MASQUERADE!

I'd always wanted to go to a masquearde but nobody had thrown one so guess what I did? I threw one! Most of the people I invited didn't come because they either had tutor (pfft, nerds these days) or were not allowed to come. I laughed because some said that their parents wouldn't let them come to Mac Fields at such a late hour. hahahaha.

Anywho, the people who did come made by belated 16th birthday extremely awesome. I was kind of scared because I thought it would be really dead and nobody would dance. But as promised, Cleo and Durga... NOT TO MENTION RICHIE! started the party. It was so awesome - although it was cold, we had a 'picnic' outside in my backyard for dinner, we danced like crayzay and flaunted our gorgeous masks. One of my favourite parts of the party was when Kishani commanded me to go on my balcony and when I did, I saw everybody standing outside looking up at me singing happy birthday. If my neighbours decide to stab me I'll blame it on you guys :) But regardless of my neighbours' annoyance, I must say, you guys sure know how to make a girl feel special.

Thank you to all of you who came. I had a really great time and I hope you guys did too. Thank you for all your awesome presents and to those of you who I invited but decided not to come, you missed out on a pretty great party :) ... well, in my opinion.

*sighs* ah well, time to go back to attempting to concentrate on English.

Adios amigos!

-thelazydreamer

My dear friends :)

 My friends have so much confidence in me. Even when I am at my lowest and am doubting myself , they're always trying to cheer me up. They have this lovely mind set that I am very smart and will be able to fulfill whatever dreams I have. An example of this is writing. Most people I know are now aware that my greatest dream is to become a published author. Even though the chances of my becoming an author are extremely tiny, they believe that one day I'll be a hugely famous writer. They are already arguing about who gets the dedication of my first book. Today Rekha said, "You can become an author and then go on Sunrise." I found that pretty random, but still, it shows that she believes that one day I'll make it.

They are always telling me that I am a very good writer, even when I don't believe it myself. They're the kind of friends I need around me right now :)
Well, a very mushy sort of post, but it has a lot of truth in it.

I shall leave you with a random picture...

- thelazydreamer.

Day 5 of challenge : Qualities I believe are necessary in a relationship

Hey guys, here's day 5 of the challenge. Yes, I know I'm not posting everyday, as I'm supposed to in this challenge.

So what is meant exactly by a relationship? I'm just going to focus on the main two I can think of - boyfriend/girlfriend and just friends.

In a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, I think you should be able to rant to each other whenever you want to, about whatever you want to rant about, without the other person making a billion false assumptions about you. I think that the couple should be able to discuss the deepest feelings of their hearts, no matter how dangerous, yet know that they don't have to tell each other every single detail of their loves. I think that they should be able to make each other laugh. Too often these days do I see what I like to call 'make-believe' couples, who claim they are 'going-out' yet to actually see them talking to each other is a rare phenomenon. And the two only end up getting hurt when they finally realise that they're in the relationship for the wrong reason. I'm hardly the right person to be talking about relationships, though.

In a good, solid friendship, all the above things should be there. The friends should be able to discuss anything they want with each other. They need to have the same mentality and appreciate the same values. I know this may seem kind of unrealistic but unless the two friends have the same values, they're only going to start irritating each other. For example, if one of the friends loves their parents to bits yet the other frequently swears at their parents, then obviously they're going to disagree. The friends should always be able to call each other for a shoulder to lean on. They should always be there to rely each other, even in the worst of moments.

- thelazydreamer.

Kumaaa's 16th!

Hello there everyone :) I'm in an extremely good mood right now! I just got back from one of my best friend's 16th birthday party, which she held at Rashay's. Since I'm so happy right now, I decided I better write about it while the memories are... fresh?

So we sat down to our appetiser (which Monica mistook for the main course) which was this dry pizza-ish thing. We all attempted to dig in to it with knives and forks, but ended up using our fingers like real curries :) Oh, Marija and Richie and Charis decided to be curry for a while too. Monica freaked me out by munching on this horrific looking baby octopus (I DESPISE SEAFOOD, except maybe prawns and certain fish) and  I made a fool of myself trying to eat pasta.

Us gaaals dashed to the bathroom to check our hair (well I watched people fix their hair) and at the last moment, KRISHNA CHARGED INTO THE GIRLS BATHROOM, AND YES THEIRE IS PHOTOGRAPHIC EVIDENCE, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. Ah Krishna, you know, sometimes I worry about you.

We ran around Rashay's like 'hooligans', attracting attention because of our insanely loud laughter and chatter. Mostly laughter. Everyone looked absolutely gorgeous. Richie was all suited up :D and Charis wore a dress for the first time, I think, and she looked beautiful. We took sooo many photos its crazy. Everywhere I looked there were camera flashes. When I blink I still see outrageously bright lights.

