The Events in the Life of....

2003-04-11T23:56:00.000-07:00

ok guyz...blog will be down until further notice...to busy body into my life please redirect
urself here:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/asuka_reckoning

2003-04-07T20:14:00.000-07:00

Events in the Life of my Pancreas

Had to cut previous mindless chatter rather abruptly due to...actually...do not seem to recall why i stopped in mid rant. I don't even know why i bother to continue with this dying blog since the only person it seems to entertain is myself. though mind you, i could do with a bit of entertainment now and again not that my life which is just an inch short from being a day time soapie needs much vamping. Will attempt to be brief. *ha*

Why is it that guys such as JasOn only pick out the most lesbian entry i've done so far??? Apparently he was also at Glouchester Park on NYE...he however was not as fortunate as I because I happen to score with a blonde...woowee...of all the mundane things in life.

Yati's 21st was an eyeopener to say the least...not only for myself but also for my chum LuLu...who was lucky enough to finally witness her bf dirty dancing with another guy...i have to keep reminding her open relationships are all the rag nowadays. I guess a chicks diary wouldn't be complete w/o a detailed point for point description of what i wore that night, how i did my hair and what make-up effect i achieved...but i'll spare the male readers the torturous pain.

Asuka's Insightful Crap of the Day: I really loved ***** for the good person i thought he was, for the morals i thought he had instilled in him throought his upbringing. Its funny how we delude ourselves in thinking how well we know people. It's funnier still how some people can claim they even have a clue as to who we ourselves really are. Some person behind me right now probably *thinks* he knows me but in reality has no fecking clue. Everyone is just a projection of who they want to be, not who they really are. My hypothesis of course. We're just bouncing fragments of our personality towards individuals and gropus hoping they'll see what we want them too...and most of the time they do. i think the more deeper you looking into the character of a person the more disappointed you will be (of course there are freaks out there who will obviously disprove that current theory of mine). Hmmm *ponders*...in classic jerry style 'take care of yourself and each other'.

I've preordered the Order Of the Phoenix adult cover version...release date 21st June. I'm currently dying of anticipation.

Going to melb with claud on 9th July. I hope the weather is good to us.

OMG i've just been scanning through my past entries...why didn't anyone out there alert me to the fact that i actually sound/type like a massive retard? *cringe* What's with all the "squueeees" and shit...i utterly disgust myself.

Have decided that this fact is worthy of a footnote at least...have met through Devan a complete nutter. In fact I'm not sure who to put at the top of my hit list...this *dood* or devan for intro'ing us. Basically from what I hear of him...sterilizing him and releasing him on an island populated only by apes is not enough...a person such as this calls for durastic measures...uh oh...cK is here...must pretend to be doing work...

...any way this guy...and anyone who is updated on the events of my life will instantly know who i am referring to. pisses me off no end...not because he talks like a sleaze on irc...that i can deal with...not because he uses such vulgar phrases such as 'dood i creamed my pants' or even for the fact that he keeps trying to talk to my 14yr old sister. The one thing, the most annoying of annoying things about this cretin is the fact that he is incessantly NAGGING/HARRASSING/INSULTING MY INTELLECT by asking and then trying to argue with me on matters concerning finance and accounting. BOTH -might i add- of which i am majoring in and NONE of which he has majored in. He will ask me a question...which ok i can deal with and i answer...its one of those no brainer questions too...after he gets the answer he tells me 'ur wrong'...excuse me? fark off. And this is all on the basis of the fact that he
1. has a marketing degree and
2. works as a freaking bank teller or whatever the hell he is.
i'm sorry but i refuse to waste my time conversing with such a unicellular, half nucleiied protozoan...and even that's too flattering.

damn cK found me but he showed me how to do this wicked icqish sendy thingo at gp3...and i would say he is a nice bloke but for the fact that he called me smelly. also which i cannot rebut.

cut myself a fringe because i got bored with my face. i hate getting bored with my face so soon and suddenly because i tend to resort to extreme means to alleviate the itch. so now according to my sister i look like an Egyptian...due only to black hair, fringe and olive skin...because these squinty chinky eyes and nose are defnly not characteristic of that race.

i feel snubbed...no one online is talking to me...aside devan and he's only doing it cos he's at work and bored off his arse too...also he doesnt have any gossip for me...aside from the thai chick -w-i-n-k- *mwahahha*

so anyway life is looking up. although i cannot possibley reason why since three of my best buddies have decided to/have already thrown the noose round their necks and got hitched...well not hitch hitched but hitched ya know. ie: LLC, Bert and LuLu...ConGrats to the latter because she was just recently taken off the shelf...and Vic turns out to be a nice guy so its a fairytale match.

Winston still gambles?!!!!?!...hang on...so what...i'm suppose to be suprised? i think he's lost weight. its very concerning because that guy stresses like no one else i know.

shit its 12pm...i need to go to stall and do some work afterwards! I really want that book by sophie dahl...the man with the dancing eyes...i'm just too poor to buy it alas!

your fearless leader siging off

ps: this is obviously how much the strike on iraq is effecting me since i havnt even bothered to mention it until now. its not heartless or ignorant of me. just proves how sheltered we are in perth. amen

2003-03-22T23:21:00.000-08:00

Satisfaction

After months of neglect...here we go again. I'm sure Mr Wim will immediantly send me a colourful message reminding me that whatever lengthly topic I choose to whinge about now...it's just not worth his time reading. He also hates the fact that there is no 'comments' section here for him to tear my blog apart. I'm also thankful that he's not online currently because I just know he'll yell at me for not going to badminton again. My attendence record is nothing less than impressive...3 weeks of 100% non-attendence.

Lets begin with the usual rants...*pwoar what's that smell?*

Draco Update This is more like a Cassandra Claire update. The saga is really getting out of hand. Teenage angst doesnt even begin to describe the epics of this fanfic. So I'm here waiting patiently for either Steph or Ken or possible Claud to read DV12/11 and clue me in on what's happening with Draco/Harry/Hermione/Ginny...and possibly Ron if it's anything mind boggling

2003-01-06T09:12:00.000-08:00

You're ice! You can be very cold and distant and you are NOT a people person. You're pretty mean but you can be nice...to a select few.

What element are you?

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Best Romantic Comedy in a LoOooOng shot Two Weeks Notice was utterly brilliant. The only downer was the fact that there were parts that were shown to us in the ads on T.V about it but in the movie they cut it out. Phooey. Hugh Grant is sooo a heart throb! I mean I think I'd trade up Orli for him. Its the damn pommy accent that drives women crazy.

Yay...got Mr Garg to get me my b'day pressie. I love them too. Actually I love all my pressies this year!! The only thing I can whinge about is the fact that nobody paid attention to the fact that I still don't have a decent canvas and pastels to paint and draw on! Not a soul got me anything associated with fine arts! And I would've loved a guitar too. But I can just buy that for myself anytime. I saw this really nice slouchy bag at Kookai. and this really nice red snap Jag purse/baguette. Darn it I hate shopping!! And these groovy earings at SportsGirl!!!

Need to stop being so nice and taking peoples shifts for them at work. Need to say "no!"...in caps. NO

Go see Two Weeks NOtice
You'll love it. Cos Hugh Grant....*!*Swoon*!*

2003-01-04T23:34:00.000-08:00

Down on the Banks of the Hanky Panky

So, ok…Thaddeus made me one happy t00b when he took me shopping yesterday. In fact, he made me way too happy. Which means I’m going to have to think of a way to get a smile on his dial later on during the year too. *~Squeeee~* I’ve been oogling at “it” for a long time and now it’s mine…MINE…mwah! It’s just so pretty. The Ultimate in romantic couture. Mum said black would’ve been better, but I’ve got as many black as I’ll ever need. So I could only top “it” if there was one of “it” in a peach/copper colour…and colour isn’t a significant factor anyway. **gush~gush** -- Drool. Aside from the tingly euphoria I get every time I look at it, I also gets pangs of guilt cos he really shouldn'thave indulged me like that!! But I needn’t fear. He’d better be expecting something fantastic also. ~smirk~

This 21sthasn’t been all too crummy. Since I didn’t expect too much everything that has come my way has been out of this world. At the end of the day toleration of family coming en masse at me from every angle was still worth it because I love being doted on now and again. And no matter how unoriginal their gifts were (I can now write everyone in this world a letter with all the stationary gifts I got), the fact that they were all there (some from China!) meant the world to me. And I’m getting a new bedroom set from mum. Wicked. Now I gotta go pick one out. Unsure whether to go contemporary or Victorian. Also need to wait for sis to get a bigger mattress so she can have my old one. Ha! I love being the eldest at times like this! Lee-Ling’s present will be much appreciated also…in fact I think I need hers most of all.

C-restaurant is so sophisticated! You can really see the streets from a bird’s eye view up there! Joel thinks I’m tops now for exposing him to such a place because it’s a far cry from his red dirt whoop whoop work place. Murrin or whatever. And it was so sweet that the Willo boys dropped by. I love the willo boys. Also amen that Jo-schmo and Andrea came cos I was sorely missing the company of my bosom female friends. Next time I must go with Claudia.

Which Ringwraith are You?
By Lisa

Eks…we got cheese. 403 calories for every 100g consumed. So if I eat a whole kilo of cheese (Coon) that’s 4030 calories…*meep!*

Anyway, I want to go back to C-restaurant for dinner. I don’t think it’s that pricey compared to other classy restaurants in Perth. And that means I get to wear my dress!

Jo-schmo is getting me as many David Eddings books as she can. I wish her luck in scurraging. I appreciate them the more because of the physical effort she’ll have to exert in finding them!! ~*Huggles to Jo-Schmo~*

I cannot wait till the end of January. Really. Just cannot.

I love that Kookai skirt. I’m getting it once I’ve saved up enough money. I’ve already spent a lot of the b’day cash. And saw some Ugg boots I really find amusing too. Will consider it for winter if I can’t find a pair of pointy, kitten heel, tan suede raunched boots.

Is it just me or does it sound like my whole life revolves around shopping and clothes and shoes? Well, if that’s all I’ve got to worry about in life it’s a sweet deal!

Yong thinks I worry too much. He thinks a lot of things about me. At 21 he still calls me a ‘girl’. He thinks I should get with the times. Start doing things now and don’t plan too much ahead. Que sera sera and all that jazz. If he weren’t quite so level headed Yong would be quite an eccentric character me does so think. He’s a top bloke who has a lot of common sense the only problem with him is that he has no imagination whatsoever. In his defense however I must admit there are many blander variety of men.

I just opened Claud and Benspresent. OMG!!!! Do I love them more than YSL Rive Gauche Collection or WHAT?! What!! I now can pass off as a clone of ben and have acquired another peanuts t-shirt.*Wheeeee!* Ahahahhahaha…I swear this is the FUNNIEST present I have ever received. I hope wearing my new blue flannel shirt and beanie will help inspire all the designers in Italy and be a force to be reckoned with on the international catwalks. I will become Donatella Versace’s new muse. With this flannel shirt and beanie…I can do anything. With this new peanuts shirt I can conquer Monday mornings…either that or I can get away with being crabby after all. *huggles to lulu and bean-bags* smoochie kisses coming your way.

Now all I need is stretched acid free canvas to use my pastels on and I’m all good. Heehee…I’m still amused outta my mind.

Hayely says I “work in a sweat-shop – you know it honey” I do so! t00b.

Ok. Feeling warm and fuzzy now. I’ll end it here in case I gross everyone out. Right now I love everyone thanks to the flannel. It truly is an object of awesome power. If Aragorn wore flannel he might have scored a date with Frodo after all.

Ok then off to see Two Weeks notice!!! Hugh Grant a dreamboat and a half.

2003-01-02T03:30:00.000-08:00

Happy Birthday to Me!

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2002-12-31T21:19:00.000-08:00

The time has come when man must conquer, a new era greets us its distant glow....

The Dawn of another year…and literally too…I was still up (5am) to see the dawn of 2003. Quite decent. 31st December 2002 started with Lee-Ling being late in picking me up for Diona’s Nye party (am I suppose to be surprised?), so we reached D’s at 8 o’clock, and as we descended from the car this massively obese, fluffy, black cat greeted us. Ill omen? Who gives! I don’t believe in real life foreshadowing =] And besides llc was more concerned about getting the mangy thing off the streets in case it got run over.

...a new era greets us
its distant glow
tarnish the footing
where light feet tread
imprinting souls amidst
the cleaving wind...

How depressing! No Daily whinge. do not want to start new year whinging... :::gompy t00bs:::

Quite and cozy time at D’s. Ate two mini pies and three slices of pizza. Complimented by Weebs yummy-for-my-tummy potato salad. Andrea and Fuzzy rocked up so saw myself thrown into another air-headed debate on a collection of unimportant and highly superficial topics.

The only thing I can complain bitterly about last night was that there were too many parties to go too and not enough of me to go around. Party whore that I am. *snertle*

After hearing that there were approx. 20,000 people rubbing bodies at Gloucester Park (and this is at 6pm), my minions and I (plus a rather lardish looking Mr. Zaffino, lardish only because I accused of getting the last of the spoils on the pie tray) hauled ass at half past 9-ish.. I asked Mr. Winata along (I did so) but he didn’t come. Maybe I should have extended my invite further and invited his extensions for the night. Still dwelling on the ‘maybe’…upgrade to a ‘glad I did not’ looms on the horizon.

Talk of gourmet peanuts for elephants as ‘amusing-car-conversations’ amusing. Always on the ball, Dinh suggested we find parking further off and take one car to Gloucester Park. Wish I had thought of that. Such a smart suggestion seems only fitting that I should have thought of it first.

Oh-my-freaking-wassocks. Gloucester Park was not disappointing as I thought it would have been. In fact it was sooo ROCKING! It was the most happening place I’ve been to in a long time! We arrived just in time to squeeze ourselves amongst the crowd of uber happy teenagers and watch Jebadiah perform. Crowd surfing and diving galore. Smell of marijuana wafted by now and again but it was just the most under-control and sane level headed bunch of people head banging. Due to Ramit’s bad karma and the fact that he is Gimli height…the poor sod got elbowed and pushed about like a freshly plucked and stuffed turkey. He managed to jab as many bosoms and bums as he’ll ever want to in his lifetime. Even my love-handles weren’t safe.

The atmosphere was just happening. It makes me want to go to the Big Day out if the number of good bands there make it worthwhile forking out money from my ‘shoes-for-asuka’ piggy bank. I think they’re just as good as Oasis when they perform live. Damien (?) may not be able to sing as well as the Gallagher brothers but the amount of professionalism they display more than makes up for the wibbling rivalry and snotty attitudes of Noel and Liam. You should’ve seen Lee-Ling’s face when she found out that Vanessa was Vanessa…ie: a girl.

When their gig finished we went to brace ourselves for the mad onslaught that we anticipated to occur when a frenzy of bodies would rush from all directions and smother everything in sight so as to procure a prime position next to the track where the fireworks were to be released. Thanks to llc’s many years of perfecting her pushing in line and in front of everyone else technique, casting aside the evil glances and torridly painful death threats we managed to hold a stake on a 1sqm pad of grass. Wedge between an old woman and another fat woman we watching chicks in Lycra woo us with soulful 80’s tunes. Need I mention the sarcastic undertones?

The fireworks were spectacular!! They are just absolutely breathtaking. Almost utterly beyond description. All I could do during the first few minutes was gaze up directly above with my idiotic mouth gaped so wide you could fit a whale in it and laugh. I’m serious. If you had seen me then you’d have thought I was a freshly escaped psychiatric patient. I mean we were so close to where they were letting the fireworks off (less than 8m I say – correct me if I’m wrong) that it felt like a thousand cannons were being shot towards me and as they ascended and filled the black blue sky with their array of firefly sparks and wheels of colours you honestly felt like you could touch them if you just reached you arms out. Being that close to them…it’s like nothing you’ll ever know the feeling of unless you were there. I could have had the shittiest night on earth that night, but just seeing those fireworks up so close would’ve have reimbursed me a million times over. I realize I was laughing like a maniac because it was half from a sense of fear and loving the fear from the loud cracks and booms. I do believe I turned around and managed to sputter ‘Scary!’ to llc. Took me only 5minutes to adjust and afterwards we all just submersed ourselves in the whirls of colour and lights. Lotto skyworks will be nothing compared to last night only because you just cannot get as close as we were. Despite the chance that it will come across sounding corny…I don’t care!…it was just so MAGICAL!! I felt like such a kid again. And I am glad of that feeling since I’m going to be inducted into the old fogies hall of 21yr olds in a just a matter of hours. Phooey.

Alas…the spectacle had to draw to a close. I think Tony was more preoccupied in trying to call Holly to wish her a Happy New Year. You try calling someone at exactly 12am on the first of day or the first month of any year. Nyea!!! All mobiles were permanently off from 11:45 till after 12 anyway.

Went to Heat/Stadium next. That place was much more alive compared to the last time I stepped foot in it. Saw a few white people there too. Always nice to see variety. The willo crowd were there. Plus a rossy. Dancing. I wasn’t in the mood to dance really. However we lingered till 3:30am and then after llc and dinh left, I made Mr. Garg take me to Edwina’s party. To which we found had moved to Tek’s. So to Tek’s we trekked. *lamo*

Tek’s house is nice. It’s been a while since I’ve been impressed by anyone’s house. But anyone who has pillars, spiral staircase and lots of French doors and it all happens to be in sparkly white with not a speck of dirt…that’s impressive. Well…that is until some sloshed Indian guy upchucked. The gracious host was a bit sloshed himself. All to our amusement of course. I knew something was funny when he kept telling us to keep our voices down because we’d wake the neighbours. And every single topic of conversation we had (that was worth conversing over) seemed to offended him, and he let us know too. “No more talking about husband/wife stuff next time okay guys.” Lordy.

Andrea and Edwina wanted to go watch the sunrise…but seeing as though it was already 5am we decided to hit the road and then the sack. Andrea also was enthusiastic and crazy enough to suggest we all go to Perth Cup today. What race does she think we are? Elves?

ps:and i forgot to add in my blog. i got kissed at new years eve too. by a blonde chick. it was all very endearing but i really think i could've gone without.

2002-12-30T05:31:00.000-08:00

What is a Colossal Imbecile

Happy New Year Already tiring of the nye hype. Must indeed be headed for a Quarter-life Crisis. Cannot remember all the witty things I had planned to rag on about. Will play it by…whatever.

Daily Whinge: The Two Towers. Oh-My-Blessed-Valentino-Pumps! The only thing that I can vaguely whinge about is:
Not enough Legolas screen time!
Not enough hunky ‘Aragorn-turns-up-when-least-expected-and-saves-everyone’s-ugly-butt’ scenes.*all except Legolas ‘cause he has a butt like granite*
Eowyn has too many freckles. Whatever make up artist they employed…raw deal!

Images instilled for the time being in my mind are Gollum/Smeagol soliloquies/internal struggle conversation things. Never thought I’d ever hear myself call a shriveled, beige coloured, misshapen, sloth look-alike cute.
And yes, only thing that impressed me about Gandalf is his whiter than white robes. If it were not for his potato sack face I’d have mistaken him for Galadriel.
Legolas doing his ‘I’m a skater-boi’ scene so amusing. Him leaping onto his horse slightly matrix-like. Can’t wait to see it again with Cuz!!

Wheee! More Secret Diaries! So far only new Aragorn and Theoden entries. Cannot wait for Eowyn’s and updated Legolas one on the way. So far Aragorn still not King. Diddums.

Song of the Moment: None! Phooey! I don’t have a song to finish the year with. Oh bother.

Book of the Moment: The Wheel of Time Book 1: The Eye of the World. By Robert Jordan. (finished in 1.5 days might I boast)

I’m sorry but I’m not exactly devastatingly engrossed with this book as someone said I would/might/should be. Sure it’s only the first book in the series. But there just aren’t enough actions scenes to read about. Amidst the fighting of good and evil (which is quite lacking I find), I prefer heated debate on politics between rulers and usurpers, torrid love triangles and backstabbing with lots of betrayal and angst…not vivid descriptions of bark and wheat germ. Ok…maybe not bark and wheat germ but follow me through. And I’m just finding too many similarities between this book and The Lord of the Rings. What with names like Owyn, Emond, types of characters yadda yadda. However, I quite understand it’s extremely difficult to not be influenced slightly by the greatest fantasy writer of all time. And, besides how many permutations of saying ‘Dark Lord’ (‘The Shadow’, ‘Evil Hand’, ‘He who cannot be named’) can you have without having to eventually resort to ‘Evil Dude who is such a pain in the ass his mother should wallop him’.

The main characters names suck. Rand…hello? ‘scuse me?! Only good one is Nynaeve and her character pisses the hell out of me. In fact, the entire women in the book are morons. And so far, all the men/boys are tools. Sans Lan. Lan?!

Hopefully The Great Hunt’ will win me over. If not, since it’s a 10 book series (so far) they’ve got 8 more attempts.

After Christmas sales are bad! Spent way too much at Cue (*squeee!*) Have neglected shoe fetish for much too long. Crave a pair of stilettos I saw at Witchery. And need tan boots for winter! *Gush*

Ok enough. Icq taking too much of my time.

Hello fuzzy, Claudia, joel, Ramit, Joanne, Nishi and all you munchkins out there!

Fearless leader t00bs off.

Ps: tried to read DV10 and 11…cos 12 is out soon. But cannot. Just can not!

2002-12-22T21:36:00.000-08:00

Find out which hat you are by clicking on the hat! Made by: Dannielle Albert

...But no Living Man am I! You Look upon a woman. Eowyn I am, Eomund's daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone if you be not deathless! For Living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him.'

And smite him she did. But that's getting a little ahead of myself. Return of the King is Next year!! Bwah, I'm longing for that and I haven't even seen The Two Towers! Unfair!

Anyway...not that I'm trying to hint anything (or am I =p)...but I can't believe I'm turing 21 in a week or so. It's just thoroughly revolting. I don't want to be 21. I've never wanted to be older than 18. I think 18 is when you're in your prime. Body-wise. Mentally, you're a prick. But taking that aside. 18 is the age we all want to remain at. Either that or 20. Any number combination above that is unacceptable. And I am not quite at agreement with the date at which I was born (not that my mother and I had a choice)...it makes me a year older than a lot of the people who are born in the same year as myself. Gahh!! I hate ageing! I hate gravity. But at least I get to eat cake without feeling guilty for one day! An up side! whoohoo!

Deck the Halls with Boughs of Holly! I must really be getting old (what is this fermenting, nagging feeling I always get when I reach another milestone...more so now that I'm...quote my mother "all grown up"?). I was thinking of having a party or something. Now that I have the chance to rethink. Decided to spend night alone with some popcorn and Gone with the Wind instead. Family probably have dibs on me during the day. At night I might to get plastered as is the tradition. Or not. I don't really want to drink. Friday (if I am not sweating it out in the sweat shop) birthday shopping with Mr Garg, who so far has had the best idea (other than LLC's) and has decided to put me on a budget and let me shop for what I want. I wonder what the oldies are gonna get me. There's nothing I desperately desire. Well, one thing. But Legendary objects are hard to come by. I'm looking forward to Christmas Day. Hopefully a lot of finger food, so I won't have to do too much cleaning up. Although it's a given that there will be roast this and that, deep fried this and that, stir fried this and that, bbq this and that. Eww... grease!

