Ok, first thing need to be said, in case you recognise the name from the Eurovision song contest, is that I don't, that is DO NOT, REALLY, condone those ridiculous costumes. I mean, honestly. What a gimmick, and what a.. hilarious one at that. However, on hearing that the winners of the Eurovision Song Contest 2006, yes, of ABBA fame, where in fact... METAL. I needed to check them out. And oh man. Oh MAN. They are AWESOME. In terms of music. Not the costumes. Really, worst idea ever. But seriously, thats some distinguished metal right there.
When metal wins Eurovision, you know its a good sign.
Speaking of.. good signs. Yeah, that'll work. I went and saw the Da Vinci Code last night, finally. I've been looking forward to it for a long time. And frankly, I was ever so slightly disappointed. BUT, thats not to say don't go see it. It was still very exciting and clarified many a bit in the book that I couldn't quite visualise. But yeah, the book was so much more exciting. And they glossed over bits entirely. BUT, they're paying me to say go see it, SO, go forth ye masses, and see this great work of..
I got nothing.
Awww, last Visual Culture lesson today. Exam next week. Drinks with the lecturer the week after. But its sad that its over. It was one the best subjects ever. Well, right along side all the others that Aaron taught. Honestly, best lecturer ever. But yeah,I felt ever so slightly embarassed to not have even started my essay yet, that was "due" today. But then everyone else arrived and no-one else really had either. *sigh*, yup. We're the best class ever.
Also, I'd like to note that I'm blogging to fill up the space that would usually be taken up by reading other peoples blogs. But it seems theres some kind of drought happening lately. And its bugging me no end! I need anecdotes people!!
So, not really that much closer to my holiday. Got the go ahead from mum, so I can borrow some money from the olds. But I gotta figure me out some details. You know, like.. where'n when. They'd be good.
I think this is all I can think of at this point. I'll go do something else.
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Saturday, May 20, 2006
The Queen and the Soldier - Suzanne Vega
Wat up mah bitches. I got thanked the other day for updating, coz NO-ONE's doing it lately. So in hopes of collecting another thank you or two, shameless.. something something.. that I am, I present to you..
UPDATE!
Work this morning. Fun as ever, I simply love screaming children. Actually, that.. sarcasm.. is a lie. I love the children. And they weren't even screaming much today. It was the 7:30 start that really threw me. Also, the fact that, until 7:30 this morning I had NO idea what the day would be like. How long I was going to work, who I was working with, what children would be around. It was very stressful. I was expecting to be stuck with strangers. Which is, at the least, awkward. You can't get anything done feeling awkward all day.
But work is over now. And it wasn't nearly as bad as it could've been. I worked with a nice girl I've worked with before. However I did glean some information that makes me really never want to work at this house ever EVER again. But I must continue until.. the end of the year or something. Oh it hurts. It hurts right HERE.
No wait. Thats my cat.
Went to Sutekh last night. That was... every bit as boring as I remember it. Surrounded by games like "Puerto Rico" and "Settlers" which are.. both.. REALLY boring. Played one single game of Magic. Which was good and bad. Bad, in that I hauled those FOUR FRIGGIN DECKS in my bag all night for nothing. Met a couple of cool people though. In particular Min Ju's brother who's name I can't remember. But.. he was hilarious. For.. someone related to Min-Ju.
But yes. Saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in ages again. In particular Silvia, Greg, Amanda and.. uhh.. linebacker. Linebacker in particular was awesome. He/She is totally crushing.
The night was wonderfully topped off with a call from Tim the toolman. Wait, was that his name? He sounds nothing like I expected he would. Do you? Anyway, I'm sure that was expensive. But it alleviated the boredom like nothing else. Oh, and I got lost on Sydney Uni campus during that phone call. That was weird. But you know, not too lost. I'm not dead!
Greg ga'me a lift home. Which was also awesome. Meant I got home quicker than I would have had I caught the train with EVERYONE else. And into bed quicker for a long nights sleep before work the next day. Or would've, had we not stopped at Maccas on the way. It was my own fault. He said he could go after he dropped me. But I didn't have pizza like all you Sutekh people! I... gave in to evil instead.
I need my P's. I need them like I need air and food and metal. My dad has left now (oh, yeah. Shoulda mentioned that) and it dawned on me that.. my mum and I could have a CAR EACH if I had my P's right now. Do you have ANY idea how convenient that would be? I wouldn't have to bum a lift from people to get down the ROAD to James tonight. SIGH! I should just.. drive.. anyway.
Oh Em Gee. Nightwish filmclip IN MY EXAM. In a couple weeks. Y'know? I think I could probly stand to study that. Just sayin'. Just sayin' like a bitch. So now, not only do I only have ONE exam this semester, NIGHTWISH are a large part of that semester.
Y'know. This might just be the best semester ever.
I need suggestions. I need to get my lecturer a present for the end of semester. Coz I am seriously going to miss him. So bad. But I don't know what to get him without it being weird. So, y'know, no strippers or anything.
Pfft, we'd probly have to study them. Visual culture, y'know. Random hentai a few weeks ago, y'know. You fill in the not so gaping gaps.
And make with the comments people!! Honestly, you call yourself cyber-friends? 'Cept Tim. He was a "gentleman" and commented. But the rest of you can burn in hell. Or.. like.. go live in the Big Brother house.
UPDATE!
Work this morning. Fun as ever, I simply love screaming children. Actually, that.. sarcasm.. is a lie. I love the children. And they weren't even screaming much today. It was the 7:30 start that really threw me. Also, the fact that, until 7:30 this morning I had NO idea what the day would be like. How long I was going to work, who I was working with, what children would be around. It was very stressful. I was expecting to be stuck with strangers. Which is, at the least, awkward. You can't get anything done feeling awkward all day.
But work is over now. And it wasn't nearly as bad as it could've been. I worked with a nice girl I've worked with before. However I did glean some information that makes me really never want to work at this house ever EVER again. But I must continue until.. the end of the year or something. Oh it hurts. It hurts right HERE.
No wait. Thats my cat.
Went to Sutekh last night. That was... every bit as boring as I remember it. Surrounded by games like "Puerto Rico" and "Settlers" which are.. both.. REALLY boring. Played one single game of Magic. Which was good and bad. Bad, in that I hauled those FOUR FRIGGIN DECKS in my bag all night for nothing. Met a couple of cool people though. In particular Min Ju's brother who's name I can't remember. But.. he was hilarious. For.. someone related to Min-Ju.
But yes. Saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in ages again. In particular Silvia, Greg, Amanda and.. uhh.. linebacker. Linebacker in particular was awesome. He/She is totally crushing.
The night was wonderfully topped off with a call from Tim the toolman. Wait, was that his name? He sounds nothing like I expected he would. Do you? Anyway, I'm sure that was expensive. But it alleviated the boredom like nothing else. Oh, and I got lost on Sydney Uni campus during that phone call. That was weird. But you know, not too lost. I'm not dead!
Greg ga'me a lift home. Which was also awesome. Meant I got home quicker than I would have had I caught the train with EVERYONE else. And into bed quicker for a long nights sleep before work the next day. Or would've, had we not stopped at Maccas on the way. It was my own fault. He said he could go after he dropped me. But I didn't have pizza like all you Sutekh people! I... gave in to evil instead.
I need my P's. I need them like I need air and food and metal. My dad has left now (oh, yeah. Shoulda mentioned that) and it dawned on me that.. my mum and I could have a CAR EACH if I had my P's right now. Do you have ANY idea how convenient that would be? I wouldn't have to bum a lift from people to get down the ROAD to James tonight. SIGH! I should just.. drive.. anyway.
Oh Em Gee. Nightwish filmclip IN MY EXAM. In a couple weeks. Y'know? I think I could probly stand to study that. Just sayin'. Just sayin' like a bitch. So now, not only do I only have ONE exam this semester, NIGHTWISH are a large part of that semester.
Y'know. This might just be the best semester ever.
I need suggestions. I need to get my lecturer a present for the end of semester. Coz I am seriously going to miss him. So bad. But I don't know what to get him without it being weird. So, y'know, no strippers or anything.
Pfft, we'd probly have to study them. Visual culture, y'know. Random hentai a few weeks ago, y'know. You fill in the not so gaping gaps.
And make with the comments people!! Honestly, you call yourself cyber-friends? 'Cept Tim. He was a "gentleman" and commented. But the rest of you can burn in hell. Or.. like.. go live in the Big Brother house.
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Perpetual Dawn - The Orb
Hello!
I'm gonna blog now. Is that cool with y'all? I thought it might be.
Coz if it isn't... *shakes fist*
Anyway. Mothers Day? How was that for y'all? Mmm? Mmm! Yes? No, shut up. Not being a mother, it was pretty average for me. I think its time I became a mother. And reaped the benefits. You know, average chocolates. Breadmakers. Tiny posters made from baby feet being wiped with paint and smeared on paper. Yeah, they're keepers.
I should make some of them for my mum. But I've got this theory. Lemme know if its crackpot. But yeah, it wouldn't have the same effect with a 20 year olds paint smeared feet. "Yup. Thats a keeper." I can hear her say.
So. Oh, Greg's party? Yeah, that was pretty good. Lots of fun actually, if I remember correctly. Its just been a while, so the fun feeling has worn off, y'know? But in other news, Alvin is an absolute champagne. Wait... that should read champion. But yeah, he's awesome. I think we should do things more often. However, that is hindered by the fact that he DOESN'T INVITE ME PLACES!!
