May 13, 2012
I joined Inkpop (now Figment. Remember, my name is "BarbieGirlLiana" (on WATTPAD). I can't tell you my Figment name yet.

May 13, 2012
Nobody is reading or commenting, not even a "Hey" on my page. Booksie is losing it's niche--well, a lack of friends makes me feel that way...

May 12, 2012
So obsessed with Twitter now. I love tweeting to Angel. Love her! Disters for liiife.

May 10, 2012
The debate was so much fun! I won't lie, T aren't the best debaters--but they are my favourite team. I met this guy, muchhh older, the son of my parents' old friends. We used to party until the wee hours of the morning at their house, actually, and I recognized him. T lost one girl, and now they've got this newbie. I adore T's team--they're friendly and sweet and the new guy is tall, with braces, funny (he sounds like that dude in Ugly Betty--Hilda's son!!!!) and so were the usuals. The thing is, they were vs P's house, and P won!!!! Ms Q was adjudicating (no, it was not biased. Though we were joking about it....) and she realised why we lost: T's team have such lovely voices. Heck, their rebuttal is some American! So, soon, it becomes a contest of who SOUNDS better, rather than their info. So P won. I made this stellar friend in P, let's call her Quinn. She's really friendly, and walked around me and I introduced her to T, and we just talked and it was lovely. Then we parted ways and I got her number. Sadly, they aren't going to the quarter finals because they forfeited the last debate (before this one)--and... we beat them. We ARE, though, coz we won the debate. The girl from H's team (we were vs them) got Best Speaker and even though Rochelle, Zee, Sindy--actually, basically the entire debating team--were laughing and imitating her saying, "The motion," in this black accent (don't take this the wrong way: Sindy, Zee and Lulu are black themselves. I love the way it's not considered racism if it's against your own race!) and I thought it quite an exaggerate performance and I did think she was the Best Speaker of her team. And all of us, seeing as Sindy and Zee speddd through their speeches: and, as Sindy walked off, she had this sexy swagger in it. I wrote notes for Ms Q, and she laughed about it. But Sindy was like, "I did?!" and we all like, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING?" coz I wondered if she was trying to flirt with the female adjudicators. It was actually a pretty calm ride back, with Angel upset with Kimmy (was she just "Kim" before?) and Rochelle because Kimmy said that Harry Styles would never love her to make her cry so that Ms Q would believe that we lost the debate. She knew we hadn't. Anyway, It's 4am and I've got a Zulu proj and some Maths to do. Maths! Mrs Raymond and me totally battled. I hate sitting there feeling helpless whenever she lays into me (I forgot my booklet at home, then found it in my Maths book...where I always put my Maths booklets!) so Mrs Raymond and I had a conversation across the classroom. Well, it wasn't meant to be a conversation--I wasn't meant to respond. So I wrote Protego on my hand and sat there, retorting with the truth. I was hoping somebody would say, "Hear hear," but my class--*snorts*. Anyway, in LO we were talking, and I said it sucked when a teacher hated you: so then the class laughed and Rachel said then comment like, "I wonder why." So I replied with, "I don't provoke her on purpose!" and walked off because the bell had rung. Honestly, it's over. Though the other day when I asked why she gave me the booklist, she said, "It was your birthday." So I probed further and she sighed like I was a tiresome baby on her case and said, "So we'd have something in common." But I don't think we shall ever talk. Anyway, after the battle of tongues during Maths, she made me stay in (it was break) so that we could have a private conversation. She was surprisingly relaxed, having threatened to call my mommy before. Next time she lays into me, I'mma whip out my paintbrush and yell, "PROTEGO!" I was so peeved off during class I wrote a paragraph in which Danielle commits suicide. She just gets into a lovely hawt bath, Lil Wayne music is playing, then she doesn't slit her wrists--she cuts the vein the length of her arm (coz I read that that's MUCH faster in this article about suicide!) and they she lay back to die. The end. I shall post it up here after I type it out. Anyway, after I while i began pressing my cold hands to my temples and forehead and she was like, "What?" and I was like, "You're giving me a headache." and then she was like, "I'M giving you a headache?" so they I said, "I'm getting a headache." So then two matrics walked in and Mrs Raymond was all, "Guess what? I'm giving her a headache." and they were like, "Are you yelling?" and she was like, "No." So then after that she let me go, so I went to the bathroom because suddenly I had a few hot tears to wipe away, then I went to the debating meeting. Nobody from my class asked about it, luckily. I was talking at the speed of light this morning when talking to Zoe about debating, and she barely understood a word. At one point, I was going crazee because we didn't have a burden of proof, and Sindy said, "We're opposition." *whew* No debating during exams. I should probably start studying. Anyway, it felt good to do this. Love xoxo