Chantelle, the birthday girl, looked incredible. It was pretty funny watching her fail at blowing out candles. It's scary to think that one of our friends has already turned 16. Is 16 really such a significant age? For me, it is. To me anything under 15 seems really young and 16 signifies 'maturity', so to speak. Thank you, Chantelle, for such an incredible night. I have realised tonight that I really love this bunch of friends :) I hope you're granted with happiness for the rest of your life. Being the kind of wonderful person you are, you deserve it.

Enough of this mushiness.

Tonight was fun :) Can't wait for the next 16th party!

- thelazydreamer

Still a Stranger?

I posted this on my Tumblr as well.


“With every sun that sets I am feeling more like a stranger on a foreign shore.”

This lyric from Death Cab for Cutie got me thinking and, uh, a little emotional.

I recently moved cities from where I lived for 7 years of my life. And now that I’m here, there’s plenty of things that I’m happy about and grateful for. But everytime I think about all the people I’ve left behind and all the memories that are slowly but surely fading away, I get this hollow feeling inside of me.

I remember my last day of school at YSHS. I was made to feel pretty special :) I took a billion and one stupid photos with my friends and that final hour of school was like an impending doom or something. I remember trying not to break into tears as all my friends started crying around me.

Obviously, I gave in to those tears in the end.

It makes me sad that I don’t see my friends everyday and I don’t hear their voices everyday either. In this age where loooong phone calls have been replaced by meaningless emoticons and abbreviations like ‘ILY’, it’s not possible to talk to my friends everyday. I don’t go on MSN very often because of my busy lifestyle. Sometimes I wish I was a teenager 10 years ago or something. It seems like life would’ve been more… real.

So sometimes when I’m sitting at school, I get this feeling of being a ‘stranger’. Those moments come so randomly and are triggered by the smallest of things, but when they do happen I feel sort of horrible. I miss my home city more than ever in those moments. I guess every new person gets these feelings, this nostalgia and homesickness, but it’s really painful sometimes.

But I am happy to have met these awesome people here and there are definitely things here that I didn’t have in the past. I just hope this homesickness passes soon.

- thelazydreamer.

R-E-S-P-E-C-T .. find out what it means to me!

*nervous laughter* aha... well, yes, Richie... I know I said I'd post today.. well, I said that yesterday. And the day before that. But hey, I'm posting now! And I figured now that someone other than me is reading this blog, I might as well put up less retarded posts.

So here goes.

*clears throat*

So in pyschology our first unit is personality. I'm really bad at remembering facts, so I'm not sure who came up with this theory but SOME GUY suggested that a person has three types of traits: cardinal traits, central traits and secondary traits. I'm not going to give you a psychology lesson or anything but basically, central traits are those that most people around you can see, such as moody, outgoing or bubbly. Secondary traits are kind of superficial and are very subject to change, such as your taste in music or favourite colour. Cardinal traits however, can only be found by digging deeper into one's personality, and often only the person themself can find their cardinal trait. Even then, it's difficult.

My central traits are kind of shy, reserved, not quite outgoing but not a social reject either (I hope!) and ambitious. My secondary traits - my favourite colour's PURPLE!, my favourite bands are Paramore, The Script and Muse, and I like to read. My cardinal trait?

I think my cardinal trait is to gain the respect of people who I respect, and not to lose that respect.

You know, now that I think about it I realise that everything I do is to hold the respect of people. Whether that be my parents or my friends, I'm always trying to be a person who other people can respect. Is that a good thing? Is it a bad thing? I think it is both good and bad. I mean, sure it's good that I'm trying to please people, but does that mean that I'm acting like somebody that I'm not?

I've been trying to please my parents all my life. I am held back from getting red streaks in my hair or being a bimbo firstly, because that's just not me, der, and secondly because I don't want them to look down on me. Just recently, my parents have been a major factor for quite a big decision that, well, they didn't even know about.

I've found this great group of friends of school that I think everyone wants to find, but a lot of people often don't. The greatest thing about these friends is that I respect them, more than anything. I have had friends before without respecting them, and I think those friendships are the ones that don't quite make it through to the end. But the people I have met over the past six months (I'm not saying my Brisbane friend's aren't respectable) are truly amazing. They are each quirky in their own way and jeez louise, EVERY ONE OF THEM IS SO FREAKING SMART IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY.

Anyway. As I was saying. One of my greatest fears is doing something that these great friends of mine will hear about and go, "Oh my gosh, what kind of a person would do that?" I don't ever want my parents to look at me and wonder how they have raised a daughter like that. I'm not a goody two shoes, but I am extremely self conscious and a lot of the time, do things for the sake of others. A lot of the time, I find myself adapting my personality somehow for people to... not like me, but to see me as their equal, or even look up to me. Is this good? I don't know.

So yeah, my cardinal trait: GAINING AND KEEPING THE RESPECT OF OTHERS.

What's yours? What's your driving force behind every action?

Z.