Its time to get over that. I know.
But yeah. Took AGES to get there. Two hours or something to be... inaccurate. We got lost. By that I mean Emma said "I have to go to "a place that is in entirely the wrong direction" and then I know how to get there." To which I replied, "Wait. Isn't that in the wrong direction?" But got her there in any case. To find she had actually meant a place that was ONE suburb on from where that conversation took place.
Also, why don't girls.. i mean.. guys... fight over doing me in my comment box? I'd link to whatever I mean. But I can't be screwed. Also, Tim would just *love* that. So move your little mouse pointer over to the bit that says "Tim's Hilarious" and click the left button. You can do it.
That was a lot harder than linking.
So yeah, the... point. From about a million years ago, was that Greg is now 21. Interesting bit of trivia, he REMEMBERS his mum's 21st. She had been married for three years at that point. So I assume he was 2 or 3. I'm surprised no-one mentioned that actually.
Dear lord, I'm doughy. I was about to say, in all seriousness, "I'm going to have my first kid when I'm 18.." for some reason that made sense only in my mind. But then, I realised that.. holy shit. Its too late.
In an unrelated story, is anyone, specifically virile males, looking for a single night of heated passion?
In another unrelated story, Adelaide listeners to a particular radio station had the chance to win Pete Helliar for a day, recently. Pfft. I know what I'd do with Pete Helliar for a day. Giggidy-giggidy. But jeez. Some bogan with six kids wins him. Makes him buy Milo and crap. Pfft, what is that.
Haha, I re-read that paragraph and read "Some bogan had six kids with him." Now, thats more along my reasoning.
*sigh* Finally, everybody's left me alone so I can blog. Haha. WHAT?
I'm no closer to my final holiday plan. In fact, apparently I'm further away, what with my mum now making holiday plans. Mmm, so you know, binary opposite of what I wanted, and what I wanted to achieve. However, much cheaper. You know. COMPLETELY FREE. Yeah, that makes it sound a lot nicer.
Speaking of.. lots of money.. you know. Whatever. My church burned down the other day. For those who heard of it, yes, it was the old lovely one on Broadway. Which is an absolute tragedy. But alas, it cannot be undone. But honestly even if you are a church-hating pyro, surely you could be brought back to earth by the fact that this building was 150 years old. What I mean is, if you HAD to pick a church to overcompensate for your small penis on, couldn't you choose a newer, cheaper one? Coz.. DAYAM. Honestly.
I just found out its the church where Arthur Stace found the inspiration to start writing 'Eternity' all over the place. Thats interesting. I hadn't heard that one.
Bob: "Hi, I'm Bob, and I overcompensate for my small penis by setting churches on fire."
Group: "Hello Bob!"
Man, its an AA joke a day lately. Whats that about.
Oh man. I'm bored now. Might be time to bring this particular entry to an end. Alas.
I feel like theres something I've forgotten to mention. Oh. No, thats not interesting.
I'm gonna blog now. Is that cool with y'all? I thought it might be.
Coz if it isn't... *shakes fist*
Anyway. Mothers Day? How was that for y'all? Mmm? Mmm! Yes? No, shut up. Not being a mother, it was pretty average for me. I think its time I became a mother. And reaped the benefits. You know, average chocolates. Breadmakers. Tiny posters made from baby feet being wiped with paint and smeared on paper. Yeah, they're keepers.
I should make some of them for my mum. But I've got this theory. Lemme know if its crackpot. But yeah, it wouldn't have the same effect with a 20 year olds paint smeared feet. "Yup. Thats a keeper." I can hear her say.
So. Oh, Greg's party? Yeah, that was pretty good. Lots of fun actually, if I remember correctly. Its just been a while, so the fun feeling has worn off, y'know? But in other news, Alvin is an absolute champagne. Wait... that should read champion. But yeah, he's awesome. I think we should do things more often. However, that is hindered by the fact that he DOESN'T INVITE ME PLACES!!
Its time to get over that. I know.
But yeah. Took AGES to get there. Two hours or something to be... inaccurate. We got lost. By that I mean Emma said "I have to go to "a place that is in entirely the wrong direction" and then I know how to get there." To which I replied, "Wait. Isn't that in the wrong direction?" But got her there in any case. To find she had actually meant a place that was ONE suburb on from where that conversation took place.
Also, why don't girls.. i mean.. guys... fight over doing me in my comment box? I'd link to whatever I mean. But I can't be screwed. Also, Tim would just *love* that. So move your little mouse pointer over to the bit that says "Tim's Hilarious" and click the left button. You can do it.
That was a lot harder than linking.
So yeah, the... point. From about a million years ago, was that Greg is now 21. Interesting bit of trivia, he REMEMBERS his mum's 21st. She had been married for three years at that point. So I assume he was 2 or 3. I'm surprised no-one mentioned that actually.
Dear lord, I'm doughy. I was about to say, in all seriousness, "I'm going to have my first kid when I'm 18.." for some reason that made sense only in my mind. But then, I realised that.. holy shit. Its too late.
In an unrelated story, is anyone, specifically virile males, looking for a single night of heated passion?
In another unrelated story, Adelaide listeners to a particular radio station had the chance to win Pete Helliar for a day, recently. Pfft. I know what I'd do with Pete Helliar for a day. Giggidy-giggidy. But jeez. Some bogan with six kids wins him. Makes him buy Milo and crap. Pfft, what is that.
Haha, I re-read that paragraph and read "Some bogan had six kids with him." Now, thats more along my reasoning.
*sigh* Finally, everybody's left me alone so I can blog. Haha. WHAT?
I'm no closer to my final holiday plan. In fact, apparently I'm further away, what with my mum now making holiday plans. Mmm, so you know, binary opposite of what I wanted, and what I wanted to achieve. However, much cheaper. You know. COMPLETELY FREE. Yeah, that makes it sound a lot nicer.
Speaking of.. lots of money.. you know. Whatever. My church burned down the other day. For those who heard of it, yes, it was the old lovely one on Broadway. Which is an absolute tragedy. But alas, it cannot be undone. But honestly even if you are a church-hating pyro, surely you could be brought back to earth by the fact that this building was 150 years old. What I mean is, if you HAD to pick a church to overcompensate for your small penis on, couldn't you choose a newer, cheaper one? Coz.. DAYAM. Honestly.
I just found out its the church where Arthur Stace found the inspiration to start writing 'Eternity' all over the place. Thats interesting. I hadn't heard that one.
Bob: "Hi, I'm Bob, and I overcompensate for my small penis by setting churches on fire."
Group: "Hello Bob!"
Man, its an AA joke a day lately. Whats that about.
Oh man. I'm bored now. Might be time to bring this particular entry to an end. Alas.
I feel like theres something I've forgotten to mention. Oh. No, thats not interesting.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Phantom of the Opera - Nightwish
I should mention, this post was written at around about 12am last night, but couldn't be saved or posted due to.. malfunctions. Somewhere. Anyway, here. BLOG!
Morning viewers.
I'm posting because people are taking ages to reply in IM conversations. Not altogether the most noble, nor indeed, even sense conducive way to write. But you know, whatever keeps the readers coming back.
Speaking of readers not coming back, why no input when I asked for it? Now I can't use the input of randoms to decide where to take a holiday. The BEST way to take a holiday. Sigh. Supa-sigh. Now I'll have to decide for my damn self. Also,
Oh man. Julieanne's gonna flame me for that one.
Speaking of.. of.. flames.. no. I really can't link that to anything. Time for something else entirely.
So.
Also, random propositioning by a slightly sozzled german/russian, looking down my shirt on the train home. Woo? Or... ew? I'm not sure. But I didn't take him up on it, so I had *some* sense.. or.. ew. He was hot though. Just as long as we make that clear.
It was my dads birthday dinner the other night. That was nice, coz I got to see my brother again, and also, I haven't had indian food in ages. AGES. Yum. Its brothers birthday dinner next week, and I think its off to Leichardt somewhere I believe.
I had to say goodbye to a friend today. It was very sad. And pretty pathetic, coz it was via sms unfortunately. But it couldn't be helped. Perhaps if desperation allows I might force myself to make contact one last time before he leaves forever and ever. Its so sad. We only got close once he was about to leave. I wish it weren't, but alas. Life must go on.
Also in the friend arena, I had my first real-time contact with WA Tim a few days ago, and a smattering of mini-convos since. Thats nice, innit. Some of you may recognise him as the leaver of lewd comments on my journal, hilarious ones on Toms, or indeed perhaps, his link on the side over there. But yeah, until recently this was the only contact *I'd* had with him either. But NO MORE! Woo. He's hilarious.
I think I'll leave this entry here. People are waiting for *me* to reply now, and are probably writing little blog entries of their own. I have an essay due on Tuesday. So I'll probably post again before then. Bwahaha. Night.
| You Should Learn Swedish |
 Fantastisk! You're laid back about learning a language - and about life in general. Peaceful, beautiful |
| Your World View |
| You are a cautious type, neutral, and rather insecure. You would agree with the idea that everybody has his price... And in your own case it would not be high. You are ruled by an inferiority complex and not easy to assess. How do you present yourself to the world? An idealist, a moralist, a conformist keeping up with the Joneses? |
| The Keys to Your Heart |
 You are attracted to good manners and elegance. In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily. |
| You Were a Little Naughty This Year! |
 While you're not likely to greet Santa with sucker punch... He's still not too jolly about coming to your house. You might get a small token from Mr. Claus Like some detox pills for your liver. |
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Deceiver of Fools - Within Temptation
Ok, ok. Time for another update. I can tell you're all hankering for one. With all the comments. Now, excluding Julz here doesn't work, coz I just went on about all the comments. And they were all from her. So.. I'll leave it to you to figure out I was being sarky.