Draco Update: Cannot read anymore! Am SICK of it all! I think i'll print it all out, bind it and keep it as a 'book' and read it on the bus now and then when i'm bored. because right now...it's getting ridiculous! Still love Draco. Nothing can alter that =] However watching movie redeems Harry a lot since being annoyed outa my skull with fanon Harry. An *Squeeing* with excitement because 5th installment out next year! Hurrah!! ...ending this off with a 'stupd ginny'. stupid ginny.

Song of the Moment: Frank Sinatra Christmas Songs. That man is a legend!

I'm so looking forward to the commencement of uni again. Don't ask me why! I just do. I need routine in my life which doesn't consist of waitressing and shopping. In Perth there is only so much shopping you can do!

And you know what! I'm sick of all this html! and i know its not that much but doing all the colours and fonts and shit are a real bitch and I just dont wanna!!

Have a craving for more quizes! (random thoughts here)

Hey Joel! Tell me when you're back in town and we'll go see TTT okay! I think it's going to be the 3rd time i'm seeing it. I think i've reached 'hardcore/obsessive' status now. badda boom badda bing

I think Fuzz wanted the pics ramit took of him and Hiba at Jo's b'day party last week. Hehehe! dude i dont got them, when i said i have them i meant i have them on my computer...ie: ramit sent them over too me! Hiba has really nice eyes. I wonder what nationality she is again.

You know...aside from Gavin (from first year), all mixed people look the same generally. Tomich looks like Ivan who looks like Jean who looks like Brendon and somewhere in there i guess rio looks like them also. I think Brendon is funny, in a nice way. Quite unlike anyone I've ever encountered. And he is strange, cos he called me camel. And he is like Yong, because he is a cheap drunk. asian men just can't handle their alcohol...although Brendon is half...British is it? whatever. he's half white. all the same to me. He has a fetish with playing with girls (or people in general) hair. I can quite understand that, if I were a guy the one that which would facinate me would be hair.

And can anyone tell me what a hand doctor is? sound dodgey! Scott is a hand doctor my sister tells me. are you serious?!

didnt finish amy's card. feel kinda bad handing her an unfinished product...i mean what can she do with a folded sheet of A4 paper? *shrug*, I don't think i'm on the same plane as amy. i think she's been on auto pilot for way to long. She's a very nuturing and motherly person and i'm quite fond of her in a strange way.

Book of the Moment: The Social Contact or Principles of Politcal Right by Jean Jacques Rousseau

Normally I wouldn't touched philosophical clap trap, but rousseau is quite interesting. Wonder how he compares to Voltaire.

Have decided to buy Wheel of Time books as I progress through the series, since I've got to budget between books and shoes and clothes. I love the smell of new leather. Leather bound books are such a luxury and they look so pretty. But I really appreciate the lightness of paperbacks.

Ugh!! Cannot stand Wuthering Heights! And half of it is due to the silly book and the other the fact that the author bagged Austen. Of all the Nerve! The characters have no depth. Not in the way Austen gives hers. I find Catherine Earnshaw's character to be quite flat and bland....and she's the feistiest one! Austens characters have dimension.

Read the blurb to Mathew Flinders Cat. Sounds all too much like a Bryce Courtney book. Might, in true ozzie spirit, give it a go.
I think Oprah is tops. tops i tell you. I saw her show "oprahs favourite things"....I wish i were there! she just makes a list of all the things she's come across that she loves be it mobile fones (latest technology), sound systems, cameras (size of a credit card), J.Lo sports range, caramel&butterscotch popcorn, pies from the little pie company, body lotion, watches, PJ's, scones, wines...just...almost everything you can dream of...and she gives them alllll away to the audience as christmas gifts!!! i mean each person who was there left with about 8k worth of goods or more! probably more! because the mobile fone that they received was soooo nice and plus a months worth of free usage! some woman quit her job because her boss wouldnt give her time off just to fly from sydney to new york to be there!

Anyway! Here's wishing you t00bs a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! God Bless!

2002-12-02T01:19:00.000-08:00

In Theory, there is no difference between theory and practice, in Practice there is.

t00bs Ahoy: It's be eons since I've last blogged...and I've only barely managed to drag my sorry ass back here again. And since the last blog entry...I've scurried through countless 'songs of the moment' and 'daily whinges'...I really havn't the foggiest clue as to how I'm going to cover everything which has happened to me, every thought and internal struggle/debate that has implanted itself in my mucacious mind. To all my adoring fans out there (*sneer*) I'll put in the usual amount of effort to bore the ass off you all as per usual.

Daily Whinge: I'm bored. So totally, devestatingly bored. Far be it for me to whinge too loudly since I'm just too darn lazy to go out and do something with my life. Honestly, the only thing I ardently wish to do is to tie a rope around my two feet and throw myself off some platform metres and metres from the ground...more commonly known as bungee jumping. Since sky diving is a little out of my reach financially I'll have to content myself with that as a close subsititute in one of my random attempts to create thrills and spills for myself.

Second whinge is these Nicola Finetti pants I saw in this boutique along Kings Street. I swear I hate Ramit lots and lots for making me try them on. If I hadn't tried them on I wouldn't have fallen in love with them. Now I won't rest until I've devised a cunning scheme to convince myself that I infinitely need those pants. Oh woe is me! Somehow starting a lemonade stall doesn't seem like a silly idea after all.

And I am disgusted through and through with the taste of tequila! I've been living with this hyped up image of tequila for years and years. It was the uber drink for me. And after mandurah...the romance of shooting up with tequila has faded into...that over yonder place...egged on perhaps with the missing lemon. And speaking of Mandurah. I can't say I had a fooking marvellous time...and I wasn't bored shitless either. I came down looking for a wild, head-spinning time and instead found that endearing walks along the beach with oneself is quite yoga-istic. Casting 2min noodles and packets and packets of junk food aside, leaving the place felt like I was escaping from a new age organic nudist boot camp. What I got most out of going south was one thing: I love the beach. With a passion. And that's probably the only thing which would keep me in Perth. Our pristine, uncrowded beaches. Pretty funny all this coming from an Asian who walks around town covering her forehead with a newspaper or text book to keep her forehead/face from going brown in the middle of winter.

Fed up utterly with being a crabby, mean and pessimistic wench. However have nothing to move on to so will continue to be so until something better comes along.

Song of the Moment: Boys of Summer - both the original and cover.

Draco Update Still can't be stuffed reading DV10...well read halfway and tried to get LuLu to tell me the rest. But LuLu is just too impossible and stood her ground and told me to go read it myself. Have decided to protest and rally against and on account of her meaness and refuse to read any further until someone tells me what happens. Cookies for DV11 are out. Am feverently praying for Draco's Death...because I don't want Ginny to get him. Am too loyal to Hermione to stand that sorta shit which cassie might dish out. May protest against that happening by refusing to read DV11 also.

Saw CoS. Fawkes was a real joke. No glittery gold bits around him when he flies and he just looks like a munted mechanical bird...yeah...hyrid of a penguin and parrot...has nothing vaguely resembling a noble and graceful creature - which a phoenix ought to be and look like. I love Harry even more with this movie though. If only he were say....10 years older?! And Tom Felton doesn't half get on my nerves as he did in PS. And after reading this interview (below) and assuming he answered these questions himself w/o input from another person of high intellect...I'm impressed. I am torn between which character I adore more. Potter vs. Malfoy. The eternal struggle. Another character I was way impressed with was Lucius Malfoy. When I first glimpsed him in the ads...I wasn't too thrill in truth...but during the movie and in particular in the end...he's definitely got the goods.

What was the best thing about working on "Harry Potter"?
Finishing it! It's one of those things where you go, "Thank god it's all over!" and then you get to see the final production. But working with everyone else was great fun. Working with big actors and realising that they were just normal people who've got an incredible talent was just a great experience.

How much gel do you have to put in your hair?
Tell me about it! It's not gel, it's cement! About a pot a day.

Is it fun playing a baddie?
Definitely. It felt a bit different really, because when you think of "Harry Potter", you think it's a nice children's film starring nice characters. But I'm the one that goes against all that. But I think Draco is always going to be a real nasty little snob really!

Do you think that Harry and Draco can ever be friends?
Hopefully not, it'll ruin my part! No definitely not, I couldn't see it happening.

What was it like working with Daniel Radcliffe?
He's a very mischievous child. He was always causing havoc. He's on-set the most and so I think he has to keep himself entertained by doing all this stuff - borrowing people's mobile phones and setting the language to Turkish and all kinds of stuff like that. He loves it.

Did you find the finished film frightening?
Too right! It was really bad, actually - everyone thinks I'm the dark hard man and I'm like "uugh!" All those snakes jumping out all over the place and everything!

Have you seen the Draco action figure yet?
Yes, my friends bought it as soon as they saw it and snapped my arms off and bent my legs every way possible - so that was good fun!

Do you want a career as an actor?
Whatever life throws at me I'll take it and be grateful for it as well. I'd like to own my own garage and my own fishery. I'd also like to be a professional fisherman. But I'll take whatever happens.

What kind of fan mail do you get?
Most of the letters say the same stuff, but I like reading them all anyway. Every letter I've got, I've read, and you do get the odd one that's different. A Japanese woman sent me a wooden spoon for Christmas to wish me good luck. The Japanese fans always send weird things. Some people have sent half-hearts and broken crystals and all kinds of things, but I just add them to the collection. Maybe one day I'll understand what it means, but until then...

I wonder if he's got any underwear yet? You can't say you've made it big unless people start sending you underwear.
Mandrakes good
Chamber of Secrets good
Ginny good (ie: not as pretty as Hermione)
Ron's retarded facial expressions good (he best pray the wind don't change)
Flying car good
Dobby actually grew on me too...observe slight toleration for ugly house elves developing.
Thumbs up for moaning Myrtle and the girls toilets. Why can't real toilets be like that?!
Tom Riddle...could be spunky if he didn't ooze evil.

LOTR Soon! Am hanging off the edge of my seat in sweaty anticipation for The Two Towers. Gah! Every time I walk past this store in the city in the arcade (the one that makes and sells figurines of tiny lotr character and such) I stand there and oogle. Pity that I feel totally violated by nerdiness whenever I step into the shop. I swear I've never met a bunch of geekier and smellier guys than the ones who sit there all day and talk, paint, breathe and eat that sorta stuff. The geekiness I can handle. Always had a soft spot for geeks. The pungent odor? Cannot foresee any soft spot developing for body odor until I myself deteriorate to that state. *shudder*

Legolas screen time better be ample. And I do hope they don't carry the 'bum-chum' bond between him and Gimli too far. Thank goodness Faramir is decent eye candy. What with all the orcs and ents...I fear for the lack of eye candy. Gawd! The preview looks bloody smashing! I'm going to sit at home 2 days prior to the premier and sleep and not talk to anyone or do anything so that my brain can just sit and absorb during the movie. Must preen.

Eagerly awaiting The Very Secret Diaries Part II also. Wonder what Cassie has in store for us all! With the new characters being introduced and all I see fun times ahead *chuckles*

Will go reread VSD later on for laffs galore.

Mother has given the green light for Melbourne. Will have to arrange it strategically since have signed for Host Day and Mentoring as well this year. Aim to at least not have one mentee drop out of uni for lack of support. *gulp*

Oh! Want to go to Melb Uni O'day, that would be awesome! Claud! You gotta make sure you can go! Cannot wait for the shopping actually. However have finally acknowledge this addiction is getting slightly out of hand. Control...moderation...everything in moderation!

Currently having three online 'diaries' is becoming totally ridiculous! I just can't for the life of me decide which one I want to keep. Which reminds me...I've got to do some Booyas.

LuLu: Heyho! You my dear are defn'ly coming to see the premier of Lotr...and make sure you read al the secret diaries too. And I'm so dead serious abt our little rendezvous to melbourne. As for the dilemma, lets not try jump that hurdle until it hits us point blank.

Jingles: If you insist on being a oddball - then so be it. Who am I to tell you that you're not really all that weird. I mean, it's not every day that I find someone passionately declaring that they are indeed a freakazoid.

Nishi: My other fave. New Yorker whose fashion and beauty tips I'd live by. Hope you're having a great summer vac. and that life is all dandy for you! Merry Christmas and yadda. Hopefully me and ramit can crash at ur place if we ever scab together the dosh to get to the US =]

rameog: One little Two little Three little indians Four little Five little Six little Indians...and a booya to ur bro. Mahjong?!

Yong-Long: is a snob

Jo: I know for sure (I hope) you're going to be going to the lotr premier! Are you going to dress up?! That would be so wicked!! And am dying to see Fellowship again on rear projection big material screen thingy! Hurry up and organise! *Squeeee*

Bah...who else...well no idea who else reads this blog. As far as I know...no one reads anything except those aforementioned and steph and selene.

Ah! Another characteristic that future potential bf ought to have (perhaps not ought...bonus points if he did) love to read as much as I do. Natural affinity of course. Not an adopted one just to impress.

Okay! Fearless leader signing off till next time! Loff me lots cos I do.

Adios.

2002-10-21T05:20:00.000-07:00

Cos I only have One second this minute today…

What can I say…here I am…sitting tirelessly in front of my t00b-ass of a computer. Pondering about life, about love, about Draco, about the condition of my severely chewed nails, about Professor Wim, about how crappy that damn Hot Sundae Fudge was, about Rio teheehee
LuLu knows what I’m giggling about and about how the hell I’m going to cope with exams looming so close to my head that I feel like I’m suffocating.

*Pouts* - I started blogging before everyone else and I loved Draco before everyone else. So meep that.

Last Friday we (Helen, Grace, Toan & I) spent up till 9pm in Gp3 doing out CFP assignmnt. Amid the panda eyes, the extra calorie intake, hyperventilation due to soaring stress levels and smashing my poor head against the keyboard due to frozen computer screens and Graces errr…ditziness…some good has come of it all. As I discovered on Friday.
One: I’ve been forced to read beyond chapter 18 in BMPR
Two: LuLu knows. =] And if you want to know you can ask me, or if you think you’re so hot shit you can figure it out yourself. Actually, scratch out first point…this last one defn’ly made it allllll worth it. ::::glomps::::

I just got home about 45mins ago from gp3. CFP all done, Helen is going to organize our notes and write up and put it together and print at gp3 tomorrow. It’s LeeLee’s b’day tomorrow too...i mean Wed~~. I wonder what I should get her. Maybe makeup. Maybe… *shrugz*

Much as I, at best, love the charmingly useless, the sweetly ephemeral, and the just plain silly, I cannot live on fluff alone. We all have to feed our hearts and our heads, too right? So check it out…

… Grace is sooooo funny. Because she had finished her option for the assignmnt she basically didn’t have much to do until the rest of the group had their writes up and calculations complete, and she also has an English talk due tomorrow as well, so to kill time she began to revise her talk and halfway through it…she pauses…looks up with a wondrously dazed expression…jumps to her feet and leans forward and then asks in very loud and inquisitive voice….”How do you say this word Helen?… Trans-vest-ite?” and from that point on she would continue to nag the rest of us to correct her on her pronunciation of that particular word and try out the various ways of saying it herself (in the highest pitch she could humanly muster). I must have laughed off 100 calories alone. Let me tell you, that girl is persistent. She also likes to get her facts straight. Either way you gotta admire her for endurance in asking everyone how to say “ transvestite” each half hour…and then continue on to give a lengthy explanation of what the difference between a transvestite and a drag queen was. I’ve never been so entertained at 12:30am in my life.

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After two days of being in the same room as Grace I have learnt that she has an unusual fetish for skater-type Korean/Jap boys who have small slitty eyes. According to her the smaller the better/the more turned on she is. Toan (having one of his irregular witty/insightful moments) decides to quip up “So if they had virtually no eyes-you’d marry them?” ~^wibble^~

Ombre is a nice guy even though he’s t00bish for not being able to access my blogspot. *Waves* to Ombre . He, unlike other spastics, actually informs me whether there is a get together etc and even goes to the extent of helping me find transport. I so appreciate that.

I’ve found the perfect, most prettiest cocktail dress EVER. It is just so ‘Audrey’. Someone offered to buy it for me! So sweet. But cannot allow that! (wish I had no morals/conscience *smug grin*). It’s a black strapless, knee-length A-line cocktail dress. Not sure of the fabric. But it’s got a crochet type overlay and it’s much heavier than chiffon or silk. $139. Moderately priced (Who wants to troll crowded, dingy aisles to find a bargain?). It’s the first dress in a long time which I’ve seen and fallen in love with so quickly… @proof@ …there is such thing as love at first sight. I’m thinking of getting a pair of black or red pointy shoes to go with it…and matching bag. I have the whole outfit pictured in my mind already. Getting it this week. Hope there are size 8’s left. Will be t00bed off if not.

But remember: A penny saved is a penny earned. And if you don't dig my spending habits or if I didn’t dig my spending habits…save my coins and who knows? In 10 years, I just might have enough for a pair of socks at Barneys.

Since Yong does not wish to be mentioned in anyone’s blog I shall make an effort to casually say something about him every time I do an entry. Yong. Hmm…what is there to say? I don’t want him to get a big head so nothing too nice =] He amuses me. He amuses LuLu and me. I’m sure he amuses a lot of other people. The End.

Ugh! Grace finds eminem Hot!…no!…not only that! She’s also taken it to another plane and declared him to be the ‘cutest thing since bunny rabbits’…oh please Lord! You should see her get starry eyed and watch the dribble run down her chin.

Just wondering...how long does it take for a guy to get over a chick...and do they 100% get over them. And can't guys ever go through periods in their life (longer than 2weeks) without having a crush on anyone? It doesn't seem like it. And do guys go out with chicks who like them first because they actually ‘love’ them or is that ‘ease’ and ‘convenience’ (no need to put in effort in getting the chick -- yongs motto in dating). Something to ponder on if you have the time. Also…how fast do guys fall out of ‘love’ and what does it take to push them to that point? I guess the tolerance level for some guys are higher than others. Do guys throw tantrums? If they do…are they really guys? I personally don’t think so. A guy that gets pissed off easily and can’t control their temper or subdue it really irks me. I really like guys who are calm, understanding, tolerating and hmmm…so far that’s it! I could add “draco-like” *glomp*

Song of the Moment: None…back into grunge shit though. Helen claims it’s alternative =]

I see love and beauty all around, I also see the sadness that's embedded in your frown
I wonder why you choose not to talk to those around, I sense a fear of lifting heavy feet
higher than you want to, I just want to believe your truth...
Disturbingly, Hauntingly beautiful.

Oh! Almost forgot to mention. The highlight of my night wasn’t Grace’s entertaining remarks on cross dressing nuns. It was actually when I said good-bye to (you-know-who) and was just about to step out of gp3, when lo and behold! Duckie came running down the stairs calling out desperately “No No No! Wait!!! Don’t shut the doors!” (cos you need 24hr access to get into gp3 at that time of night)…it might not sound funny. But to those of you who know duckie (and it’s not hard…his nick is ‘duckie’) you’d be pissing yourself with laughter. Cracked me up good.

Fearless leader not so fearless. So I'm gonna sleep.

2002-10-14T10:31:00.000-07:00

Fishing: Techniques and Lore

It's not that I don't like blogging and it would never be because I've used all my resource from my 'well of thought'. It's more the fact life away from this place beckons...well the overwhelming pull of Draco Veritas cannot be resisted no matter how hard I try.

Have found out that Ken has also been pulled under by the power of the Draco Trilogy. Hehehe...I still like to think that I was the culprit behind this harry potter fanfic obsession, any worse and my friends will think i've come down with mental retardation.
I cannot for the love of dobby's socks find an *ooglesome* fanart of Draco at all these days. ***Nonplussed but desperate to oogle***. The picture of Hermione in DV10 is super. I think that is the best Hermione I've seen captured in art so far in my never ending struggle to find images of my characters. Everyone else draws with their fungus infested toes - me included.

Draco Update: Draco once again acting like how most of us would normally act had we been endowed with Brad Pitts/Audrey Hepburns genes and Oscar Wildes wit. So essentially his massively gigantic ego is in full health. Unforntunately his actual health is going down faster than logs down a loo, so to speak. Yes! I'm obsessed with Draco! Basically lulu can you name anything about him that we don't like?! Well...I know you're actually more of a Wood fan (and I'm with you there too sister!)...but I think Song of the Moment:'dilemma'-Nelly & Kelly. I don't like either of them actually, but this little ditty between the two oddly match lovebirds pretty much invades your mind once you hear it. Although I wish Nelly would stop putting ugly bandaids on his face, the least he could do for humanity is use a cute bandage, say, can i recommend 'rug-rats' one?!

1. Yahoo! has a new e-mail format which i love

2. I got my tartarus account back after waiting 7months for me to get back down to ground zero!

3. I think this years summer vacations will be very excellent. i just have a feeling. can't wait to get past exams. Cfp assignmnt a real pain because people in my goup don't show up to group meetings.

4. Bus drivers are assholes. I had to hand in my law paper today by 12pm and i caught the 11pm bus and prayed like crazy that I'd get to uni by the deadline. And what do you know? both bus drivers drove like a thumb sucking un-potty trained sissies. Man I was inseriously twisted yoga positions every time they tapped the brakes 3ms before they came to a round-a-bout, traffic light or turned a corner. Everyone on the road today was over 70yrs old and against me getting to uni today. Sucks to them I had a higher power working on my side. Made it just in time and handed my disk so the ladies at reception could print it for me. They so nice. Lots of loff to them. Not like evil Indian lady at the social sciences building downstairs. Even ramit would agree she is an anti-t00b.

5. Ramit wants a Prada shoulder bag and I want Prada shoes!

6. Because Yong doesn't like to be mentioned I've also decided to mention him. He's a very interesting guy. Not many guys would ever have been called 'interesting' by me so it's quite a feat for someone who can spell and read if his life depended upon it. I havnt come to the conclusion as to whether i should categorize him as a 'clown' or a serious sorta guy who hides behind his clown make up. Of course there are other dazzleing alternative views i could talk about on him but I dont think i will. Much too risky.

7. wim goes comando and he will end up having an affair with a younger and talented scientist at the prime age of 48. At that point in his distinguished life he will have an ergonomic and pristine looking chest covered from prying public eyes with his grandmothers tea cosies. Ladies get your knitting needles out.

