A quick catch up on my boring life

I think I've been a little slack on this thing!!
Apart from the post about my new tattoo, the last time I was on here was... November the 7th!
A whole month before my 19th birthday!! Isn't 19 such a weird age to be, like stuck smack bang in the middle of two quite important mile stones?

A lot has happened in such a small time! Where to start, and what to say.
Uhm, We all moved out of the apartments, I moved in with Libby's parents. Started a new job rouging, (Pretty much just weeding!). No matter how much explaining I do, you will never know what the job is actually about. I still really don't know and I worked there for a month.

Got a massive as tan!! So am blacker than I was before. My Aunty said I could pass off as a tourist! AHA! funny.. Got told by the surgeon that I can now start running and play hockey next year!!!!! YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! :D So fucking stoaked. Have only been for a tiny little jog though because I'm scared It'll just snap on me!! So really should test it out sooner or later. Only ran like 100m and literally died!!! It didn't help that I was a little tipsy at the time though but man!! I am sooo unfit.

Where was I? Oh yeah! Libby's mum asked me to move out. Don't ask why, can't be fucked explaining. So I has now quit my job and living at home for a while. Don't know how long, but hopefully not too long because HASTINGS IS A HOLE! (but not as much as a hole as Methven!!!!)

I must say it is good catching up with the whanau. Xmas shopping here is way easier!!

See yous tommorow
Jezzah
xoxo

MY NEW TATTOO

Yup, I got me a new tattoo yesterday (18/12/2010)!! Not what I was originally wanting to get. BUT JUST AS FUCKING EPIC!! I asked physio and surgeon whether they thought it would be safe for me to get a tat on my ankle, both said no!!! GUTZ haha, maybe some time in the not so distant future?

Whether they were just against the idea of having a tattoo or the "There's still too much scar tissue, and it could possibly get infected" excuse was true, I wasn't going to push my luck. Instead I got it on my back, just under my neck AND MAN DID IT HURT!! I can't remeber my lower back hurting this much.

Maybe it's cos I'm getting old and I can feel pain more, or I'm just becoming a wuss. I dunno really but fuck I started sweating like a bitch! It didn't help that it was a scorcher of a day aswell. Christchurch had the top temp of the country yesterday and I decided to walk in the heat after getting it done... IN A HOODIE!

Yes, as you can tell. I am still really, really, really smart!
So here's a pic,

I tried to take it myself so it's a little cut off, it's a tribal design with a kaka beak flower! Definately LOVE IT which I'm guessing is a good thing haha

That's my exciting news, I haven't been on here for a while so will be catching up on quite a lot of stuff!!!
PEACE OUT
JEZZAH
xoxo

My (Sober) Attempt At Being Soppy

So after last night, I think its best this post comes...


The only reason why I moved to Christchurch was to study, get a degree and then have a highly paid job. I tried to think about how this year would turn out... MAN WAS I COMPLETELY OFF!!! There was no reason for me to even think about dropping out. Everything was all fine and dandy.

There’s soo many things about this year that I will always remember. So... I guess coming to uni wasn’t such a waste of time. I mean if I never left home to study, I probably wouldn’t be anywhere near as happy as I am now. But then again, I’m not too good at fortune telling so I might have been better off at home (Just thinking)... One thing I never really thought about was making friends.

You know how people say something will happen, but all you can think is “Oh that’ll never happen to me”? Well they said I’d make friends for life here and that was my exact reaction. I already have three amazingly psychotic friends at home so it rarely crossed my mind. I thought more along the lines of how I was going to cope not seeing them every week than how I was to make more friends. I guess that’s why I find it so hard to believe that I now have another three, just as epic friends here.

Libby, Leah and Sammy... You three rock!!! It amazes me how 10 months can do so much! I actually have no clue what I would be doing if I had never met you. Who would have thought that we’d ever be this close? I remember how we screwed our faces up when that random chick from the toga party said we’d be best friends by the end of the year. If it wasn’t for you three, this year wouldn’t have been so fun!!!!!!!!!!

