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February 10th, 2006 — honey
Girls, life isn�t about whether your man can get your that LV bag. Or that Balenciaga (???) bag. Why can�t you pay for what you want? Can�t pay for it? Look somewhere else�I�ve known a few girls who would only go out with guys who could get them this or that�I had a conversation with a friend about how some high school girls who are willing to go out with a man who�s 10 yrs their senior�just �cause he can buy them stuff�.
Where�s your dignity? And you know what�how much does that differ from prostitution? (�if you love me, you will buy me that LV bag�) It goes over my head all the time when I come across cases like this…So if you measure love by money then…you’re love is only worth a couple of grand? gee… thats not worth very much…
February 6th, 2006 — honey
I found out last night that there was someone I know is possibly taking drugs. I don’t know if its true or not but it would explain some behavioural and physical abnormalities. I know friends that popped ‘e’ “socially” and smoke “socially”, and usually telling them to stop would fall on deaf ears. What to do? Its always a risk of one pill and its all over, why would you risk putting something into your body that could potentially harm you. I might as well give you a blunt knife so that you can take your time killing yourself…
February 2nd, 2006 — honey
One of those moments when nothing goes the way you plan. Well, I�m going right through one. It hasn�t just been a day�but a couple of months where major plans for my life have been catapulted right out of my hands and into an infinitely greater one (�I hope)�one in which I have no indication what my next step would be until I�ve already taken it. And no turning back from the choices and decisions I have made.
I�ve never really had much plan or though about my future before�taking one day at a time. And just when I decide to do something about what lies ahead�it doesn�t go the way I plan. I�ve known people who knew what they wanted to become when they were 5�I had no idea when I graduated high school�and I still have no idea. And I�ve graduated from uni. Where�s the direction in me? Where�s my passion for something?
February 1st, 2006 — honey
well, I’m embarking on a new chapter of my life. Closing one permanently, my university life, and in the process of opening another, seeing what I will be able to achieve…in my personal life and for my career. At the moment, I’m just having “filler-episodes” in between the chapters.
I miss attending university badly, not the examinations, mind you…just having lots of free time hanging with my friends…meeting lots and lots of new people…eating at the main cafe…complaining about the food…and the best: $2 sausage sizzles…I realise that I can’t stay in uni forever…or I might be one of those people still attending university after 10 years and not getting anywhere…no, I don’t want that…and I realise that, that part of my life is over and all I have now is the memories and good times.
January 30th, 2006 — honey
Yesterday, I was talking to Dave’s cousin, Leanne. She’s doing Japanese studies at Curtin University and also Tourism at college. And she was telling me that she was interested in a translating job…hoping to get the one that her friends was quiting from at IBM because his contract ran out and he just graduated from civil engineering. As she was telling me this, I was thinking to myself…gee…I’m sure I know a guy who’s translates Japanese for a company…who also does civil engineering…how many 2 people could be doing the exact same thing?
So it sure was a surprise to both of us when we realised that we both know this same person, she knew him from her exchange trip to Japan and I met him at uni through my high school friends.
January 13th, 2006 — honey


My name is Honey. And, yes, that�s my real name. My mum decided she liked that name a lot so I got stuck with it (try growing up with that name�kids can be so cruel).
I like to have fun. That pretty much sums me up at the moment. I�m not looking for a serious relationship, long term career goals or even a car because I don�t want to be tied down. I am only 22 years old and I have at least three years of carefree living left.