8. My head is spinning right now it's been about 16hrs since i've last slept. I really need to go throw it in now. i'm quite indecisive on a matter at this point in time. S'pore or melbourne. DBPM has reasonable expectations. whether or not they can be fulfilled i think depends entirely on time. Jack was also telling me of half price tickets to most countries with this airline too. Trying to measure by myself the pros and cons of DBPM and keep hitting a blank wall time and time again. Still gotta 'ask'/'tell' mum i'm going to fly off with friends...i think she mite have a stroke. I hope she doesnt make me take my sister or something. Not that I mind, me and my sister are really good friends, but she's still only 13 okay.

9. Need to lose weight. People tell me otherwise but they dont know my body as well as i do. want to wear this skirt on friday nite at Johns. I hope the willo guys and all that go. They are so much fun to hang around. Oh shite. I almost forgot...i think i got youth group on friday night. damn....what to do...damn!

This was going to be a long whingey thing but too tired....must sleep........oooooh.................sleeeeeppppzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

2002-10-05T23:15:00.000-07:00

[weeks later:]Champagne Supernova

Last morning of the two week ‘study break’, in true blue aussie tradition I’ve managed to waste as much time as I can…remember folks over ere it’s all about the laid back attitude. I have but three words for you all Paradis Cognac Hennessy?

Just sent Pastor Thomas my email. I made him promise not to get mad with me first before he continues to read it. Accepting without question and doubt is just too difficult. But I’ve drained the well on religious talk. Onto more colourful things!

Nishi is such a sweetheart! I truly have never met anyone as nice as her online before. And she sounds like she’s got it all together too, I really admire that. We also share the common bond by anti-ageing cream! I’ve taken most of the quizzes she’s made, and they’re my fave quizzes ever!! I think she is such a girly girl! Now I feel like I should never say anything mean about anyone because she is just so nice. Even in her journal she is so diplomatic. I don’t think I could hold back on giving someone a real lashing of my mind if they crossed me I just cant help myself *sniff* I hope Nishi can keep me up to date with the latest fashion since we’re always 2 seasons behind in Oz.

Another New Yorker that’s still hanging around on my contact list is Nolan (I don’t think he minds me using his real name?!). He’s sending me socks for xmas. I don’t know what to get him though. Any ideas anyone?! And yay he is going to call me! I said: “sure you can do the calling and I’ll do the talking.” =]

LOl socks for Christmas!? Reminds me of Doby and Harry!

I can’t believe it’s spring and its been hailing around here.

I don’t find Carolyn Murphy (new face of Estee Lauder) attractive at all. I will always be a Liz Hurley fan. And Catherine Zeta Jones is the new face for the new fragrance out by Elizabeth Arden. Oh! And everyone will be glad to hear cargo pants are back in. Cropped or with drawstring ankles. And nope don’t work it with hi-tech joggers. Replace the Nikes with Jimmy Choos. And still not over pointy shoe-fetish. I’m sorry but this has gone past obsession. It’s a lifestyle. However refuse to wear ugly snakeskin or crocodile patterned shoes, unless it’s the Fracas shoe in green alligator with a palladium double-H buckle. Uber luxe.

She has that look. You know it. So pretty she's ugly. So ugly she's pretty. Anjelica Huston. Sandra Bernhard. Ahn Duong.
Calm down. It's not a bad look. The French even have a special term for this incredibly sexy, pretty but ugly kind of girl: "jolie laide." (Not surprisingly, we in the land of Britney have no obvious translation.)

Book of Recommendation: I Don’t Know How She Does It by Allison Pearson. From the reviews, what BJ’s Diary was to single women, this novel is to married women.
We all know the type -- she has a killer job, a hot husband, beautiful kids, glorious household functionality (what Hillary Clinton's Cosby family might have looked like had the husband not, well been a guy named Bill). And did we mention she looks like a total babe in leather pants?

Song of the Moment: Fever by kylie…ahaha I knowwww! There are just no good grunge songs around atm.

Until next time…which may be a very long time! Or not.

2002-10-05T23:06:00.000-07:00

Concerto in a minor, Op. 3, No. 8…

I haven’t blogged in eons! And like icq and irc…the euphoria usually felt when I did all those things have flown the coop. There have been a lot of new happenings, which have (obviously) accumulated since the last time I was here. So in no order whatsoever, I shall begin to recap all significant and insignificant chain of events that have occurred up till now.

1. Going to Msu properly now. The pre-ball department in my life is in absolute turmoil. Naturally. Ball dress not done. Make up and hair undecided and in limbo. Tiara needs a good scrub and expect formation of massive oil rigs in the shape of the Bermuda triangle to form on face on Thursday. In fine form.

2. Study-wise: Doing moderately good. CFP may prove to be a splinter in the derriere but otherwise everything else is relatively under control. Assignment shall be done by week one of the mid-semester break. Have avoided café as much as possibly can with current mental, psychological and physical capacity. Find Reid café too distracting also. Will make the Acorn and the Tavern a potential haunt instead.

3. Books: Finished ‘Tale of Troy’…ok…Helen wasn’t a bootie-shaking, saucy come hither-like wench after all. Demise of Troy was sad, Paris was an A-class prick-of-all-trades and Achilles’ son deserved to have his nether regions dipped in lava. Read AC ‘Mystery of the Links’…by far that story had me guessing and suspecting till the very end. Ingenious. Can’t get into ‘Wuthering Heights’…yawnsome.

4. Shopping: Bought pair of groovy ‘fad’ earrings…that will come back in fashion 10yrs from now. Will invest in a summer bag…probably not leather since I find leather usually good in winter and harder to maintain in summer. Sunglasses are essential and a pair of ankle strapped shoes. Bathers are of course a must. Have a fetish for none matching hipsters and top. Hat of the moment?! Visor!

Draco Update: The last one for a while I think. DV10 is out…(right?) and I’m too busy to read it. Will do on the holidays, looking forward as much as ever to movie and book. But fan-fiction is getting a little over the top. This is the recession of my fandom stage. It won’t die completely but it will mellow…has mellowed. Waiting patiently for TT. I can’t wait to get back to drawing and painting again. I want to do something nice for a few friends…and all I need is the time. I need to learn how to draw horses. Will go to library to get some horse books out and see. Tired of anime style. Will focus on real and a little bit of fantasy for now.

Oh Oh Oh`~! New Birkenstock Store in the city. After my dog totaled my old pair I’m thinking of investing in a new pair! Why didn’t I think of starting a Birkenstock store?! Every family should own Birkenstocks. Next to Ugg boots, they’re the best flip-flop, lazy-daisy shoes! And though they are 100x more durable than every thong, sandal and sneaker you’ve owned or ever will own…letting your four legged rascal at it is quite detrimental.

Argh! Can you believe DJ does NOT sell Hermes scarves!! Blasphemy! They sell Gucci sunglasses, Dior bangles, Salvator Ferrgamo shoes and Lanvin moisturizer but no classic Hermes scarves?! And can you believe the cheek of the sales lady when I asked her ever so politely “Excuse, do you stock any Hermes scarves?”
[Fungus woman]: “Err…Homies what?”
Me: “Hermes…h.e.r.m.e.s”
[Fungus woman]: “…Obviously not……but we have Dior scarves!”
Me: “No, I only want Hermes…nvm…thanks”
Audrey Hepburn did summersaults in her grave that day.

I hate my height! It’s not short and it’s not tall. It’s the annoying in-between height. If I were short, I might pass off as cute and also be able to wear really high wedges, or if I were the other alternative I’d be able to wear comfy flats and not worry too much about shoes (the heel anyway)…but nooooooo I’m stuck right here in a halfway house where if I wear heels I’d look abnormally taller and there is just too much heel…if you get what I mean…and if I don’t wear heels I look short! Bullocks.

Music of the Moment:. Vivaldi…compilation of famous concertos. Which reminds of our piano…still not ready…that guy said a week to tune etc and still hasn’t come. The term ‘useless wassock’ truly applies

Going to Samuels’s party tonight…at around 5:30ish. Have not decided what to wear. It’s at his house...so I can imagine the ‘standard’ dress code…a nice semi dressed up casual…which means of course I have to go all out decadence! Alas, I have no bottoms! (kehe). It is true devastation itself, no?! I will deck myself in dark red fur and decide on the bottom later…jeans? Maybe. Which reminds me…buy new jeans to live in for summer. GoodO.

I am sick of *****’s attitude. Some times it’s normal, civil, friendly and lord almighty pleasant even. Other times I think **** is just a total prick. A real jerk. Actually jerk is used too often to really appreciate the true meaning of the word used in this context and thus loses its punch. So does ‘asshole’…and all the other rude and vulgar words I can think of. I could try to be intelligent and phrase my insults poetically but the mind is not in that state see. From now on I’m not going to tolerate **** stinking attitude. At all. (*aside: my grandma is trying to make me fat- evil grandma*) I have no patience for such people and I don’t deserve such treatment.

By the by…have you seen Jodie Kidd as of late. Phwoar!

I’ve just deleted a lot of what I wrote last night in Word. Ha ha. So much nonsense and irrelevance. I do tend to blabber yes?!

September 11th just passed. I remember what I was doing during that night it happened (day in NY)…I was chatting to Riko on irc, well I was singing and he was semi telling me off for tuning my vocal cords while the world was the brink of war. I actually thought he was joking. I didn’t really bother about the whole thing until 30mins later when I thought I’d check up on the hype and turn on the telly.

I have firmly decided to go to Toga and Mexicana next year! Not to drink myself silly of course, I just want wear a toga! And I want that big sombrero you get at mexicana!

2002-10-02T23:06:00.000-07:00

Marrvis--You Barge-Arrrse...

No time to do nice and fancy colourful writing things...cannot even begin to describe the past months sufficiently to do the events which have unfolded much justice...will rant about what is on silly mind right now and whatever else i cant rmb!
1. Tomich!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry for standing you up!! I have excuses but none will suffice in making up for having you wait outside reid for hours!!! Missed bus both from home and bus was shitassedly late at busport! meaning I got to uni at 1:20pm. Needless to say you not there...here...so...*grovels on pinapples* for forgiveness! I am t00b.

2. Claud...herehhee...here's me update...i think since i've been icqing for the past two nights you would already know most of what i will or would've typed here!

3. So much assignments and sooooo bloody little time...yikes have not written proper sentence in ages....cannot spill or gramma for shite.

4. I got smashed..*whooooooooooooooooshhhhhhhhhh*...oh my poor poor teeth enamel....never fear ladies and lads yueks is fine fine fine. I pity poor winatas car though. and winata (thanks riko!). had the best night of my life at the cocktail! wish the night never ended had so much fun!!! a little less drink and i'd have been rocking. instead...i waz smashing. smashing. *hic*

i wonder when tomich stopped waiting and where he went to. should've said i'd meet him in the cT. but i'm too blond to think of such ingenius schemes.

5. I painted my nails metalic light blue and my hair has grown so long I can't believe it!

6. Ramit is thinking of abandoning his fledgeling blogspot. Wicked wicked man. Of course I understand how he could come to such a state...I myself have not blogged for over a month...and getting back into it does seem all too trying, thoughts arn't flowing as effortlessly. Still in love with Draco.

7. I saw jean today. Her bf sounds very protective of her. LUcky girl. Though for me it would really cramp my style to have a guy (thought i'm sure his intentions are well meant etc) tell me what to wear...Need to tan my ugly white legs. Yuk

8. Must start buying xmas cards to send to pple during the jolly old festive season! Woooohooo! Deck the halls with boughs of Holllllllly fa la la la la la la la la la... Am seriously thinking of moving family outa the house and having a pre-xmas party...got this idea when watching Chicago Hope...put up xmas tree and get everyone to buy a xmas boubble (personally signed) and hang it on there

9. Still feeling shithouse about standing toe-mitch up. *thwack*

10. Bikini season is upon us. I need a job.

11. Pina Colada

12. Ramit got cool idea. Hows about getting custom made draco D/S/V tops made and wear them to hp movie?! Corny a sin so we gots ta do it! I bags Veritas. me me me me me me me

13. Need to use moisturizing cream on hands...washing too many dishes with no gloves...feeling itchy and glunk

14. 2 o clock. Must go home now

15. Still feeling bad about making rikos car a toxic dump unit and standing tomich up. I think this is the most i've apologised in eons.

Farewell until next time troops. Give me some loff and lots of draco. adios.

2002-08-17T00:04:00.000-07:00

A Woman of Influence…

Rant of the Day: Women of today that I have a high regard for are not many. In general, of course, I admire nearly all women in general who make the most of their life, those who set goals and initiate various methods in order to achieve them, those who through the most trying and heart-aching times of failure etc still conduct themselves in a dignified and self-respecting manner and simultaneously exude warmth, compassion and most importantly (for me) spirit. Those women who are not only extremely victorious in their chosen professions but also successful in their personal and family and social life. Though it could be argued that not only is it infinitely rare to find such a woman, one might wonder if such a pinnacle exists for mere flesh and blood. Of course everyone has flaws. To understand, accept and be reasonable about one’s downfalls so that it doesn’t destroy everything and everyone we touch is character building no? Anyway…back to the point of this tirade…

Carine Roitfeld- A woman I initially thought bore an uncanny resemblance to an anorexic rottweiler…perhaps I was influenced by her surname in that matter. But if you took your time to observe her features…you notice that she possess an intensely fierce beauty…a face that would literally strip fresh paint. Her editor-in-chiefiness, her longstanding collaboration with Tom Ford, her power of influence, and her ability to grow old with grace, acceptance…and lo! Enjoyment (!) and still remain modern. The way she presents herself, her ideas and opinions and the way she can just dominate a situation but make you feel as though another party was in charge of the show from the beginning is sheer skill. A woman who knows the past but lives completely in the present.

Song of the Moment: Faye Wong: Track 7 [Don’t know the title]

Daily Whinge: Finished reading the book. From it’s p.o.v I’ve done everything I could possibly do wrong! How can that be! See for yourself…International Codes of Dating can be thus summed up:

1.Men have great pleasure in giving (obviously my ex’s have yet to discover that). The only job of a woman’s is to receive all the gifts and attentions lavished upon with grace and restrained rapture. *whinge-whinge-whinge*

2.Men are like rubber bands. (extraordinary!). They can be very warm and affection and devoted one week and the next week they’re making sure the Suez Canal lies between the two of you. Apparently a lot of men will do that many times during a r/s. The best thing for a woman to do is to sit back, make something to snack on (I suggest melted cheese on toast) and wait patiently for him to spring back.

3.Men should always, even after many months of dating, treat a woman how he initially treated her when he was perusing her. Opening doors, giving her gifts, showering little compliments etc. And a woman should always, even after many gifts and compliments etc, show her appreciation. Make it obvious that she values what he does…so that he will continue to do it. (because we all agree that once a guy gets too comfortable he stops being a ‘gentleman’, relaxes and takes her for granted –we bitch about it to our girlfriends). *whinge-whinge-whinge*

4.Women like a Man with a Plan. Uh-uh! I personally love it when guys organize an outing for an entire day or night. When they tell you in advance so you can prepare and decide what to wear (and it lets you tell the rest of your girlfriends smugly that your bf has planned a nice lunch etc for you). A guy who takes responsibility and eliminates all the worry and decision making out of your hands for a few hours is sweet.

5.Wmen should never put a guy’s efforts in trying to do something special for her down. Even if it turns out to be a complete disaster. Men hate to feel incompetent and inadequate.

Ok. So I plead guilty to the last. I didn’t know better. I also find that I use to believe that a girl who is living in the 20th century should behave independently and pay for everything herself…at least later down the track anyway right? Well…I did it from the very start. To the dismay of Llc! Now I’ve learnt that there is no guilt or obligation attached to letting the guy pay for you etc. Ha! Hello New World! Actually I don’t think book has been good for me. Now my expectations have gone up a little bit. But my understanding of the male psychology has also expanded. And I think all males need to read this book too!

In Closing: I need 20pairs of black tailor-made knee length pencil skirts.

2002-08-16T09:07:00.000-07:00

Calling all prêt-a-porters…One two Buckle my Shoes…

Song of the Moment: ‘Alive’ -Celine Dion. She is just so damn thin that woman! But I think her baby looks like a smaller scale of Dudley. Ugh! The video clip for this song starts off so cutely! And her dress…the way it fans out like liquid gold…heaven!

Daily Whinge: Yes, I went window-shopping today. Naturally I saw a lot of very nice and conveniently expensive things. I hate making decisions…I hate the trade off polices! Found myself in Perrini trying on three pairs of pointy-toed stilettos. Was initially only planning to purchase one pair (upper budget limit mentally noted prior to shopping expedition = $150). Ended up spending that amount…but (!!) I got two pairs for that price! Even though they are quite similar to each other I had to get them both because I had such a hard time deciding which one out of the three I wanted…so to make the choice easier I allowed myself to pick two! And that was still just as trying!

Pair One: Looked like beige at first. On second inspection it took on a queer orange tinge to it. Pointy, stiletto heel, leather upper, synthetic lining and sole (I know I know! I’m bad!) thin ankle strap with thin double strap down the center of heel. I wanted it mainly for the ankle and heel strap. But colour was a real turn off.

Pair Two: Dark burgundy red. Blunt (squarish) point, stiletto heel (much taller than the first), leather upper and lining, synthetic sole. Covered ankle with thin strap across the front. Two slim 45degree strapped buckles mid-foot. Same price as first.

Pair Three:Light beige. Seems to have changed color the minute I looked at again out of the shop. Looks more like a tan colour now. *shrug* Same style and detail of heel as Pair Two. Thin T-strap leather joining ankle strap and a twisted leather detailing at front. Leather upper, lining, and sole.

So basically it came down to me choosing from one of all the various permutations available. 1&2, 1&3, 2&3. After a long time sitting down and pondering my dilemma and seeking the advice of both Lulu-Bear and the sales assistant I went for 2&3. This shoe fetish of mine is really getting out of hand. I’m in lovewith leather shoes. Maybe I’ll try a satin pair next. Jeweled. I’m so going broke now! Thankfully I don’t spend that much on recreational activities and I hardly do expensive lunches with friends anymore. I just can’t afford to eat when this shopping addiction kicks in! I need a job! So many things I need to buy now! Window-shopping is not an alternative to actual spending-money-and-buying-shopping. Window-shopping is just something retailers encourage their victims to do to entice them so that a particular dress/pants/bra/shoe/hat etc will forever be embedded into their minds until they buy it.

My next whinge is…The Ball. I don’t want to go. I mean I’d like to. If I lost weight and could afford to go. But I can’t. The latter-*asshat*. It’s not that I couldn’t [if I really wanted to] fork out the dosh. It’s just that to blow so much money in one night…for 3yrs consecutively is getting ridiculous. Plus…dresses that are original, elegant and singular are either:

very hard to find
too retro or
just too damn expensive.

Tailors are never a good resort unless that person has not only studied the art of putting pieces of fabric together but also the art of design. That is what a lot of the older tailors (private asian ones) lack Flair.. They have no flair or creativity. The copy from magazines or books and they simplify the design ever so slightly but that slight changes manages to make the entire outfit different. Like both of my ball dresses. Tailor-made and different to how she drew it and how I pictured it. Currently if money was not an option I’d buy this really exquisitely divine Valentino dress. Satin, raunched-bust, light coppery/off white/beige with a stunning oyster sheen. Very ‘floaty’. Reminds me of the white, paisley Louis Vuitton chiffon dress. But regrettably! Money is tight ~~and so am I~~. Bwah!

Will (to make myself feel better) crash with the Willos. Buy a pretty cocktail dress. Dress up some shoes, invest in big earrings, and announce myself after dinner! *wibble…*

Saw v. cute (baby cute) guy working in the perfume section at David Jones. I wonder if he’s gay. Thinking of buying $85 Tommy Girl and getting free Tommy Hilfiger sports bag. Nahh will invest money elsewhere.

Desperately need to do CFP work this weekend! Think I’ll stay offline for the rest of the weekend. Anyone need me I’m just a land-call away. Feel free to contact me during consultation times: Sat:1pm-4pm, 8pm-9pm. Sun: 7pm-8pm. Will not take any calls if not between those times. Why? Am a snotty, loveless old prude who loves to make herself look busy and unavailable.

In Closing: ‘Wibbling Heights’…

2002-08-14T22:34:00.000-07:00

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2002-08-14T21:30:00.000-07:00

Uh...oh...due to something stupid I did with all this messy messy html...I can't edit my previous post! Gwash I'm so silly *meep* ...thus cannot/will not redo "plans for the rest of the day"

Daily Whinge: People who refuse to tell me sick/silly/dirty jokes. GLARES And they don't even have a proper, valid and understandable excuse for it. Get off yer high horse Grandma!

Draco Update: In dire need of more Hp Quizes. Feeling desolate from lack of available hp/draco hype from internally stored reserves. Am afraid the whole diehard fangirl is diminishing at rapid speed. What am i suppose to obsess over now! t00b

I was rereading my yr12 Friendship Book last night and saw Lulu-bears entry. She left some spaces for me to fill in myself...concerning (naturally) my potential future bf. So she goes...
Mr__________(Knightly, Darcy, Malfoy, Homer etc) will drive a ___________(bmw, merc, rollsroyce etc) and come with a _____________(law/med/dent/kitchen appliances etc) degree.

So lets, shall we, for fun...fill in the blanks.
Mr BF.1 Collins/Sim will drive a Dihatsu (sp?) Charade and come with a Med degree.
Mr BF. 2 Homer/Nygen(sp?) will drive a Toyota Corolla hatch and come with an Engineering degree.

Now lets do one for the future and keep our fingers crossed.
Mr Darcy will ride a Sleek, firey, black Arabian stallion and come with a Platinum 17ct African diamond ring from Tiffany&Co

But...I'm not fussy...if he wants he can give the horse a rest and pick me up in his ferrari instead.

I don't rmb my icq# so now i can't start up icqG0! Phooey!

Am feeling awfully guilty for not doing any work so far. Will hope off now!

In Closing: Jo-pants exchange on tuesday?! he he hic.

I wonder if this color works....
*twiddle twiddle*
*twiddle twiddle*
*twiddle twiddle*

2002-08-14T21:07:00.000-07:00

The wind in the Hollows...it echos my mind...

Currently at GP3...have decided to reside here until someone makes me move. Alas cannot be bothered to open up Microsoft Word to ensure sentences are grammatically and spellitcally correct Whoosh Here's an outline of Thursday the 15th of August 2002 so far: ~^^*~

8:00am- Woke up. could still feel the caffine from the 2am coffee in my brain....oh woe is me.
9:00am- Caught bus to uni. I hate people who insist on telling you and everyone else around them about how adoreable their grandkids are.
10:00am- Intro to Law lecture. Didn't look at the lecturer once...my newly developed method of concentrating on the text book. Contract not so good as Torts. Torts much more amusing. This is so much more funner than Finance.
11:00am- ITL tute. I like the people in my tute. No one is shy and afraid to speak out. Which means everyone is pretty much actively participating. Used situation to my advantage and made a number of witty comments on garden knomes. Go me.
12:00pm- Bought some 'Quick&Crap' food from the Ref and fought against the wind to make it down here.