Anyway, point is. Nothing to report.
Blog over.
No, I'm lying. Theres plenty to report. Even if there wasn't you know I'd fill it up with junk anyway. Junk like this and also this. Wooo! Being bizarre is awesome.
Bizarre. Yes. "Roooaadtrip!!" I cried. Unfortunately there wasn't anyone in the room, or even the house, so I proceeded to type it into an instant messenger window. From this casual brain explosion, came forth the idea, covered in grey matter I might add, that we should go to Wisemans Ferry. Apparently its creeeeepy at night. And creepy it was. In an ass-raping kind of way, and less the "I vant to suck your blooood" kind of way. Which was what I was really hoping for.
I dunno, is ass-raping hyphenated?
There was strip scissors-paper-rock involved. Mostly on Maddie and Chris's part. By which I mean, entirely. Many were the laughs when Chris, according to Rosencrantz's Law, proceeded to lose something like 6 times in a row.
Did I mention he was driving?
Atrocity. Honestly. Not the blog, poopcraps.
Yeah, no. I'm having a real feeling for links today. Don't ask me why. Maybe I remembered how to do'm in my sleep? Or, perhaps, many things need a'linking today. Yes, that'd be it. I'd love to link to TOMS NEW JOURNAL. But unfortunately, it doesn't EXIST YET.
Easter came and went. Much chocolate to be had by all. What was more important though, was the holidays. Not so much coz I didn't have to go to uni, coz thats basically everyday. But because, neither did anyone else. Which means slightly more socialising, and also, and far FAR more importantly, the buses weren't packed. W00t, my friends. W00t, hardcore.
Ok mah bitches. Its time for some input. I'm going on a holiday. By myself. All by me onesies. But I don't know where to go. Pretty much anywhere in Australia, except for Melbourne, which is overrated. And.. I dunno. Darwin. I want some input, and I want some reasons. The first, second and ever after to say "so and so, coz its cool." WILL be shot. That includes people who do it to bug me now I've said I don't want it. I'm lookin' at you Greg.
Anyway, I'm thinking maybe Brisbane, but apparently the people there are ridiculously attractive, and the whole damn city is bad for the self-esteem. But I don't know. Perth I may be going to later in the year. I don't know. My parents are crapsticks when it comes to organising. But my main point is, unless someone *really* wants to come with me, I'll be going alone. Out in the wide world. Scary huh? When you hear about that suspected terrorist hit, you know it'll be me.
Yeah I don't even know what that was meant to mean.
I'm at home alone again. I need a car. And a friend. Possibly a friends car.
So words we've learned today:
Anyway, point is. Nothing to report.
Blog over.
No, I'm lying. Theres plenty to report. Even if there wasn't you know I'd fill it up with junk anyway. Junk like this and also this. Wooo! Being bizarre is awesome.
Bizarre. Yes. "Roooaadtrip!!" I cried. Unfortunately there wasn't anyone in the room, or even the house, so I proceeded to type it into an instant messenger window. From this casual brain explosion, came forth the idea, covered in grey matter I might add, that we should go to Wisemans Ferry. Apparently its creeeeepy at night. And creepy it was. In an ass-raping kind of way, and less the "I vant to suck your blooood" kind of way. Which was what I was really hoping for.
I dunno, is ass-raping hyphenated?
There was strip scissors-paper-rock involved. Mostly on Maddie and Chris's part. By which I mean, entirely. Many were the laughs when Chris, according to Rosencrantz's Law, proceeded to lose something like 6 times in a row.
Did I mention he was driving?
Atrocity. Honestly. Not the blog, poopcraps.
Yeah, no. I'm having a real feeling for links today. Don't ask me why. Maybe I remembered how to do'm in my sleep? Or, perhaps, many things need a'linking today. Yes, that'd be it. I'd love to link to TOMS NEW JOURNAL. But unfortunately, it doesn't EXIST YET.
Easter came and went. Much chocolate to be had by all. What was more important though, was the holidays. Not so much coz I didn't have to go to uni, coz thats basically everyday. But because, neither did anyone else. Which means slightly more socialising, and also, and far FAR more importantly, the buses weren't packed. W00t, my friends. W00t, hardcore.
Ok mah bitches. Its time for some input. I'm going on a holiday. By myself. All by me onesies. But I don't know where to go. Pretty much anywhere in Australia, except for Melbourne, which is overrated. And.. I dunno. Darwin. I want some input, and I want some reasons. The first, second and ever after to say "so and so, coz its cool." WILL be shot. That includes people who do it to bug me now I've said I don't want it. I'm lookin' at you Greg.
Anyway, I'm thinking maybe Brisbane, but apparently the people there are ridiculously attractive, and the whole damn city is bad for the self-esteem. But I don't know. Perth I may be going to later in the year. I don't know. My parents are crapsticks when it comes to organising. But my main point is, unless someone *really* wants to come with me, I'll be going alone. Out in the wide world. Scary huh? When you hear about that suspected terrorist hit, you know it'll be me.
Yeah I don't even know what that was meant to mean.
I'm at home alone again. I need a car. And a friend. Possibly a friends car.
So words we've learned today:
- poopcraps
- crapsticks
- uhh.... linebacker
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Brand new inter-quiz that just can't be beat!
Ok mah peeps. Me'n mah homeboy Tom, we fashioned ourselves a little internet quiz, of a much higher caliber than the usual tripe you see running around the internet on its little cyber-legs. I expect EVERY PERSON to do this quiz. Everyone. You'll only look even more cool for it. So do it. Its funny. After I see some results from other people.. I'll fill it in myself. But not till then. Tom, this means you need a new blog. Get on that.
- Pineapple (T/F)?
- Your opinion on emos?
- And the word "emos"?
- How many emos does it take to screw in a light bulb?
- Why are we picking on emos?
- Favorite Magic card (If you don't like Magic, make something up)?
- Favorite US county and why?
- If you were to design a new emoticon, wat would it be?
- If you were to design an internet quiz, what would your next question be?
- Wordy, word?
- Was it as good for you as it was for me?
- Who do you think will do this quiz?
- Are you a start menu at the top or start menu at the bottom type of person?
- What is you favorite Trap door character?
- So what music player do you use?
- Yes?
- At what point of the nursery rhyme "Over the Hills and Far Away" (the one about ducks) do you get fed up?
- Who do you think wrote this question?
- Provide a paragraph describing the ugliest thing you can see.
- What time is it according to the clock that is least accurate in your current location?
- What other websites do you have open (do not censor)? If you don't have any others open, what was the last site you visited?
- Vegemite or Monkey Paste?
- Boom or Bust?
- Stop or Reset?
- Inclusive or Exclusive?
- Bicubic Interpolation or Cygwin Ports?
- Can you believe its not butter?
- Are you trapped?
- Do you need assistance?
- Google or Yahoooooooo!?
- Who is your favourite Teen Girl (of the Teen Girl Squad)?
- Did you just Google the last question? Coz I think you did.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Daylight Dancer - Lacuna Coil
The sun is blinding me. Its going down. I have the most horrible afternoon sun in my room. And now, thanks to no daylight savings, it goes down at a time when I'm *actually* in my room. It burns like the fiery blazes of hell, only more life-giving rather than taking away. 'Cept to the poor people with skin cancer. Sorry 'bout the cheap shot.
Its the first day of "Easter" "Holidays". By which SIBT means, Don't worry about going to uni on Thursday, study for the exam on Tuesday instead. BUT. By going to uni on Tuesday, for an exam, I score myself another week off the following week, because of Anzacs. Boy. I love Anzacs. I hope any Anzacs with skin cancer feel redeemed.
My friggin bag broke in the middle of the city the other day. Daaaay-AM. It was in the interval of a 3 1/2 hour concert though, so I didn't feel the sting too badly. Oh, and my mum had forceps. I love nurses. I held my bag together like so much umbilical cord. Which you don't really hold together.. you know. But the point was, go mums.
But now I need a new bag. And that makes me cry. This may have been the best damn bag I ever had. Conveniently small, but large enough to hold my myriad thingamabobs. And so many pockets. Now I'll have to work out new places for everything to go. Oh my. I'm not sure I'm ready to move on yet. 'Cept I need a new bag. Way to force my hand, reality.
I guess I could keep it forcep-ed. Its worked out so far.
I don't know if I'm spelling forcep correctly. But you know what? I don't care. Its not something I'll EVER depend on spelling right.
Oh man. Anonymous Friend made me so angry today. And I can bitch all I like, coz he probly won't read this. If you happen to be, can you see the ironic statement I'm making about you? Does it make you angry? Does it make you cry? Damn, he just pissed me off so bad. He better apologise or I'm so gonna slap him upside the head. When he does, I'll apologise for anything I say here. Coz.. you know what I'm like when I get angry. Will... not... make... The Hulk... joke...
I can't wait for all the uni people to start holidays. I'm really expecting some social action, y'hear? I've been missing the constant company of you guys for ages now. The weekends just aren't cutting it when all but Tom and Em bail. Not that I don't have an awesome time with them. Y'know. Going to McDonalds.