Our drunken escapades, random laughing fits, LAST NIGHT, that mish to Mc Donalds, the first time Leah and I went for a walk, first time Sammy and I had that mean chat in the car, the people who’d coma on our floor, DANCING!, Sammy’s Birthday present... The list just keeps going on! I know this sounds so cliché and shit but seriously, words can’t describe how fucking epically fantastic you guys are. Love you guys to pieces and I always will!!! No matter where life takes us, I hope you know I will always... ALWAYS be there for you. Even though I’m not too good on the advice giving role, I’ll gladly kill someone if they fuck you guys over.

ACTUALLY! That goes out to all six of you... You are ALL FUCKING AMAZING. Seriously, I will always be there for you, regardless of what happens! I’m sorry to say, but you’re stuck with me and my crippledness for life. If it comes down to it; I WILL STALK YOU! Yeah nah, jokes. It should never have to come down to that now should it??? Anyways... I can’t wait to see the day where we’re all old bitches with our canes and hoooootttt young guys surrounding us as we carve up the dance floor.

In alphabetical order,( so no one gets cut...) Hannah, Jessie, Leah, Libby, Palmer and Sammy!!! LOVE YOU GUYS FOREVER AND EVER.

The Token Black Friend...

Jezzah

xoxo

Kahn Rawiri Anania Cattermole

So keeping this story theme alive, I have a couple more to add to my list of 2...

I actually CAN NOT believe I let this one slip by! It should have been the first thing I wrote about. SOOO stupid, I feel like such a bad aunty!!!

Yes. That’s right; I neglected to tell everyone that on the day of my Achilles surgery, my eldest sister was in labour. :D

Coincidence I think not.

Kahn Rawiri Anania Cattermole was due May the 11th 2010 but decided to keep cooking and make everyone wait just that little bit longer. In anticipation of his arrival, I could not stop writing his name and I ended up drawing this...

He was born weighing in at 9 pounds 9 ounces, the night of my surgery, May 20th 2010 and MAN WAS HE CUTE! I hated the fact that I wasn’t there when he was born; I actually didn’t meet my nephew until my sister came down to Christchurch to meet the Mother in-law (like 3 months later). My best friend saw him before I did. :(

I was extremely excited when I found out that Te Paea was pregnant. I think I was the first person in our family to be told :D. I had to keep it a secret until she told mum. MAN was that hard!! It was only for a couple days, but it had been the best news in forever and I really, really wanted to tell one of my other sisters. Te Paea and Troy had recently just got together so Kahn was definitely not planned.

He is such a cute baby and is fully going to have an attitude when he grows up. He already knows how to pull on our strings and get everyone’s attention. We’ve talked about how we’re all going to gang up on Paea when she tries to tell him off and how he’s going to be spoilt rotten. I swear there are around a thousand photos of him already; a couple hundred were taken straight after he was born. We have our roles as the aunties; apparently I’m the cool one... I can definitely do that.

Seeing them together as a family makes me so happy! I love just watching them look after and play with him. The stupid things they do to get his attention. It always fascinates me when babies know their parents have left the room. He definitely knows who they are, that’s for sure.

Wish I was home more often

The Cool Aunty
Jezzah
xoxo

Christchurch Earthquake (2nd Story)

The Christchurch Earthquake, oh how that was fun! As I’m sure you have already heard, on Saturday September 4th at 4.35 am Christchurch had one of the biggest earthquakes recorded in New Zealand. This, my friends, was a 7.1 on the Richter scale but had early suggestions of being 7.4. I must say, that was the fastest I have ever gotten out of bed. While running (well trying to) towards the doorway, there was a massive jolt and I nearly lost my balance. My heart was racing as I slowly slid down the door frame to sit down. By this time, Libby and Leah were also at their doors; just as shocked as I was. We had no clue what to do, did we evacuate or did we stay inside?