Plan for the rest of the Day

2002-08-14T04:54:00.000-07:00

Pop! Goes the Weasley!...

Daily Whinge: I just hate 3hr long lectures to death. I hate it that my lecturer is actually a dawdling, Mr. Collins-like simpering old dear�Ehich means he’s rather amusing and annoying at the same time. I hate it when after the 2nd hour there my stomach decides to make its presence felt, pretending it’s Thor conducting a thunderous orchestra in my tum-tum. That guy who had the luck of scoring a seat next to mine was snickering at me throughout the lecture. DIES. I think Helen (who was on my other side) politely pretended not to hear. But how could one not! I don’t even talk as loud as my stomach rumbles! I’m never forgetting lunch.

Song of the Moment: ”Dreams�E–The Cranberries. I heart this song. I really want to sing this in kok! The melody is so pretty an calming. I can’t remember the lyrics in order but they go something along the lines of (not in sequence):

All my life
is changing every day
in every possible way
all my dreams
they’re never quite as it seems�E
cause you’re a dream to me
dream to me�E
totally amazing minds
understanding and sublime...

Oh Leareth! Remind me to return your pants! Hehehe! *meep*

Yay! Have decided to go to uni on Friday, study alllll day and then emerge from my study cocoon and go for a spot of shopping. MimCo bag seems so within reach now! Unless another more appealing alternative to spend my Fridays drifts my way. Llc said she had bought a pretty, lacey singlet top from David Jones the other day. I’m so completely over singlet tops (can you believe Microsoft Word doesn’t even have ‘singlet�Ein its dictionary! Ack! Need to get offline soonish to start and finish my itl tute. I love these law tutes. Everyone just reads straight from the main text book and gets full marks! How superbly lax!

Notes to People I need to say ”Smoochies woochies too:

Jo- Because I’m holding your pants hostage until we can arrange a trade. Lets do it like those spy movies. I’ll leave your pants under a bridge (will Mt. Henry’s do for you?) and you leave mine in an abandoned hollow in the trunk of a fir tree. Tappidy-tap-tap =]

Lulu-bear- Won’t see you until next week or so. And I don’t think I’ll be able to meet up for lunch on Tuesdays for too long anymore. Yes�Etudy! But one can’t seriously study all week! So lunch on Tuesdays at Acorn (as we usually do) for about an hour won’t be too taxing on our study time. Unless, of course, I bump into the ‘regular’s and somehow lose all sense of priority (Jo’s fault!)

Cuz- Looooong time no see! You’re such a busy chap these days! And when you’re online you’re always on ‘n/a�Eor ‘dnd�Eor ‘occupied�E Unless you use one of the listed statuses to deter any unwanted attention. *cough* Seen shona lately?!

Ramit- Thanks but no thanks to the baddy invitation. I don’t think playing badminton is really much of a work out at all. You and Holly have fun! Kindly bop **** over the head with the end of your racket. There’s a dear.

BlueSky- Oi! Silly yank! I bet you still haven’t even started on your ‘ripped-straight-off-the-internet�Ecopy of all the Harry Potter books. Oh and did I tell you before? How the heck am I suppose to know whether you speak English (fancy that! It’s the English language not the American language! Eat your hat schmucky American!)�Eo sidetracked�Eeah how do I know whether you speak broken English? I only read what you type! Hp rocks. Will brainwash you with all this hp. Will put your name down for the hp mailing list. Will too!

Hales- Ehehe! How’s the nursing home! Wheeeee!

Riko- Enjoy china. Bring me back some toilet paper. That’ll be an adventure on it’s own. Quest for Sorbent �Ehas a rather thrilling ring to it what! Please also send May my bottegavaneta email address.

May- if by any chance you’ve managed to retrieve my email you might come across this! So as you can see, nope! I’m not annoyed or avoiding you! I’m just up to my neck in all things smelly. Text books ok.

Fuzman-You scared poor Lulu-bear �Eow she’s decide to drop her B.Com and take up juggling in some Russian circus. She sends us her love�Except to you. To you she sends a year long subscription to Russian PlayGirl. Enjoy. *snort*

Eve- Just wondering if you’re going to any balls! Also can I please borrow AC book ‘Murder/whatever on the Nile’…mucho thanks!

*~^wAveS~^* to all of Jo’s w00bie t00bie friends�End to anyone else I’ve forgotten. I didn’t really forget you know.

Finished ABC Murders. I love it! Oh! It is so enthralling! Like all AC Hercule Poirot books. Currently nosing through a Tommy and Tuppence. Plot very thick and enticing enough. But I’m just way too fond of Poirot. He’s become like a Gandalf and Dumbledore to me now! Peril at House End and The Hollow. I am amazed at how AC can write crime novels like she does. You’d think that after reading so many of them, solving future ones becomes a synch but again and again Christie amazes me with her ability to create so many imperceptible twists~@!

In Closing:Poignant�Earrying you away on a tide of feeling...

2002-08-12T23:03:00.000-07:00

Yoddle lay hee hoooo

Currently at Reid Library...after spending most of my morning downstairs in the cafe wasting my life (as per usual)...feel guilty that there is a line here for computer usage...but I must blog now!

I think me and mum are talking again. I'm not sure. Usually she initiates conversation but I think I might have pushed her limits a little too far the other night so I started talking first. She's the very last of my worries anyway!

[/hearts] Jo for being so nice and writing down all the html codes which I now use to add color and life to my usual rants.

Daily whinge: An insignificant whinge but a whinge all the same. Had a lovely shower this morning and realised that people always use much more conditioner than shampoo. Which means it only makes the utmost sense for companies such as Johnson&Johnson to make the conditioner bottles larger in volume. I, for one, can vouch that my whole family always runs out of conditioner first while the shampoo bottle is still half full. Mucho annoyance it is when you've washed your hair and have no conditioner. I never feel as if my toilette routine is ever complete unless I have conditioned my hair.

OH! And I have another little whinge....freaky reid cafe guys. There is reaaally shit-assedly freaky looking guy and his crew who tend to dampen the atmosphere of the usually bubbly and inviting eating area.
He has this terribly gaunt looking face, which is way too long in proportion, heavy ash-blond eybrows and an ugly leering mouth. (Description may be slightly over exaggerated due to distance and lack of appeal in looking at face for more than 2sec in 10min intervals). Lulu-bear casually mentioned him to me before, telling me how her entire tute class found him too overbearing for words and that there was something not quite right about him. Reached point today where I entirely agree with her when one of his equally weird friends starting giving Daylia (sp?) goosebumps. (Probably because he was edging his seat towards her from his table and trying to subtly lean in on her) --- crazy f*ckwittage (Love BJ Diary!! anyway we applied the heroic actions of [Mr Fuzzious] and the poor girl managed to escape the evil barbarians grasp.

We need to examine the types of characters admitted into the reid cafe. Allowing young, mentally unstable, physically unattractive hooligans really don't do much for business or the decor.

Onto a brighter note I really like all of Jo's friends. Even if I can't remember their names! I think it's quite refreshing talking to people who actually do have something intellectual to say about Hp and can basically yak their heads off for no apparent reason! I've finally come across a mass of t00bs who talk as much as I do - if not so more!! And now...everytime I think of Jo I'll think treeeeeeeeee and everytime I think of Yue I'll think Meeooww ::::GLOMPS::::

Nota Bene: Zion has chicken legs. I think he's on a diet.

Lulu-bear you're writing in that letter was so small! Lucky for me most of its contents we had all discussed so I could guess some words! the paper is too cute tho! hehehe I don't want to ask you why your bro had it!

Argh! I hate sitting here exposed to everyone who walks past. Actually being exposed is not the problem! It's the fact that they don't walk past! They feel inclined to stop by and talk to you. And even that isn't the problem---if they had something interesting to say and could actually keep the flow of the conversation natural and unforced. But...Nooooo they dump their limbs next to you and expect you to entertain them (cute guy at one o clock!) until they decide your incessant chatter is boring and get up and leave you.(Yup ::grinz:: not bad! Glasses too! but too much denim...*squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!*)

Yay! Getting a lift home with Mr Garg...which reminds me of gargarious or something...can't for the life of me rmb the actual word. Ahaha have been corrected (asshat) it's actually greg not garg...but it's garg now!

Hmm...have had an offer of lunch by a friend from church who I never even use to talk to and he doesn't even attend my congregation. Not sure if i'll say yes...don't know whether I want the "after-lunch" implications of a lunch. But then again my love life isn't exactly going anywhere so I'm edging towards a...maybe.

Ok...might call it a night now! Lulu-bear meet you in front of reid at 12 then! I'll bring your letter

I'm sure I had something more to say but...I've quite forgotten!

In Closing: One little two little three little Indians, four little five little six little Indians, seven little eight little nine little Indians...ten little Indian boys. American Indians though.

2002-08-11T03:39:00.000-07:00

Suffering withers as each day unfolds...schmuck

Daily Whinge: I am in the most unreasonable and uncontrollable rage. I’ve just stepped into my room fresh from battle with my mother. How can a forty-something year old woman be so immature?! And the thing is the whole debacle wasn’t even over me or something I had done.

She was actually lecturing my brother for playing too much basketball with his friends. And since my brother is more or less meek when my mother starts her annoying rants, I stepped in. Because I just don’t feel as if I can let her go on about something and make it sound like it’s as bad as him doing drugs or pimping. Why are women generally so much more irritating when they nag? Dad never nagged. Father’s are so much more lax I think. So anyway, the more I told her she was being a perverse wench, naturally the more unreasonable and angry she became. I don’t know why I'm always the one to argue with my mother. The rest of my siblings don’t seem to share my enthusiasm to take her on. Nowadays we rarely fight and up until tonight I thought we were getting along marvellously. I guess it’s only when I question and challenge her ‘child-rearing’ and ‘disciplinary tactics’ that she gets rather agro. God: I am so pissed off. I have this massive frustrating anger building up inside me. And I just can’t seem to hold my tongue when I should! I use to derive immense satisfaction on back-chatting in my mind to her and think “nyeah nyeah- you can’t hear what I'm thinking!” and look at her with semi-cocky smirk on my face, which annoyed the heck outa her but there was nothing she could do because although she probably guessed what I was thinking she couldn’t very well tell me off for what she thought I was thinking. But now I just can’t keep anything I want to say inside. If I don’t express myself I feel like I'm going to burst or explode and cry. And the thing is I'm very very polite when I criticise her! Grrr…Arrgggggghhhhhhh.

Anyway the fight ended only when she sent me to my room (how old was I again?) and I'm in here sulking and refusing to eat dinner. I’ve turned the music on really loud so I don’t have to hear her yak. GGGGGRRR

	ninja a superb warrior with mad skillz. resourceful; evasive; kick-ass
[Final Fantasy Tactics Job Class]

Music of the Moment: and no this doesn’t go with my mood! Sang a nice song in church today…don’t remember the title. Goes along the lines of “refiners fire, my hearts desire…” and like Enrique’s new song “Don’t turn off the lights”.

I don’t have much to say. Except for adding that: I know someone called Raymond now!

In Closing: [you may have heard this before] – God told Moses to come forth, but he slipped on a banana peel and came fith.
Still feeling morose. I need lots of loff. *Sniff*

Never going to café again. Farewell café. You were good while it lasted. I must give you up in search of greater things now. Lets not say ‘good-bye’ let us say ‘au revoir’.

I've finished with Bridget Jones's Diary. Will comment next time. I quite adore this chain-smoking calorie counting sweetie. *swoon* Mr Darcy!

2002-08-10T06:56:00.000-07:00

Grr ugh!

2002-08-10T06:47:00.000-07:00

My mother has become a force I can no longer recognise...

That was a quote from Bridget Jones's diary. Just testing some html stuff which woobie Jo has taught me. We had some fun a Jo's place today. I have a very embarrassing story which caused me to blush but was entirely NOT my fault! Here goes in summary form:
1. Got a nice surprise to see Ramit, Jo and Holly standing outside my front door waiting for me. Should have seen my mothers evil glare and her tone of voice when I asked her if I could pop out for a minute. But to look like a rational and reasonable adult that she is not she said I was allowed to go. I didn't look back. I ran.
2. Got into car and drove to Jo's place.
3. Got to Jo's house. Discovered I was a little wet.
4. On further inspection found that my silly little ass was wet. Stunned for a second. Then recollecting myself I inspected my seat to find it wet also.
5. Although the other three insisted that no water from their bottles had been spilt etc I still insist that I had unfortunately sat on a wet patch of Holly's car which had been wet before I even got in and it had already soaked into holly's car upholstery and when I came in to sit down my pants just reabsorbed it. It was notwhat you might think it was! aSShat
6. Jo literally saved my ass by lending me some dry pants. Oooh! Dry pants...never underestimate the power of dry pants!

Anyway! We went upstairs to her chambre and while she busied herself for the next few hours to creating my new layout which you see here now (*Squeeeee!*) and then Ramit held a fart-gas bomb in front of poor Holly’s face and demanded she review her guest list. We entertained ourselves famously on the floor. Holly became a Pixie for a split second and Jo assisted me in outlining the whole Lord of the Rings plot to her. I must say that Jo has too much brain space when it comes to Lotr!! At the end of it all (before Ramit and Holly left) we had decided that the party is going to be a ‘cupcake’ party and everyone will be forced to lick salt off someone else's neck (party games). Riveting.

Ladies and Gentlemen:
I come before you. To stand behind you.
To tell you something I know nothing about
On Monday which is Good Friday
There will be a mother’s meeting for fathers only
Admission is free, pay at the door
Bring your own seats; we’ll sit on the floor.

Music of the Moment: J.Chow. Track 7. Not sure about the title. My brother forced this CD onto me. He is a t00b.

Daily Whinge: I'm fed up. I’m more than fed up. I am pathetically and exhaustedly disgusted. I just wish book 5 were out. I just wish Cassandra-Claire would finish Draco Veritas. I wish the Lord of the Rings The Two Towers were out now. I wish Harry Potter: The Chamber of Secrets was out now. I wish it were summer. I wish my hair would grow faster. I wish exams were over. And if you’re reading this God, I wish Draco were real. Eternally, gratefully yours- asuka.

After reading Epicyclical and reading all the comments which came flooding in after Cassie advertised for a Ron!loving-beta…I'm beginning to be more open minded about Ron. I hate his freakles. I hate his red hair. I hate his gangly frame. I hate his temper and obstinate nature. And yet I'm beginning to feel sorry for him because he’s always lived in everyone’s shadows. Never had the chance to be recognised for his personal, special attributes. Always the underdog. So I understand where he’s coming from. But it doesn’t make him any more agreeable and loveable. It’s not like I want to hold his character to my bosom and tell him he’s better than Draco or Harry. (as if). So I hope, to slightly even the score Jk Rowlings will allow him to date someone like Angelina…but younger. He can have anyone but Hermione! Although I have a feeling that’s where things are heading in canon, especially if he comes from one of the oldest wizarding families and she’s a pure blooded muggle

I can’t see how Rowlings can allow Draco to live in the end if Dumbledore&Co wins, unless the Malfoys all take up the “I’ve been brainwashed” stance again. I am hoping Draco will become less of an annoying prat as the novels continue. I want him and Harry to fight side by side. But I doubt it. His values are so strongly imprinted in his mind from his father etc that there’s no chance of it. It still puzzles me why he offered Harry his friendship at the beginning though. I know it’s been discussed to death in the fandoms! Like how some people think that Draco only befriended Harry only to gain his trust and then hand him over to his father, or on his fathers orders so that they could have easier access to the boy, or through Draco’s own initiative he figured to himself that he had some personal gain by having Harry as a friend. Or...the cassieclaire view. He befriended Harry so that in essence he could help harry- in a genuine and sincere way. Canon Malfoy?! I wish!

There are also many mistakes (?!) which die-hard hp fans out there discovered in the first 4 books. One that is the most prominent in my mind atm is the one near the end of GoF, where Harry and Voldermort duel. Since brother wands cannot duel and if they are forced to do so a strange thing happens: Prior Incantatum. And we all think Rowlings stuffed up when she made Harry’s mother come out of Voldermorts wand before Harry’s father. Because the story clearly states that Voldermort killed James first (when he was trying to protect Lily and Harry) and then after killing James he turned to Lily and disposed of her. Now since Prior Incantatum occurs in such a fashion as to allow the most recent to the very first spell to come out of the wand-we would deduce from that fact that Lily should have come out from the wand before James. Tsk tsk. Naughty. She needs better betas! There are more and I’ll discuss them later in an entry devoted to the inconsistencies and theories of hp! Ooooh! *Sigh* I am but a freak!

While watching video hits this morning, I have finally come to the final conclusion on Enrique Iglasies. He is hot. While the mole is on occasions off-putting and sometimes tends to allow my mind to conjure up strange images of the man – he is nonetheless rather spunky. And yes even when he is hitting the high notes – don’t ask. However, he’s just one of the guys outside my ‘ideals of a man’ that I’d like. In general I like the bookish type. The ‘cool’ nerds of today. And damnit ones who wear glasses too! Like Clark Kent…and yes…Harry Potter! Someone who loves to read as much as I do. Someone who can challenge and discuss various views on books with me. Someone who isn’t a beefcake, who isn’t scrawny and malnutritioned either. Someone who doesn’t need to gel his hair everyday before he can step outside his front door. Someone with floppish, messy hair that accentuates his carefree and intelligent face. I could go on. And I might…no I won’t! *meep* Well…someone who is shy but not awkward, deep but not disturbed. Independent but not an asshole. Is that too much to ask! **wibble** and too make it more impossible I like the heroic type too =]

2002-08-09T04:56:00.000-07:00

BEQUEATH ME YOUR LAND, YOUR WIFE AND YOUR MANOLO BLAHNIKS…

**Warning: Before you progress any further, I must mention that I’ve jogged thrice around Hossack Park, read Vogue back-to-front and drank shitloads of coffee, so brace yourself for spamming…spams ahoy.**

Daily Whinge: I have no daily whinge today…so let’s move along.

Someone has lead me to the discussion of the most disgusting thing ever to have been given to mankind: VEGEMITE.
Why must we be associated with the most classy, tasteful and thoroughly all round glamorous sandwich spread available? [\sarcasm]
Just because it’s an authentic Aussie spread doesn’t mean that we’ve got to hold our tongues on the fact like not only does it look like condensed shit but it also tastes like it too. Do we all have to be so patriotic as to deny our rights to confess to the world and cease the senseless torture of our taste buds and declare that vegemite is nothing more than a culinary sham? I swear that no one (in their right state of mind) likes it. I don’t like it. Do you like it? Thought not.

I’m also willing to bet that the yobbo Aussies themselves love it as much as scraping cow dung off bottom of their shoes. It’s a bloody national disgrace to shovel generous amounts of this crap into the mouths of tourists and assure them that consuming vegemite is part of our civilized and historic Aussie culture. Bullocks! No wonder our tourism industry has been suffering severely as of late.

I mean, the jar says (like it's a good thing) "concentrated yeast extract." How scrumdiddillyumtious does that sound? [/sarcasm]
Random vegemite fact: The first item to be scanned on the electronic barcode system in a shopping centre was, you guessed it, a jar of vegemite.

And we thought John Howard was the only national joke.

~^~Aside: I want a rosary—it would also help if it were made by Bvlgari~^~
Music of the Moment: Breathe in Now – George.

Very funny thing happened on Thursday. I was in the café (punch me later) with Ramit and Thads (because the rest of the motley crew had flown the coop) and in bounded Joanna and asked if I wanted to go the city with her and Huey (sp?). Now this is what my ears heard and brain translated, “Do you want to go to the city to have lunch with me and some guys?” Or something to that extent…and anyway I thought we were going to accompany her to meet some new guy friends of hers and apparently I had the crazy notion that she had said they were spunks. So then we walked out of the café to the closest outdoor table and chairs and being the uncontrollable big mouth that I am I blurted out so that only half the world could hear “So who’s the spunk we’re gonna meet?” My timing always impeccable. Joanna stood aside at that psychological (!) moment and there sat the two apparent ‘spunks’. Needless to say I clasped my hands to my mouth and gaped like a goldfish. Needless to say Joanna was shooting daggers at me. Needless to say Huey was grinning like a Cheshire cat and needless to say those two guys must have had such a big ego afterwards.

I am far too verbose for my own good

Well. We went to Metros Food Court and most of us ordered sushi. I had my first real taste of wasabi. Being late and missing your exam is not hell. Getting dumped by your sleazy sonofabitch cheating scummy boyfriend is not hell. Reading all the stories and doggerel poems and diaries you wrote when you were 12/14 is not hell (CC). You only experience hell when you eat too much wasabi. When all of a sudden, without prior warning, your mouth becomes colder than the Antarctic, when you feel a gush of lashing cold flame travel up your nasal passage, when you feel like you’re suffering from brain-freeze and have a tonne of dry-ice lodge at the front of your head…and then it gets bad…a few seconds later your temple and your nose burn like you’ve got lava inside you. It’s like your brains are going to come out of your nose! You stop breathing because you’re afraid that your brains WILL come out of your nose. I’d like to try it again. But in the pleasure and comfort of my own home.

I’ve finished all my Agatha Christie books. I need to borrow that mystery or murder on the Nile off Steph. Ehehe Currently though I’m engrossed with Sherlock Holmes. Hercules Poirot is basically modeled on him, but of course each have different personalities. I’m reading The Signs of Four and I need someone to clarify this for me: Was Holmes a cocaine/morphine addict? Or was he an occasional cocaine/morphine user. Like Watson I’m disgruntled by that. But it’s good to know he’s human after all. Junkie.

Lotr dvd is out. Like Jo I am torn between wanting to buy NOW or wait ever so patiently for December. *Sigh* I’ve never been patient. I still think cassie is a t00b for not loving Legolas. He’s so swoonfull! Dee likes lotr too! Could that girl be any cooler!

I am going shoe shopping some time in the near future. Money is no problem. Not with shoes. Never with shoes. Now I just have to find those shoes. Pointy toed again of course. I think maybe red or something other than white or black. But if I get really depressed that I can’t find anything I’ll opt for classic (but oh so drab) black.

I can’t believe no gym offers a decently timed yoga classes or pilâtes. I’ve learnt how to do so many pilate positions! I don’t see how doing pilates could really make you look better, but anything is worth a try and it looks fun.

You know, I thought Rat Lady was bad…until I found out that all the fecking postmenopausal, low libidoed wenches at Guild café had taken over the role of “Mother-of-all-Bitches” I bet that they actually begot Rat Lady. Not only is it possible. It is probable. Yeshan was right. If our group called a boycott of the café they’d lose 75% of the profits. So a little courtesy and respect doesn’t seem out of question.