Ooo, possible Karaoke on Thursday. Wait.. thats tomorrow. Well.. that looks unlikely now doesn't it. Aw, peas.
I had the BEST intentions to start studying for the music exam on Tuesday. Honestly, the bets. But you know how days work out. There's just too much NOTHING to be done. So, all of a sudden, your days gone, you have to go sit on some children, and the days wasted. And bag shopping tomorrow. Awwwwwww peas!
I'm gonna buy me a coat. A real nice one. From THE COAT MAN. Random as anything. But its really nice. And the real clincher is, its down from $255 to $99. Wowzers. I mean.. I guess. Its very long. I'll have to show some people first. See what they think. I tried to link here, but its not being helpful with its linking. So... no links for y'all. Sorry!
Aw man. I can't think of anything else to say. The sun is gone now. Which is nice. I can see its horrible burning outline through the trees overlooking the valley. Beautiful. And yet, blinding. Blinding in its beauty. Ouch. Best pain ever.
When I go blind, I want you all to know, it was a good cause.
"It doesn't think. It doesn't feel.
It doesn't laugh or cry.
All it does from dusk till dawn
Is make the soldiers die."
- Onean Children's Rhyme
Some of that just popped to mind and I had to find the rest. Ha, I love that one. ONE whole dollar to the cyber-person who figures out where its from.
Its the first day of "Easter" "Holidays". By which SIBT means, Don't worry about going to uni on Thursday, study for the exam on Tuesday instead. BUT. By going to uni on Tuesday, for an exam, I score myself another week off the following week, because of Anzacs. Boy. I love Anzacs. I hope any Anzacs with skin cancer feel redeemed.
My friggin bag broke in the middle of the city the other day. Daaaay-AM. It was in the interval of a 3 1/2 hour concert though, so I didn't feel the sting too badly. Oh, and my mum had forceps. I love nurses. I held my bag together like so much umbilical cord. Which you don't really hold together.. you know. But the point was, go mums.
But now I need a new bag. And that makes me cry. This may have been the best damn bag I ever had. Conveniently small, but large enough to hold my myriad thingamabobs. And so many pockets. Now I'll have to work out new places for everything to go. Oh my. I'm not sure I'm ready to move on yet. 'Cept I need a new bag. Way to force my hand, reality.
I guess I could keep it forcep-ed. Its worked out so far.
I don't know if I'm spelling forcep correctly. But you know what? I don't care. Its not something I'll EVER depend on spelling right.
Oh man. Anonymous Friend made me so angry today. And I can bitch all I like, coz he probly won't read this. If you happen to be, can you see the ironic statement I'm making about you? Does it make you angry? Does it make you cry? Damn, he just pissed me off so bad. He better apologise or I'm so gonna slap him upside the head. When he does, I'll apologise for anything I say here. Coz.. you know what I'm like when I get angry. Will... not... make... The Hulk... joke...
I can't wait for all the uni people to start holidays. I'm really expecting some social action, y'hear? I've been missing the constant company of you guys for ages now. The weekends just aren't cutting it when all but Tom and Em bail. Not that I don't have an awesome time with them. Y'know. Going to McDonalds.
Ooo, possible Karaoke on Thursday. Wait.. thats tomorrow. Well.. that looks unlikely now doesn't it. Aw, peas.
I had the BEST intentions to start studying for the music exam on Tuesday. Honestly, the bets. But you know how days work out. There's just too much NOTHING to be done. So, all of a sudden, your days gone, you have to go sit on some children, and the days wasted. And bag shopping tomorrow. Awwwwwww peas!
I'm gonna buy me a coat. A real nice one. From THE COAT MAN. Random as anything. But its really nice. And the real clincher is, its down from $255 to $99. Wowzers. I mean.. I guess. Its very long. I'll have to show some people first. See what they think. I tried to link here, but its not being helpful with its linking. So... no links for y'all. Sorry!
Aw man. I can't think of anything else to say. The sun is gone now. Which is nice. I can see its horrible burning outline through the trees overlooking the valley. Beautiful. And yet, blinding. Blinding in its beauty. Ouch. Best pain ever.
When I go blind, I want you all to know, it was a good cause.
"It doesn't think. It doesn't feel.
It doesn't laugh or cry.
All it does from dusk till dawn
Is make the soldiers die."
- Onean Children's Rhyme
Some of that just popped to mind and I had to find the rest. Ha, I love that one. ONE whole dollar to the cyber-person who figures out where its from.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Nothing says denial like a blog
When you have many a uni assignment due tomorrow, one blog entry in one day simply isn't enough. Really, I'm actually posting again because I'm stuck on my last image for this stupid portfolio, and I'm trying not to face the truth. And nothing says denial like blogging.
I have been listening to the same songs over and over and over again on my playlist today. Finally I gave in and just made a smaller playlist so it would keep playing those songs. But it's getting SO boring now. I'm so sick of all my music. Aw, bitch bitch bitch.
Speaking of stupid music and wasting technology, my dad went out and bought himself an mp3 player yesterday. Dear lord. Thats like giving a monkey a shotgun. In that he'll get fed up trying to figure out how it works and throw it to the ground in a fit of rage. Ending in tragedy.
I have found the ultimate artist. Music artist that is. The ultimate music guy. And its not Nightwish. Its not System of a Down. Its not even The Offspring. Its this guy:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ayreon
Omg. *Metal* Opera? I hadn't even dreamed the term. I love it. LOVE IT. I really need to get an album. I don't know where I'll do that though. I looked up the Utopia site as well as the JB Hi-Fi site, and JB had MORE albums than Utopia. What the *crap* is that about? Isn't that just kinda putting Utopia out of business? Not that I mind, it was so hard getting into the city for decent metal. Now I just go to Hornsby. That makes me so happy, you have no idea. So happy, and so broke. Guh-ull-ull.
I don't know where I'm going to get this last image. Looking back at previous posts, I'm really tempted to steal one of Tim's toast piccys. Just coz my lecturer would crack up. I don't know what it says about Life though. "Life" with a capital 'L'.
Babies tonight. What a surprise. I don't think I'm going to have children for a very very long time. Oohh! There's some blogging for you. I'll tell you aaaaalll about last Saturday.
Remember I was bitching about not wanting to work the coming Saturday? Well, turns out it was the best damn shift (can I use that term here? I don't know) that I've EVER had. Without either parent there, just a chick my own age, the atmosphere was SO relaxed, we didn't run around trying to do household chores that aren't meant to be part of the job anyway. We just sat around looked after the babies, played with them, and talked, mostly about what a raw deal this other chick was getting. (She works there full time y'see. She's an au pair. Means she lives there. O. M. G. I couldn't do it) It was fantastic. Best shift ever. If I had my choice, I'd always work with her. She's getting such a bad deal, I even gave her my number so she could call me anytime and fume and bitch about this woman. I feel so sorry for her.
I'm really getting into Lacuna Coil lately. I've known about em for ages. But I never really *tried* to get into em. I never downloaded anything or anything. But I'm really into em now. Yay! New music left right and centre. Its making me very happy.
Went to meet Tom and Em for dinner on Mondee night. That was fun, as always. Its weird coming into Macquarie at night. Not unpleasant though. 'Cept that everythings closed wen we get there. So, we end up spending about an hour there. Which seems like I'm not getting value for money there. But its still well fun to see 'em every so often. Coz it seems like its getting rarer since uni started again.
Also, I'm getting closer to Maddie again. I didn't have much to do with her for.. ages there. But Now I'm talking to her on the net again, and visiting her over the back fence a lot. Its nice. I love Maddie. Possibly more than Chris. OOoooOoOoOooo.. I'm hardcore. Chris is working too much. Too too much. Far too much. He should lighten up, and only work ONE job.
Aw man. I have to be at work in THREE hours. And I'm still no closer to my final image. And I guess I better start writing mah little synopses (??) and all. And get em figured out on a page so I can take em to get printed. And aw crap. I forgot to go photocopy some. That shits me. I guess I'll have to do that in the morning. I hate uni. Terrible load that it is HAR HAR HAR.
Ooo, Easter break next week! Roflcopter.
Dear lord, I hate that... word? No. Thing. I hate that thing.
I have been listening to the same songs over and over and over again on my playlist today. Finally I gave in and just made a smaller playlist so it would keep playing those songs. But it's getting SO boring now. I'm so sick of all my music. Aw, bitch bitch bitch.
Speaking of stupid music and wasting technology, my dad went out and bought himself an mp3 player yesterday. Dear lord. Thats like giving a monkey a shotgun. In that he'll get fed up trying to figure out how it works and throw it to the ground in a fit of rage. Ending in tragedy.
I have found the ultimate artist. Music artist that is. The ultimate music guy. And its not Nightwish. Its not System of a Down. Its not even The Offspring. Its this guy:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ayreon
Omg. *Metal* Opera? I hadn't even dreamed the term. I love it. LOVE IT. I really need to get an album. I don't know where I'll do that though. I looked up the Utopia site as well as the JB Hi-Fi site, and JB had MORE albums than Utopia. What the *crap* is that about? Isn't that just kinda putting Utopia out of business? Not that I mind, it was so hard getting into the city for decent metal. Now I just go to Hornsby. That makes me so happy, you have no idea. So happy, and so broke. Guh-ull-ull.
I don't know where I'm going to get this last image. Looking back at previous posts, I'm really tempted to steal one of Tim's toast piccys. Just coz my lecturer would crack up. I don't know what it says about Life though. "Life" with a capital 'L'.
