Losing your virginity. And ‘that three letter word..’.

Sex. That 3 letter word. Pahaha, no seriously, that’s how all my friends refer it to. ‘That 3 letter word.’ Jeez, woman, just say it out loud! It’s always been such a sensitive subject. It’s not really the word you randomly throw into a sentence. Like, you don’t exactly go ‘Hey (insert friend’s name), wanna come over for a movie? Then we have some sex?’. It’s a complicated subject, really. And losing your virginity. Having sex for the first time. It’s a big thing. You have to really watch out that you do it at the right time, and with the right person. Unfortunately, I didn’t manage that. I’m a stupid girl. I’m talking about my ex I mentioned in my previous post. So seriously. Watch. Out.

I remember a couple of my friends lost theirs when they were 13. Freaking. Years. Old. You should not be having sex when you are 13 years old. You should be playing tennis and having fun. One of them does not regret it. She says it was worth it. The other regrets it like HELL. She’s always moaning about it to me. But I have no sympathy. She was not forced to do it. It was her choice. If she made the wrong choice, then you know, it’s her fault.

And I do kick myself for not thinking about this thoroughly and just going with it when I was only 15 and a half. Worst mistake of my life. Like what was I thinking? I could have gotten pregnant. And you know, when I hear the 7th graders talking about sleeping with their boyfriend’s, I feel like going over and slapping them across the face. Hard. Wake them up from their silly, useless dream where everything flows perfectly, just the way they want it too. It’s time to wake up and face reality. Like it or not.


So what’s up?

I know, I know. I haven’t blogged in almost a year. I’m such a horrible person, I know! ;]

I hope life has been treating you better than it has to me. But whatever, right? You just gotta keep your head up, ehh? (catch the song reference? Teehee.)

I’d like to highlight ONE good thing that’s happened in the past year. I got a boyfriend. Yes, you heard that right. Drama queen me has got a boyfriend. Like, which boy would want a girl like me? It’s insane, I know. Before this guy, I had another boyfriend and I did some pretty wrong things with him. Well, more on that on my next post.

Dealing with drama

I have found life to be just FULL of drama. And dramatic people. Like ME. I am just this incredible drama queen.

Dramatic people tend to:

1. Make something sound better or worse than it actually is.

2. Be really emotional

3. Have really dramatic facial expressions and body language

4. Talk way too much, and with lots of hand gestures

I can’t think of anything else, but I will also say that I am incredibly stubborn as well. But this post is about dramatic people, not stubborn people.

There are a LOT of drama queens in my school, but not that many drama kings. I guess it’s safe to say that girls are way more dramatic than boys. Boys are really casual. And really annoying. Oh there I go again, changing the subject…

The drama queens in my school seem to care a lot about: dancing, makeup, looks, beauty, singing, acting, boys, love and relationships. For me, I care about: Animals, music, acting, books and the environment. So I’m not that bad, really. I won’t name names though, because I’m not that mean, haha. I’m only mean when others are mean to me!

That’s all for today because I have written 3 posts. I think it’s because it’s a Sunday and Sunday’s are really boring for me.

This is your drama queen Roxy signing off!


Games. Can. Be. So. Addictive.

Let’s face it, I’ve never been much of a gamer. Unlike most teenagers and kids, I hate gadgets like Wii, PS3, Nintendo and XBox. I would much rather read. Call me a geek, whatever.

But in February, I spotted my cousin playing this game called ‘Bubble Spinner’. To play it, you have to hit bubbles of different colors. If you hit 3 bubbles of the same color, you get 2 points. If you hit more, you get more points. Those are the basic rules.

Anyway, I tried playing ‘Bubble Spinner’ as well, and I got totally hooked. I played it for hours everyday. Kept on trying to beat my high score. Then my uncle started playing it as well. And my mum. Then my auntie and uncle. Then my other auntie. I guess you could say the whole family was totally addicted to ‘Bubble Spinner’.

I’m still playing ‘Bubble Spinner until this very day. In fact, I am playing it right now as I blog. Below is how my game currently looks like.

PS: My record score is 3129, Level 5.



You’d better keep them secret

Are you good at keeping secrets? I will admit that I sometimes….OK most of the time I suck at keeping secrets. The only time I ever keep a  secret is if the secret is so incredibly SHOCKING.

For some very strange reason, all my friends think I am AWESOME at keeping secrets. So this makes me feel very bad when I open my big blabbermouth and spill the beans.

Strangely, I have always been fascinated by secrets. I’m not really sure why, but maybe it’s because someone trusts you so much that they’d tell you something very private, sometimes something they haven’t told anyone else.

Perhaps y’all understand my guilt now. If I told my friends that I secretly tell everyone all their secrets, they’d go absolutely mad and would never, ever trust me again.

I really hope y’all aren’t like me, aka bad at keeping secrets. It really is such a horrible skill habit.All I’m saying is that if someone tells you a secret, you’d better keep them secret. And I mean the secret, not the person.