Ahaha…watched E.T today. Some little joke about a producer signing on some celebrity as a host on these conditions:
1. His co-host is a little white mohawked dog that speaks in a British accent. “Bow-bloody-Wow”.
2. An autographed picture of Jesus. “To: Whoever, You’re tops! Love: Jesus”
Which was rather disrespectful but I can appreciate all sorts of humour
3. And Natalie Portman has to be his girlfriend for two weeks. She wasn’t pleased to say the least.
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Oh and I’ve decided to leave my ‘come frisk me’ stilettos for now. Next time I’ll bring home the bacon.

Ok time for a shower. I love showers. I love hot water. Could it possibly be better than pumpkin? Fat chance.

In Closing: Your fearless leader wants more Marvolo and Lucius pep talk. Lucius is a prick. But I’m beginning to understand why because of DV9. Why is it that the bad guys are always the most fun! For example Smallville. Lex Luther rocks! And nooooo it’s not because I like Draco! Ramit is a t00b. And if it not were the fact that David Bowie married Iran Khan he’d be the biggest gay ever. But he is so cool because of the Labyrinth. See….spam!

Ok so maybe it’s not the end yet…I’m such a LJ stalker! But I wasn’t stalking this one! I accidentally found myself here….and look what I dug up. It’s probably illegal to cut and paste AND post other peoples journal entries up but this is all very anonymous anyway.

Alright, so my mom just basically found out I was gay. And... here was the conversation in a nutshell.
Me: *standing in the bathroom, putting toothpaste on her toothbrush*
Mom: So, Dad tells me that he told you it was ok to bring home a girlfriend.
Me: *turning really red, sticks the toothbrush in her mouth* Yes, yes he did.
Mom: Are you gay?
Me: What?!
Mom: Are you gay?
Me: *stares at her, toothbrush in her mouth, turning red* I don't know!
:: long awkward pause ::
Mom: So, you want to have sex with girls?
Me: MOM!!!!
Mom: What?! I don't know what it's like!
Me: I'm going out to the shop. You are acting weird!
Mom: *clings to arm* Nooooo! You're neglecting me! Stay and talk to me!
Me: *face still red* Oh, alright.

So, we proceed to sit there... she asks me some rather embarrassing questions and well... I'm still red thinking about it. I mean, honestly. *dies* So. Now my parents know. I told them not to tell my brother, because well.. he doesn't deserve to know. Alright, I take that back. He does. But I want to tell him. And give him another reason to look down on me. *bristles*

Lordy.

2002-08-08T09:27:00.000-07:00

When shall we three meet again...in thunder lightening or in rain....

*<*<*<*this basically started off innocently as a email reply to a friend...this is the results of DV9 influence...a lot of rants*>*>*>

Dear Mr/Miss So-and-So

I've got Harry Potter and Draco on my mind and I sure as hell am gonna rant and rave about Draco Veritas as much as I like in this email because no one else will listen to my nonsensical bantering to basically myself.

But firstly to answer your silly questions *sigh*
> first of all... wot the heck is Titus andronicus?!
> I'm stumped... u gotta tell
> me that before i can continue... haha
-Titus Andronicus is a play written by Shakespeare. Andronicus is an asshat and it's all very Learish and Othelloish. I loved it.

> oh that's right! gee why so formal wif the Mr/miss
> So-and-So?? it's not like
> i'm ur boss whom u wanna suck up to for a
> promotion... its just plain old -
bla bla boy/girl... Hmmm lemme think: To Yuek R. Wai
> - yeh pretty formal huh?! i
> got the middle initial in there too hehe :p
-Oh but i remember when I always use to address you as "mr/miss so-and-so", it's all for fun. Andrew wim is Uncle Wim...he hates it because he's going through a midlife crisis and it makes him feel much older than he thinks he should. wassock.

> Say wot's up wif LLC's infatuation wif Shing... ever
> update u give me on
> shing's body is from llc ... shing's situation
> really cant be that bad if he
> still has llc checking him out haha :)
-I don't know what Llc's infatuation is...anyone care to update me? Bueller.

> haha yeh *** is suprising me too wif her antics...
> I never knew she was
> stingy, but i guess i knew she always expects to be
> given gifts rather than
> give them... Now days she's been very willing to
> give gifts to *****... haha
> its quite funny :P
-I fail to see the humour but here goes a 'ha ha'- ha ha

> Oh and tony?? haha yeh he's looking quite tubby -
> especially the other day when
> he went up to get a napkin... but his arms are quite
> large and look muscly
> beneath the fat... it's kinda misleading...
-I only have one comment - Tony needs more hair

Derno much about may these days either. From what i hear...actually ive heard nothing.

> Hmm so how is Winston?? haha i gather his expedition
> to Melbourne was
> shortfelt... but i guess u guys prefer him here
> rite?! U still close to ol'
> Winno?? I rmb the time i sent u to his home to give
> him some last convo... it
> was touching yet amazingly awkward... I felt like a
> third wheel ehehe...
-I don't rmb what you're talking about? maybe that did happen. but i still fail to recall. all i rmb is that winston is an idiot but we all loff him to bits.

Spending comes down to a degree of control one has or is suppose to have. I'v never had it until this year. probably because perth fashion has gone shithouse.
Going to baddy and then having lunch really defeats the purpose. I don't play baddy well so i see no point in coming at all. but I'll try anything once.

~^~and here's where i rant~^~

Cassieclaire has finally released her much anticipated DV9. And it is much much much better than DV8 (sounds like deviate). Unlike other 'not-as-hardcore' hp fanfic fans I didnt' have to reread DV8 in order to preen my mind for the following chapter. I have an excellent selective memory...and since my life revolves around fanfic and harry potter these days (and I refuse to think that THAT constitutes a 'sad life') I was more than capable to immerse myself in her writing quickly.

I must inform you that you are so totally missing out bigtime on this rather fabulous bit of literature....dare I call it literature! This is the mother of all Harry Potter fan fics.

So far I've managed to prod steph, claud, stephs bro, ramit, joel and many countless thousands (I'm allowed to exaggerate) into hopping onto my bandwagon..because yes I've laid claims to this bandwagon. I'm going to spray paint my name and motto on it and gather my fellow pilgrims and sing "House on the Prairie" songs.

I can't really relate to Hermione as much as i can to Ginny, but I just can't stand the fact that Cassie is (naturally) going to ship H/Hr and D/G together. Asshats. it's not fair! Why can't 'mione have both Draco and Harry. it only makes perfect sense. Actually when it really boils down to it. I like neither of the female characters. They get on my nerves aside from Professor Macgonagall and she would be my type of woman if it not be for fact that she is rather getting on in her years. 80+ to be exact. Phooey to that.

And as much as I use to be very very anti-slash (even for the guys and not just the girls) I've rather embraced it. Which is a far out cry for me because (like Jack at times) I've been really afraid of all things slashy. But now after having read DD, DS and DV H/D slash makes so much sense! Of course I don't mean going into the whole sordid world of sex. You just have to read DV9 to understand what I mean. I actually started getting all teary after reading Dracos private chat with Harry, though Harry couldn't hear him at that time. I just love Draco for loving Harry. For the fact that he can't love anyone else or himself but Harry because he loves through Harry. I know I'm probably sounding like a sentimental drunk, but I can't stand coffee at this time of night! Also I haven't analysed anything (prose etc) since high school lit and am dying to!

But back to Draco (of course), I think he belongs much more to CassieClaire than JK Rowlings. ok. so CC may have snitched Draco at the bud...but she cultivated and cared for him!...well i don't know whether killing him and breaking every bone in his body shows much love for a character but people work in their own quirky ways. I don't think there has ever ever ever been a fictional character who was as pompous, selfish, witty, uncompromising and passionately brutally honest as he is...oh and did i mention sickeningly charming?! Mr Darcy, Mr Knightly, Mr Indiana Jones, Mr Legolas of Mirkwood my list could go on forever...but none of the aforementioned come close to being so well drawn and expressed and moulded as Malfoy. And I'm bloody well sure as hell that there is one person out there in real life who comes enough to having all of Dracos physical and personality traits. Of course chances are he's already been snatched up and lives in little island of the Mediterranean. Enough gushing over Draco. I know only a few people...the majority female...would appreciate it it. *smirk*

I'm currently writing this as an email to a friend (who being a heterosexual male/female) derives no keen enjoyment in my senseless gushing and swooning over how fabulous Mr Malfoy is. So I'm going to move on and and rave about how the one thing that I love about Malfoy (aside from the fact that he's rich, smart and drop dead gorg)is his devotion, loyalty and sense of responsibility to Harry. Here's a nasty foul-play spoiler *nyeah nyeah nyeah nyeah*

...One day you will understand, he thought at Harry, not knowing whether Harry could hear him or not. I always thought I would follow you up to the gates of Hell if I had to. And that, once arriving there, I would beg the gatekeeper to take me instead of you. And if he must take you, I would ask to come with you. And if he would not let me come with you, I would wait for you on the shores of the river. I promised to watch over you and follow you always. I promised never to leave you. I never thought that death might prevent me. Not your death, but mine....

Of course the whole poignant paragraph has to lose its evocativeness (is there such a word) when you don't know the rest of the story. And although I've whinged about this before i think Draco dying fits rather well with what's happening. Voldermort pep talk really keeps me going too. Good old Voldy.

I think I should have posted this up on reviews. But I've already reviewed and I hate posting up long ones. Not even for Cassie. Who is a t00b for thinking of making Seamus more important. Boo to Finnigan! And like the rest of the sane public. I voice for all of us when I vehemently declare "We hate Ron!". Well I don't hate the poor guy. But all this red hair and freckles thing is really starting to jig me. Shagging Pansy was the peak of his career as the dispensible sidekick and that's saying a lot. Although if Cassie does redeem him in our eyes I may become more lax on him. But if Rupert Grint gets any uglier I'm going to withdraw all treaties.

Have a good morning. Tony...this is not a website.

Jo! how's about this Saturday or something to do my blog?

I love this two-in-one method of blogging and emailing. I'm so schmart. whoops.

This is the fearless leader going off to ::::glomp:::::!!Draco!

2002-08-07T08:59:00.000-07:00

I wanna be a Mucho man…

Daily Whinge: I don’t know whether to say this or not. I have a few random things to whinge about this week. First one on the list is my eyebrows. I’m sure me complaining my heart out about them will only serve to draw further attention to them. However I must tell you how much I hate them! They’re not exactly straight and thick and nor are they nicely curved and slim. They’re just unruly and unflattering. I am completely envious of all those girls out there who have perfectly groomed eyebrows. I hate you all passionately.

Another whinge is this skirt I have, the material looks and feels rather nice but whenever I wear it it just starts to crinkle upwards, which makes walking uncomfortable. Of course one can’t expect too much from a cheap Supre skirt, can one.

I’m finding most of the old faces of the café crew rather disenchanting. I do not mean those with whom I’ve been friends (and I mean real friends) with ever since uni started. But those pretentious people who always seem to pop out of every corner and bombard you with fake smiles and unpleasant lunch proposals. I much rather Reid café. I love the people there, seeing and meeting new faces (as I’ve repeatedly said) is like stepping out of a stuffy and suffocating room into open plains. And I love it how most of us are all connected in some way! Nowadays it seems that Jo has overtaken Thads role as primary-networker and connections-man/woman. I love talking to her and her friends. They’re all so quirky! Not as dry and stiff and blasé as some people I’m acquainted with. Now that I’ve got Jo who loves lotr as much as I do if not more…but come on! Ehehe and some more Sailormoon fans out there my list will be complete when I’ve managed to uncloset a few Harry Potter fans! Not just you’re average Potter fans…I’m talking insanely obsessed, nothing less will do.

Music of the Moment: Nothing really. No good tunes out right now. I silently thank the Almighty that I’ve never been pulled down to the slums of loving k-pop.

Book: The Runaway Jury – John Grisham. I use to vehemently insist to myself that I would never touch another Grisham book after reading ‘The Client’, ‘The Pelican Brief’ and ‘The Firm’….oh and ‘The Rainmaker’ because I know there is such thing as overkill with some books, and I always try to preserve my respect for authors of my favourite books by not allowing myself to have an overdose. However this current book I’ve buried my nose into is rather good and has restored my faith that a select breed of writers out there do their profession a lot of credit. Amen.

Random Wibbles: I’m afraid I’m much less of a wisecrack these days. I guess life is becoming more routine and droll droll droll. Shame really. What I want to do is marry an archaeologist (like Agatha Christie) and go off into the world searching for adventure. I’m sure every silly schoolgirl has had that dream before. I only just got the urge. I just keep thinking of Indiana Jones. Specs by day – Tombs by night. Of course I rather think I don’t much fancy the idea of digging holes for toilets, have grot and mud in my hair, accumulating a glorious multitude of brutal looking scars in every section of my body and having to invest millions of dollars in sunscreen and lip balm. Oh and dodge twittering flesh eating scarab beetles (or was that a false fact). But…yes otherwise I’d love to live an Indiana Jones lifestyle. So long as I didn’t get killed in my prime!

Okay…brain gone blank…very blank. Must go get more coffee…you know I am sure my body is coffee intolerant. But I just insist on drinking it because apparently it speeds up your metabolism and it keeps you awake too! Though I’ve read it’s pretty bad for your skin!

In Closing: Hurrah Draco Veritas 9 is out soon! Cassie has finished and it’s now being beta’d. Smashing! This is your hairless leader tell you to send me to Egypt so I can frolic with the camels.

2002-08-03T23:59:00.000-07:00

After meandering through my usual blogs etc...i read Jo's........*snifflies* a very very tragic event has occured and we must all send our loff to her and stuff...NOW. *woobie hobbit hugs*.

:::::GLOMPS:::::::

Which Padmé Gown Are You? Quiz made by Lauren()

2002-08-03T23:38:00.000-07:00

The Red Baron ate Pigs Trotters with Jello...and it was Yellow...Schmello...

Random Thoughts: Just got back from church! I can’t believe some people get so emotional over Him. I mean…I’ve felt overwhelmed from time to time, but I’ve never felt the sudden urge to stand in front of the whole congregation and share my recent Godly experiences with everyone. About three people cried while telling us their little tales. Isaac, Amy and Ivan’s Dad. I hate it when I see people cry and hear their voice tremble with the pressure of suppressing tears and forcing themselves to continue with their story. Thankfully the water in my eyes evaporated pretty quickly because they had the heaters turned on really high!

I’m really glad my brother has a friend like Isaac. He is the most honest and big-hearted person in his age bracket that I’ve met and hopefully will influence my bro in a positive way. Having witnessed him cry was a little disconcerting but really showed me that his character absolutely contains no evil vices. Of course that opinion stands true for now.

And I am thoroughly convinced that Ivan has a crush of some degree on my sister. Which is very sweet and utterly shocking. I think he is 17 years old…. while my sister is only 13. On occasions I feel sorry for the poor guy (who reminds me a lot of Tomich…probably because they’re both half English)…what was I saying? Oh yeah I feel sorry for Ivan…because my sister snobs him so badly. I think she treats guys worse than me…possibly because she gets her whole attitude system to guys from me and takes it to a cruel degree. Personally I think her and Eugene rather get along but he’s a head shorter than her (!!) LoL…why am I even matching making my sister? She’s got years ahead of her still! I gather since my love life is dormant I’d play around with hers for now and amuse myself.

Which Archangel are
you? by Xera

Oh! Clauds! I was reading, “Elephants can remember” which is why it isn’t in your box!! (I think) so sorry!!!! I’ll give it back to on Tuesday! Oh and I got something else for you too.

My hair is growing so long now! Ok…it’s only like armpit length (ugh!) but it feels like it’s taken forever to get it long enough to tie it up into a decent pony tail again! After my fringe grows out (should be summer by then) I’m going to sway to another style. Something different. Perming it will be further down the track for next winter I think since permed hair in summer is a double no-no.

We’ve ripped off the old carpet in the patio…it’s all cold and bleak looking concrete now. I really want timber flooring but mum said it’s a waste to put wood in the patio (which basically acts as our play/store room) and I agree. So maybe fake tiles or carpet. I want to buy a Billiards table, but too expensive. So looks like we’re keeping the crappy ping-pong table. Ack!

Daily Whinge: I have been puzzling over this for ages. It’s always been at the back of my mind but I’ve never remembered to ask anyone…and the people I do put this question on cannot tell me the answer! Basically all I want to know is why are the Protestants and Catholics at each other’s throats all the time for all these years? And what is the difference between those two religions? It really is dumb to be spilling so much blood in the name of their religion and their God. It really puts a dampener on someone who is trying to build up faith. Anyway anyone who is capable of enlightening me email me (bottegavaneta@yahoo.com.au)

Weather Update: I get scared when it gets as windy as it did last night. I feel for Jing who lives in ocean reef and is 5mins walk from the beach. I feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz and getting my roof blown off during nights like that. Which reminds me Endriko told me my boots look like those worn by the Wicked Witch of the West. Asshat.

Take The Princess Quiz by Azure Eyes

You are The Imperial Princess

Your regal attitude and impecable impression shows your true breeding.
Raised to one day rule as Queen, your very demeanor displays your rise to power.
Whether your prince is yours by love or arrangement, he will quickly learn that you preside over the kingdom.
Your ladies-in-waiting feel privileged to be below you and your servants revel under your command.
Every knight in your army has sworn his life to you.
Your popularity before assuming the throne assures that you will be a respected Queen.
Your crown is fashioned after Queen Elizabeth’s.
Your throne is hand-crafted of gold and red velvet.

Music of the Moment: This hymn we sang at church today. The person leading the congregation had the worst chinese/English accent that the more uncoordinated ones we’re singing out of tune the whole way through. I’ve forgotten the title of the hymn. But I also like “Power of Your Love.” One of my favourites =] I think that’s what it’s called. And I like “Shout to the Lord” and “Lift your Name on High.” They’re oh-so-corny titles but the tune is very nice.

My next project will be to edit and colour in my pic. Then I’m going to make little miniature pictures for little miniature frames. I doubt I’ll give llc a drawing for her birthday because she doesn’t appreciate my ‘art’. I don’t think she has much appreciation for art actually. But that’s okay because she has to devote her time to appreciating other things of more significance in her life. =]

I’ve been rummaging and making mental notes of what I’ve got too much of and too little of in my wardrobe and I’ve decided that I’m in desperate need of these items:
1. Black woolen cardy
2. More various assortments of woolen and cotton jumpers (especially V-neck and collared).
3. Two more knee length pleated wool blend skirts (one in salmon and one in cream/brown)
4. Pointy slides (denim)
5. One drop dead gorgeous cocktail dress
6. Cigarette leg pants in a colour other than black or white.

So far that’s it. I want a camel sleeveless top in wool too and I want two more vests. I love vests. One can never have too many vests. Basically I have too many cargo pants and t-shirts and silly tops that go out of fashion the minute you buy them. And I’m never wearing square necked tops ever because it is just not flattering at all.

I am a STORY TELLER

I am a natural story teller, and tales unfold in my mind almost without thought. I can entertain myself by reading a book that exists only in my head, which might make me seem distant from people at times.

2002-07-30T02:32:00.000-07:00

Missing in Action...

I haven't blogged in ages...which is all very disconcerting and such but since uni has started I've had my head down and ass relatively up so far...

Uncle Wim (and not to be respectful) is such a freaking ASSHAT.
He can be an occasional woobie...but most other times....actually ok...why butter it up and add cherries...he's a real t00b...in fact he's so much of a t00b he doesn't know what a t00b is. Uncle Wim (if you're reading this...and I doubt it because you said my blog was the lousiest bit of crap on the internet and until i jazz it up you won't ever come near it again)...now where was I?

I don't rmb! But Jo! are you coming to play soccer with Holly and me this saturday?? I hope so! maybe we can go to ur house afterwards if you're not doing anything and then we can fix up my blog (as Uncle fart-faced Wim suggested)....drop me a line on icq sweetheart.

Daily Whinge: I love second hand book sales at uwa! the undercroft was just FILLED to the max with lots of smelly and not so smelly 2nd hand (or 3rd, 4th and 5th) hand books! I really believe for a second that I had died and gone to heaven! Not only was there a large selection of books but they were also going for half price...luigi couldn't have done better. I think tomorrow they're gonig to be sellling for $5 a box! ha! I am so glad Lulu is giving me a lift home! I plan to lug home as much crap as I can! Today I only got one box and it wasn't really that full either (that's actually my 'whinge')...I think I collected a good number of Narnia books and I got two books of Sherlock Holmes and also I scored a fair few of Hercules Poirot books too! I gave a Miss Marple one to Lulu...because I can't stand her...not that i've tried...but I get the feeling her and I wouldn't suit each other.

I ate an oreo today...it was yummy...man that was so kindy.

Currently at the Reid library...expecting Fuzzy to come get me in about 30mins...since I could never make it home upright with my box of books....which reminds me...lulu got two of the bestest bookmarks! so unfair! it was sooo pretty! and they were only 5cents too! She is just gifted in snapping up the best stuff...she has a keener eye for good books than I do...I'm more a 'hit and miss' sorta person.

I saw Fuzzy there, saw Jacob there! (though I doubt he actually bought anything), saw shigton and piks (either they didn't recognised me-which has been happening a lot lately or we just ignored each other), steph also came along and she's just as much of a bookworm as I am and probably more so since she has the time, hmmm let me see who else was there...not many others actually I'm surprised not more people I knew came...they don't know what they're missing out on!

I was also forced to hide "David Copperfield" in the 'SEX' Section because I can't afford to spend more than what I did on 2nd hand books so I'm hoping it will still be there tomorrow and then I can nab it for $5 a box! *wheeeeeeeeee* Go me!

Found some Grisham, Shakespeare and heaps of others...but alas no Arabian Nights....and lulu scored 'hating alison ashley' as well! If i didn't like her like I do I'd want to use her as a bookmark!! :::::::Glomps Lulu::::::::

I don't know what mum's going to say about me spending $23 on 2nd hand books...even I felt guilty because I betrayed my shopping lust to books! Oh well...there isn't much I want to buy in terms of clothes...i just want more pointy shoes and a leather bowler bag...or that really nice denim mimco one!

Oh and this dates back a week ago...but I framed the Nefertiti and it's now currently gracing the walls of its new owner. God bless them both!
Botticelli is one her way to a new home too....hey person who has herrrr *you know who you are!* give her back to me by Wed...yes...that's tomorrow! Talk tonight on icq!

Which reminds me....t00bish CFP lectures and notes to do tonight! Ugh!@

Which Padmé Gown Are You? Quiz made by Lauren()

I actually like the pink one she wore at the end of phantom menace...although I'm not all that keen on the series it's worth seeing. hahaha I actually remember asking Jo to tell me the whole story outline and the poor dear thing typed me an essay on icq...and it was well digested by me too!

ooooooooh!
Song of the Moment: Avril Lavinge - "Complicated"

Which Avril Lavigne Song Are You?

Cool!! What a coincidence indeed!!!!

Weather Update: It's winter...you know how it goes!

Yay I have tuesdays and Fridays off! How Excellent! Tuesday is my LuLu bear day...so that's basically filled and this Friday is a 'Catch up on old times' with DJ.