After the shaking had stopped, we saw people walking down the stairs and decided to follow. Silly me forgot to put shoes on (not that I ever wear any) and had to stand outside on the freezing grass for (what felt like) 3 hours. Of course my feet had literally fallen off by then. Seeing as it was uni holidays, Shona and Stacey were off in some other part of the country sound asleep. The city was badly damaged, with the after math still showing now. We were lucky; no damage to our apartment what so ever. Nothing had fallen, we were all safe and we still had running water. Several hours had passed without any power though, so we had no clue that this city was pretty much all over the world.

I still believe that the media hyped it up a bit, but what can I say? Media definitely loves drama. The rest of the world had eyes on us. YouTube videos were being posted and phones were going crazy. I had my share of phone calls and texts to family and friends, I even had a chance to update my facebook status.

What had freaked me out the most were the constant aftershocks. Being the first major earthquake away from my family, it felt really weird and lonely. I mean there were only three of us and I was used to sharing a room with someone else. We found out uni was closed for another 2 weeks so Libby decided to go home and leave Leah and I by ourselves. We were in hysterics after a couple major aftershocks and I decided to camp out in the living room with the t.v on.

It’s nearly been 7 weeks now and we are still feeling aftershocks. Although they are nowhere near as big as they were before, it’s quite surprising. Never thought they would last this long! We are all used to them now, not even feeling some of them. 4’s on the Richter scale feel like nothing to us.

I know we are lucky!! If there had to be another massive earthquake I would definitely choose to have it during the night. So glad no one got hurt and even though people had to evacuate their homes, their attitudes towards being safe and alive are amazing. So yeah, I hope all will be okay for the residents of Christchurch and can’t wait for this concert on Saturday 23rd!

Peace out.
Jezzah
xoxo

1st Story...

It all started when we had to move into Ilam apartments, flat 99.

Seeing as Leah was the first to move in, she had claimed everything to be hers. I was the second, Libby the third, next was Stacey and then the ex-resident of flat 99... We all remember meeting each other for the first time and have our own perspective of how they played out. We were getting along quite well before she moved in. Hearing stories about the ex lead us to beleive that she was a complete bitch. When she finally moved in, we could tell straight away that things were going to be interesting. Her nose in the air as she walked past the living room, trying to act 'superior'. She didn't even have the courtesy to introduce herself, her father did. You would think that if you were going to live with people you haven't met before, you'd at least try to give a fuck.

Skip foward a couple months and we find that she doesn't clean up after herself, her room smelled rank, she was an emotional wreck and a little freaky at times. No one could talk to her without feeling awkward and it was really hard to hold a conversation; Instead of talking to us, she would talk at us. The flat wrote a letter to tell her to clean her shit up, her retaliation?
Taking everything that belonged to her, back into her room. She even started cooking in it, (own little oven). She was deemed the flat problem. All conversations lead to how annoying she was and what little liking we had for her.

Skip foward another couple months and we find one night that she had moved out! Man that was sneaky, it took us the whole day to realise that she wasn't coming back. GAWD we were happy. A week later we get a knock on the door from the office saying that what we did to her was offensive and we're lucky the police weren't getting involved. Apparantly the letter we wrote to her was threatening and dangerous and that someone would be ringing us to get our side of the story. They said the ex had nothing to do with this visit and that if we hassled her about it, we could all get evicted. We hadn't talked to her since she moved out, and we certainly didn't care at all until then!!

All keen to get this meeting over and done with, we decided to ring the office and say we could have the meeting the next day. Apparently we couldn't do that, we had to wait for this person to call us. WTH? And they said we were threatening?? All we said was, "you don't live with your parents anymore, clean up after yourself other wise we'll stick the dishes in your bed". To top it off, we never had that meeting. The person who was supposed to get our side of the story, only rung us once. I was the only person to answer, he didn't seem to care at all about the situation.

There were a couple of good things that came from living with her.

1. We all gained 2 new friends, who now hates the ex-flatmate with a passion. (Macy and Mohammed, yeah boi!)
2. Getting a new flatmate! (Shona the american, she's good as bro.)
3. FREE ALCOHOL (another story)

Read me!