May 9, 2012
Sup. Long time no see. Ooh the exams!! And Debating. OMG, if we don't win the debate today, we are toast. Plus, the teacher (we love her so much, we are all "disters"--debating sisters--and we are her "d'daughters" [we're working on it!]--debating daughters--and she is our dommy. I take that back. Just mommy. Anyway, only Angel (she was the girl who cried with me when we lost the debate. I love her now, she's absolutely darling and a One Directioner. We were listening to one of their songs and she was like, "Louis usually starts--now it's Harry. Now it's Zayn. Now it's Niall. Now it's Liam. Now it's altogether." and I see how one might find that irritating but I found it cute :P She's just ditzy that way. I swear, we were talking about 1D and some girl was like, "Is he the one with the curly hair?" and Angel and I SHRIEKED, "THAT'S HARRY!" Like obsessed fools. I'm totally not. :D But our fave is both Harry, so yeah. Plus they were afraid to look up the pics of his nipples, so I did it and showed them. The second pair are teeny. Rochelle said they didn't really count. Idk. *shrugs* Anyway, i really, really like Zee. I was having all these problems. Like, i missed Rachel. But then I had this dream--in the dream, I was with Rachel, but people gathered around and she began insulting me even though I was right there. The experience was very distressing and made me realise that perhaps we shouldn't be friends. I was planning on watching the school play (my school is all-girls'. I meant the school play of the all-boys' version of my skwl. I referred to them as W before, coz they vs T.) with Rochelle but then Rachel wanted to come with her lil sis and I thought she wouldn't want me to come so I tried to bring it up but she got confused and asked why I was talking to her after so long. But then Rochelle decided to just buy tickets to go with her sis (she was always coming along) but she bought for the Saturday. So Zee and I followed her sis to buy tickets, and had crazy fun (she thought it was funny--the thing is was being really genuine!!!!!!) buying tickets. Then I said, "Hey, can I go with you?" and she was like, "Well duh." So now me, her and my mom are all going. Anyway, when we got back, it was mentioned and Rochelle was like, "You're going together?" and I was like (casual), "Yeah." So...yeah. And Sindy had forgotten her money, otherwise I think we'd have alll gone together. I'm not saying that in a bad way, I love her and all but yeah. Anyway, Zee's back brace broke (she didn't replace it after 6months) and it's sore for her to walk, so I carried her file and pencil case (granted--they're light. But I couldn't shout, "GIMME YOUR BAG!" or something to that effect. I don't think she realised what I was doing, but she let me get on with it, coz I wanted to do it) but yeah. And Jody said the weirdest thing about me tryna replace her! She was joking, but that's Jody-style. I've learnt that sometimes a joke is the way of getting a really personal feeling out there. So I told her no one could everrr replace her....and didn't mention that Zee has touched my hair to fix it, as that was Jody's job. (does she expect me to go around with messed up hair coz she's gone? Ugh, I don't know what to say) Anyway, I DID want to be Zee's friend before, but Rochelle got in the way (Zee and I were texting on BBM, and in the morning from her convo with Rochelle I realised that Rochelle was busy and couldn't talk: so I was like some second choice) and then Sindy (...) so whatever. Anyway, I carried her file down and put them down where they originally were, next to Kimmy, but then Zee got up, joked about breaking through the "barriers" and sat next to me in the front. The thing is, Zee thought I hated her (no. I just couldn't be around her at certain times--times involving Rochelle and Rachel......which was often, so if I was a tad bit mean to Rochelle, like I didn't want to hang out with them, Zee would think, "It's my fault." Anyway, she says a lot of people hated her because they were jealous. Plus apparently a lot of her friends didn't really like her, so she's used to it. Like, once she asked me at break. So I was like, "No, I'm using you for your money. Really? You can't ask this kinda question." So we ended up being each other, and she gave me this THICK, BROKEN English, black accent (I thought it was v funny, but the most inaccurate perception of me possible) and I just acted all "attitude" and we were both like, "I DONT ACT THAT WAY."--coz we totally didn't. :D It was priceless though. So, yeah. But then Angel brought up the Pinging Game (I could ask her a q, so I asked who she liked least in debating. She refused the answer, then asked me the question and I refused to answer) and suddenly people in Debating were asking me who I disliked. Sindy brought up last year in such a way that nobody else noticed (she knows I don't hate her anymore...on that topic Kodi is gonna be in the school play and Sindy's going and she can't wait to see him and she's going to say hi and she hasn't seen him in month though they do text) and Zee asked and so did Rochelle and a few others. And Zee was like, "If you don't like me, just whisper it into my ear." So I got up and walked towards her and everyone like like :P and i was like, "What?!" But I was realllyyyy verryyyy miserable and I emailed Jody a tiny paragraph during Ap Tech and Zee was asking me what was wrong during first break and I was just all, "Nothing," and she was like, "You don't like me." So that was how the topic was brought up. She also said if I have a problem with her I should tell her, but like yeah. I don't. I'm beginning to wonder whether I subconsciously plan debating meetings during break (i told Ms Q, the debating teacher, our mommy that we were hopeless and she booked both breaks, but didn't show up first break. No fear, we are like family and made a plan. Funny, when the choir mistress doesn't show up for a meeting, Zee goes rage....Ms Q--it's ALRIGHT!) so that I don't have to keep myself busy. Being around Rachel not talking to her is trying. I'm following Rachel's booklist--there's a lot of Jaclyn Moriarty, and it's actually pretty good. I guess I'd just like Zee and I to be...I know this is stupid, but like more than friends....I love her. I'm not trying to replace Jody, but I need one really good, trust-worthy, dependable friend. Girls need someone like that in their lives. Also, the dream told me I'm over Kenneth. The other day, I saw Charlie, and I didn't realise it at first, coz my eyes glazed over him. Yep, totally over him, too. However, I know I'm straight--becoz I did a forum discussion (my first one!) the other day, and there was this hawt dude with brown hair and glasses <3. So yeah. So funny, actually. I loved D's team. We didn't win, but Rochelle got best chairperson. Sindy's been chosen for KZN debating, but we don't know if she's going through, through. Plus, there's also that spike of venom that comes into her voice whenever she talks about T, the school who unfairly beat us. Talk about a sore loser (I'm referring to our ENTIRE debating team here) Today, we ended up having a discussion concerning sex during debating!!! Like, it began with laughing about accents--about how somebody kept mispronouncing "faculty" during a speech and escalating to, "Sindy--haven't you noticed the poster of the penis and vagina on the faaar wall in Bio?" "No. *disturbed face*" So yeah. Gold. Anyway, our debating team had to vote for a second speaker--choosing from me, Zee and Angel. Our heads were down. Anyway, Zee and I tied and Ms Q is making us both write a speech. She says I'm stellar but i talk too fast. I told her I'd rather work on my language. I'd hate to go up there and say my 4:20 speech in 3min then lose us the debate. I gave it to Zee, but she said we must work together. Zee was standing there while Ms Q was showering me with compliments and i felt like a blessed fool and Zee was grinning and I was all :DDDDDD so yeah. I've written my speech. So yep. Today is the moment of truth. I really want Zee to like me. Currently she appears to, she thinks I'm funny (?--not the first person to, but I'm seldom intentionally funny. I just say what I'm thinking in correspondence to what we're discussing). Anyway, I missed this. I adore it. In 20 years, imma give my children the link to this site....--wait, perhaps my grandchildren. I can't tell my kids I considered murdering my parents. Peace xoxo