Draco Update: Smuck of a Cassie, hasn't finished (possibly started I should say) DV9 yet...so I think that it'll be out probably AFTER my finals this semester! Which is a damn good thing! (btw no harry potter books at the booksale! maybe give it 10 years!)

Okies...Fuzzy Wuzzie is taking me home nows...he is so nice...I have such a great Big Bro...I think I'll cook him something...(I wonder if he'd eat it?)

So dark so cold....so windy...this is your miserably freezing skinny assed leader off to brave the cruel tortures of mother nature...adios!

2002-07-23T05:43:00.000-07:00

Marks & Spencer are on the Case...

Daily Whinge: Why don't I have enough money. Maybe this doesn't necessarily come under 'whinge' since I'm going to attempt to outline various reasons as to why I currently seem to be going through a limited amount of cash as opposed to my 'feel rich spend more' days of yore. After window-shopping with LuLu today and looking at all the yummy things in the shops along Kings St. I am feeling extremely dejected and t00bish. I'm finding that no matter how many bargains I seem to stumble across I still don't have enough cash in hand to purchase those goods.

Asuka Logic:
1. Not Enough ATM Withdrawals - which would explain why I don't have enough cash-in-hand. I rarely make more than two withdrawals a month. Probably because I'm too lazy and I'm a miser. I like to hoard things. Anything. Everything. I still have all of my work and projects stashed around my house from year five.
2. Too much eating out - which amounts to zero money and extra kilos. One meal will cost me more than $15. I can buy a top for that. If I'm lucky I can get two tops. I'd rather not eat and spend it on clothes.
3. Inflation - speaks for itself.
4. The things I'm into are changing...and financially for the worse. I don't shop at Roads anymore...I never really have...but not only that I tend to steer clear of Myer and those Ever Forever boutiques as well. No longer am I a fan of Skiva and it's been a whole year and a half that I've graced Westco with my presence. I totally love those two little boutiques along King Street (not Kookai) which stock rather dashing flimsy skirts from Sass&Bide and have adorable MimCo bags (I saw this really really nice denim one for $99) And the label 'Prettyfit' has the most astonishingly chic range of shoes I've ever seen in Perth...I must get at least a pair for summer stomps.
5. Maybe I'm getting cheapo - as in like...if I see a skirt for more than $60 I start to have belly flops and my hands get all clammy. (By the way Claz - your $350 S&B skirt is now 40% off dahling). But I'm just becoming more cheapo on certain items of clothing and brands. Of course I'm not going to hesitate to spend some dosh on a $140 LV skirt. But a $60 skirt from sportsgirl (also depending on the cut and fit) will send me reeling.

So far this Winter I've only bought, boots (too much), cap (nice buy), mid-length double breasted trench coat (too big but so-so) and a variety of skirts. Most of them too expensive. And funnily enough, clothes is not where my money has channelled into. It's food and other odds and ends. Which is silly really because all the odds and ends I have end up in the bin and the food I consume outside of home is just way too fatty for words.

So...one more skirt (cos mum said I could okay!) and some nice pumps and that'll do me fine for winter. And as for the ball...I really can't afford a ticket right now and not in the foreseeable future either. Which means I'll have to give that a miss...*wibble* I hate feeling poor! Plus art supplies aren't cheap either. The whole 'poor starving artist' image is starting to become clearer to me now more than ever.

Random Notes: I hear the guild cafe has had a revamp (not a moment too soon). I wonder...No!...must resist! Will go check it out maybe next week! This week my aim is to try not to stray towards cafe =] I'm treating myself to a skirt if I can.

Draco Update: Am seeing no signs of DV9. If it doesn't come out soon I'm going to tire of waiting and stay off the net! Though I must set a day to go to Jo's place and let her show me how she does the whole layout thing for journals.:::glomp:::: Saw some Harry Potter china today at DJ. Sho lovely! No Draco *pout*.

Lifehouse is coming to Perth. Would be kinda groovy to see them play. Pity it cost money!! And yay tomorrow is cold...so maybe it's trenchable weather. I use to think the guy from Lifehouse was a tiny bit of a woobie but The Calling one is mucho better. More Draco-like. Attempt to anime/draco more of a hit and miss or lucky hit thing. Maybe one day I'll get it right. Right now still got to do two more parts of the Boticelli and it's finished. *phew* and I'm really proud of that pic too...it's been a while I've done anything that detailed and I must say though there are a lot of proportion and lighting faults -- if you turn a blind eye to all that it's rather super.

Weather Update: To the Person Who Makes the Winter: Bring it on...I now have a trench coat. Please and Thank-you.

Music of the Moment: I'm back into American alternative/rock/semi-pop. currently fascinated with Michelle Branch. In particular her new song-which I can't for the love of me figure out the title (anyone? Bueller?) Goes along the lines of:

"If you want to
I can save you
I can take you
Away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted was somebody who cares".

I want it on mp3. I also want Vanessa Carlton on mp3. I will take you to lunch and watch you eat if you can give it to me on mp3. Because I'm lazy and stupid and use tartarus.

Here’s a little quiz I took!
~**`*~^-_*^~ [don’t ask]

What is YOUR Celebrity Type?

A Quiz made by Mitsuki Stephanie

And here’s another!

What Was Your PastLife?

2002-07-21T10:01:00.000-07:00

Jewish Kebabs and fresh Sage...

Random Whinges: It's been a whole week I think since I've posted in here. I have been on my toes for the past week and I seriously don't know where my time and life is taking me.

I can't believe I know so many people who go to my church...why didn't I notice them before?

I think (and it's not just me okay) nervin....Irvin....whatever his name is has a semi-crush on my sister...he seems to follow her around at church like a little lost puppy. He's half ozzie and half chinese...his mother gives me coffee so points to him.

Just finished my second semester timetable. I think it is going to be very easy to stay away from the cafe this semester. And Fuzzy is right. It stinks in there. Take last weeks garbage, add laundry from ten decades ago and you've got yourself something that smells more appealing to the sense than the cafe.

We had a big family steamboat last night. It was very yummy. I only ate seafood -- I wonder how long it takes to digest seafood? Anyone...bueller?

I'm going to buy myself a whiteboard and one of those pin up things which you tack stuff on. Maybe that'll help my organisational habits or lack thereof.

I've almost completed Botticelli. I like the colouring I've done but she is so ugly I think I'm going to have a stroke. The thing is it is exactly the same woman on my friendship book from year 12...so if Botticelli likes fat ugly woman it ain't my problem. I'm giving that away too. I don't think it's frame-worthy (neither is Nefertti for that matter) but I will frame the latter anyway. I'm going to make copies first however...scan them onto the computer. And with my other hp pic - I still need to do Hermione.

Havn't touched fanfic for a whole week. I think I'm going to have to give up that addiction just for now.

Random thoughts are hard to follow, I think of so much nonsense so rapidly. Celebrity Big Brother is the biggest load of codswallop I have ever seen on t.v after The Bill.

Watched that stupid claire danes Breakdown Palace. Stupid. Stupid STupiD.

In Closing: Bought St. James coat....size 12....no more 10 or 8...am depressed...material and cut swamps me....maybe I can exchange it at city DJ. I'll try. If not aiy...I can live with it I guess. It makes me look thin.
Also feel like wearing my blue skirt to church this sunday. This will mean I'll have to get the wax out. *ouch*

2002-07-17T00:59:00.000-07:00

Oi...I didn't log in properly and they've let me in to edit and post my blog? Freaks
Bahhhhhh! God i wish i could step out of my front door and fire a street full of shops and people and just mad mad traffic.
its sooooo dead quiet over here the 'noiselessness' is driving me insane

Ok the holidays are almost over and I'm going to make the most of my remaining.
So...today is Wednesday
Wednesday: Finish Nefertiti...it's been ages since I've used watercolours. Me and watercolours need to be reacquainted. I couldn't decide between Faber-Castell or Derwent. So I used both and left some of the pencil lines visible I like that effect. Worse thing is that the paper I used is soooo fiberous! not good. And I can still see all those earased pencil marks and a lot of other novice errors. To whom I'm giving this too - I apologise for the disgustingness of the colouring. I know you'll forgive me. I'm getting lazy with it too. I'm always like this. I get inspired. I draw. Sometimes I even get to the point of finishing the sketch and start to colour. Then I get bored, have another mind boggling inspiration and start another one leaving the previous one incomplete. Which is the fate of my Bottachelli drawing. And I started a Gryfindor girls common room drawing too. More cartoonish, disney style and I really like what I've done, I'm yet to draw Hermione. Because I want to make her pretty but all hermione prototypes have turned out unsatisfactory. And I'm going to hate to admit it but Ginny really does look the most wicked. Lavender looks t00bish. I'm going to buy some tracing paper and then photoshop it and colour in the original with pencil. I checked out pastels. CON ARTISTS has a new meaning when they're selling chopstick thin set pastels (12/pack) for a neat sum of $73. I was hyperventilating in a&m bookshop.

Thursday: Might finally go to ramits place to do the webpage and photoshop some pictures. Then going late night shopping with mum so I can buy myself a black St. James coat.

Friday: Finish Gryffindor picture. Clean up room for uni and do uni timetable.

Saturday: Go ice skating.

Sunday: Church and then go out or something...

You know, I was reading nishi's journal and this is so true: When we write things down, plan and organise ourselves or make a shortlist to outline various things we want to achieve within a certain time period - it leads us into a false sense of acomplishment...even though all we've done is just outline our goals. Maybe not everyone shares my views but this actually happens to me a lot of the time. I plan, I collect and organise then as time goes on I lose fuel and motivation and I never reach my destination. Well.. I've decide that's about to change. Yup. .........*glomp*

I want the music to A Thousand Miles so I can try and play it. "try". but here are the lyrics! I thought I'd share!!!

VANESSA CARLTON LYRICS

"A Thousand Miles"

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd

And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me

'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories

'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making my way
Through the crowd

And I still need you
And I still miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Tonight

[ www.azlyrics.com ]

2002-07-14T23:26:00.000-07:00

What's on your bedside table?
I have two so left one first: Pretty and drab looking lamp. two tiny 101 dalmations figurines. Photo of myself (I know - shocking) Tiny photos of various other people. Old stinking corsage given to me by msu date and I can't bear to throw it out cos it's so pretty in a dead way. Small and annoying alarm clock.
Right: Vogue mag (last last last months), used tissue, wallet, another pretty and drab lamp. Statue thingo of something. Packet of matches (dickheads).

What's the geekiest part of your music collection?
Geekiest meaning music which I appreciate but none of my other friends can stand. I like Oasis (and everyone else around me call them gay), I like 60's music, I like Frank Sinatra, I dig Beach Boys. I like Monkees too, Spice Girls and Hanson phase I also plead guilty too -- but it's not criminal. Enya is good. (can I also add: I want to sock Charlotte Church).

What do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?
Usually I dwadle to the fridge after hours of cramming for exams (uh...the E-word) I like melted cheese on toast that usually hits the spot (good expensive cheese mind you), if we don't have cheese I like to drink hot soup.

What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
Darn...there is one...but I've clearly forgotten the title. I remember how white fang made me cry a little, La bamba, bleh I just don't remember!

If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
Well does laser and liposuction count? If not I'd also like to be taller..say...6 cms taller...maybe body contouring but I think I could get results just as well through exercise.

Do you have a completely irrational fear?
Does the dark count?

What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moments?
I smile a lot in a really nutty and insane way.

Do you ever have to beg?
No - I like to feign indifference and hope they'll tell me.

Do you have too many love interests?
I'd hardly call zero 'too many'. Although I do adore Hobbits and fanon Malfoy.

Do you know anyone famous?
No, but did I ever mention before Thads high school friend Simon (don't know his last name) is apparently Heath Ledgers cousin...also did you know I asked Blue Sky if he had ever heard of Heath Ledger...but alas...no he's not THAT famous!

Describe your bed:
Queen size double mattress ensemble thingo, Deep rich red blanket (warmer than goose down baby), white frilly sheets with pink roses with matching frilly pink pillows. I know it sounds really gay (the sheets are trust me, they're so white I don't sleep in them unless I've showered that night) but the blanket (you know oni-whatever type you get overseas usually) it makes up for the girly-girl take. What would make my day is a four poster, solid oak.

Spontaneous or plan?
Plan for work/school. Social life spontaneous.

Who should play you in a movie about your life?
Me, because I want to be famous, I want to walk the red carpet, I want a L'oreal contract.

Do you know how to play poker?
I think so...

What do you carry with you at all times?
Myself...other things such as the all important wallet...not all the time because I'm an irresponsible person who doesn't like to be tied down with material and meaningless things...or maybe just irresponsible.

How do you drive?
Bad, Really bad. You can not imagine how bad until you take bad and raise that to the power of infinity and then you'll know a fraction of how bad I am.

What do you miss most about being little?
My quick metabolism

Are you happy with your given name?
Hmm...it's nothing great but I wouldn't change it. I don't need to say my name, other people use it so it doesn't really bother me -if tha tmakes sense =]

How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for a year?
If I had to give up the internet I'd have to be compensated and have all my education, travelling, eating and shopping expenses taken fully paid off for 2 years.

What color is your bedroom?
Ugh...I'm so ashamed...it's pale pink....I'm going to change to some other colour during summer.

What was the last song you were listening to?
Michelle Branches new song.

Have you ever been in a school play?
yes - sound of music, scored an obscure part but worst of all they made me shoot. Quality of the production hit rock bottom.

Have you ever been in love?
No, but I like the whole logic and theory behind it.

Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
I love myself and I believe in myself...that's why I sometimes need a kick up the ass.

Have you ever done any illegal drugs?
No, too poor and don't have contacts.

Do you think you're cute?
As cute as Shrek's left nostril.

Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Depends on my mood, depends on the person, depends on many things. usually I'm civil.

2002-07-14T20:20:00.000-07:00

Ok Lets get to the point. I've come to a realisaton in life. I'm so not going to get a decent job (ie: one that I don't have to sweat over and get paid gazillions) if my grades are going to suck as much as they did this semester. Which brings me onto my *ta da*

Second Semester Acedemic Plan...
1. No more icq - unless I need someone's help...but first alternative is to call them. Same goes for IRC.
2. No more Blogging at night because I ramble so. Blogging is done for no more than half an hour twice a week (max)
3. This one is one I'll have to stab my fingers to adhere to. No more reading fanfiction because it consumes my whole day and night.
4. Post-pone David Eddings until...until summer vacations??!
5. Stop daydreaming!
6. I've swear (I really do) not to leave anything till the last minute again!
7. Get organised (I thought I was - but apparently not), this means getting mum to buy me a bigger working desk, develop and keep a new filing system, keep pencil case organised, buy a white board to pin stuff on to remind me to do things. Keep a working diary for uni-related stuff only.
8. No cafe at all. This has two benefits, one: I don't need to eat all that shitty food and gain no unnecessary calories and I waste as little time as possible, no wondering aimlessly around campus, no going out allllll night on weekends (I wonder if I'll really be able to keep that one).
9. Find a spot somewhere on campus where I'm going to be able to work. You know I really have no idea where that would be. I'm the type of person who can find something to do other than what I'm suppose to be doing in the dingiest, darkest most isolated corner and have fun amusing myself. So maybe I should round up a few study mates...ones that don't talk much or distract you...where have all the nerds gone when you need them?
10. Get back into normal high school 'homework' routine...that is..doing set and optional questions. Read text before lectures....just browse at least for Pete's sake! .....ahem.....attend ALL tutorials and labs! Make notes on points which I'm finding hard to understand and review.

This all sounds like a lovely foolproof plan which i've crafted but......planning is great.....accomplishing is another small detail which i'm really afraid of. I'll tell you if this works at the end of the year -- if it does i might market it along with my 'tap into your inner child' tapes.

2002-07-13T00:12:00.000-07:00

2002-07-12T23:10:00.000-07:00

i got glow in the dark first....but so tacky!

so i picked this one instead!

I'm karma beads!

"Don't squash that ant! You may come back as one!"

Which bracelet are you?

Made by notsobeautiful

Which Rainbow Brite kid are you? By Growing.

'on the first day of christmas my true love sent to me a partrich in a pear tree
on the second day of christmas my true love sent to me a two turtle doves and a partrich in a pear tree
on the third day of christmas my true love sent to me three french hens, two turtle doves and a partrich in a pear tree...'
and can someone please tell me what else my true love sent me??

2002-07-12T23:04:00.000-07:00

I am the undyingly dead ByrdTri!

Find your whimsy character at kelly.moranweb.com.

undead dead? damn

Which Harry Potter Marauder Are You?

I am glitter!

Find your whimsy character at kelly.moranweb.com.

[*~*what the! i DONT?~*~] ...but i picked 'make toast' as the only thing i could do! ah!

Take the "How immature are you?" Test

created by sami

2002-07-12T23:01:00.000-07:00

I am the imfamous elves (of the shoemaker)!

Find your fairy tale character at kelly.moranweb.com.

tell me what you guys got...i want to know the alternatives...i only got elf cos of the stuupid shoe fetish
I'm getting there. I don't suck, but I've got a ways to go.

prayer is tricky.
you cant say, "God, give me money."
it'd be better if u said, "God, dont make me poor."
dont say, "im so angry. get back at him, Lord."
instead i said, "Stop the hurt. Make my anger go away."

2002-07-12T22:57:00.000-07:00

Quizes galoreeeeee!

I'm exceptionally artistic!

Find your soul type at kelly.moranweb.com.

2002-07-12T22:33:00.000-07:00

All I wanted was a matching pair of socks...

What Egyptian Deity are you? go to:the quiz!

You, Osiris, are one weird chap. You're a green skinned mummy whose true interest is vegetables, ever since you were chopped up and reconstituted (all except for your penis, which remains lost--your new one is made of wood, considerably dampening your libido). Now you rule the underworld justly but largely dispassionately.

***A green skinned chap? Stupid Quiz! Just cos I picked a Veggie Wrap rather than the other soundly unedible choices****

Tactfully stolen from someone else's LJ I'm going to hop back onto the bandwagon...because it's the place to be...

Which character would you like to?
- spend the rest of your life with in perfect bliss: I'm torn between Harry and Draco. Ok...I'll say Harry.
- have an emotionally void but wicked hot one-night stand with: Duh - Draco...who did you think I'd say? Hagrid?!
- watch having an emotionally void but wicked hot one-night stand: Harry and Draco...but if I was feeling particularly mean I'd say Draco and Crabbe.
- have as your best friend: Harry
- set up with your best friend: Neville Longbottom...because I'm mean!, but also because it would be disasterously funny. However if I were feeling charitable she can have Ron.
- get wasted with: From what I've read and believe Draco and Harry are no fun to get pissed with. So I'm going to have to pick Spike from Buffy.
- employ as a live-in masseuse: Someone with nice firm hands.
- use as a human pillow: Alex Band ~Squeeee*~
- bring home to meet the 'rents: Clark Kent or Harry Potter
- tie up in your basement and kick when you're feeling frustrated: Neville Longbottom - he's a good gryfindor but he's got shit fer brains. And Ron, sometimes. And Percy, most of the time. But Draco, definitely.
- tie up in your bed and lick when you're feeling frustrated: Lick? Call me prudish but that's just yelch!

which Cruel Intentions character are you?created by switchico

Kathryn Merteuil - You are a bitch. You are hot and sexy and you use that to your advantage. You act like you're mary sunshine but actually you hate being the marcia fucking brady of the upper eastside and sometimes you wanna kill yourself. You manipulate men as if they were your toys. Be ready to lose at your own game.

And she Scores.

* * * * * * *

Why is it that come mid year vacations and everyone hops offline and you never see anyone ever again until uni begins? *scratches head*

I went to T.R.A.C production last night (as the Mr Garg Spotlight man's assistant-in-waiting)...when you get to be a guest of a 'behind-the scenes' production you really appreciate the times when you're just part of the audience and not notice hiccups. What do we call something that's of an advanced level of a hiccup? Whatever it is...that's what it was last night through the whole production. Which naturally means I had heaps of fun, I love sari dressy things and the jewels and headgear the girls wore. Sho pretty! It makes me want to mowsey on down towards Lincraft and buy myself a 6m bit of pretty fabric to wrap around me.

Some acts would've sent all insomniacs to sleep within three seconds but there were ones which did keep the audience alive. I liked the Chinese dancers *smirk* Mr Garg's lady friend who was the MC was very pretty too. Like all Indians she has those large sisspool eyes and gorgeous lashes, but I was more struck by her facial bone-composition more than anything. I don't particularly like too much roundness in a face (even though it adds cuteness), I prefer sharp, angular bone structure (hugely bias here!)

Also saw Logan and Ed (after the show finished) at Utopia where the kok competition was in full swing. Scored some :::glompish glomps::: off them both, which made me realise I miss hugs! But I think I'll contribute that largely to the fact that I enjoyed their body heat more than anything. [aside: Logan has nice shoulders].

i think having boyfriends could become a cyclical seasonal thing for me. Guys make great coats for winter. But ex-bf #1 woudn't have been any use during the colder months. I think he used me for body heat more than I used him. His idea of keeping warm was to jump up and down and fidget.

Daily Whinge: (not really a whinge) Was reading CassandraClaires LJ. Ex-bf #2 asked her to marry him? How do you like that! That kind of got me wondering about how it would feel like for me for someone to ask me to marry them (unlikely situation aside). I guess I'd say "yes!" being caught up in the fever and hype..and so regret it afterwards! I kind of enjoy being single. There are times when I look around at all the happy, long-term couples and think "hmmm...when's it going to be my turn". But reflecting back I don't think I'm mature enough to handle a steady, long-term relationship with any guy I currently know, one person I might have seen to come closest to thinking about it from time to time, but the others...we're just not on the same plane. But time flies, situations evolve and once again I'm back to square one. Well better single than in an unsure, unstable, silly r/s! So I guess this whinge is basically about me whinging about myself and my lack of maturity and commitment phobia.

Daily Fetish: Ties and the whole English Eton school boy look...with Hugh Grants boyishly floppy hair and dimples. CC bought this discussion up first but it's actually been a long time fetish for me. Oh and the non-carrotupass british accent to top it all off.

Weather Update: Minus 5 Degrees and falling.

Current Music: Vanessa Carlton - A Thousand Miles (i think it's called! I love the piano)

Zion's b'day party this sunday...I wish i logged history because of his silly boyish online invitation so I can show you all. Zion's maturity level is negative 657 and falling. =]

In Closing: Have a lovely day and buy me some custard egg tarts.