Babies tonight. What a surprise. I don't think I'm going to have children for a very very long time. Oohh! There's some blogging for you. I'll tell you aaaaalll about last Saturday.
Remember I was bitching about not wanting to work the coming Saturday? Well, turns out it was the best damn shift (can I use that term here? I don't know) that I've EVER had. Without either parent there, just a chick my own age, the atmosphere was SO relaxed, we didn't run around trying to do household chores that aren't meant to be part of the job anyway. We just sat around looked after the babies, played with them, and talked, mostly about what a raw deal this other chick was getting. (She works there full time y'see. She's an au pair. Means she lives there. O. M. G. I couldn't do it) It was fantastic. Best shift ever. If I had my choice, I'd always work with her. She's getting such a bad deal, I even gave her my number so she could call me anytime and fume and bitch about this woman. I feel so sorry for her.
I'm really getting into Lacuna Coil lately. I've known about em for ages. But I never really *tried* to get into em. I never downloaded anything or anything. But I'm really into em now. Yay! New music left right and centre. Its making me very happy.
Went to meet Tom and Em for dinner on Mondee night. That was fun, as always. Its weird coming into Macquarie at night. Not unpleasant though. 'Cept that everythings closed wen we get there. So, we end up spending about an hour there. Which seems like I'm not getting value for money there. But its still well fun to see 'em every so often. Coz it seems like its getting rarer since uni started again.
Also, I'm getting closer to Maddie again. I didn't have much to do with her for.. ages there. But Now I'm talking to her on the net again, and visiting her over the back fence a lot. Its nice. I love Maddie. Possibly more than Chris. OOoooOoOoOooo.. I'm hardcore. Chris is working too much. Too too much. Far too much. He should lighten up, and only work ONE job.
Aw man. I have to be at work in THREE hours. And I'm still no closer to my final image. And I guess I better start writing mah little synopses (??) and all. And get em figured out on a page so I can take em to get printed. And aw crap. I forgot to go photocopy some. That shits me. I guess I'll have to do that in the morning. I hate uni. Terrible load that it is HAR HAR HAR.
Ooo, Easter break next week! Roflcopter.
Dear lord, I hate that... word? No. Thing. I hate that thing.
Memes ahoy
I said a long time ago.. you know, back in the old journal, that I would do this talking Media Player meme again once I had more mp3s. Seein' I'd only just got my compy, I didn't have too many. Now, I have like 30 hours worth, so I think that should be enough to glean some answers from the good ol' WMA. I can't actually remember if these were all accurate, coz I took it off Chris's blog, seeing that both the blog of Tom and of myself were obliterated. What I mean is, Chris might've added a few of these. I can't remember. But they sound funny anyway. So here we go again:
What do you think of me, WMA?
Trapt - Headstrong
So.. either that I'm.. er.. "trapt". Or that I'm a headstrong and stubborn etc individual. Or both. Perhaps, I'm "trapt" by my own headstrong-ness? Well, w00t to you WMA.
Will I have a happy life?
Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue - Where the Wild Roses Grow
.. I'm gonna take that as an affirmative I think. Sounds idyllic at least. Unless the roses are some kind of genetic mutation that causes death to all that look upon them. ..D'you think thats it?
What do my friends really think of me?
Franz Ferdinand - This Fire
Heh. Cool. That I'm feisty? That I'm some kind of innuendo to sex? Well, thats true. Or that I'm boring and I shouldn't have ever been downloaded?
Do people secretly lust after me?
Rammstein - Mein Herz Brennt
(So we all know, "My heart burns") I think that pretty much says it all. SOMEBODY's heart burns with a fiery passion. Now.. just to find out who. I'll start with the burns ward.
How can I make myself happy?
Nightwish - Away
Go away? WMA, do you really hate me so much? Oh, I see what you're saying. Right.
What should I do with my life?
Rhapsody - Guardians of Destiny (English Version)
Um.. What? I should.. guard destiny then?
Why must life be so full of pain?
The Offspring - (Can't Get My) Head Around You
Because I can't get my head around it? Because people can't get their head around me, so I'm left lonely and.. alone? Or.. you know, what?
How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
Unwritten Law - Seein Red
Ahhhahahaa. So.. red lingerie then? Heh. Sexy.
Will I ever have children?
Ayreon - Temple of the Cat
You. What. Ohh.. so. No, I'll have a cat instead. Well.. thats a little depressing. Seems like its constant nappy-free time with a cat. OR. Will my *house* become the temple of the cat, and I'll have HUNDREDS of them? Man, I love that crazy cat lady off'a the Simpsons. She's gotta be my favourite character. But.. y'know.. I don't wanna turn into her. If thats cool..
Will I die happy?
Linkin Park - In the End
Oh.. peas. So life will be a horrible struggle that I won't be happy in for the most part, but In The End, I'll die happy? Awwww peas.
Can you give me some advice?
Zoe Poledouris - I Have Not Been to Paradise
Hmmm.. So.. I.. should take you to Paradise? Sounds sexy.. but you're.. my media player. Umm.. yeah.
What do you think happiness is?
The Strokes - Last Nite
Eh.. heh.. heh.. (I thought we agreed never to tell anyone about that..?) HAH. YEAH. Um. I don't know what to make of THIS one. HEH.
Oh man. Someone thinks I'm having sex with my computer. And that its enjoying it.
What's my favourite fetish?
Nightwish - Dead Gardens
Oh my. Thats just plain creepy. Though I can imagine how that could be a turn on. Y'know. If you use your imagination. A little bit.
Anyway, mah peeps. Thats mah meme. It wasn't as good as I'd hoped it would be, but at least I've lived up to the promise that I'd do it again someday. And I did. And it wasn't as good as the first time. Dammit.
Real update coming later.
What do you think of me, WMA?
Trapt - Headstrong
So.. either that I'm.. er.. "trapt". Or that I'm a headstrong and stubborn etc individual. Or both. Perhaps, I'm "trapt" by my own headstrong-ness? Well, w00t to you WMA.
Will I have a happy life?
Nick Cave & Kylie Minogue - Where the Wild Roses Grow
.. I'm gonna take that as an affirmative I think. Sounds idyllic at least. Unless the roses are some kind of genetic mutation that causes death to all that look upon them. ..D'you think thats it?
What do my friends really think of me?
Franz Ferdinand - This Fire
Heh. Cool. That I'm feisty? That I'm some kind of innuendo to sex? Well, thats true. Or that I'm boring and I shouldn't have ever been downloaded?
Do people secretly lust after me?
Rammstein - Mein Herz Brennt
(So we all know, "My heart burns") I think that pretty much says it all. SOMEBODY's heart burns with a fiery passion. Now.. just to find out who. I'll start with the burns ward.
How can I make myself happy?
Nightwish - Away
Go away? WMA, do you really hate me so much? Oh, I see what you're saying. Right.
What should I do with my life?
Rhapsody - Guardians of Destiny (English Version)
Um.. What? I should.. guard destiny then?
Why must life be so full of pain?
The Offspring - (Can't Get My) Head Around You
Because I can't get my head around it? Because people can't get their head around me, so I'm left lonely and.. alone? Or.. you know, what?
How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
Unwritten Law - Seein Red
Ahhhahahaa. So.. red lingerie then? Heh. Sexy.
Will I ever have children?
Ayreon - Temple of the Cat
You. What. Ohh.. so. No, I'll have a cat instead. Well.. thats a little depressing. Seems like its constant nappy-free time with a cat. OR. Will my *house* become the temple of the cat, and I'll have HUNDREDS of them? Man, I love that crazy cat lady off'a the Simpsons. She's gotta be my favourite character. But.. y'know.. I don't wanna turn into her. If thats cool..
Will I die happy?
Linkin Park - In the End
Oh.. peas. So life will be a horrible struggle that I won't be happy in for the most part, but In The End, I'll die happy? Awwww peas.
Can you give me some advice?
Zoe Poledouris - I Have Not Been to Paradise
Hmmm.. So.. I.. should take you to Paradise? Sounds sexy.. but you're.. my media player. Umm.. yeah.
What do you think happiness is?
The Strokes - Last Nite
Eh.. heh.. heh.. (I thought we agreed never to tell anyone about that..?) HAH. YEAH. Um. I don't know what to make of THIS one. HEH.
Oh man. Someone thinks I'm having sex with my computer. And that its enjoying it.
What's my favourite fetish?
Nightwish - Dead Gardens
Oh my. Thats just plain creepy. Though I can imagine how that could be a turn on. Y'know. If you use your imagination. A little bit.
Anyway, mah peeps. Thats mah meme. It wasn't as good as I'd hoped it would be, but at least I've lived up to the promise that I'd do it again someday. And I did. And it wasn't as good as the first time. Dammit.
Real update coming later.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Welcome back
Well, last post was a happy mix of insanity, inanity and abuse. A job well done I would think. But probly not a post I would want people reading as a first impression. Or.. would I?
Anyway, I'm here to write some more. Mostly out of boredom. Also to keep my mind busy. Which are, actually, two different things. They just sound the same. I should be looking at dead bodies right now. Should be. But somehow, I'm the only one who seems to see something wrong with making a special trip out to Homebush to look at dead bodies filled with silicon with class. Yeah, is there something weird about me? Or about them.