I read through all my posts yesterday.. I now have a whole 13!! (Including this one)

As I laughed at my own stupidity, I realised that there has been a heap load of things I could have blogged about. But now that I decide to write this thing I've completely gone blank!! I can only think of two occasions to write about. One dedicated to my old flatmate, and the other to the Christchurch earthquake.

Let the stories begin!

Oi Jessie :D

Taking a break from studying.

Taking a really long break actually.

Does it count as studying if I'm actually catching up on all the lectures I've missed?.. Haven't been for 3 weeks now.

I had an assignment due last friday, I did it but because i hadn't caught up on all the lectures I didn't know how to do half of it so i missed it out.
I watched those lectures today. The assignment became EASY AS!!!... GAWD. Teaches me! ahaha.
Anyway I don't really care if I pass or not. I technically have four exams but I'm only going to sit 2 of them. Decided that I might just do part time study next year and work. That way I can do what I want.

I don't even know what I want to do. ARGH! It's pissing me off.

TWO FOLLOWERS! woop woop. Awesome.

I have nothing else which is worth mentioning
apart from the fact that

JESSIE IS AMAZING!  : )

Jezzah
xoxo

Tattoo

I've been thinking of getting another tattoo for a while now. Ever since I knew I had a massive scar from my surgery I've been thinking of ways that a tattoo would compliment it.

I was thinking of having like a tiger or some kind of fierce animal jumping and tearing the scar apart. Seeing as I wanted to design this tattoo myself; well the majority of it anyway. This idea was definately too difficult for my own abilities. After looking around, THANKS TO GOOGLE... you are legendary. I fell in love with tribal designs.

So after many attempts....

I have this.. AM IN LOVE WITH IT!!! gotta think of a bird and then get the money and this could possibly be permanent!! woop woop.

Sweet as bro.
Jezzah
xoxo

Trip to Mc Donalds

In my last post, I forgot to say that it was 5 in thee morning. I only just re read it and thought to myself 'gawd.. I swear A LOT' I don't mean to though, it just blurts out!!

The mish to maccas was AMAZING!! My flatmate and I took a shit load of random pictures; still being quite tipsy we both thought that they were either amazing or 'REALLY FUCKING EPIC'. Fist bumping each other pretty much after each photo. We were the first walk in customers to be served for the day and we felt pretty honoured (and ashamed!). I wonder how desperate we looked, you could definately tell that we had no sleep.

Here are some of the photos we took on our little walk to the lovely Mc Donalds.

YEAH MAN! Seeing as we don't have any kind of photography skills I am really in love with these photos. I am happy we celebrated taking these photos. To me, they actually seem quite decent.

and the other hand.. I am
COMPLETELY BROKE NOW!
Jezzah
xoxox

SO..

It's been like forever since I've graced this site with my presence. BUT WTH!! It's 5 o'clock and I AM FUCKING STARVING! How else should I lose track of time?? My flatmate and I decided to stay up and wait for MACCAS TO OPEN!!.
The birds are chirping and we are listening to You Me At Six, (Stay With Me). It's a FUCKING EPIC SONG! everyone should check this band out. If You don't you are completely missing out on something epic!! We are fully alert right now. it's pretty amazing since both of us have only had like 6 hours sleep.
This seems like a lot to some people BUT when you are a uni student. Apparantely you have thee right to sleep all day!. ISN'T IT GREAT!
I was Planning to do an 11 to 11 shift of drinking but I'm not too sure if this is going to happen if I'm up still!!!
We're going to mish it to Mc Donalds Soon!. SHOULD BE FUCKING FUN.

I'm still fucking drunk! haha. typing has been quite hard to do... You should try it sometime.

ANYWAYS!
I JUST WANTED TO SEE HOW THIS PLACE IS GOING WITHOUT ME..
sorry for the upper case. it's just too annoying to correct atm.
WASTING UNI INTERNET!!
EPIC NIGHT
JEZZAH
xoxo

SLOW RECOVERY

So if people see me walking around, they immediately stare at my leg.