May 6, 2012
I wonder if some people regret posting certain stories online because they'd rather have published them, after seeing the amazing response they got online. I wonder if I should just delete Tom, Dick and Harry and try, well, publish it like originally planned. Suppose Joanne was impatient and HP and the Philosopher's Stone was published ONLINE?! (OK, bad comparision. No one'll ever be as amazing as her) Still....... Kayleigh's gone home! Aw. Imma miss her. x

May 5, 2012
I wonder if I got Kenneth's BBM PIN from Rochelle (I couldn't bear to ask Jody! And Latoya doesn't have him), if he'd accept my request..... x Nope. SO not going there. But now I'm writing a story about him on my fone! Like, so I can think about him even when I'm NOT alone! Dammnnnn.

May 3, 2012
Ohmiword, hello. Life is just-- Aargh. I am so cruel to Rochelle and it's not her fault. Today, we both went to a forum discussion and we talked. I didn't explain that the reason I hated her was because Rachel and I were no longer soul mates, but now they were. Instead I called her controlling, she claimed that it wasn't her fault, and I stopped being frosty towards her. She tends to be really forgiving, considering how rude I've been towards her this year. I told Sindy about the time at Youth (when Rochelle told me she was going outside and asked if I'd like to come, and I replied with, "I'm not your handbag.") and she thought it was hilarious. It's nice being okayish friends with her, but she likes Zee soooo much more, and vice versa. They talk together and laugh. The thing is, I'm so boring. Even when I'm with Zoe in the morning, we don't talk much. I don't really have much to say these days. So Sindy and I are kinda quiet. Around Zee, she's illuminated. So they're, like, bosom buddies. I'm an aloof hanger-on. Whatever. Feeling so miserable. Kayleigh keeps my spirits up--she's young. Whenever she cries, I envy her. Life was so much easier when you used to cry about having no juice before bedtime. On Rachel's booklist, has a lot of "Jaclyn Moriarty" on it. Rachel's written poems about Rochelle and Zee, talking about how they are, how other people see them--etc. I haven't seen them, but they don't exactly whisper when they're around me. It pains me that I talk to Rochelle more than Rachel. When we talked, I explained that she shouldn't feel offended when I'm mean to her, because she's not the target--she's just in the way. She asked in the way of what, but I just made a joke and brushed it off. Anyway, so I don't really feel like hanging around with Sindy OR Zee anymore, so like whatever. I've just realised why I liked debating so much. 1. When you have nothing to do (ie no one to sit with) at break, you really don't mind having meetings all the time 2. I belong 3. I feel like part of a team 4. The teachers don't hate me 5. Everyone is all but forced to be nice (who'd be mean when you spend that much time together, working together?) 6. Debates are hectic!! BTW, Zee is quitting debating. I should really be doing my homework (when you have no social life or real friends, you might as well be a smart nerd) so I'll update soon. Jody and I are really working together on the story. We haven't begun yet, but we're both showing that we're dedicated. OHMIWORD. Rochelle showed me what Kenneth's bbm profile pic is. It's of him asleep on a couch, with a baby in his arms. ..... SOOOO CUTE. (the baby was ave looking, perhaps Kayleigh's age, a little older--I'm referring to him. He was soooo relaxed and calm and sweet and thoughtless and blissfully unaware) Anyway, everyone looks nice when they sleep. I considered asking someone to gimme him pin so that I could reinvite him (or I could get Kik, and invite him there!) but I *sniff* have more pride. Me, bowing down to KENNETH?! So not gonna happen. Still having day dreams of him asking me out. KENNETH: Do you wanna go out? ME: Have you been Confunded? KENNETH: What? ME: Imperiused? KENNETH: What?! ME: Kenneth, dear, do you think anyone has spiked your drink with Amortentia lately? KENNETH: You know what? Forget it! Some variations incl Latoya sitting next to me and talking, too. All I have to do is think about how horrid Kenneth was to me, and how he is not even that good looking, and the urges pass. Barely. Anyway, being me, a certain amount of time must be spent focussing on a male each day, so as to prove to myself that I am not, like, you know...changing or anything. Anyway, xoxo.