I swear, the enthusiasm with which some people were agreeing to go see these corpses is nothing short of ghoulish. I'm sure at least half must've just been nodding with ghastly grins on their faces just to be some sort of emo/goth/fearless cool in front of others. Not me. There is no force in heaven or earth that could make me spend my afternoon gazing thoughtfully at the living impaired.
And I refuse to get pulled into some kind of "well, you watch SVU" debate. I'm aware of the hypocrisy. But there's a line drawn in my mind, and I'm not going to let Cul101 throw up all over it.
Speaking of Cul101, I'm in dire need of a concept I can explore through use of images. But I'm stumped. And I *know* some pretty creative people read this blog.. on and off. I want some serious suggestions. Lest I die of assignmentlessness. Its a pandemic, I tells ya.
Dammit. I really *really* don't want to work on Saturday. *REALLY*. I even had a nightmare about it last night. A serious nightmare. Its been ages since I've had a real nightmare. When you start having nightmares about work, is it usually a sign that you're in the wrong line of work? I don't know. I think it might be. The demon babies will haunt me the rest of my days.
Thats a dirty lie. There weren't any demon babies.
So, my scheduled meeting with Maddie and Chris went well last night. In that, I had a vodka fanta, and we went to McDonalds. I don't think I can ever go to McDonalds again. The very sight of it is starting to turn my stomach. No, thats a dirty lie too. But we go there a lot. Like a *lot*. More than I think even *they'd* recommend. Also, we saw Pedrum. For all those who don't remember/know him, he went to school with us. He was in my music class for 2 years. Or 1 year. Or X years. But yeah, Chris'd never spoken to him in his life, and he ended up pedalling his music to him while we were in line. Maybe Chris should've been in my music class.
I'm thinking about starting singing lessons. I got good advice from a friend lately about my crippling boredom and self-esteem issues, which was to find something that I'd always wanted to do but discarded it, and to concentrate on it for a little while. I think that something might be singing lessons. I don't have high aspirations. I just want to be able to sing without screwing up every two seconds. I think this is something worth looking into.
Maybe then I can start my own epic-melodic-female-singer-metal-band. Yeah! Screw you Nightwish!
And wear pretty dresses ALL the time.
Yup, thinking aloud.. er.. typing.. er.. saying thoughts in cyber words now.
Man. I really need this theme for my visual portfolio. I just have no idea what to do. And its due in a week!! ONE WEEK! I'm so screwed. Naw, I can do it. Once I have an idea what to do it on, I'll be fine. Its just the idea mongering that's holding me back.
I think I'm gonna go research some singing teachers now. Auf Wiedersehen.
(edit)
By research singing teachers, I mean do Homestar Runner Quizzes
Which HomestarRunner.com Character Are You?
Anyway, I'm here to write some more. Mostly out of boredom. Also to keep my mind busy. Which are, actually, two different things. They just sound the same. I should be looking at dead bodies right now. Should be. But somehow, I'm the only one who seems to see something wrong with making a special trip out to Homebush to look at dead bodies filled with silicon with class. Yeah, is there something weird about me? Or about them.
I swear, the enthusiasm with which some people were agreeing to go see these corpses is nothing short of ghoulish. I'm sure at least half must've just been nodding with ghastly grins on their faces just to be some sort of emo/goth/fearless cool in front of others. Not me. There is no force in heaven or earth that could make me spend my afternoon gazing thoughtfully at the living impaired.
And I refuse to get pulled into some kind of "well, you watch SVU" debate. I'm aware of the hypocrisy. But there's a line drawn in my mind, and I'm not going to let Cul101 throw up all over it.
Speaking of Cul101, I'm in dire need of a concept I can explore through use of images. But I'm stumped. And I *know* some pretty creative people read this blog.. on and off. I want some serious suggestions. Lest I die of assignmentlessness. Its a pandemic, I tells ya.
Dammit. I really *really* don't want to work on Saturday. *REALLY*. I even had a nightmare about it last night. A serious nightmare. Its been ages since I've had a real nightmare. When you start having nightmares about work, is it usually a sign that you're in the wrong line of work? I don't know. I think it might be. The demon babies will haunt me the rest of my days.
Thats a dirty lie. There weren't any demon babies.
So, my scheduled meeting with Maddie and Chris went well last night. In that, I had a vodka fanta, and we went to McDonalds. I don't think I can ever go to McDonalds again. The very sight of it is starting to turn my stomach. No, thats a dirty lie too. But we go there a lot. Like a *lot*. More than I think even *they'd* recommend. Also, we saw Pedrum. For all those who don't remember/know him, he went to school with us. He was in my music class for 2 years. Or 1 year. Or X years. But yeah, Chris'd never spoken to him in his life, and he ended up pedalling his music to him while we were in line. Maybe Chris should've been in my music class.
I'm thinking about starting singing lessons. I got good advice from a friend lately about my crippling boredom and self-esteem issues, which was to find something that I'd always wanted to do but discarded it, and to concentrate on it for a little while. I think that something might be singing lessons. I don't have high aspirations. I just want to be able to sing without screwing up every two seconds. I think this is something worth looking into.
Maybe then I can start my own epic-melodic-female-singer-metal-band. Yeah! Screw you Nightwish!
And wear pretty dresses ALL the time.
Yup, thinking aloud.. er.. typing.. er.. saying thoughts in cyber words now.
Man. I really need this theme for my visual portfolio. I just have no idea what to do. And its due in a week!! ONE WEEK! I'm so screwed. Naw, I can do it. Once I have an idea what to do it on, I'll be fine. Its just the idea mongering that's holding me back.
I think I'm gonna go research some singing teachers now. Auf Wiedersehen.
By research singing teachers, I mean do Homestar Runner Quizzes
Which HomestarRunner.com Character Are You?
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Things that I do
Here I am. Here am I. I'm writing in my very own blog. Wooowiiee look'a me mum!
I don't know what the crap is wrong with me today. I can only put it down to overtiredness. I had so little sleep last night, then had to get up at Sparrows fart to go to work for like 5 hours. Granted, it was a lovely short work. She unexpectedly came home early, and I could get the crap outta there. But next week... oh dear lord. If I turn up dead.. you know.. anywhere. It'll be coz of.. shut up. Next week is going to suck some serious monkey turds, so expect grouchiness to the power of two twins and a 3 year old.
Tonight, there is revelry. I don't know what form that revelry will take, as it seems to be sort of confused. I think we'll just end up making it up as we go along. And those are usually the *best* of nights, or the *worst* of nights. I have high hopes. Anyway, Tom, Em, Greg and Greg's brother. I'd call him Chris, but that wouldn't help, seeing there are about a trillion Chris's's's in my social network. Believe me, I know. I mapped it out once. Linguistics, my ass.
Yeah, so, this entry is pretty much filling in time. Greg's picking me up, and we all know Greggy's record for punctuality. Bwaha. Well, I guess if you don't, you just figured it out. :P Sorry Greggums, I still love you. Just.. you know. Be on time and all. :P
So tired. So very tired. I.. think? I've sort of lost all feeling to my.. wherever you feel tiredness. I'm buzzing but I know I shouldn't be, and I know I'll crash early. Like, you know, when things start to pick up in whatever we do tonight. Ain't it always the way. I love being bouncy, but it neverEVER lasts. I think I should start popping Speed. Yeah. That'd do it.
I keep hearing cars that *aren't* Gregs.
Unless it is.
My brother just called. That was nice. His house has a room letting if anyone is interested. In Petersham, my brother, who you *know* is cool, and a chick called Bea, who is equally cool or moreso, but she's not getting married. So there. Wait.. what the crap'm I talking about?
Point is... shut up.
Where the crap is Greg.
I saw Sin City the other day. Man that is a fabulous movie. Absolutely friggin marvelous. I mean, once you get past the uber-violence. Which I need to. But ONCE you get past it... man.. best movie ever. Ever single shot was a masterpiece. ... Maybe excluding the one where he's beating the yellow guy. What the crap was that.
Still.. what a fabulous movie. I simply loved it. Also, I saw Memento last night. Which my class is watching in two weeks. HAhaa... no uni for me then. Wooop!
That was a great movie too. Never seen a movie what was backwards before, missir.
Screw this blogging crap.
I don't know what the crap is wrong with me today. I can only put it down to overtiredness. I had so little sleep last night, then had to get up at Sparrows fart to go to work for like 5 hours. Granted, it was a lovely short work. She unexpectedly came home early, and I could get the crap outta there. But next week... oh dear lord. If I turn up dead.. you know.. anywhere. It'll be coz of.. shut up. Next week is going to suck some serious monkey turds, so expect grouchiness to the power of two twins and a 3 year old.
Tonight, there is revelry. I don't know what form that revelry will take, as it seems to be sort of confused. I think we'll just end up making it up as we go along. And those are usually the *best* of nights, or the *worst* of nights. I have high hopes. Anyway, Tom, Em, Greg and Greg's brother. I'd call him Chris, but that wouldn't help, seeing there are about a trillion Chris's's's in my social network. Believe me, I know. I mapped it out once. Linguistics, my ass.
Yeah, so, this entry is pretty much filling in time. Greg's picking me up, and we all know Greggy's record for punctuality. Bwaha. Well, I guess if you don't, you just figured it out. :P Sorry Greggums, I still love you. Just.. you know. Be on time and all. :P
So tired. So very tired. I.. think? I've sort of lost all feeling to my.. wherever you feel tiredness. I'm buzzing but I know I shouldn't be, and I know I'll crash early. Like, you know, when things start to pick up in whatever we do tonight. Ain't it always the way. I love being bouncy, but it neverEVER lasts. I think I should start popping Speed. Yeah. That'd do it.