Yup my leg, more so whats on my leg than anything else. Recently (3 months on friday) had surgery on my archillies, and am currently in a moon boot. I got rid of the crutches about a month ago! HATE those things with a passion. I slowly get to take my boot off this week! So instead of people staring at my boot, they'll just be staring at me hobbling really REALLY slowly because this walking business is actually quite difficult when you've lost pretty much all muscles in a leg.

Just to make it clear, both those legs are mine. Yup! My flatmates are calling me peg leg atm cos from the knee up, my leg looks normal but as soon as you see the calf, it looks like a "peg leg".
I don't actually know what a peg leg is, but I'm thinking it's sorta like a pirates leg, you know.. those wooden things??
It's nearly been a whole year since I tore my archillies, I can remember it so vividly! Was on a school tournament, and tore it in the second game. Yeahp it was ONLY THE SECOND GAME! I cried when I found out they were going to put a cast on me and that I wouldn't be able to play, it was so devastating! I always look foward to school tournament. It started off great, not even 10 minutes into the game and I hear a "pop". It felt like my heel just broke( is that even possible?). It didn't feel like someone kicked me in the back of the leg, and it didnt hurt at all. What hurt was the fact that I knew I had just fucked my leg over. I hopped off the field and refused any help from my team mates, telling them to "fuck off, and focus on the game"

It's nearly been a whole year since i tore my archillies (September 1st) but only 3 months since surgery, thats 5 months of me being fucked over by the publice hospital and physio. But only 1 month of settling into a new town and seeing a different physio before being refferred to a specialist who then refferred me to a surgeon. If i didnt move to christchurch for uni, I wouldn't of had surgery, and I wouldn't have my hopes up for being able to run. So a big FUCK YOU first of all to the Taupo hospital who said that my archillies was only partially torn, WHEN IT OBVIOUSLY WASN'T, and to the Hawke's Bay hospital who each and every time I went in, said that my leg was healing well, when it was actually only scar tissue they were feeling. The fact that I waited for over an hour every time, only to be seen by a different doctor and be asked the same questions pissed me off. One of them couldn't even tell how long it had been since I had tore it and said I could start running again. He was wrong.

I get depressed when I see people running and it fucks me off that people who have the privilage of not being crippled are usually really lazy! Get off your fucking arses and exercise every once in a while.

On a positive note, I have a pretty good scar and am thinking of getting a tattoo to compliment it. Hopefully I can afford getting one soon.

Depressed but hopeful.

Jezzah

xoxo

So I don't have much to say today, haven't had much to say for a while now, I'm guessing this was just another obsession, well not really.. I mean I'm still contributing to the blog. Just can't think of anything to write.

Everything is the same as last time, trying to study, but can't really be bothered. Feel like a fail, but convincing myself that it's all good. But feeling like I've completely let everybody down. I can't keep doing something I don't like though. What's the point in feeling like shit everyday, dreading to get up because you hate what you do? Oh! look, I have something to talk about.

I say live your life doing what you love AND try new things! How can you say you don't like something if you haven't tried it out first? Just because it looks weird or seems out of your comfort zone, go for it. Well try new things that are legal and not life threatening, although illegal things are pretty good, and there are plenty of things which could be classed as life threatening. LIKE DRIVING!

SHIT SCARED of driving, that's why I have no drivers licence, just can't be bothered driving/ learning to drive.

Changing Subject, went to the tattoo shop today! Might start saving money and designing me a new tattoo.. To compliment my epic scar!

yup time to go to bed,
not much interesting to write

Jezzah.
xoxo

OH MAYN! sunday drinking at an Irish bar is AWESOME!

EPICNESS

On tuesday the 3rd of August, I travelled to Auckland and attended my first ever concert...
IT WAS FUCKING EPIC!! gotta love Thirty seconds to Mars!

They are AMAZING! Although the venue was quite small, EVERYONE had an epic time and it meant that we all had a clear view of the band!