May 1, 2012
Ohmiworddd.... History is repeating itself. I'm going MAD thinking about Kenneth. I don't do it often--just before I shower, during my shower, after my shower, while I get dressed, whenever I'm alone during the day (this intensifies three hundred fold during weekends because I spend A LOT of time in the bathroom--just talking to myself about him to the mirror...normal stuff...) whenever I'm alone in my room...before bed, sometimes while I'm lying down in bed...when I wake up--and then the cycle restarts. I don't talk about him alll the time like I did with Charlie Tyburn (the love will never die...even now I'm still fond of him: he shall forever be the hottest guy in the grade. Suuure, he's in a new all-boys' school now, so perhaps there are hotter boyz, but I sure-as-hell haven't (never will) met them. I think about him whenever Taylor mentions him (they're friends. They go to youth together and are BBM friends...I deleted him off BBM because I was *accidentally* stalking his BBM profile. Pointless, he never updated his status--but at least I know he supports Arsenal and enjoys hockey)though I claim not to care and she (incl friends) think I hate him (coz I half-kind-don't do). I wrote the Tom, Dick, Harry story WAYYYY before I liked him! I wrote the I Do story because I've imagined being married to him twice.....(it never ends well!) and I wanted to get out all my thinking-about-him energy. I told Jody this and she commented on how that TOTALLY worked with Charlie. (to understand this, you must go read the many short stories----there are way more, unfinished and not published here-----about my love for Charlie....) So, yeah. Writing the play isn't helping. When I think of him, I'm also reminded of Kim. (Kim, KIM, why don't you like me?) Depressing, much? Plus, in the beginning of I Do, when Danni is talking about Kenneth, what she is talking about happened irl (in real life)---yep, I'm being so depro. Anyway, I heard from Taylor that he likes a girl from her old school (Taylor and I met at our high school, she's in my class, like Zee) and she found out and felt awkward and just left him hanging, so... Karma? Honestly, I feel bad for him. She found out, and just was like, "I gtg!" on BBM. I think she panicked. Latoya is in Jo'burg now. --Gone-- I feel worse than Rochelle. She didn't even get to see Latoya before she left. Trying to figure out what kind of birthday party to have. Zee suggested a foam party--but it doesn't really seem like my kind of thing... Any help? Peace x PS Not only that, but the song "Someone Like You" reminds me of him, and I've been imagining Harry Potteresque scenarios of us together! His school has hockey practice (he's an A-Team hockey player for KZN <3) on my school's astroturf, so I basically imagine-- KENNETH: Hey...Danielle... ME: Hey (surprised) KENNETH: Would you like to go out? ME: Kenneth--have you been Confunded? Just-just whatever. I'mma go home and ask Rachel to cast Obliviate on me. KENNETH: But you have to go out with me. ME: You're more cocksure than Draco with Pansy. Why exactly? KENNETH: I spiked your drink with Amortentia (smiles) ME: (smiles) Then I guess I do have to say yes. [role-play over] The reason this is so sweet is because I'm positive Kenneth hasn't read Harry Potter (he's not the type to...and if he's not the type to, he shouldn't be my type) and if he went to the trouble of familiarising himself with the spells (helped by Latoya, most likely. She'd like me to find love...though she is a devoted Kenneth-hater! As is Jody) it'd just show he loves me. I'd also like it if he sang Antonio's part from the Barbie as The Island Princess duet with Ro. ("Isn't she just amazing? Daring and bold and sure? Different from girls that I've met before...") Love that song. xoxo

May 1, 2012
Ohmiworddd.... History is repeating itself. I'm going MAD thinking about Kenneth. I don't do it often--just before I shower, during my shower, after my shower, while I get dressed, whenever I'm alone during the day (this intensifies three hundred fold during weekends because I spend A LOT of time in the bathroom--just talking to myself about him to the mirror...normal stuff...) whenever I'm alone in my room...before bed, sometimes while I'm lying down in bed...when I wake up--and then the cycle restarts. I don't talk about him alll the time like I did with Charlie Tyburn (the love will never die...even now I'm still fond of him: he shall forever be the hottest guy in the grade. Suuure, he's in a new all-boys' school now, so perhaps there are hotter boyz, but I sure-as-hell haven't (never will) met them. I think about him whenever Taylor mentions him (they're friends. They go to youth together and are BBM friends...I deleted him off BBM because I was *accidentally* stalking his BBM profile. Pointless, he never updated his status--but at least I know he supports Arsenal and enjoys hockey)though I claim not to care and she (incl friends) think I hate him (coz I half-kind-don't do). I wrote the Tom, Dick, Harry story WAYYYY before I liked him! I wrote the I Do story because I've imagined being married to him twice.....(it never ends well!) and I wanted to get out all my thinking-about-him energy. I told Jody this and she commented on how that TOTALLY worked with Charlie. (to understand this, you must go read the many short stories----there are way more, unfinished and not published here-----about my love for Charlie....) So, yeah. Writing the play isn't helping. When I think of him, I'm also reminded of Kim. (Kim, KIM, why don't you like me?) Depressing, much? Plus, in the beginning of I Do, when Danni is talking about Kenneth, what she is talking about happened irl (in real life)---yep, I'm being so depro. Anyway, I heard from Taylor that he likes a girl from her old school (Taylor and I met at our high school, she's in my class, like Zee) and she found out and felt awkward and just left him hanging, so... Karma? Honestly, I feel bad for him. She found out, and just was like, "I gtg!" on BBM. I think she panicked. Latoya is in Jo'burg now. --Gone-- I feel worse than Rochelle. She didn't even get to see Latoya before she left. Trying to figure out what kind of birthday party to have. Zee suggested a foam party--but it doesn't really seem like my kind of thing... Any help? Peace x

May 1, 2012
I'm considering taking reading requests, then putting up a list of the books I am reading on my profile, like I've seen a few others do. I'm updating again. Finally.

Apr 30, 2012
Ohmigosh. I seriously never saw this happening, but Zee is reading this! AND SHE KNOWS SHE'S ZEE! Thank heavens I haven't written anything bad about her (not that I would, but sometimes I am really honest when I think nobody's listening). If Rochelle found this page........damn. Especially since there's been a lot of self-discovery here. I should write my own blog. Nobody reads this anyway. Kayleigh, my darling granddaughter (I'm her mother's Mai Nini, so I'm her mbuya...if you're Zimbabwean, you'll get it) is two now (I've known her since she was in the womb. Her mother stayed with us for a while. I met Kayleigh when she was still a newborn and it's weird knowing someone for so long, and seeing them grow... I've just realised that things might be a little awkward for me and Zee on Wednesday--if she reads everything I wrote on the 27 April about Rochelle. Ooooops. :D Damn.