2002-07-11T14:37:00.000-07:00

As I had faithfully promised earlier here is a not-quite-revised list of my all time favourite books I’ve read in my lifetime. In no particular order…I’ll jot them down randomly as they appear in my head. Sit back and we’ll begin…

1. Arabian Nights -by Someone (sorry!): Not the silly abridge and much altered version, but the traditional ancient tale that not only includes Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves but actually begins at the proper beginning. A tale of an Arabian Prince, who after finding his wife cheating on him with one of his advisors, beheads her and her lover and consequently becomes a very bitter man who comes to believes all women are as trampy as his ex, so to seek consolation and perhaps revenge he decides to take a new wife for himself everyday and at the end of the day he kills her and takes a new one the next day (and so the cycle continues). This persists until he takes this really smart chick, who on the night hours before her death she begins to tell him a story…and so the tales of the Arabian Nights begin…I won’t continue to spoil it, but I love the idea of stories within a story, even though this isn’t your contemporary old English fairy tale, it has the important elements which make English fairy tales so enticing and more.

2. Lord of the Rings –JRR Tolkien: Need I say anything else? The title and mere mentioning of the father of all fantasy novels alone clearly conveys to us the sheer brilliance of this trilogy. The descriptive beauty and intricate bonds created between the characters are truly delightful, internal struggles and the will power of it all, craftily weaved into a delicious epic adventure…and I feel like I’m going to turn into a blithering food critic any minute at this rate…basically if you love fantasy or not and you’ve not picked up this book you don’t deserve to call yourself literate! No excuses!

3. Harry Potter Book 1,2,3,4 and eagerly awaiting 5 –JK Rowlings: Ah! Harry Potter! I’ve gushed about this book more than anything of late. So much so that I’ve honestly run out of things to say about it. Many people who can’t find the connection with these books deem it unworthy of reading and are quick to pounce and devour any criticism delivered at Rowlings. I think, along the lines of the countless millions of Potter fans around the world, that JK Rowlings is our next Roahl Dahl (Fantastic Mr. Fox was rather wicked was it not!). HP&PS was the book that catapulted the series into fame and no wonder. There couldn’t have been any other way in which the author could have written the beginning first book of a series of 7 that could have made it more bewitching! The light humour encompassing a dark and tragic tale appealed to children and adults alike. HP&CS was a more light and witty encounter, where we saw our favourite slytherin being turned into a bouncing ferret. And although her wit flowed long in Hp&PoA, Rowlings ability to provide shocking revelations never ceased and I personally loved GoF to pieces not only for the way the story was so richly continued but because it actually took me more than 2 hours to read. Admittedly, I was surprised that the Potter books had taken such a dark turn; killing Cedric was rather brave, particularly if the target audience was still 7yrolds. Personally Diggory’s father really trod on my toes with his immodest, superior arrogance and I don’t feel sorry for him one bit. I’m looking forward to the release of book 5 more than I am of Christmas Summer holidays and presents.

4. Anything by Jane Austen: Although to be honest, I never really sat in my armchair in raptures over Northanger Abbey or Persuasions. I will always love forever the intelligent Elizabeth Bennet and mischievous Emma Woodhouse. As Austen said so herself, never have we met such a character as delightful in print as Eliza Bennett and captivating as Miss Woodhouse. S&S comes a close second to the former two, followed by Mansfield Park. I find that even though reading P&P was not by choice, it did not lessen the enjoyment for me as I had expected, usually I enjoyed novels less than I ought to have if I had been forced to read it.

5. Anything by William Shakespeare: Notably my favourites are Much Ado About Nothing, if not merely for the rhetoric than the playfulness of the characters Benedick and Beatrice, their parlays are so quick and sharp, I love them as much as I do Draco and Ginny (more so because I’m not yet fully converted to the D/G ship). Another play of almost the same spirit, Midsummer Nights Dream. On a darker note King Lear made me cry and was the most emotion evoking play I’ve ever read, MacBeth for the sheer superiority of the language and dialogue, his soliloquy nearing his end was perfection, Othello because I thought Iago was the most evil, wicked rogue I’ve ever come across and I admiringly loathe him and many more…I’m thoroughly fond of all except Romeo & Juliet, because DeCaprio & Danes destroyed it. Maybe one day I’ll try to recapture the romance.

6. The Iliad and The Odyssey –Homer: The Iliad --The greatest story of love and war in Greek legend. I admit I haven't read all of it instead I’ve devoured the easier to read versions! (cheat!). Either way, don’t miss out on the experience of this classic. Basic rundown: Paris son of Priam King of Troy is offered gifts from Hera, Athena and Aphrodite in exchange for the golden apple; rule over Asia, renown in war and the most beautiful woman in the world the gifts of each goddess respectively. Typical male that he is he decides on Aphrodite’s gift and thus wins Helen from her husband Meneleus. What ensues is bitter rivalry between countries and within garrisons. The beginning of the Trojan War. I won’t spoil the ending for anyone; it’s a woosie. What’s really great is that not only are we bought into the conflicts of Achilles, Paris, Hector, Hercules…the high caliber list goes on…but the personal battle between the Goddesses themselves are revealed as they interfere wherever they like to assist whoever they wish in winning the war. One of the greatest strategic battles I’ve ever read. Tear jerker as well! Homer had all bases covered. Odysseus from The Odyssey (who makes a ‘cameo’ in The Iliad too, leading figure actually) recounts his adventures over 10yrs following the destruction of Troy. Remember the One eyed man eating monster that shepherded massive sheep or goats or whatever and a daring escape under the belly of the goat/sheep? Well you read all about it in here!

7. Watership Down –by Someone: A fan of animal fiction I am not. However, I’ve read this book three times and I’d read it again and again. The perils a group of rabbits must endure to survive and the manner in which the author told their journey gave these bunnies real human qualities. When I first read it I was only 13 and at that impressionable age I carried the conviction that the book was rather a dark and twisted book, picking it up again 4 years later I rather much call it a feel good adventure.

8. Black Beauty –by someone: The best animal story ever told. There is one scene I remember reading in that book. It was the most humane and compassionate. Worthy of a tear or two. It really almost tears out your heart if you’re an animal rights advocate. I vaguely remember patches of the story. The beginning and an unforgettable end.

9. Most of Charles Dickens: Tale of Two Cities…one word – Pathos. A lot of history (French Revolution) and politics, but well worth enduring even if it’s not your style, damn…thinking about it I can still feel a sickness in my throat when I think of a certain part of the book. David Copperfield, followed by Oliver Twist, A Christmas Carol (fond memories of the muppets), Great Expectations…and I am still not completely satisfied with the ending. I know there are two alternative endings Dickens wrote, but both do not go on to consolidate the hinted final separation of Pip and Estella, Bleak House (wasn’t all that intriguing) and the list goes on…

10. The Client –John Grisham: A man who can coax you into having a little bit more faith in the legal justice system must be a miracle maker. Although I think The Client was his best, other which come close runner up include The Pelican Brief and The Firm. Having begun Grisham books at 13, I soon tired of the genre and declined to read his newer ones, however I’ll always go back rereading the three I’ve spoken of.

11. The Chronicles of Narnia –C.S Lewis: My most treasured childhood novels ever ever ever. Not because the series lived up to all my expectations (they all did not) but because The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe fulfilled a 9 yr olds dreams of fantasy even before she realized it was fantasy. It was my first taste of this genre and I’m glad I started with the Chronicles.

12. The Three Musketeers and sequels -by Alexandre Dumas: This book is worth the read in fact skip seeing the movie. You will not find it more rewarding and breathtaking than it is to just plunge yourself in the words of Dumas and let your mind be your cinema. d'Artangan is the sweetest fatherly figure I’ve ever read about on paper and love him as much as I did Gandalf. [d'Artangan, Aramis, Porthos, and Athos]. The Musketeers is followed by Twenty Years After, Louise de la Valliere, The Vicomte de Bragelonne and lastly The Man in the Iron Mask.

13. Most Anne Rice: Her vampire chronicles were an experience of a lifetime…until she got carried away and started talking so much gibberish my brain wasn’t keen enough to keep up. I adored Interview with a Vampire and loved Louis. But with the return of Lestat and everyone else, her attempt of mixing sex, drugs and rock and roll with the undead really turned me off of the vampire chronicles. If anyone out there who has read the whole set – please contact me and tell me the ending, a one sentence answer most preferable. Rice redeemed herself in my eyes with The Witching Hour and Lasher. In true Anne Rice fashion there was weirdness galore but I found it all oddly satisfying.

14. All Hercules Poirot books –Agatha Christie: Having grown up consuming Famous Five, Secret Seven, Nancy Drew and Trixie Beldon I was ever so pleased and ecstatic in finally finding an crime/mystery author who catered for a more mature audience. Not only that but her writing style is a joy to read. Quick yet conveying detail, sufficient character development yet not long winded analysis and most of them come in a travel pack size.

15. Seven Little Australians –by someone: The only book from my primary years that I consciously knew was written by an Australian that I enjoy immensely. I even went on to read the sequal and though Bunty continued to piss the shit out of me I endured his slurred words and limited brain capacity and his sister annoyingly childish vocabulary. A novel I would read to my kids. Keep the Kleenex handy.

16. Little Women -Louisa May Alcott: Unsatisfactory ending. Brilliant book…Damnit I still entertain hopes that someday someone out there will answer my prayers! (Maybe my answer is in fanfiction!) I’ve always wished Jo and Laurie would end up together. But no, for some absurd reason Alcott seemed to find it more feasible that she throw the beautiful, spoilt brat Amy with the rich guy. And leave poor Jo with a starving artist. Other than the fact that the author mismatched the pairs, a great read.

17. The Secret Garden –by Someone: Another timeless childhood classic, but nothing I’m terribly fond of. However worthy of a mention because it was this that inspired me at the age of…8 or 9 to write. I wish I had my ‘manuscript’ for Itchy the Witchy with me –not for the life of me can I remember what I ever did with it!

18. There are many many countless more books that I have failed to pull up from memory. I’ll add them when I can, I also apologise for not remembering all the names of the respective authors i've called 'someone' *grovels humbly*. . Ann of Green Gables by LM Montgomery – Brother Grims Fairy Tales, because nobody, absolutely nobody on earth tells it like the Grim brothers use to.

G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
mushi mushi
Éowyn: wei!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
no i believe im george
Éowyn: think again.......an evil space alien by the name of LongBottom has invaded your body and has taken over your brain
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:the george cells within george has driven out the longbottom with their fantastic geoplasmic-george psycho power. George is George
Éowyn: hhhaaa! that's what you think these superskilled and pycho LongAnd LeanBottoms have managed to manipulate your brain plasma and central nerve core-cells to induce you into thinking that you do have control but in real reality you DO NOT
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
my super duper destructo-matic T47 with inbuilt fax modem, microwave oven nulifies the effects of the longbottoms. Plus my Paingiver TSX99 will stop all longbottom control... i am invincible!
hows htings?
Éowyn: the Long&LeanBottoms have seeped their superduper ultra-uber woobie-asshat t00b machine's gamawaves into the thought streams which lead to the nuclei of each cell in your brain and all cells on your body thus controlling it function and thoughts........alas my poor george.....you are lost to us! LOST! oh woe is me!
i'm pretty good@ how bout you.....bored but good all the same......nothing changes in a day!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
phear the might of George's Boot up Longbottom's Ass, followed by his upgraded asspoke kick...
yeah? jsut spend 85 bucks on computer parts to make is baby abit faster....
Éowyn: ooooooooooh what did u add to it??
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:256 megs of ram
Éowyn: say ne good books to read!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:zen and the arts of motorcycle maintenance
Éowyn: ack! i'll stick to babysitters club!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
hahhahahahah..... try the book "I want to give george my life savings"
Éowyn: tried that -- it's a very corruptive book! and i heard it recieved really bad reviews!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
really? tahts a shame....
Éowyn: hey not for me! ur book sales have been going down!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: my books kik ass
Éowyn: tell taht to the public and the critics. from a direct newspaper clipping
"George Long&LeanBottom Loo has unwittingly unleashed into the word of literature a creature of unsurpassed destruction and uselessness. The very idea of his book circles around the 'logic' of "give me all your savings and i will take away your mother-in-law" is completely absurd and unfortunately untrue....."
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:*WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH*
u hurt george's feelings.... *Sniff*
Éowyn: hey if you can deliever your promise (the mother-in-law one) we'd all be happy to buy your book!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote:
HUH?
Éowyn: dont act coy!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: erh?
Éowyn: Bwahahaha
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: Jea
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: goonigoogoo?
Éowyn: all i want is a room for me
far away from the cold night breee
warm hands warm toes warm feeeeeeeeeet
OH!
would'nt it be loverly!
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: *scratch head*.... *falls asleep*
mmmmmm yueks is muttering giberish again.....
Éowyn: i'm sending u to la la land! and i am not muttering gibberish......that poem was an old and ancient little tale about toes and feet that were cold but then got warm and it was loverly
G-Õ®g¥ D@ @§1@Ñ Wrote: when i dream i want a pony

Shortly after our riveting conversation came to a stand still…however the night was young and more was yet to come…

man: (11:39 PM) are u interested in seX?
Éowyn: (11:40 PM) no i'm studying to become a junior nun at the conservatorium of Our Lady of Patronus
man: (11:41 PM) okok
add oil
bye bye
Éowyn: (11:41 PM) God Bless You, Good-bye

*Hugs me!*

What does add oil refer to? This is my second night up late…it is indeed almost half past five in the morning and I am feeling rather tired.

Weather Update: If you wake up to find that you've a perfect view of ghastly grey clouds hovering over your head and your garden shed has been uprooted from the garden and has landed at the foot of your bed and your car has been flipped upside down and is now currently residing in you neighbours backyard pool. Make sure you have your wheatbix.

In Closing: Your fearless leader is off to take a *snozzles* :::glomps:::

2002-07-11T03:45:00.000-07:00

Disjecta Membra

2002-07-10T14:01:00.000-07:00

‘...Love at first site may be the answer when you’ve exhausted all other avenues for finding Mr. Wonderful…’-- Internet site that is.

It never ceases to amaze me that so many topics no matter where they’ve branched off to and despite its own evolutionary line of divergence all usually and mostly converge, meet at the same lineage. Every subject springs from love, lack of love, and anger against love or losing love. And with the advances of technology not only do we have personal ads and voice-mail message boxes…we also have online dating…ahhh…the Promised Land? Not quite. Internet dating, I am told, is as dodgy as it sounds – if not more so. Speaking for rational and level headed women of the millennium alone, I forego the thrill of dating if the risk of the date is a doc martin wearing, flannel (no offence Ben) clad, beer bellied, vertically challenged…man(?) is more than 20% and I’m being optimistic with that figure.

You’re Michelle Branch! You’re the ‘girl nextdoor’ type of gal. You’ve got a down-to-earth feel about you, and you’re not afraid to be original. You’re still trying to find yourplace in life, but that doesn’t mean you’re not enjoying the trip. Rich and famous? Sure! But you’re not gonna let that go to your head. ;D

What Kind of Pop Princess Are You? Quiz by Jonah
Inspired by Leareth to explore other fandoms, here is what I’ve subjected myself to…and I shall continue to subject myself…unwilling for sure. smirk

Glancing about the room she noted the Andy Worhol silk canvas painting and mandrake ducks soaring vertically alongside an old Victorian distressed oak writing desk. All thoughts of the furnishings of the place were quickly displaced with other more entertaining thoughts as Darcy sauntered into the room, he merely glanced her with cold indifference and moved swiftly to the opposite side of the room to finish a letter he had begun the night before last.

Clearing her throat and squeezing her chest together as slutily…oops!…subtly as possible, Caroline Bingley lazily leaned against the soft brocade fabric of the bolster, “Darcy I waited till the pale hours of the morning last night for you to come”, her voice was sulky and accusing and resulted in annoying Darcy more than she normally did.

“My dear, women like you doesn’t have the slightest chance of making any man come.” He replied silkily, laughing at himself at his almost-pun and play-on-words “Damn,” he swore as his pacer lead snapped and reached for another.

Sensing he was slightly touchy this morning Caroline let the matter slip and breezily said, “You know I honestly adore that Andy Worhol painting you have in this room it really adds to the décor! You’ve such exquisite taste!”

He simply retorted, “It’s utter crap, actually. The only reason it’s still here ruining my house’s feng-shui is because my bulldog of an Aunt incessantly insists I hang it here or else she’ll rip my testicles off with her false teeth. Normally I’m immune to pain and wouldn’t care less, but her choppers wouldn’t sever fairy floss and a clean cut is out of the question.”

“Nonsense my dear friend!” exclaimed Charles Bingley as he nanced into the drawing room, “That old biddy of yours is a good sport, what!”

“Another tussle in bed with her Charles?” drawled Darcy disdainfully as he finished off his letter and in one swift and elegant stroke of his pen he signed his name and sealed it in an express mail envelope.

Seated opposite his sister Charles began to pour himself some coffee and after stuffing his mouth with scones managed to mumble “Rather!” cheerfully and then devoted the next half hour to the soul enjoyment of eating.

Caroline stood up, smoothed the non-existent creases in her lavender hand beaded silk organza gown and casually walked towards Darcy, striking a rather provocative pose as she stood in front of him. She ran a perfectly manicured hand across the intricate and detailed woodcarvings of the desk, however Darcy remained inflexibly studious to the Sunday Harold gossip column. Completely unfazzled Caroline bent over and began to pout and pant when suddenly out of pure frustration and annoyance Darcy leapt to his feet and cried “For Pete’s sake women get your heaving cleavage out of my face!”

At his unexpected and rather violent outburst and after seeing his face contorted with irritation her face flooded with tears and wailing she ran out of the room in the most melodramatic manner she could muster.

As the double doors slammed Darcy smirked and stole a glance at Charles, who was only talking about indigestion to himself.

“Say Bingley…” began Darcy, “Have u taken a squiz at the gossip column today?” he looked at his friend a little nervously.

Now having eaten so much that he succeeded in forcing himself to let a button or two undone from his pants Charles paid Darcy his undivided attention, “No, is there something of particular interest old chap?”

A hesitant pause followed but after gathering his wits Darcy plundered on, “Well actually there is…according to the tabloids your arduous lover, that is to say my Aunt, has gone and eloped with…err…Charlotte Collins…”

Stunned silence.

“Of course this is only tabloid reports, more than likely its utter cow dung…I mean remember the time we read the report that said Elizabeth Bennet was a transvestite?” here Darcy laughed…and became slightly uneasy when he found that Bingley was in fact not laughing along with him.

Sparks like piercing daggers shot from Bingleys baby blues as he said earnestly, teeth clenched, “That rumour is true…and if I…” he trailed off as he became aware that this time it was Darcy’s turn to become affected…affected being the word not in the least adequate enough to describe the significant change of demeanor and physical state in Darcy.

Darcy himself had heard of those ‘wild accusations from jealous rivals and spurned lovers of Elizabeth Bennet’ as he liked to refer to them as and not for a minute did he ever give those rumours any substance. Denial and blind love as usual were the culprits of this shortsighted evaluation of her character. So it seemed now. Having tolerated Charles infatuation with his Aunt, Lydia Bennets attractions for Caroline Bingley and Wickhams open lust for Mrs Bennet, Darcy had prided and openly flaunted the fact that he was the only straight assed prick of the lot and constantly congratulated himself on finding another intelligent and (above all) straight woman – even though he had never had the guts to tell her he fancied the pants off her. And now learning that she was a transvestite (and possibly more) his whole world shattered.

Bingley stared as his friend’s knees buckled and shoulders sagged with the weight of the news, his face, once pompous and coolly controlled was now a new shade of opaque grey and knotted into what seemed to be agony. Bingley, who now seemed to have put his own angst aside attended to Darcy and hastily poured him some Sherry.

This seemed to steady him somewhat and now having temporarily calmed the other down, Bingley inhaled deeply, raised his fists in wild and vulgar gestures, and hurled revolting insults and colourful profanities like his very existence depended upon it. Having the privilege of possessing the best seat in the house to witness Bingley totally lose it and seeing him adding rather descriptive and painful looking gestures helped Darcy overcome his own grief.

It was only until Bingley started to abuse Darcy’s 18th century Louis XIII chestnut bureau that Darcy actually began to think his antics were a little less amusing, “Oy!” he protested.

“Yer mother!” retorted Bingley as he ripped his claws into the brocade bolster, down flying in all directions.

Aghast Darcy sprang nimbly to his feet, “Steady on!” however he deftly overlooked the fact that Bingley had already begun slaughtering the Andy Worhol painting…but when he progressed around to the CD stand and in a passionate fury scattered and broke Darcy’s favourite Led Zepplin CD, Darcy vehemently flung his arms around Bingley and got him a head lock. Bingley of course struggled and bit at his friend.

“You blistering git! Led Zepplin? What did he ever do to you?!” roared Darcy.

“Screw you Fitzwilliam!” spat Bingley still at the peak of his rage.

Knowing Darcy’s fervent dislike for his name and knowing it would piss the hell out of him, not on his life did Bingley know that the instant those words were uttered Darcy would pick up his 350BC Aztec vase and brought it smashing down on his own head.

A horrid sound thudded in Bingley’s ears as the vase and his head made contact and even as the priceless ornament shattered into gazillion pieces Darcy regretted it…knowing full well that the fire poker would have done just as well and was even placed more accessibly.

Considerably dazed and in an enormous amount of pain, Bingley still managed to swear at Darcy, adding, “…and don’t take it out on me that you’re in love with a transvestite, at least I get good lovin from a woman!”

“Bite me” and with a click of the heel Darcy stalked out of the room to brood.

Not the best, but an amusing read. Of course if it had been any worse it could almost be classified as one of those fanfictions, which destroy the whole concept of fanfiction. However I found it very amusing and entertaining…witty almost.

You’re Britney Spears! Face it, ya got it made. You’re sexy and popular, and have tons of people craving to be you. Sure, you’ve got some enemies out there, but you’ve also got a lot of people wishing they were with you. You’re the kind of person who knows you’re hot, and you’re not afraid to go all out to prove it.

What Kind of Pop Princess Are You? Quiz by Jonah

***ok I admit -- I got Ms Spears before I redid the quiz (natraully being unhappy with my result and ended up with a more satisfactory alternative -- Michelle Brance****

I can’t believe I am up at this hour. It’s 3:30am.

Weather Update: Terrible cold. Raining tomorrow as well…pretty windy, which I normally like but I hate it when the wind howls so forlornly! It scares me. And does the words “chill-to-bones” mean anything to you?

Draco Update: No signs of DV9 worst luck. But I’m happily reading another fanfic at the moment. Tom Felton gets better looking. But he’s not a scratch on Dan Radcliffe.

