Eeek

Okay so just like pretty much everything else in my life that I start, my blog is going to be forgotten about and eventually abandoned. Curse you horrid memory and your badness at remembering the simplest of things. Like what’s up with that? Why cant you just be good and remember stuff for me. Pretty sure it would come in handy in an exam or something but noooooooo instead you decide to let me fend for myself.


Today I fed pigeon. It was cute. I named him Carl. I fed him then he flew away. It was most saddening seeing the basted stole half my sandwich. He was a cool birdy

I’m tired
sleep time

-Kels xx-

Ch ch chillin =]

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood afternoon =]

Today is wenesday, the worst day of the week in my opinion, and once again I find myself totally bored!! Just waiting of the fatherr to come visit me where ever he is. Oh here he is shall contine this later.

xx

I really need more self control

Tonight’s supper was rather amusing. Eh Adela?

Don’t you hate it when your sitting there enjoying a nice cold ice coffee and you just randomly burst out laughing like a spastic and are unable to stop? =]

I had one of those moments, just before with my dear friendio Adela who shall now be nick named Del bel. Don’t ask me why, I just like the rhyming.

So here I am, chillin in my bed thanking god or what ever supernatural forces made my Legal studies teacher agree to give me an extension. You’re the best Ms =].

There’s something beeping in the background, its rather annoying thought I'm sure soon it shall merge into the dull hospital background sounds. That’s one of the okay things about being in hospital. There’s all this noise at first, the slightly to loud banter of the nurses at 12 at night, the beeping of some spastic broken machine, the calling of a patient for assistance and of course duck man (may he rest in peace where ever he went). Soon enough you become numb to all the annoying sounds.

I have a feeling when I get back home to the good old Central Coast, its just going to be a little toooooo quite? A little toooo dark, with no florescent lighting buzzing all night.

Despite the fact I hate this place with a fiery passion, I'm going to miss it when I'm gone (which will be, hopefully, soon). I shall miss all the girlys and our bitch sessions about Joe. And I'll miss Obkti (I think that’s for her names spelt) because she is by far the nicest nurse I have ever had. And I'll miss Carmel, her messed up plural for child, child’s, and her ever so charming greeting of 'hey bitches'. =[

There’s a lot I'm going to miss about Westmead.

Veronica, Hannah, Kathy, and wtf a random just walked by with a bell!, Adela, Sam, Holly, Emily, Emmalene, kosbo and Aimee. =]

Defiantly an experience I'm never going to forget.

-Kels xx-

Should. Could. Would. Wont

Right now I'm doing my legal assignment. So naturally I'm on every distracting website I could find, blogger included.

Man I hate legal.

Why did I pick it?

I don’t even want to be a lawyer!

At the moment the cleaner man is vacuuming right outside my door and its sooooooooooooo annoying. Like go away I’m not even messy you don’t need to clean my room every day?!

He like wash's my bathroom floors and leaves them soaking. Like potentially-a-health-risk-to-me soaking. Eeek time to stop complaining =]

My grandma can text. I'm so proud of her :)

She sends me little pictures everyday.

This mornings daily granny picture was a picture of snow along with a message saying 'its cold.'

OH NO here come’s the cleaner with a mop! =.=

Usually he kicks me out of my room.

Ooooo he's gone now.

Okay I’ma stop narrating my life.

Well that’s pretty much all I have to say at the moment.

I guess I'll go back to doing my legal assignment...

Thanks for distracting me blogg thingy

-Kels xx-

Time flys when your having fun

ARGGHH
Back in hospital for another torturous week!
Why oh why does freedom go so quickly?
One minute I'm sitting there playing cod4 with the boys and the next I'm sitting on my hospital bed waiting to be hooked up to some disgusting feed thinking about doing my legal assignment and wondering if it would be possible to get an extension! *Rabbit face*

I spent the whole of yesterday just chilling because everyone was busy doing stuffioooo so I played Yatzi (I think that’s how it's spelt) with my mother. Whilst doing this I discovered that I truly fail at the game and shouldn’t bother ever trying to play again.