Apr 30, 2012
I've been debating over this for a while...and I've finally decided to do it. I am going to publish this really long book I was writing, then stopped. Perhaps posting it will give me a drive to continue. Also, I shall continue writing the story JDP: Dave? IDTS eventually. I'm just a bit stuck.... Time to go read When Lightning Strikes!!! <3 Love that author. How do I create a competition? I'd LOVE to do one!!!!!! Latoya, Jody and I could judge..... I've finally met ANOTHER South African on this site. What, are there only three of us?! PS Also--:D You have to read Skinny Love by Skinny Love (Nothing to do with Bon Iver, of course :P) xoxo

Apr 29, 2012
I know I should update rather than keeping putting up "new" news, but whatever. My dearest Latoya is here *hugging emoticon* and it's so surreal being near her, knowing that she'll be taken away from me so soon-- She's her normal polite, laughing self, and I'll miss her ever so much! On another note, Jody and I are finally getting serious about the story. We've got some stellar ideas, and this is, doubtless, going to be a really stellar book. I must dedicate it to Jo Rowling--she inspired me! <3 The Magic Lives On Forever. Vault seven hundred and thirteen x

Apr 29, 2012
Ohmiword. I really want to update, but you can't add Chapters to a Script (well, scenes). I'll just post it as a novel, because I really want to publish something and we can't wait another month for me to complete it. Peace xxxxxx

Apr 29, 2012
Jody called me up at 5am (my mom was all, "AT THIS TIME?!) and we talked for 57min--she wished me Happy Birthday and I was all, :'D, because I'd been awake much earlier hoping she would call me at midnight. (Wouldn't it be cool? "Hey--you've been 89 years old for exactly a minute!! Wheeeeee!!!") It was so sweet. And I got all these other Happy Birthday messages from my classmates, and all. I feel so loved, but wish Jody was here to celebrate with me. I'll be uploading something today, because I haven't uploaded anything is AGES. Jody saw it: a play I'm writing about some guy I DO NOT fancy (anymore) but still think about constantly. So I am redirecting my energy. Jody doesn't think it'll work. I tried redirecting my energy into writing when I fancied Charlie Tyburn---and that's basically the reason why I have so many short stories including his character and mine. So very sad. If I start writing loads of short stories about Kenneth Mashaba (Latoya and I used to HATE Kenneth, she still does, so we named him after the villian in Generations! KM has left Generations, now, but his memory lives on) please comment calling me an idiot. Thank-you xxxxxx <3

Apr 28, 2012
If I see (see--coz I don't read them) one more One Direction fan fiction on Wattpad, I shall hunt those One Directioners (you must admit; it's a cool fan name. I mean, Nicki Minaj and her "Barbz" is just shameful to all of us who love Barbie. Particularly Ro, and Liana and Alexa.) and keel them. What happened to good Harry Potter fan fics? Really?!

Apr 27, 2012
I feel like such an evil cow. I just don't think I'll ever comment on anything ever again, if I don't think before I type.

Apr 27, 2012
It's been a long time..... I love Booksie; I used to prefer Quizazz but I honestly haven't been there in a while. I don't go on Wattpad at all (whatever) and I'm just kinda living life. I didn't do so well on my report card (I'm still in the A-class, sure, and I didn't come last or anything; but...ugh!) and the exams are going to squash me and at Parents' Evening my EMS teacher told my mom I hadn't a clue what I was doing in the exam (honestly: I didn't) and I'm scared now because apparently NOBODY gets 90% in English; and I was kinda hoping on scoring 94% but all I got was 86% (aaaarggghhh!!!!!!!!!!!!) My Maths mark stayed constant (oh, lovely!) while, apparently, most people's Maths marks went from 90's to 70's (hawu). It was the first test. If I had a clue what I was doing, I would've scored much higher. I have no impulse to write anymore! I think I've outgrown Danielle (smile) but, yeah... Added to that, my other bestie, Latoya, is moving. Yep, Jody moved, and now Latoya's leaving me, too. Doubled with the fact that I've "outgrown" Rachel, life just... And I was bitter towards Rochelle for "stealing" Latoya and Rachel from me (Rachel & Rochelle= BFFS now. For all those who have read Northern Lights, Rachel is basically Rochelle's daemon) but then they both got me birthday gifts (they won't see me on my birthday, so I got them early) and I hadn't expected anything--Rochelle got me a bar of chocolate, and Rachel 13 pages of books she recommends. I'm not joking. It's was unusual, but I love reading and the comment she made when she told me to read 3 Willows was touching...(she gave an explanation about what the book would be like; the genre, how it would impact me--it all very personal and touching...especially seeing as I didn't even think she'd remember it--I forgot it, myself!) I almost cried when Rochelle handed me the gift, and realised that I'd been being a cruel person to her, and that I should ease up. So I like her, now, geniunely, and it seems that not all hope is lost with Rachel. Perhaps we can be friends, at best. I'm writing a supernatural story, my first, incorporating French and Latin, and thinking of Harry Potter all the way. I am writing it with Jody, but I'm starting to think that that might be a tad bit difficult; so I shall start anyway and see where it leads us both. I've been living in a fantasy world for so long, but it turns out my Maths teacher doesn't hate me and I should probably try studying if I want my colours, and (many) A's in Matric. (Most people would think I'm too young to be thinking about things like that, but my parents talk about it a lot; plus, I've got my babies' names down!) Just need a husband to train. Thinking about doing Tyra Banks for my My Icon oral. Hey, I do love America's Next Top Model! Anyway, loads of love. And when you think there's no hope, make some... PS Book recommendation: Northern Lights--Philip Pullman. Looking for: fantasy. It's stellar. Rachel pushed me to read it and I thought it was boring, so I ended up restarting it 3 times, but when I finally stuck it through, it was amazing! xoxo

Apr 21, 2012
I joined Wattpad! I still have more stories up here, though, so don't go rushing to that account. My name is BarbieGirlLiana (kill me) so yeah. Peace xoxo