Me and two of my friends did a 24 hr trip and were completely dead afterwards but it was ALL WORTH IT! The opening act was gay and I'm pretty sure everyone was thinking "just get off the stage". They definately weren't the right act to accompany thirty seconds to mars.

As soon as Thirty seconds to Mars stepped on stage, the crowd went wild and my feet all of the sudden didn't hurt. You could tell that everyone there were true fans and that they didn't want the night to end.
I don't know what else to say really, Except that THEY WERE FUCKING EPICALLY AMAZING!

I took a shit load of photos that night, came up with a couple good ones. LOVE the top photo. You can see the whole band in action! It's pretty epic really. What can I say apart from alrounded epicness?

Definately going to see them again!

Hopefully I wont be crippled, so I'll actually be able to go crazy! Was a little downer being one of the only people who couldn't jump! Can't wait for next time!

Think I'm in love.

Jezzah

xoxo 

Not An Obsession

I am studying.

Really I am.

Stop staring at my screen trying to figure out what I'm doing. GAWD!
I hate people who walk past and stare over my shoulder to see if there's anything interesting on my screen.

Well anyway, beleive it or not... I'm back in the library!
Still deciding whether it was a good decision to come in here or just plain stupid. I was studying for a while but needed a break, and because I'm lazy and can't be assed moving, I decided to go on facebook..

Yup facebook,
pretty boring when you've been on it 3 Days in a row.

But then I remembered that I have a blog! My very own blog where I can write anything and (pretty much) everything I want. Last night I was tempted to come back on here and write a new post, but I didn't have anything to write about. I still don't really, I'm just rambling on about nothing. It's fun though, isn't it? Just to let your fingers do the typing and see what nonsense they come up with.
I think this could possibly be my new obsession. Obsessions don't last very long with me, I'll usually find something I like and then overuse it until I'm absolutely sick of it..

HOPEFULLY this isn't just an obsession and I actually keep writing on this. I mean it actually gives me something to do other than watch t.v, drink, study, daydream and other stuff while I'm crippled and not able to exercise.

Think I might drink tonight, not too sure though, it depends on whether my flatemates are keen or not. Would definately like to go hit the town tonight but my crippled-ness would mean I'd stand out like a sore thumb with my crutches and all, which is definately not what I like. I like to be 'normal' and not stand out of the crowd, but at the same time, I'm never going to be normal. Which is awesome! I don't even know if I'm allowed in the clubs with crutches, cause they can definately be used as weapons, or a great way to clear the dancefloor!.

I love dancing, it's amazing! I can't dance though, I just look like an idiot who thinks they can dance. But who really cares?! I sure don't, all those people who stand in a circle 'looking cool' and not dancing are a waste of space, if you aint dancing, GET OFF THE DANCE FLOOR!
Favourite dance move has to be a tie between 'the sprinkler' and this other move which I can't really explain, cause I suck at explaining things. If I had a picture I would post it up buuuuut I don't. You'll always see me crank them out every time I go dancing. It's tradition really.

Stuff It! I have alcohol in the cupboard.
Definately drinking tonight but probably not going out
PARTY AT MINE.

Jezzah
(Lonad drunk)
xoxo


~~P.S~~
I went to a different cafe today and spent money I didn't need to spend... again. The mocha wasn't even that good, teaches me for thinking I'm rich and can afford it! I do think I'm getting addicted to them, Mocha's are SOOO good.

3 hours in the library

So here I am... Sitting in the library, on the 8th floor, where there's an awesome view! Pretty nice day today and I decide to sit inside, how stuffed up is that???

But HEY! I did it! It's not too bad once you find a seat and have headphones which actually work. You can easily block everything out that's happening around you. Not that there's a lot happening, I mean it's a library!

Wouldn't it be cool if you had powers and could make people trip up just for your entertainment??? That would be soo funny to see right now. It's always funny seeing people trip over, even if they hurt themselves. I mean it's not funny after you realise they've actually fucked themselves over, but at the time it's extremely hard to keep it in. I know, it sounds cruel and hopefully I'm not the only one who thinks like that...
But it's true! I laugh at myself ass planting ALL the time, and then realise afterwards that I have a massive dirt mark on my ass. It's even funnier falling off a treadmill, but that's another situation.