*Random rant*

Don’t you just hate it when people hate you for no reason at all? I mean what’s with that? Surly they have to have a reason, why not just tell you? I mean is it so hard to go up to someone and put them out of their misery by telling them what the flip they did wrong? How they 'offended' you, and/or what you did to cause them not to like you? What’s the point of just sitting there hating them and not giving them the opportunity to make amends, apologise or fix their ways?
It's called forgive and forget people I mean HELLO! Everything doesn’t need to be so dam dramatic! And if you don’t have a reason for not liking them, they you shouldn’t not like them!!!!!

=.=

-Kels xx-

Freedom?

So Adela has officially got me hooked on this blogging thing. Thanks a bunch, I can already see the endless hours I am going to waist talking about nothing important or interesting. =/ haha.
Okay so here I am, out of hospital for two days and one night, bored out of my flipping mind. Nothing to do. No one to see :(

But instead of going out or getting off the computer to find something interesting to do I decided to be a sad pathetic loner, wasting my limited hours of freedom. =]

Yes I am silly indeed.

So this morning there I was typing away, creating a blog when all of a sudden BAM! Water comes out of no where and lands of my laptop. No where being my cup and my laptop being dads work laptop. But all's well. It survived the ordeal and is still fully functioning which is really rather promising. But half way through my rant I hit some button and it did some shifty moves and totally made my blog disappear. Total sadface. I was like oh no! And then being the lazy shit I am, I gave up and moved onto having a shower instead.

Well I best be off
Dinner time.

Cheers!

-Kels xx-

Day 19 of hospital life

Okay so this is my first blog ever.
Just getting the hang of talking about boring useless shit. Hope I do it right.

I’m Kelsey =]
16 years old
That’s 199 months =/
Nothing special.
Just another girl.
Like everyone else I guess.

Day 19 of being in this hell hole, also known as Westmead Hospital. Got a gate pass so now I'm allowed to get out for two days and one night over the weekend =]
Am so excited to see my lovely friends.

Its funny how your oldest friends aren’t necessarily always your best friends. It's true. I mean why assume that, -hey!- Just because you grew up together or have known each other your whole life, that suddenly makes you the closest of friends. Its an excuse really or a get out of jail free card. You can’t fight with them because you HAVE known them your whole life and BECAUSE they ARE your oldest friends. But not your closest... AND NO that is NOT aimed at anyone, I happen to love all my friends, ESPECIALLY the old ones. And the new ones. It's just my general observation.

And I'm while on the matter of friends what the fucks up with everyone always stabbing each other in the back? And lying? Aren’t we all past the immaturity?

I always looked forward to getting older, thinking things would suddenly become easier. That everyone would stop being so god dam bitchy, selfish, insensitive and self centred. But truth is it just gets worse. Every day. And I can no longer ever see it ending. Until you’re dead that is. But even then I spose people would STILL bitch about you.

WHAT IS THE APPEAL OF BITCHING ABOUT PEOPLE?

Is it to make yourself feel better?

Probably.

Or is it just for the fun of it?

Defiantly.

Is it because you have nothing better to do with your time?

I'd say so.

Or is it intentionally to make the person you’re bitching about feel like shit?

Maybe.

I'm sick of it.

And NO I'm not saying I'm perfect and don’t bitch, because I am sooooooooooo far off perfect it's not over the next hill, or the one after, or the one after that. I'd say I'm around a gazillion light years away from it.

But I would however like to say this.
A) If your bothering to actually read my blog then cool beans, power to you, sorry if I offend.

And

B) Okay everything you say or do towards people can have a greater impact then you could ever imagine! People may seem tough, like their handling it but most of the time their not. Knowing you being bitched about is the worst feeling ever and sure people say I don’t care they can think what they want but truly if you don’t care then your not human. Because it hurts. It really does.

And just the simplest of insults can send someone over the edge okay? Whether they are stable or not or have just had enough.

PEOPLE BITCHING IS A SERIOUS PROBLEM. People KILL themselves over it okay? People cut themselves over it. People feel like shit because of it. People develop problems over it.

How does that make you feel? HOW would u feel if you bitched about someone and they found out and they killed themselves? Huh? Or even hurt themselves? Do you care? Or are you really that selfish that you wouldn’t?

So the next time you open you mouth to bag someone’s outfit out, or the way they look, or how 'ugly' they look, think about the effect it could have on that person? Okay?


Wow I have a feeling my blogs are just going to be full of ranting. =/

Till next time
-Kels xx-