Apr 19, 2012
OK, I removed the dodgy pictures. But now it looks like I idolize Eminem... Whatever, he's stellar, and that's doubtless. Did anybody see this on Twitter? 2011: Baby you light up my world like nobody else. 1836: Infant, thee enliven thy globe like no other. I know. I told my debating teacher, but she just frowned and corrected it to-- Infant, thou radiate thou globe unmatchedly. She is an English teacher. I presented my debate and was a mess the first time (I speak quickly, you see) but the second time I was kinda OK, and then two other people spoke but the girl who went after me was really disorganised (her speech wasn't structured yet, but I don't care to gossip) and the girl after her is new, but has already received a compliment and her speech was too funny. She said Juliet (of Romeo and Juliet) had multiple sexual partners by the time she was fifteen....and that we couldn't send younger students (you know how some people are a year younger, or failed and are a year older) out the class because they were about to talk about, "Steamy moments," and we all just burst out laughing. However, I found out today the girl who said her speech when I'd left was Second Speaker...ah, sadddd. But when I heard her speech, it was better--and she's a newbie, but a good speaker, and an amazingly funny person. I'll refer to her a lot, so let's call her Zee. The debate was today and we, sadly, lost it. On home ground. On the day when EVERYONE decided to watch (because we were hosting). Oh, gosh. Sienna and Paula were shocked when they saw me talking to the high school boys' teams. SIENNA: What were you talking to them about?! ME: Stuff...'are you prop or opp?', 'who are you vs?', 'do you think you'll win?' you know. I cannot talk to boys, but I love talking about Debating and can do it for agessss on end. The adjudicators were rubbish. I'm not a sore loser--I thinj T's house (we were vs them--remember, I watched their senior debators. T's Senior Rebuttal's lil sis was debating, as rebuttal herself) is sooo nice; I'm on a first name basis with them and they are simply darling, but, oh good heavens! They said Macbeth was relatable and had no fantasy about it, and I was like, "Yeah, coz witches are real!" in my head. The male adjudicator was a History teacher and already knew the T's house (it changed, so he only knew one. However, T's Senior 1st Speaker came to watch, so he spoke to her as well...???) and was saying they'd progressed and I was like, "Oh, gosh." Then he just agreed with the old bat next to him who was an English teacher. It was biased, our teacher agreed. I swear, if they'd won fairly, I'd have cried (I did cry, but this other girl in my debating team cried even more and it was her birthday--we were both in pain. Our team has, thus far, been unbeatable) and shrugged--but, eh. And, honestly, Rochelle wasn't performing. They were badgering her with POI's, our 2nd speaker, Zee, ran out of time--and they said that our first speaker, Sindy, was the best speaker with a sexy voice. Then he turned away and said a speaker in T's speaker was Best Speaker. We were all like, ???? But I must admit, Sindy badly answered the POI, Rochelle was badgered and was off the ball. They asked her something, and Sindy smirked, Zee smirked, I looked smug--we had covered it; our teacher is amazing. But Rochelle totally said something else and we were all just....ah, we knew it. At least our Juniors won. We weren't totally shamed. I am totally marrying a debator. Plus, the teacher said I'm improving. I just need to get over my little...talking fast problem. Afterwards, Sindy, Zee and I had a DMC (deep meaningful conversation) that included soooooo much laughing, Sindy began tearing up. Zee laughs a lot anyway, so, yeah. Zee is always saying I'm funny and Sindy, in her polite way, called me "delightful." But I knew she was taking the mickey. ;-) xoxo

Apr 14, 2012
I totally funked up my My Profile page with all these snazzy, personal, lovely pictures... But I can only see one: Eminem. Damn.

Apr 14, 2012
Perhaps I was a bit harsh on my father. Yesterday, I think he was trying to extend an olive branch and I stubbornly threw it back at him....I was feeling awful, and I think I'm going to make the effort. I found my blazer. My LO Gui teacher gave me hell for it. "How do you lose a blazer for six weeks and not look for it?" Apparently I left it in her class. I wish I'd left it in a class I go to often, like English, or Afrikaans. I was so surprised to see so many comments! (not HERE, on my written works) I updated one story, then when I was about to update another; Google Chrome began partying then just become unresponsive. Whatever. Yesterday, a debate was held at my school, for the seniors, and I watched two amazing houses verse each other. It was EPIC. (OK, let's call one school W--an all boy school--and the other T--a co-ed school) W's Rebuttal kept making faces whenever T spoke! Once, W's 1st speaker stood up for a POI and Rebuttal waved him down--so he sat down! My word. And T's Rebuttal was saying, "Hear hear!" as T's 1st speaker spoke. W's 1st speaker kept saying, "Um...um...um..." and one guy kept saying, "Ladies and gentlemen!" The highlight of the afternoon was when T's female Rebuttal (who won Best Speaker) drank from bottle, then T's male 2nd speaker picked it up and drank and the girl sitting next to me and I went wild, battling over my exam pad (no talking! So we were writing notes) so that we could talk. I grabbed my red fine liner and drew a heart. I totally knew they were together. T's Rebuttal and 2nd speaker, I mean. When they spoke, their heads were together and they just fit. Lucky, T's 2nd speaker was *hawt*. T's Rebuttal kept fiddling with her hair, though... Afterwards, T's 2nd speaker said that he fancied the facial expressions of the the girl sitting on the other side of my friend and I was like, "Awehhhh......" coz all our faces were just too animate during that debate. W were saying things like, "Fo shame!" the entire way through, and "Sit down!" but APPARENTLY that's allowed! At one point, I'm almost POSITIVE that one W muttered, "Rubbish..." The motion was about curbing immigration or something of the sort....that kind of thing. W's Rebuttal is an immigrant, I found out, from America! That explained the amazing accent she had. Plus, she was just kind of really really pretty. <3 Debating. Now, all I've got to do is wait for the Choir Practice on Monday. :D Have stellar weekends! xoxoxoxoxoxo