I keep hearing cars that *aren't* Gregs.
Unless it is.
My brother just called. That was nice. His house has a room letting if anyone is interested. In Petersham, my brother, who you *know* is cool, and a chick called Bea, who is equally cool or moreso, but she's not getting married. So there. Wait.. what the crap'm I talking about?
Point is... shut up.
Where the crap is Greg.
I saw Sin City the other day. Man that is a fabulous movie. Absolutely friggin marvelous. I mean, once you get past the uber-violence. Which I need to. But ONCE you get past it... man.. best movie ever. Ever single shot was a masterpiece. ... Maybe excluding the one where he's beating the yellow guy. What the crap was that.
Still.. what a fabulous movie. I simply loved it. Also, I saw Memento last night. Which my class is watching in two weeks. HAhaa... no uni for me then. Wooop!
That was a great movie too. Never seen a movie what was backwards before, missir.
Screw this blogging crap.
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Third... Naw, Shut up.
Know what? I think its time to blog.
Woo! Its been a while since I've been here. So I guess its time to keep you up to date with all the happs in my fairly average, and yet, oh-so-special life.
Yeah, no, what? I have nothing to say.
Umm.. D&D two weeks in a row! If thats not worth mentioning, NOTHING is. Considering we haven't managed to do it for like.. two MONTHS in a row. So yeah. That was good fun. Traipsing about the desert looking for undead, and.. being stuck under a mystical magical maniacal forcefield through which only gaseous form will let us escape. Woo! I love living lives that aren't mine.
Me and Tom really should be given separate time-outs. We're so bad together. We disrupt gameplay like no-ones business. Jokes here, contestations there. Ahh, we're naughty.
BUT! My character earned nearly 50gp whorin' last night! In the desert! How randoms that? Tom's down to 17gp or somethin' and I'm all "maybe you should give whorin' a try?"
Oh, yeah, so I've started working for the Turramurra baby people again now. So if I can't do something social some Saturday, you'll know why. Man, those babies are SO FRIGGIN' CUTE. They are simply adorable. They have tiny little teeth. And they run like maniacs. And then they trip. Awwwww!!
I've found something worse than the bogan though. Oh my. And its the North Shore socialite/prettyboy. Walking around Turramurra looking for an ATM, there wasn't one person who gave me a funny look coz I LOOKED like I'd been working on my feet for eight hours without a break, and had melodic metal blasting out mah ears. So judgemental those people. At least a bogan is friendly. You can get a conversation out of a bogan. But whooaa. Those North Shore yuppies. Pssschh. Kill 'em all.
Wait.. what?
Went out to.. um. Er. Somewhere with Maddie the other day. Roselands I think? It was random anyway. She bought lots of shoes. By lots of, I mean, two pairs. But thats lots to me, seeing I buy one pair at a time, and thats when they're falling off me. But yeah. Friggin' bargain. She bought a pair, and mentioned she'd seen em cheap at another store, for $35 bucks. So the lady conceded and gave em to her cheap. I went and looked at the box later. SEVENTY FIVE BUCKS. Wow. Thats one hell of a discount.
Greg's Barbecue was last weekend. That was lots of fun. Lots of... crashing cars fun. And Magic. And molto yummerando food. Thanks for cooking Greg. I can't remember a lot of it now, it seems like so long ago. But you know. I remember it was fun. Thanks Greg! I guess maybe its my turn to host something soon. :(
Anyway, my day is slipping into the past. I should go. My dad is out, my mum is going to work, my brother doesn't live here anymore. I gots the house to mahself. What should I do? Anyone wanna come over? :)
:(
Woo! Its been a while since I've been here. So I guess its time to keep you up to date with all the happs in my fairly average, and yet, oh-so-special life.
Yeah, no, what? I have nothing to say.
Umm.. D&D two weeks in a row! If thats not worth mentioning, NOTHING is. Considering we haven't managed to do it for like.. two MONTHS in a row. So yeah. That was good fun. Traipsing about the desert looking for undead, and.. being stuck under a mystical magical maniacal forcefield through which only gaseous form will let us escape. Woo! I love living lives that aren't mine.
Me and Tom really should be given separate time-outs. We're so bad together. We disrupt gameplay like no-ones business. Jokes here, contestations there. Ahh, we're naughty.
BUT! My character earned nearly 50gp whorin' last night! In the desert! How randoms that? Tom's down to 17gp or somethin' and I'm all "maybe you should give whorin' a try?"
Oh, yeah, so I've started working for the Turramurra baby people again now. So if I can't do something social some Saturday, you'll know why. Man, those babies are SO FRIGGIN' CUTE. They are simply adorable. They have tiny little teeth. And they run like maniacs. And then they trip. Awwwww!!
I've found something worse than the bogan though. Oh my. And its the North Shore socialite/prettyboy. Walking around Turramurra looking for an ATM, there wasn't one person who gave me a funny look coz I LOOKED like I'd been working on my feet for eight hours without a break, and had melodic metal blasting out mah ears. So judgemental those people. At least a bogan is friendly. You can get a conversation out of a bogan. But whooaa. Those North Shore yuppies. Pssschh. Kill 'em all.
Wait.. what?
Went out to.. um. Er. Somewhere with Maddie the other day. Roselands I think? It was random anyway. She bought lots of shoes. By lots of, I mean, two pairs. But thats lots to me, seeing I buy one pair at a time, and thats when they're falling off me. But yeah. Friggin' bargain. She bought a pair, and mentioned she'd seen em cheap at another store, for $35 bucks. So the lady conceded and gave em to her cheap. I went and looked at the box later. SEVENTY FIVE BUCKS. Wow. Thats one hell of a discount.
Greg's Barbecue was last weekend. That was lots of fun. Lots of... crashing cars fun. And Magic. And molto yummerando food. Thanks for cooking Greg. I can't remember a lot of it now, it seems like so long ago. But you know. I remember it was fun. Thanks Greg! I guess maybe its my turn to host something soon. :(
Anyway, my day is slipping into the past. I should go. My dad is out, my mum is going to work, my brother doesn't live here anymore. I gots the house to mahself. What should I do? Anyone wanna come over? :)
:(
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Second evah!!
I guess it's time.. yes.. its time... time for JESS'S SECOND ENTRY!
If you get excited about something you did wrong, like not updating for weeks, other people will too. There's a lesson in that. I think I pretty much just summed it up.
Uni is back, and mondays suck. Oh no! Not for me! What're you talking about? No, Mondays suck because every single person I know, apart from my dad, is either working or at uni. Or at school.. but I don't like to talk about that..
My timetable is fabulous. Possibly/extremely helped by the fact that I'm only doing two units. Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. Heh.. I have to have a little giggle while I can, when I hear everyone else complaining about "9am starts" or "8am starts" or... y'know. Other things.
Speaking of uni, let me set a scene for you. Tuesday afternoons, after a nice sleep in. You go into your Mus102 class, in which you will be discussing Rock'n'Roll, Psychadelia, and all the other fun stuff about music. You then discover that your lecturer is a hot 25 (give or take) year old english guy with a dreamy accent. You also discover that your class is full of friends from previous semesters, and all new ones. Doesn't that sound positively AWESOME?
How is it then.. considering this guys age, and the subject matter, that it is the most BORING class that anyone could possibly imagine? Oh! Here's how:
He really couldn't make it more boring if he sat down and thought about it for goodness' sake.
Hey! I just used bulletpoints in a journal entry. Am I cool or what?
I really wanna play Magic guys. Seriously, whenever someone reads this, come to my house, we'll play Magic. No foolin'.
Greg is having a BBQ on Sunday. That's exciting. I don't know why exactly, there've been barbecues before. But I'm excited about this one. Don't ask why. I've just explained. Also,Greg's house again. That's always fun. Greg's house is fun. Again, don't know why. Just dealin' the complements as they come.
It was Julieanne's birthday the other day. We went to Centennial Park and.. er.. Barbecued. But that was awesome too. New surroundings (though slightly awkward to get to), good friends, good food, and bogans. Booooggannns EVERYWHERE!
I have so many new friends in my news classes! In first semester, I had friends because they came to me and started talking. This semester, all the new first semesters are in, and I see them and take pity on them, and I'm the instigator of the friendship. I just love that. I used to be so shy. And now, I'm shouting random things in class, and making a fool of myself in front of new people, and I don't even care! Its FANTASTIC!
Point is, woot.
I miss people like Tom, and Greg, and Silvia and CHRIS though. It seems like ages since I've done anything with them.. but really it was last weekend. But yeah.. I want mah old friends back. You read this, you come to mah house bi-atches. You hear me? Or... read me? Yeah. So. Come here.... NOW!
If you get excited about something you did wrong, like not updating for weeks, other people will too. There's a lesson in that. I think I pretty much just summed it up.
Uni is back, and mondays suck. Oh no! Not for me! What're you talking about? No, Mondays suck because every single person I know, apart from my dad, is either working or at uni. Or at school.. but I don't like to talk about that..
My timetable is fabulous. Possibly/extremely helped by the fact that I'm only doing two units. Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. Heh.. I have to have a little giggle while I can, when I hear everyone else complaining about "9am starts" or "8am starts" or... y'know. Other things.
