Parents + tech = lolz.

a little while ago, i promised my dad that he could have my old ipod, seeing as i wasnt using it anymore.

its one of those ipod shuffles, the ancient ones, that can only have like 120 songs or some shit.

so anyways.
im teaching dad how to work it, and hes like 0_0 its so complicated.
then i got my ipod out, and im like KAPOW and working it like lightening.
hes like :O omg!
then i taught him how to work his, and hes like ‘its so high tech!’
im like lolz.

old people plus technology is for teh lolz.

(:

constitutional convention

omfg. my feet hurt.
youll get it when im finished.

so yesterday me and sam and jon and cindy all rock up to the library with eric, and we go to this constitutional convention thing.
the day was pretty good, all in all.
we got to wear the school blazers and stuff, so i wore my high heels.
but its what happened afterward that really got me. rawr.

towards the end of the day, it started to go downhill.
some little black kid was like ‘hot motherfucker, aye?’ to me, as i walked into the library.

once i got into the library, i was pretty much refused a library card.
wtf.
then, my feet were starting to hurt as i walked up and down those stairs.
and we couldnt use the elevator, because its ‘not a toy’. >_>

but by the time it was over, i got given my cirtificate.
it said ‘isabella kelli’ >_>
if you know my real name you probs find that hilarious.

so i started to walk to willows with sam, jon and cindy.
sam went home.
jon left once we got to willows.
so me and cindy were standing in line at the bank.
we get to the window, and im like

can i apply for a visa debit card, or do i need a parent with me?
you have to be 18.
so can i bring a parent?
how old are you?
15.
-long silence-
(by this point i had started chatting to cindy, so we kinda semi-forgot we were still waiting for him to check.)
no.
no.. what?
no you cant have one. you have to be 16.
MTHRFKR.
no money for me in italy.

then i remembered that i had my thongs in my bag, so i went and got changed.
omg.
im an idiot.
so anyways.
i walk home.
and fall asleep.
and get up a few hours ago.
and write this blog.

and my feet still hurt.

Passport photos.

How fucked are passport photos?
Seriously.

I had mine taken yesterday.
Mum had a go at them before we left, and i looked perfectly presentable.

When we got there, shes like ‘use your headband to push all you hair off your face, and put your hair behind your shoulder.
K, one.. two… three….
FLASH
fuck it was bright.

so anyways.
me and mum wandered around for a few minutes, and come back and there i am 6 times on this piece of photo paper.

I never knew i was a drug lord.
with a shiny forehead none the less!
fuck.

now all the asians i meet in japan will want crack.
>_>

hmmz.

well my friday was… different.

we went on an ancient history excursion, out to palleranda, to learn about ancient aboriginial culture, everyday life etc.

on the lead up to it, i was like OMFG IM GUNNA MISS LOTSA SCHOOL ONOEZ!
coz i do. coz im belle. and im a nerd. =D anywho.

we were all sitting around before school, and nece is like ‘if this uncle rusty guy is like “ohh rah rah took my land, blah blah” im gunna be like shut up, your just pissed coz you lost’ im like O: rasict much? =P
i go ‘how would you like if i just took over your room, kicked you out, and then when you complained, i said ‘shut up, its just coz your pissed you lost’ huh?’ shes like ohh, yeah. i guess.

so we were standing out at the admin carpark at school, and i was practicing my pas de basque (which paid off in class!) and then the bus got there. we piled on, headcount etc. boring stuff. cheadle said ‘no rasict remarks’ etc. i poked nece. =P

once we got there we met russel butler. junior. >_> his dad was late. w/e.
he was heaps cool. then when uncle rusty did get there, we talked for ages and ages.
it was really interesting.

we spent the whole day out there.
basically, the higlights of my day, was:
-throwing a boomerang
-throwing a spear, with a woomera
-washing my hands with soap tree leaves (i was like LULWUT soapy leaves)
-learning a whole bunch of legdends and stuff.

but i have to say, that the BIGGEST highlight of the day was when uncle rusty was talking about his father in the goldrush.
‘oh yeah, and my father, he got sent to palm island, him and some other fellas, for eatin this chinese fella.’
we were all like WHAT?!
hes like ‘oh yeah, they didnt cook their meat all the way through, so they were nice and tender.’
i was like. OH. LOVELY.

it was hilarious =P

id defs go again.
apparently cheadle is trying to get a red ash tree planted at school.
i forget what that tree is for.
but yeah =P

next week on Life with Belle
North Queensland Zone School Constitutional Convention
HAHA CUMTANK

*::D

WARNING

When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the publix railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages ata  go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils
And beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep up dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ouight to practice a little now!
So people who know me are not too shocked and suprised
When I suddenly am old, and start to wear purple.

- Jenny Joseph, 1974

 

i like this poem.
not sure why
its in my mums study.
but yeah.
i like it

gary lolz.

so i go to a catholic school, right?

which means we have an ambassador dude from the catholic education office, to tell people how to do theyre jobs right.

on assembly today, he was introduced, really poorly if you asked me, at the end.
‘oh, and… uh, this is gary. hes our ambassador for the CEO office. clap for him.’

at this particular assembly, i was sitting next to Hayden, who is in my homeroom, but i dont talk to him tooooo much.

hes a heap of fun though.

 

anywho. were sitting there, and barry (our deputy principal) says this is gary, yadda yadda. and once the applause was starting to die down, hayden says to me, ‘how fucking cool is his name?!’ im like hahaha,

then i go ‘meow’ and hes like OMG I FUCKIN LOVE THAT SHOW, I DIDNT THINK ANYONE ELSE WATCHED IT OMGOMGOMGOMG

im like WOAH calm the fuck down there. ‘yeah man, that show is epic. everyone watches that.’

he was like ‘…oh. well i was going to say meow too, but i thought youd laugh at me.’ v_v

im like lolz. get some balls.

 

the moral of the story is, if you dont know what show im taklign about, you live under a rock. (:

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