Anyway, that was completely off the topic that I wanted to talk about.

What I wanted to talk about is that I've just (last night) realised that I have a thing for drawing hearts. When I'm bored or have nothing to do I like to crank out my (half assed) creative side and do some drawing. There's shit loads of hearts amongst these doodles and if I put them all up, this post would never, ever end.

My Tattoo

 These are my 3 favourite ones, with one of them being my tattoo! LOVE IT. Theres fully a trend in what I draw and once I start something I like, I usually spend a while on it until I think that if I add anything else to it, It would get ruined.

I haven't been to the cafe in 2 whole days now!! lol. Quite tempted to go get me a mocha, aint eaten all day and really really can't be bothered going to class. Should eat summin but that requires moving and either going all the way home to an empty cupboard/fridge or using the little money that I have! I'm supposed to be in class right now, well a tutorial that is. But I couldn't be bothered moving and I "forgot" what the time was. Been sitting in the library for a while now, and less people are here then before. The library for me isn't a good place to study lol. All I do is everything BUT study. I'm a bit confused on how that works, because it's like the best place to study without getting interupted.

Well, thas me today.

CIAO
Jezzah
xoxo

Short Life in the cafe

So I'm back in the cafe and thinking this could possibly become a habit!

One mega mocha and a lil food on the side..  (a chicken and apricot croissant if you wanted to know), it's making me broke buying food from here. I'm a student living off thee parents and yet i seem to buy expensive food, which I definately DO NOT need..
BUT IT'S SO GOOD THAT IT'S WAY TOO HARD TO RESIST!!
I could be a hardworking student and actually study during my 2 hour break.. but who really does these days?...

 I should re phrase that, what procrastinator would study in their 2 hour break?!.. THATS better, sums me up pretty well. It's a bit sad really, there's quite a lot of people kind of expecting me to be successful or whatever.. just because I'm the first person in the family to go to university doesn't mean i actually need to pass...
WTF am i saying.
I AM GOING TO PASS! this year for sure. Not too sure if I'll pass well enough to get into first year pro. I have a back up plan so I'm all good if I don't get in.. maybe I shouldn't of made that back up plan so I could be like those people whose lives depended on it!

But I can never be that way. I think that no matter what, everything will eventually work its way around and whatever happens, just happens. Anyway people say that our generation will have many major career changes before they actually stick to just one, so I'm just starting early. NOT REALLY, I'm just trying to make excuses for myself. NOT GOOD!!!

To all those people who have your lives planned out, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO IT?
I can't get my head around it.. It would be awesome if I could just steal a little bit of that organisation. Can barely plan for next week, let alone my whole life! People who ask what I want to do after I get my degree will always get the same answer.. "I dunno".
I'm not saying that I would like to plan my whole life out though. I mean what happens when something doesn't go out the way you planned?  I'm just happy being here and alive.

I've come into this cafe two days in a row, sat in the same place and done the same thing. It's definately a first. Can't do it 3 days in a row though because my 2 hour gap on wednesday has been taken up by a 3 hour physics lab! I have to work around my timetable tommorrow and sit in different lectures. Should be fun!
SO just came to the conclusion that I'm gonna try avoid this place for a while so I don't become a regular (actually, just to save money) and find somewhere else to sit for 2 hours while I wait for my next class to start... maybe the library?

HAHA nahhh... i'm not too fond of the library it's too big and busy for my liking.

Thats me for now.
goodbye and happy reading

Jezzah
xoxo

GOOD MORNING!

Good morning to you all!

how is everything going?! I'm good. TIRED, and ready to fall asleep. Into the sencond semester of uni and this is only my second post!!!! how slack am I?!?!
atm, I'm sitting in the uni cafe while brooke fraser is being played. It's so relaxing lol could definately do for a little nap right here, right now...
All the people who would stare at me weirdly can get stuffed. just cos I'm awesome and actually have thee balls to sleep in public... NOT! lol, i would never do that. That's what the lectures are for.. catch up on sleep time.