Speaking of uni, let me set a scene for you. Tuesday afternoons, after a nice sleep in. You go into your Mus102 class, in which you will be discussing Rock'n'Roll, Psychadelia, and all the other fun stuff about music. You then discover that your lecturer is a hot 25 (give or take) year old english guy with a dreamy accent. You also discover that your class is full of friends from previous semesters, and all new ones. Doesn't that sound positively AWESOME?
How is it then.. considering this guys age, and the subject matter, that it is the most BORING class that anyone could possibly imagine? Oh! Here's how:
- He's strict about talking in class, like in HIGHSCHOOL for shits sake.
- He stands in the front of the class and speaks in a monotone for 4 hours.
- His "visual aids" consist of black words on white background. Nothing else.
He really couldn't make it more boring if he sat down and thought about it for goodness' sake.
Hey! I just used bulletpoints in a journal entry. Am I cool or what?
I really wanna play Magic guys. Seriously, whenever someone reads this, come to my house, we'll play Magic. No foolin'.
Greg is having a BBQ on Sunday. That's exciting. I don't know why exactly, there've been barbecues before. But I'm excited about this one. Don't ask why. I've just explained. Also,Greg's house again. That's always fun. Greg's house is fun. Again, don't know why. Just dealin' the complements as they come.
It was Julieanne's birthday the other day. We went to Centennial Park and.. er.. Barbecued. But that was awesome too. New surroundings (though slightly awkward to get to), good friends, good food, and bogans. Booooggannns EVERYWHERE!
I have so many new friends in my news classes! In first semester, I had friends because they came to me and started talking. This semester, all the new first semesters are in, and I see them and take pity on them, and I'm the instigator of the friendship. I just love that. I used to be so shy. And now, I'm shouting random things in class, and making a fool of myself in front of new people, and I don't even care! Its FANTASTIC!
Point is, woot.
I miss people like Tom, and Greg, and Silvia and CHRIS though. It seems like ages since I've done anything with them.. but really it was last weekend. But yeah.. I want mah old friends back. You read this, you come to mah house bi-atches. You hear me? Or... read me? Yeah. So. Come here.... NOW!
Thursday, February 23, 2006
First evah!
Woo!
First ever post at mah new journal. Yeah, I know *blogger*, *blogspot*, *blog blog blog*. But its still a journal to me. Oh diary-x I miss you! But not enough to wait around for you to come back up. So here I am instead.
It better be good or I'll... *shakes fist*
Yeah, no I dunno. I miss diary-x. I really got used to it. And its awesome template that Tom made. Pssch. That was great. Compared to these silly ones. The best I can find is black. What's up with that? Uhm.. I mean.. I bow down before the almighty Blogger. Psschh.
So yeah, what's been going down lately? I ask of myself. All sorts of things. Wonderful WONDERFUL things. Also, things of less wonderfulness.
I went to the dentist today. I was disappointed to hear that I didn't have holes in my teeth. I thought, if I had holes, she'd patch them up and that'd get rid of the horrible pain in my teeth whenever I eat different things. But no. Apparently its my wisdom teeth, and I might have to get them removed. Ugghhh. And as if that's not bad enough, she says I'll have to wait about a year. Which means, you clever lady, I'm going to be stuck with this horrible pain for another year, before having them *well* drilled? That sounds fun. Oh yes, I love the dentist.
I'm going bowling tomorrow. Well, today actually, but I don't like to get pedantic. Heh heh. I don't know why I'm so stoked about it. Also, I don't know why I just used the word 'stoked' for the first time in a real sentence in a totally un-ironic fashion. I don't like bowling that much. Maybe its just the social social social interaction. I like people... some people. Greg is coming over early for Magic. Woo magic!
Ooo, I got my results back from last semester! Woo, Creds and a Pass! That makes me feel well pleased, what with me expecting PCs and possibly Fs for a lot of these subjects. Woo! And I've enrolled for next semester which should be AWESOME. I'm doing a little course I (and they) like to call "Passion, Rebellion and Identity in Popular Music". Compared with things like "Language, culture and communication" and "cultural studies" from last semester, I have a feeling this little unit might be something I'll enjoy and *maybe* even be good at. So what if it has nothing to do with Psychology? What's your point? Pscch. Walk away, dude. Step off.
I really like this font. I wonder what it is.
Oh, and I'm also doing Intro to Visual Culture, coz Aaron's the lecturer. And any class that had Aaron as lecturer should be taken. Taken and taken again. I was lucky, I was in the last MAS104 class he's ever going to teach. I feel MOST lucky.
Psschh. He'll be the first to tell you that if you can do a class at SIBT to get the marks, rather than one that has anything to do with your desired degree, might as well screw em over at SIBT while you can, coz they're money-grubbing bastards. Woo! Go education!
Had a night-out with Sarah the other night. That was good fun. I haven't seen her in a long time. Oh it was so good to see her again. She's so much fun without asking anything in return. I simply love her to pieces. TO PIECES!! YOU HEAR ME?!
Oh I guess this is long enough for a first entry. Blah blah blah. There's gotta be something else to say.. Nope. Bye.
[EDIT] (24th Feb)
I've been tagged. By Sarah! Woo! Here I go..
Four jobs I've had:
First ever post at mah new journal. Yeah, I know *blogger*, *blogspot*, *blog blog blog*. But its still a journal to me. Oh diary-x I miss you! But not enough to wait around for you to come back up. So here I am instead.
It better be good or I'll... *shakes fist*
Yeah, no I dunno. I miss diary-x. I really got used to it. And its awesome template that Tom made. Pssch. That was great. Compared to these silly ones. The best I can find is black. What's up with that? Uhm.. I mean.. I bow down before the almighty Blogger. Psschh.
So yeah, what's been going down lately? I ask of myself. All sorts of things. Wonderful WONDERFUL things. Also, things of less wonderfulness.
I went to the dentist today. I was disappointed to hear that I didn't have holes in my teeth. I thought, if I had holes, she'd patch them up and that'd get rid of the horrible pain in my teeth whenever I eat different things. But no. Apparently its my wisdom teeth, and I might have to get them removed. Ugghhh. And as if that's not bad enough, she says I'll have to wait about a year. Which means, you clever lady, I'm going to be stuck with this horrible pain for another year, before having them *well* drilled? That sounds fun. Oh yes, I love the dentist.
I'm going bowling tomorrow. Well, today actually, but I don't like to get pedantic. Heh heh. I don't know why I'm so stoked about it. Also, I don't know why I just used the word 'stoked' for the first time in a real sentence in a totally un-ironic fashion. I don't like bowling that much. Maybe its just the social social social interaction. I like people... some people. Greg is coming over early for Magic. Woo magic!
Ooo, I got my results back from last semester! Woo, Creds and a Pass! That makes me feel well pleased, what with me expecting PCs and possibly Fs for a lot of these subjects. Woo! And I've enrolled for next semester which should be AWESOME. I'm doing a little course I (and they) like to call "Passion, Rebellion and Identity in Popular Music". Compared with things like "Language, culture and communication" and "cultural studies" from last semester, I have a feeling this little unit might be something I'll enjoy and *maybe* even be good at. So what if it has nothing to do with Psychology? What's your point? Pscch. Walk away, dude. Step off.
I really like this font. I wonder what it is.
Oh, and I'm also doing Intro to Visual Culture, coz Aaron's the lecturer. And any class that had Aaron as lecturer should be taken. Taken and taken again. I was lucky, I was in the last MAS104 class he's ever going to teach. I feel MOST lucky.
Psschh. He'll be the first to tell you that if you can do a class at SIBT to get the marks, rather than one that has anything to do with your desired degree, might as well screw em over at SIBT while you can, coz they're money-grubbing bastards. Woo! Go education!
Had a night-out with Sarah the other night. That was good fun. I haven't seen her in a long time. Oh it was so good to see her again. She's so much fun without asking anything in return. I simply love her to pieces. TO PIECES!! YOU HEAR ME?!
Oh I guess this is long enough for a first entry. Blah blah blah. There's gotta be something else to say.. Nope. Bye.
[EDIT] (24th Feb)
I've been tagged. By Sarah! Woo! Here I go..
Four jobs I've had:
- Babysitter
- Nanny (there IS a difference)
- Party Host
- Umm.. I've done market research for money...?
- Serenity
- The Princess Bride
- Sleepy Hollow
- Pirates of the Caribbean
- Westleigh
- Lane Cove
- Canberra
- Narooma
- Firefly
- Law and Order (all of em)
- Futurama
- Family Guy
- Er.. Canberra
- Er.. Tangalooma!
- Er.. Victoria for a day.
- Er.................... school.. ? :P
- Butter Chicken
- Traditional Christmas (er.. Pork, veggies, taters, gravy etc)
- Roast Chicken
- Palak Gosht
- Tom's blog (when its up)
- Order of the Stick (webcomic)
- Diesel Sweeties (webcomic)
- Yahoo! Games (shut up you..)
- Peach Iced Tea!!
- Lemon Iced Tea!!
- Pepsi Max (quiet)
- Rum rum rum..
- Wherever Nightwish is. As their new singer :)
- Playing Magic with my awesome friends.
- Asleep
- I dunno, here is pretty good at the mo.
- Greg, Emma, Chris, Sarah, brother, J&J sometimes, and anyone else I've forgotten. I love you all!
- Mum/Dad
- Trains
- Buses
- Tom
- Greg
- Silvia
- I have no friends it seems. Not blogging friends. I'm gonna say Chris even though he on't do it.
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