Apr 12, 2012
I've no idea why, but I feel amazing. After a sick episode, you really appreciate your health. Oh, and school was just....LOVELY. I was battling with the Maths and sat there doing nothing because the Maths teacher hates me and just brushes me off whenever I go near her. She was wearing a black headscarf and this long, baggy black blouse and pants yesterday, and it was a WONDER I didn't whisper, "Severus Snape....Severus Snape...." coz in my head I was. The thing is, I admire, empathise and pity Prof. Snape. I hate this woman. Damn. You'd think I'd be used to it, last year, alllll my teachers hated me; but I was hoping for a fresh start. Maths was going to be my best subject. Now....aaarrgghhh. I can't even access BBM to ask the girls from my class.......... I hate, hate, hate Blackberrys. I PROMISE you, my Nokia didn't give me HALF the trouble my Blackberry has. So, I blanked on my Maths homework and here I am... So frustrated. Plus we've got a test on Monday and I've no clueeee what I'm going to dooo!!! Kill me now. Plus, my dad is acting like T.Ray from The Secret Life Of Bees (finally finished that bookkk. Stellar <3). I never quote people (don't want to get it wrong) but he said at supper yesterday that he was going to hit me, hit me so hard I could run to Social Services... TIP: Don't lose your blazer AND jersey before the 2nd Term. Even better, don't have a helper who will prattle on about EVERYTHING to your mother before you even have a chance to look! Our helper just went and tattled to my mother, and I'm like, "MYOB!!!" but she thinks it's perfectly alright. I'm just so frustrated. My fathers gets mad at me because I'm displaying all of his downfalls! He never listens to me (He's said that he doesn't have to: I'd disagree, but with a belt THAT close to you, you shut up. TRUST ME), and apparently, I have a response for everything. I'm really improving, too! I used to break my glasses all the time, but I went six months (and more) without breaking them, then I got a new pair and had them for a while before I----soooo unfaiiirrr----broke THEM. It wasn't carelessness like the last time though, when I sat on them and lay down with them on: I took the glasses off, put them down. They must've fallen down because I ended up stepping on them again...... And that was unfair. But all my father brought up this morning were how I had broken every pair, more than once, save one, how I am constantly losing my things etc etc... But, HELLO, they can't possibly expect me to be responsible coz of THEIR example! My mother once forgot me at Virgin Active Gym. I was there from the morning, 11am, I think, until around 6pm...7, maybe. It was dark. A friend of hers walked past me and offered me a lift. When I got home, all my mom said was, "How did you get home?" Plus, she's forgetful. And BOTH my parents are tooooo hypocritical for words! Apparently my brother never lost his blazer, but I was unaware that when we were born we were meant to have the same "Never Lose Blazer" Trait. This isn't SIMS!!! I keep resisting the urge to offer them some poisoned tea. xoxo

Apr 11, 2012
Can't say my first day wasn't eventful. The day's proceedings: 1. I felt nauseous. 2. I vomited in Maths 3. I went home. The end. Lovely. I returned to school today (that happened yesterday) and suddenly, all these SLY remarks were being made about me! Honestly, I found them too funny. I love the sense of humour that comes out when one is ill, don't you? Oh, I hate it when I meet amazing writers on Booksie and all I want to do is email them and talkkkk and tallkkk and tallkkkk (eh, I've ended up reading loads of lesbian love stories these days. Trust me, I've found they're better when they're written by someone who is actually a lesbian. I imagine that if I tried, it'd come out quite pathetic and insulting) but I can't! I swear, I've restricted myself from posting, "I'd like to be your best friend! You are a GENIUS," on some people's pages... Sad, huh? Can't we alll be open to chatting?! PLEASE? My neck is killing me. Luckily, the Maths this term is alright. But if they slip some scientific notation/exponential notation into the exam, I am going to be so screwed!!!! Talk about ruining my pretty good Maths average in ONE go. And, NO, I cannot ask for help. The teacher hates me. She was peeved I came to school today. Also, what was with the "Are you OK?" questions?? "No, I'm not OK. I just dragged my sorry ass here 'coz I love school." I'm breathing, I look OK, I'm not clutching my tummy and heaving; surely people could've concluded for themselves that I was alright? I loved the concern though. Oh, jeepers. I've got to update, soon. Peace xoxo

Apr 9, 2012
OK, every single family friend has gone home. Now I'm frightened, coz I have school tomorrow... I don't want to go back!! Never never never! I love school, with all my heart and mind, this school is amazing. All the teachers are wonderful (save one: the Maths teacher hates me. In my dream last night, she was screaming at me...), my class is amazing, everything--but there are problems, cracks...and that's why I spend break in the library, now. I can't stand to be around the people I'm meant to love most. I used to, I mean--they're actually in all the JDP stories. I'm beginning to lay off getting at people's grammar, spelling and language when I comment on their stories. I think it's cruel, though nobody has told me to shut up yet. I went to Spur last night for Easter Sunday, and it was like...yeah. My mom wanted some family time, so I left my book in the car, but then my dad was on his phone, so I told him to get off and I ordered prawns (but ohmiword, I want you to know that I hate prawns...), and my mom asked the waiter the age restriction for the kiddies' area, and he was like, "There's no age restriction! Sometimes I go there to play PlayStation!" So, unashamed, I went. And I had fun. I sang Barbie songs to a six year old, became friends with a mouthy ten year old on the trampoline, played tag with the six year old and participated in a variety of balloon-centered games with a bunch of little people. Some family friends (yep, some more) came to join us, and their eldest son, home from boarding school, walked into the kiddies' area, said hello, then looked at me disapprovingly and left... I feel kind of bad--playing "Mirror" wasn't so bad, but I really shouldn't have played "Nightmares Of The Bottom" in front of the little children. The language in that song...! Anywayz, I've got work to do. Plus I'm going to the salon to get my hair done. My mom thinks it'll be too much trouble for school. I don't think I'm getting singles, otherwise we'd get a hairdresser to come here because those take hours. Probably just something short; just some extensions if the need arises. xoxo

