Harpier Cries "time to leave my old xanga friend"

I have moved on from this webblogging realm... to Live Journal.

Everyones posts still get sent to be and if i have anything worthwhile to comment on i shall.

Time to cut my xanga ties *cuts the ties*

Goodbye,

~lia

harpier cries "mmm.... blogging....mmmm"

okay.... rewind to fri 9th July....

parents went out...so i was home alone... again.... got bored called vlad.... found out he finally got a mbl phone {bout time!} now my credit has depleted due to late night msging... damnit..... need credit.....

sat 10th july

ment to be sammie's n julz' bday party today, postponed to nxt sat caus of weather... again left bored....

sun 11th july

wen to hardware store with dad... omg... i bought 5m of pretty pretty chain.... weheeee..... pretty.... *my precious*

mon 12th july

um... i havee a crap memory...... i dunnno wat happened this day.....

tues 13th july

1st day of britney's 3-day-sleepover, her mummys at a tafe course...... watched OC... i think im getting hooked..... yes i kno its sad... but yes.. its just..oooo..  oh yea, went to ppl's houses to give them invites for the Syria ambassadors dinner.... mmm.... 

oh yea.... for yr 12 i think we should do our formal at Le Montage, the yr 12 this yr r doing it there but stupid ppl dont have connections n are paying too much per ticket... hm... weehee my ma n sis got connections there... may be able to get a good deal...

wed 14th july

mum yelled at me... caus i aint doing work, she goes that even i get shit in the next report they'll think bout pulling me outa skool caus they have tried everthing to ty to get me to work but i dont rspond.... ohh funny..... im gona give her a heart attack one day... nice....

thursday.....today

nothing much happening trying to do work..... sorta getting there... not realli..... hm.... g2 take britney to gymnastics todayso so i say ciao to uu all

bye!!!!!!!!!!!

~lia

harpier cries "wait until i get my hands on ur [G.O]!"

Something came to my attention only an hour ago.

On wednesday whilst i was at mum's work she was making phone calls because she was organising the Syrian Ambassadors dinner, and was inviting people. She called a certain person who i shall name as [I.O], i didnt know it at the time because i could only hear her side of the conversation, but her was yelling at her. As i later found out he was being an egotistical bastard and was taking it out on my mother because he thinks that he is a fucking king compared to other people.

Not done yet.

Next my mother rings a person i shall name [G.O], brother of [I.O], and asks him if he would like his daughter to attend the party as she is an aus born syrian. He begins to go off at her for not saying goodbye to his wife before she left to syria, asked why my ma dont like his wife and berated my mother before saying he wants nothing to do with her. He said many many more thing which i would not like to divulge.

This is an insult to my family... my mother isn't well-equipped to handle being yelled at her age, [she is fucking older than them!!!! heard of respecting your elders!!!].

My sister wants to rip their hearts out. I want to have a "discussion" with them and if my bro ever found out he would want to kill them. I think i am the sane one in my family which says alot.

Rage boils through my veins at what each of them has said. nice warm fuzzy rage.

this will continue later when i have decided what to do.

~lia

Fashion parade today!!! Twas goot! Watched some of it just now on replay! Hoped everyone else liked it! I realised I looked like a doofus down the catwalk but heck… what the hell…

WEHEHEHEHE!!!! I’m being booked at a make-up artist and hair stylist for the next show thingo!!! Yay!!!! So happy!!!

The only annoying thing is that mum ruined it wen I got home. Stupid bitch, instead of saying “that was great” or something like that, she says “did you miss your classes today, and “why were others in uniform and you weren’t” and “do you have all the work you have to catch up on?”…. I wish for ONCE she would just let me enjoy a full fucking day….

Off the depressy subjecty…

Hopefully in the holidays I’ll learn how to play with the video camera on the comp and I will create a short movie thingo n burn it on cd!!!

Oh yea… anyone who has pics from the fashion show please send to me via email… [look left to see email]

I’m happi…n high….wow…. I can do the make-up n hair… that has to be my fav part of the day…

N nando… I should straighten your hair more often….anytime you wanna gimme a yell n we will do it at lunch!

WOOOOT….

So I pose a question….. did YOU like the fashion show?’

Lov you all!

~Lia

harpier cries "the changing world beguiles me"

The world has changed. I have also changed with it. I have become wiser, older, and scarier. I miss la-la-land. The place where I was happy. I miss being happy. I miss smiling on the inside. I miss the days gone past where life didn't hurt you so much, where the sun came up and fuelled the eternal light in your soul. That time was sacred. I wish I had used it with more care.

Now it is gone. Replaced by a dark and foreboding world that wants to trap you and harness your light, your inner beauty. Reality fills my veins. Instead of blood keeping me alive it is now hate and the inabilty to waste life. However this perception is slowely changing. What is a life for if it amounts to nothing? It is merely an empty shell, waste to be gotten rid of. This waste seeps the world, it should be destroyed, starting with the originator, the creator.

Why does one live? What benefit is there in that? To continue unleashing pain to themselves and others? But pain... sweet pain. It becomes a release for the anger one wants to unleash. Instead of hurting others, hurt yourself. Control it, never unleash it. Do not hurt others. They have done nothing to you. What has caused you pain it through your own fault. You caused yourself pain. Your push the others away and keep them at a safe distance. As it keeps them safe you burn and contort inside. The more you hide the pain and anger, the more it grows. There is nothing you can do to stop it. It will break out one day. You are just a ticking time-bomb.

~~~

Thankyou Seru for bringing me back, for not letting me end the waste. This promise i will keep... for as long as I can. I don't know how bad it will be next time. I still release through pain, ever-sweet blood sweeps through the flimsy layers that bind it. I am sorry that I scared you. Thankyou for holding me back... though i see no point in staying. The pain will receed but it always comes back with more passion and violence. It will break my soul one future night.

~Lia