So I had a 2 hour gap and was getting bored of facebook and decided to look like i was doing work and make another post. EVERYTHING is going great.. apart from the fact that I'm absolutely fuuucccckkked. wish i could just sleep all day!.. my insomniac days pretty much ceased after posting my first blog. I was out and coulda slept a whole week if I was actually that lazy.

MY Leg 2 weeks after Op

A LOT has happened since my last post. 

BUUUUTTT mostly nothing.. I had surgery on my archillies.. gonna have a pretty awesome scar hopefully, had my first semester exams in hospital (coz it got infected!!!!!!) and just passed my papers.. I dunno if I wanna be an engineer anymore.. I do want to be one, but my enthusiasm has decreased just a lil bit.. STILL liking physics and maths though it's keeping me hanging in there for a while.

GEEKY MUCH?!? lol, oh well.
I'm retardedly awesome anyway so who really cares?

Yesterday was pretty epic.. went to the museum, got to look after my nephew and then went to the beach and got high. (typical uni student), it was an awesome way to finish the week! havent done anything like that in a while now.. Spent so much money on food.. not even funny! could definately not eat today and still be fine.

I did have somethingelse to write about, but it's COMPLETELY GONE!.. can't remember what I actually wanted to write.. GAY!!!, Man it was pretty interesting too..

must not have been important enough if i forgot it.. lol, Will get back to this if I remember or figure out something else to blab on about! haha.. OH LOVE THIS SONG!!! Natasha Beddingfield I think... lol, oh well. haha

Thats me for now.
Like my pic?
PEACE BRO
Jezzah
xoxo

My first Blog! ever..

Hello to all! hope everything is well, if not... suckfull

So anyway, this is my first EVER blog! how great is that??
I have a feeling that not many people will read this so if you have stumbled across this, lucky.. lucky you!

About me? I am an 18 year old student, who will hopefully have a bachelor of engineering degree in 4 years. I'm only  into my first year of studies and still breathing so I haven't drunkenly fallen off a cliff yet. Not that its ever going happen, if it does... well yah. That'd be interesting. I have 2 parents (of course) 1 brother and many many sisters (9) but 4 of them are whangai (adopted) and 3 are half sisters. It's never quiet at home unless we're all out. I am the 1st of my family to officially move away from home, atm I'm staying at a university apartment with 4 other girls and this will be the 1st time i have ever stayed away from home for longer than 2 weeks!
So I'm a little homesick and am missing my chaotic family and friends! I like to think I am independant and can do most things by myself, I am stubborn and it takes me a while before i ask for help (if i ever HAVE to). I love music/art, most things creative blow my mind! I love sports, hockey is my all time fav and have played it since i was 5, I was at the hockey fields so much it pretty much became my 2nd home. YEAHP! Thats enough "about me"... 

If you're still reading this. I'd like to say that you are a complete LEGEND! Also, I hope my spelling mistakes and other errors haven't hurt your eyes too much.


WHY BLOG? well since I've been away from home my thoughts have been running wild, its amazing. I've been thinking about blogging for a while but usually couldn't be arsed starting it, when I did try to start blogging, I usually never had anything to type or my thoughts would be jumping from place to place I would never be able to get it down fast enough.
I guess this is like me hanging my blogging 'v' badge up for everyone to see. Hopefully this counts as a blog, because I googled the definition of "blog" and from what i read.. it does! (If i update regularly)
Man, I'd be screwed without google! How many search engines are that amazing??

So it's 4 in the morning and my thoughts were slow enough to (hopefully) make sense. If you're wondering why I'm up so late/early.. Don't worry, I am too. Actually thinking I could pass as an insomniac soon.

Well thats me for now.
If you actually read this whole thing,
AMAZINGLY AWESOME.

Much Love
JEZZAH
xoxo