A New Year, A New You and whole load of New Gossip.

Suddenly, almost as soon as the clock strikes midnight, everything you heard, thought or felt last year becomes... well, very last year. Who care's about the guy you like and the girl next door? That's soooo last year, darling. Why does it matter that your best friend has gained 9 pounds? It's a NEW freaking YEAR! But is it truly that easy to let go, move on, forget, and never look back... without regret? Is that 'fresh start' really so fresh? Or are your new years resolutions as stale as the bread used in those oh-so-kitsh turkey sandwiches?

The countdown is over and people are buzzing with anticipation. Because, the year is young, and the prospects of finally quitting smoking or learning the guitar may excite even the less motivated of humans. I believe, the secret to persuing and succeeding in this promises we make to ourselves, no matter what time of year, is to take one small step at a time. Because when you look back, you'll be a hell of a lot further then when you started! Concentrate on one little target to achieve your dream goal. For instance, my resolution was to be a nicer person in general and my first target was to stop being so DAMN nosey! First, i refrained from commenting on other peoples conversations. Then, I found myself not listening all together. However, this lead to a lack of juicy juicy (harmless) gossip. So I moved on and started giving more hugs. Everyone likes hugs, right? Right!

Now, about the looking back. Picture it. Your high high up on a rickety bridge over a canyon. The voice in your head says 'don't look down, bitch! Don't look down!' So what do you do? Look down, far down to the potential painful death you could experience if you don't keep moving! I see it like this; look back on mistakes helps us learn, move on and keep chugging along until we are far enough way to either not remember or not care. It's as simple as that.

xox Qwerty

New Kids; UGLY Shoes

Welcoming the new kids is like introducing you're boyfriend to your best friend. Your boyfriend being school, BFFL being the new kids. They'll either steal everything you've got, or get on every ones nerves and ruin the beautiful regime and hierarchy. Either way, it wont be good. The good thing about new kids, however, is fresh, juicy, un-tainted meat. They don't yet know the rules of the school; and, hell, let's not tell them until they break a few. Naive, scared and anxious, the new kids will do anything to fit in- unless the unthinkable happens. All the new kids group together to make one alliance, also known as 'The Rucksack Gang' or 'Ruckies' for short. They are so called because they don't yet know rule No 5- No rucksacks, backpacks or satchels- Louis Vuitton Satchels are acceptable. Unless you are a boarder [board at school], any of the above are UNACCEPTABLE. But, for those innocent new kids, there's a two week rule. If you have any of the above after those two weeks... ouch. Be prepared to be spending your break times in ICT block.

The beauty of the new term [if there is any beauty in going back to school] is the fresh start. A clean slate. Remember the two week rules? That's the 'testing period'... We see someone we think has potential, we see what they've got. Say they we're to break a few rules in the first week, it would depend on which one to where in the hierarchy they would be placed. For instance, the 'No Starting Rumours as a Rookie' rule. Say you had only been in the school for two days, and you told everyone the girl you sit next to in math smells like weed. That's a big no no. That would put you with the 'Straightedge' kids. That would NOT go down well with the gossips. Starting rumours is OUR job. Not yours. And pissing of the school gossip/s is the worst. My best gossip compadre once got harrassed by a newbie. She ended up on the floor during netball. Oh- and extend the two week Ruckie rule- you'll end up as a Yuckie. It's childish, but it's true.

Anywaaah. Qwerty xox

Oh, PS. Ugly shoes? I don't know why, but new kids are incapable of buying nice shoes. Hmf, it's just one of those things.

I'm G... Gossip, that is.

Everyone knows one- lots of people are one. I must admit I can be one... a bitch. Whilst having a GG [great gossip] with a friend, we discovered something. Without bitches like the likes of her and me, people who thrive from the ups and downs of others would be eating their own fists with boredom. Whether you love gossip or hate it, you wouldn't have ANY without the school bitch. They can't be blamed for ruining so-and-sos reputation, but they can be blamed for making it the most talked about thing all year. And if you aren't the one gossiping, you might as well be the one being gossiped about. Don't hate the player, hate the game. Is it wrong to call someone a bitch? In the same IM convo I was having with my friend, we discussed whether it was a good or bad thing her BM's boyf had previously been informed that she is a bitch. We decided it was not at all a bad thing. After all, at least he knew before he had to discover for himself. Which would happen indefinitely, because that morning I had been texted from a reputable source at HIS school saying he's not all that great. But something else struck me- what if what we've got here isn't gossip- SHOCKER- it's actually vital information concerning this girls' friends future? Without knowing this VITAL INFORMATION she may make an irrational decision about this boy without thinking. And here's where us GGs come in- we MUST inform her or one of her friends before she does something stupid! See, that's a different way of looking at it. You wouldn't call me a gossip or a bitch now? For trying to save my friend? So, before you judge that backstabbing bitch, wait until she back stabs and bitches about you- because for all you know; she could be saving you from the backlash about that HIDEOUS outfit you wore last week by informing everyone about it first. Honesty the best policy? IMHO- it's a game of chinese whispers, we feed our grape vine with the original dirt, and then however it may change from there... it's not upto us. So what if she kissed him? Just because you heard she's having his babies isn't my fault! Really, the gossip-starter is just telling the truth. Being a bitch is about being honest. Being a gossip is about letting everyone know just how honest you can BE.

xox Qwerty.