Apr 7, 2012
Went to uShaka Marine World (to the foreigners, it's like a "water park") with family friends and had a lot of fun. Thinking of co-authoring a book with Jody; we're both amped (hate that word) at the idea, and hopefully it'll end up epic. Even more friends came over for supper (incl one with my name), and we watched Vampire Sucks (me for the hundredth time...I was starting to talk along with the characters). I guess hanging out with young souls makes me hyper. Haven't been able to write because the computer is being occupied by Titi (Sims 3--loves it) and Tina appears to like me...she even called me pretty...but she is six. I've even got Titi singing "Mirror" I am never getting over that song... I thought the same thing about "Nightmares of the Bottom." xoxo

Apr 6, 2012
To All Whom It May Concern: Happy Good Fridayyy!!!! Kill me for liking old music, but I am hung up over Mirror by Bruno Mars ft Lil Wayne. I love the way he says, "I see Wayne." and "And I don't see nobody else. I see myself." And I'm like, "YOU ARE LOOKING IN A MIRROR!!!" Really, what did he expect to see?!!! Loving the novels on Booksie...plus, everyone is being nice 'coz it's Good Friday. I have relatives (boys: 5 and 11) coming over later with their parents, so that's gotta be fun, right? Am I wasting my holiday away on the computer? Surely not... "That awkward moment when you're being sarcastic and somebody believes you," cost me a whole day of pain. I thought Jody and I were fighting, and then she's like, "I was being sarcastic. I wasn't offended at all." And I was SOOO angry and relieved because I'd sent her a long whiny email and teared up while listening to Mirror and had sat around watching movies I really shouldn't be watching at my age (uhhh, as in I'm too old for them. I wasn't watching, like, R18 erotic movies...) so damn. I just looked like a fool. YOU TOLD ME THAT THEY CAN'T, UNDERSTAND THE MAN I AM!! xoxo

Apr 5, 2012
Some people irritate you like you would not believe, but I found this stellar new writer on Booksie (inspiredbylove22) so I'll read and pull through! I'm considering doing a Lotter and murdering my parents...We're out of junk food (good, I was getting fat) but damn. I'mma starve... Even more miserable: last night, I had an amazing idea for an article but didn't write it down because I thought I'd remember it... I didn't. Hopefully it'll come back to me. Eventually. Frightened: holidays are drawing to a close and I have done my holiday homework or, well, studied for the two assignments and one test we have in the first two weeks. Plus, I really don't want to get my report card...my only good mark was in History: the rest are...going to make me history. Great

Apr 4, 2012
Internet is back! However, it's on only one of my computers. The one that doesn't have any JDP stories, so at least I can update Siblings With The Secret. Yesterday wasn't that bad, actually. I wrote a little bit more, and chatted with Jody a lot. It was actually pretty fun. My parents are driving me through the roof. They want me to do stuff like wash the dishes. Sure, it's fine every once in a while. But it's the holiday. The least they could do is let me relax. The least! xoxo

Apr 3, 2012
Oh, great. I meant to update, and I am really busy with The Sibling With The Secret, but my internet failed! I'm sending this from my phone, and am silently cursing both Vodafone and Telkom, who left me in my hour of need....On a happier note: Glee is becoming nonsensical. Love it, but The Vampire Diaries is stellar, too. However, nothing can beat the episode before the last episode (Remember, this is South Africa: so we're farrr behind the rest of you.) Have a lovely day! (Internet-less, I won't!) Peace x

Apr 2, 2012
I posted up another chapter of JDP: Dave? IDTS and the first chapter of a new book: JDP: Little Miss Brainiac. Jody asked if I had updated The Siblings With The Secret, and I realised that I'd totally forgotten about it. I'll post some more today, but I'm having a bit of trouble writing Tayleigh's Point Of View. I wish there was a Chat option on Booksie so that you could chat one-on-one (or even in groups) with other writers you admire or have become the fan of. Sure, there are the Comments; but I don't really think you are meant to have a conversation there...Have another story I want to post up, but I stopped writing it long ago because I didn't know how to continue...hmmm. xoxo

Apr 2, 2012
I'm thinking of posting up the story I entered in the Chaeli Hope Competition, but it's not that good and I'm afraid of people commenting with, 'You're not gonna win anything.' However, nobody ever comments, so I'm going to post it up anyway :P. Was up all night (12am) texting Latoya and woke up at 11am today, and am reading Fake Fiancee by vanessaxoxol. Rating: *****. Also, who isn't in love with the Teenager Posts on Tumblr? xoxo

Apr 1, 2012
Stellar day. Latoya and I pranked Rochelle (we pretended that Latoya was in hospital...) and now Rochelle's pissed off with both of us!! I hope we'll be forgiven, she seems serious... Helped Jody out of her bad mood (her maternal parental unit was troubling her) so I feel good. Plus, I dressed pretty well. I also got a new comment! Why do people only read the very worst of your stories, and neglect the very best? Irritating much? New glasses were ordered, but my maternal parental unit is avoiding all talk of contacts in the meanwhile and my paternal parental unit is being hypocritical. Damn. Latoya is my partner in crime... xoxo

Apr 1, 2012
I wonder, does all my news have to concern writing on this site?! Well, anyway, the day has been amazing--I entered that Chaeli Hope Story Competition; though I don't suppose I'll win anything. I also stepped on my glasses and am now having to move the computer not even 30cm away from my face. Lovely x

Mar 28, 2012
So miserable because I am getting no comments, yet I already have so much up. This Booksie site is amazing, but I prefer reading on Quizazz (couldn't make an account there, sadly) Please read something of mine, even if you comment just to tell me where to improve 'cause you think it sucks. Thanks! xoxo

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