You are Ginny Weasley. Tough as nails, and very witty. Not espcially trusting, but but that comes with the job more than anything. You have the power of persuation, and can make people do whatever the hell you want. ;) You know you're sexy, and will use suduction in any way to get the job done, (even if this means going through drastic measures and having a one night stand)

Quiz made by Geralynn

***of course I prefer and like Hermione best...because I met her first and she is so much better than canon Ginny but I guess fanon ginny is good...and I do admit I'm more like her than 'mione.....ack***

And ok! Fine! I admit it. Elijah Wood does look like a mutant humanoid frogman. But I still loff woobie hobbits! t00b

I took a look at Lady Chatterley’s Lover. When I opened up to the preface the first words were “This is not a dirty book.” Thanks guys – I needed that assurance. I must say the story line itself is as boring as hell and Connie’s internal (more like eternal) struggle and plight was really lost on me. Basically (for me) it was about an oversexed woman with low performance crippled husband, finds a dispassionate and uncaring lover, finds a passionate guy to satisfy her high libido and maybe they live happily ever after…I didn’t get to the end I got bored even before I begun. D.H Lawrence writes eloquently and with a lot of feeling behind his words…pity it’s all lost on me. I’m yet to be struck by his brilliance. As for the sex scenes (which occur after every full-stop) I guess its full on and descriptive (orgasms galore) but I think Virginia Andrews could have shown Lawrence a thing or two. That aside it was a very passionate dispassionate book, worth reading if there isn’t anything else to read.
I was in the library for hours trying to find a book to immerse my mind in. I looked at the adult fiction and non-fiction section and all those volumous novels really gave me a headache. I felt like all I wanted was a good fairy tale or something of the kind. So I went to the junior section and found that I had to crane my neck downwards to see the top shelf and gave up within 3 minutes. So I made my way towards the Teenage section…couldn’t find Anne of Green Gables and stalked off in a sulk. Back at adult fiction, decidedly to just grab The Belgariad by David Eddings…however only volume two, three and four were there…which made me feel really ripped off, because this book is one of Eddings most popular and what chance do I have to obtain two, three and four at once? But I couldn’t take any of them because the crucial ONE was missing! Repeat after me: annoyed.

I’ll compose a list of all my favourite books of all time and why in my next entry just for fun! I love talking about books as much as reading them!

It’s 4:17am now. I’m not suffering from insomnia.

Daily Whinge: Why must our metabolism slow down as we get older. It’s not fair. And if it’s not fair...it shouldn’t be so…therefore this whole ‘age up – metabolism down’ concept just sucks shit. I don’t want to exercise every time I eat just to lose the gained calories. I just want to be thin, I don’t want strings attached. I want to eat a cheeseburger without feeling guilty, I want to drink coffee without turning my insides black, I want to eat ice-cream and not have to worry about rotting teeth. If we were put on this earth to eat as much as wanted and whatever we wanted, why can’t we. Surely the greater power knew about calories before we ever worried our silly heads over it. Do we have to worry about calories when we progress to a higher state of being? Sure.

Ok enough now…Leaping Deer signing off.

which mr. men/little miss are you?
take the quiz & find out! :)
quiz made by

which mr. men/little miss are you?
take the quiz & find out! :)
quiz made by

I prefer little miss contrary -- because I've read her and more importantly i remember reading her!

Ps: Thanks Leareth for finishing the new bloglayout! *huggles and woobie smoochies to you*

2002-07-08T21:24:00.000-07:00

See You Next Tuesday...

...Like Carrie Bradshaw I was also left out of the usual teen high school intelligence of using this acronym. Of course there is so much stigma and 'aghastness' attached to this word it doesn't really surprise me at all! What really shocked me was that my own mother is familiar with S&CT...what's more...she finds if amusing but highly unsuitable for viewing by her 20ish daughter. Yours truly. You'd think she raised me up never knowing what sex was. Though I do agree the F-word is used rather liberally -- too much...as the responsible oder sister I turn the volume down whenever I sense another F coming.

Anyway, the show is falling apart, the witty and in-your-face shock value antics are still very much intact, however with Miranda falling pregnant, Charlotte getting married, Carrie getting engaged (and in real life pregnant as well) and the big woosie here is Samantha -- who is going through the massive dilemma of possibly becoming *gasp* monogamous. I don't know which direction the directors are to heading towards, but where would S&CT be without booty calls, free sex for all and manolo blahniks? What is with all this 'soul mates for life', '2.3 kids' deal their serving up?

Of course I always enjoy the silly and extremely immature situations those twits get themselves into. Last nights two crisises were:
1. Is Truth Always the Best Policy?
With Carrie having accidently cheated on Aiden (which by the by is the glompiest name ever) with Big[*t00b*]. Not once...not twice. Of course she swears she loves him and that she had no idea why and what she was doing and she never meant to hurt him bla bla bla - you know the drill. So she has this internal struggle happening, contempting whether to tell him and use the 'good r/s are based on truth' mantra or rationalizes with [paraphrased] 'is telling the truth always the best policy? Knowing that exposing our loved ones to the blatent truth would ultimately hurt them and leave them feeling vulnerable. Is telling the truth in fact just a way to satisfy our own conscience and thus selfishly mortally wound the people we care about?'...therefore of course, making the saying 'let sleeping dogs lie' the way to go. I was rooting for the latter...dishonesty...because Aiden left when she succumbed to her conscience. In many occasions we are rarely rewarded for admitting our wrongs and the standard door slamming is becoming the norm.
2. Charlotte's Dilemma.
This was a silly one. Her husband to be was...shall we say...inadequate....and leave it at that.

Draco Update: No more fanfiction to read...I need to get my hands on Leareth's P&P story. Can't wait to sink my teeth into that one! Artistic alley is also suffering from the supply of new art to view...and yay! I'm not a ickles newbie!! I've been sorted by the hat and I've even had lunch with Hagrid...that great oof. I'm going to start on my Draco/Hermione picture for Lulu soon. I think it should be fun but I'm sure it won't conform to her preconceived image of d/h. I think Hermione would look a little like Catherine Zeta Jones or that chick from Crossing Jordan. Actually...no! I've found a perfect inspiration for my picture -- It's not original but at least it makes sense to do it!!!
ARgh! And I came across the sickest ship!! And it's not slash! Draco and Cho Chang! If they were the same sex it would be slash! I'm beginning to see that some aspects of certain fandoms can be poison!

Weather Update: Yeah not bad...if you loook out your window now you'll see big blue sky with fluffy white clouds and a fat ugly hippo. No..really...see.

Mood Update: I feel motivated. To get fit again. I think I'm either going to invest in a pair of blades (old ones will be handed down) or buy myself a treadmill. I know people say treadmills are a waste of money but if you use it properly and regularly then you should get he results you expect. I'm going to go to the library return my books and see what all this uproar is about over D.H Lawrence and his controversial Lady Chatterley's Lover. (sp?) I've already rotted my brains with V. Andrews so it's not like I could sink any lower.

Ok...library...see ya....oh and damn it...can someone tell me how the doxology goes?? Praise God from which all blessings flow (?) Praise bla creatures bla below (?), something something ye heavenly host, Praise father, son and holy ghost. Amen.

I like the doxology and I wish I could remember it. Joy is being so nice to me these days. she must have something up her sleves. Her baby is a bit of a woobie though.

Your Humble leader off to contaminate her mind. Cheerio

2002-07-06T01:58:00.000-07:00

...~*!~*~Where's My Security Blanket...~*!~*~

:::GlOmpS::: Leareth bigtime!!! The woobie of the month is Leareth because she is helping me change this stinker of a blog!! i think i had best get some more art work done so i can use that instead of using someone elses art...not that i don't like their art either...just that i want everything here to be mine mine mine.
Corr!! she even digs fanfiction! Sho cool!

Draco Update: What irks me the most is the hair...why for the love of what is good and holy in this world did they make Malfoy a uncouth prat with a yellow helmet like head? Strap on some lycra and he'll be set for tour de france. Blimey. I reckon that guy from 7th Heaven...damn...what's his name again...Simon!!! Yeah he'd make a great Draco -- face not pointy enough though. Tom Felton is actually getting better thanks to hormones, but he still doesn't do fanon Draco any justice.

Thankfully Dan Radclifee is still *ooglesome* and we all loff him...yes ALL of us.

Bwah! they even have a Lockhart one!!! Teeheehee!

Daily Whinge: The japanese should invent a little round white and red ball thing in the shape of a pokemon catcher to keep kids in. Another one of my silly mothers crackpot ideas has lead to my room being up-chucked in by my incessently annoying and vocal 2yrold cousin. Not only did she up-chuck...that alone really did my head in...but she also had to spend the night. Seems like my mother misses have kids around the house. So basically last night I got woken up 4 times by her screaming and crying (mutually exclusive) and my roon needs to be re-deodourised. Granted that she is in a little kid toddler kinda way -- cute...but her voice and general childlike behaviour has really turned the tide of her popularity. I personally wouldn't care if i didn't see her until say 10 years has passed from now. She has the upbringing and attitude of a piss annoying brat and far be it for me to make such a statement about her (especially for someone of her age) but if any of my kids started to hit me and my mother because she./he wasn't allowed to throw tennis balls in the house...I swear to God I'll shake her till the cows come home -- and I don't have any cows. Pity my mother friends her antics occasionally amusing.

Mood Update: I wish I never owned a nose.

Weather Update: Think the Titanic-ice-berg-Jack-I'll-never-let-go scene and that about sums it up. I mean, I love winter....but this is verging on crazy.

Have I mentioned this before? Sailor Uranus and Sailor Neptune are gay? Well *whack* me.

What's Your Sexual MO? Find out @ She's Crafty

Seeing as though my sex life is non-existant that was rather insightful.
I want to find more quizes to do more that I'm on holidays...and actually I'd love to learn how to make up some quizes of my own...so anyone reading this and knows how...send me an owl!

Going to Utopia later on tonight to watch some brave people sing in front of all their friends and not-friends. I can't decide whether to wear that dress I've always wanted to try with my boots or actually rug up in something warmer. If only I had enough money to buy a nice pair of $110 ugg boots. Right now I have to prioritise.

Was chatting to BlueSky again today. He seems like a fairly stable guy but I can't say much about his ex. She's a real asshat in the making it sounds. And again, aside from the lack of space in the big apple I'd love to have an apartment there...right next to cassieclaires thank you! Oh and I hear that the traditional yearly mardi gras in sydney or melbourne will be axed if it doesn't attract the crowds....I can't say whether I'm disappointed or not. Possibly indifferent.

I ate fried chicken a few days ago and now i'm suffering the consequences. I love lard and I am a real t00b.
Alas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That black velvet corset at David Jones has gone walkies! No more!! What am I to do? No way am I asking Cindy to make a corset for me. She can stich me up a skirt but that's all I'm letting her do!
These are all random thought's by the way. Britney spears has shot up from her slight 49.8kg frame to a whopping 57.5kg. woah mamma! I guess when you break up and lose your man you gain some pounds.

Oh and steph sent me this link-----> http://news.ninemsn.com.au/Entertainment/story_34882.asp
first of all the title alone would make me rethink buying it and accepting it as the real 5th installment. *sneer*

Alex Band. hehehe that's funny. He's dating some actress called Jenifer Sky. He's too good for her. But the idea of having a father who makes B grade horror movies is a wee bit iffy. However throw in the castle in Italy and I can keep my thoughts to myself.

Will need to scrub up soonish. I am thinking the best part of tonight will be the ride home -- but i'll try to be optimistic. what's another word for great, super, brilliant, smashing, wicked, good.......cos i'm running out of adjectives to use in artistic alley. I need to be re-eduacted.

Bangkok....is that some asshat's little joke on the country or what?

Till next time! This is your Fearless Leader signing off!

2002-07-05T00:18:00.000-07:00

In My Art or Sullen Craft...

Rmb that? Sure beats Bullocky and Man to Woman or Woman to Man or Man to Man.....*twack*...

Well so far the week has a slightly uneventful. I've managed to turn down movies, lunch, shopping, golf and camping. Terrible woe that I couldn't somehow wiggle my way out of going to youth group...not that I have anything against youth group...it's just that I've got fanfiction to read you know!

The litte young uns are out of school for the rest of my holidays so I guess babysitting will be on the agenda.

Ooops! Need to vacumn for mum! Be back later...1: I Was a Death Eater and All I Got Was This Bloody T-Shirt

PROLOGUE. DOOM, DOOM, DOOM

DURING 'GOBLET OF FIRE'

"Bloody hell," seethed Voldemort. He gingerly touched one cheek. "I'm hideous. Hideous!"

Peter Pettigrew, who was holding up the mirror before the Dark Lord with his shiny, new metal arm, cringed. "Oh no, Master. You're..." He groped for the right word, and came up with nothing. "No, you're right, you're disgusting."

Emitting a low hiss, the Dark Lord lunged at Pettigrew in fury, weakly slamming his fists on the portly man's chest. Pettigrew looked down at him. He was astonished by Voldemort's lack of strength; usually when Voldemort attacked him he actually felt it. Although lacking a body for quite some time would do that to someone, one would suppose.

"Master," he asked, "do you need some help?"

"I'm not sure how, but this has to be Potter's fault," Voldemort muttered bitterly, panting. "Where's Lucius when I need him?"

if you skip a few boring bits and read the witty and entertaining dialogue its rather a hoot wot...and bonus: happy endings galore! eat em up!

Whinge Update: I don't know how to use photoshop and thus I cant do spiffy wonderous stuff with my art. *sob*

Draco Update: Go mE! I have converted another innocent soul into being a Draco Fancier! Well maybe not as much as your's truly but we have progress! Will design my own draco t-shirt...even if i have to hand stich it myself! Doom doom!
I think i'm rather turing into a Lucius fangirl as of late. Alas Snape (were he not a twisted lemon sherbert) has his own appeal happening!

Scar Alert: You know that scar i was talking about from that accident that occured to me which i was also yabbering about before in my blog? and how i was hoping that the wound wasn't deep and wouldn't scar.....well .....it did...now i have a 5-6cm brown colour slashy scar running diagonally across my lower leg just under my knee.....of all places.......my poor poor legs.....*wibble*

Woobies ahoy! Come out with me to Utopia on sat night! cya all there!!!

2002-06-30T22:33:00.000-07:00

*waves to woobies fwens*

I am loffing alllll of yooose today! I'm in such a good mood I'm throwing grammar, punctuation and spelling to the wind.....
Here's a quiz! for all the Austen fans out there....go visit that lovely ladies homepage too. Personally I think I am a mixture of Lizzy and Emma. Eh?....*t00b*

You are Emma Woodhouse of Emma! You like being the queen of your social circle (small and provincial as it may be), and feel it's your duty to help those less influential than you. You often meddle in the affairs of others, though you do it with a pure heart. You are often deluded in your flights of fancy, but your good intentions and creative spirit make you someone anyone could like.

And....also......

You are Elizabeth Bennet of Pride & Prejudice! You are intelligent, witty, and tremendously attractive. You have a good head on your shoulders, and oftentimes find yourself a lone beacon of reason in a sea of silliness. You take great pleasure in many things. You are proficient in nearly all of them, though you will never own it. <---oh i like this one better! power to me!

Take the Quiz here!

Daily Whinge: Everybody is ignoring me...I feel like I've been bitten by the invisibility bug. Actually -- this is not entirely true. I have gone out of my way to not pick up any calls and let people wonder where i've parked my arse. I've even had no time to go online. After tuesday I should be available though. amen.

Surprise Update:...shit...i was doing my quiz and forgot what it was. *shrug*

Your magical style is Faery.

What type of Magic do you work?. Take the Magical Style Quiz by Paradox

Oh yeah Bottechelli is getting along fine....i HATE side profile..it is THE biggest biatch ever...i always give all my drawings protruding jaws!
And i can't believe they sell "Draco's Bitch" T-shirts in England....that's sooooo unfair!!! I mean I'd probably have to wear a cardy over the tee before i get out of the house because my mother will have siezure for sure.

Somebody write me a poem! Oh...what are the various styles of poetry called again...my head fails to think right now......stupid head.

Which glamour goddess are you? By kjfishie

I've tried that quiz three times and keep ending up with her......who is that woman? I bet she absolutely horrid and vile. *yelch*

ok...can't find anymore quizes....i'm off for now.......

Closing Wibble Whinge: *sigh* i should get paid for being an agony aunt!

2002-06-29T01:35:00.000-07:00

I cant be bothered searching for any more quizes....my net usage is going through the roof. *gulp*

My mother is a t00b for making me clean up my room today...now my orderly mess has been organised and sorted so that each individual item i own has it's own little niche, which naturally means i can for the love of God even find a matching pair of socks. Why can't she just let me live in my messy sty? At least i'd know where each bit junk belong on which part of the floor.

Riverton library had a book sale today, i was hyperventilating at seeing all those cheap cheap books they wanted to practicaly give me! I swear i heard them (books) call to me saying 'pick me pick me'. :::glomps::: the books.

Hurrah! I have finished binty Nefertiti's bust. Actually...i drew her a little too large...so i couldnt fit her shoulders in....which means she's much more real life looking. I think i'm going to go to art supply shop to purchase a sienna or reddy/brown crayon or something to go over my pencil with. I don't want to colour it in because i think the monochromatic semi two tone effect goes rather well with the whole egyptian thing....but I dont want to leave it in pencil since i'm giving it to a woobie friend of mine for his birthday. Not quite sure what he's going to do with this A3 pic of the hippie Queen...I guess if i decided to leave it in grey and white (pencil) he could practice colouring in between the lines.

I'm going to draw bottacelli next...not draw him...i'm going to use his style. It's rather pretty, even though he rather had a soft spot for fat ladies.

Find the person who wrote me this review:

"I am elevn years old and i like your stories very much buit i think there should be more sex because we are mature enough to handl it"

Call their parents.

-- that had me laughing. *pout* why does CC have all the fun! Those kids out there...those parents out there....*t00bs*

I don't understand how llc eats and eats and eats and doesn't seem to get fat. I guess it's got to be all the shopping and running she does since it's STOCKTAKE TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*

It's a real pity shoes don't go down much during sales as much s clothes. And i really cannot stand a lot of the clothes on sale. Of course I'd love to stock up on jeans and jeans and shoes...but i'm flat broke at the moment.

I feel like cinderella! I've vacumned, mopped, washed and hung allllll day.....and nobody will give me a foot masage -- ripped off! *wibble*

This week is my unmotivated week. Next week its my up-and-go week. Hopefully.

Nobody goes online anymore....I'm so bored and no one is around to talk to me! I am a woobie -- talk to meeeeeee! Some of my real life friends are dunces. They are so boring and have no imagination. They don't even understand me when i say 'asshat' or 'glomp'. wassocks...all of them. And Iago is a cool name. Even though we want to roast the character over a live volcano.

This was a yawnsome entry and I'm bored.
Later.

2002-06-26T23:49:00.000-07:00

This blog is giving me the shits. I think it's time to close shop, what say you hey.
Well maybe not close shop....but it's the holidays.....my blog is boring, yucky and looks like an asshat. my vocabulary has expanded....but the extent of the expansion has been in reverse proportion to my everlastingly larger derriere.
Cassandra Claire (the Goddess we all hail our blue ink papermate pens to) has finished DV8. Our next woe comes from tearing out the flesh from our nails from eager anticipation (waiting for the next chapter in the last series). Shit....did I say last. Yes....alas...last. The Queen of Leather pants really is throwing in her quill after this. Although I rather suspect that she'll miss killing Draco and shoving him in leather pants so much she'll do a prequel (aside: If this woman ever does happen to be Queen it is suggested we all buy stocks in leather).

The above was my little ramblings and semi-wibbles which seemed to have overcome my *ahem* spelling and grammar techiques. I just profoundly refuse to spell correctly and use proper grammar....not because I'm a snivelling, glomping moron....only because I am stupid and don't know how. However those two misconceptions about me can be used interchangibly and also merged together as one.

Since I've found out how to manage the massive amounts of time I have these holidays I will be putting myself in particularly good use. Firstly. I'm going to make some adjustments here with the purpose of this blog. At first I thought I'd use it for everthing. YAR everthing. Now i realise that will be totally confusing and impossible. Getting down to the crux of it i figure i love only a few oddly groupd things in my life. They are:
1. Harry Potter & Co.-- this is the fandom in which dwells my bleeding little heart. It encompasses my unswerving love and loyalty to our Government in which Senator Cassandra Claire is our celebrity polititian. This is the placw where we discuss canon and fanon. Merging the real fiction with the fictional fiction (I told you I was a blithering idiot). Basically in canon I love Harry. In fanon we idolise Draco. We read fiction-writers fanfics (who reside in the Astronomy Tower, Dark Arts, Riddikulus & Fiction Alley Park) and we comment and give them their due praise. Usually we say nice things with flowers around the border...Betas are used for snipey comments...the rest of us live in fear of getting our heads snicked for saying the wrong thing....kidding!!. Occasionally we get the odd entertaining stalker. We usually fix them up pretty well because our Government calls their poor parents and makes their kids watch their folks prance in combat boots. Only.
In this world the words 'schnoogles' 'woobie' 'wibble' 'asshat' 'glomp' and 'veela' are used freely and are incorportated into our daily language with grace and ease. So next time you catch a bus with a mean man call him a "schmut nosed bossomly enhanced asshat' as is the normal custom. Potterdom isn't really a place for the fainted hearted.....or homophobic....since slash is really becoming the rage. Although i still find it a little bit...shall we say.....queer (literally) I've been half way conned into seeing slash in a totally different light. And mainly because of the talented artists who dwell in artistic alley. Starling is uber talented (ramit hates the word 'uber'.....uber uber uber *smirk*)
My compliant is that the choices of avatars we can use is limited....."Glomp Me" is nice. But i want Draco!

2.I guess second thing that is important to me in terms of what to put down in my diary is just my own personal thoughts and events happening to me in life. Such as that major event which happened to me this week. It was sad. No....tragic even. So I guess i'm going to have to make a seperate Diary. One for my harry potter and random gossipy wibblings and one for me only. There is also a third thing which I'll do as well....and I guess everthing else that does not come under Potter and Me will be there....which means ........

.........since most people know about this blog. I'm going to have to restrict it to Potterdom things. But for all those narrowminded muggles out there, do not despair. i will provide entertainment for you! The provision process may take a while but it will be worth it in the end -- trust me!?

So until I get my other Diary up and until I get the 3rd surprise up i'll continue to randomly put jigsaw puzzled thoughts here for you meander through.

Draco Veritas Update: Personally......too much angst. Harry is falling apart and Draco is bleeding to death. Pansy is in love with Ron and I'm shattered at the thought that Draco and Ginny will end up together. Oh well. *pout* Lucis is getting on my nerves for not dying properly and I wish Hermione would hurry up and take a bath. I don't know whether cassieclaire is going to make a twisted ending.....but when she finishes her Dormiens/Sinister/Veritas series....Potterdom will take a dive downhill for the time being....until of course the release for Chamber of Secrets comes out in November! By that time I plan to herd up a group of potter freaks and sally forth to the local or not so local cinemas premiere for me toots.

And in December my lotr frenzy will also be renewed with the release of The Two Towers. I must invest in a pervy hobbit fanicers T-shirt. Trouble is...its very hard to remain a fangirl of that hobbit when he's nancing around pinching his skanky gf's bottom. *snertle*

oOOoooOh...I hate it when my hands freeze up on me! No one is around to take me shopping and i'm stuck in this hell hole for a wee bit longer until someone decides that i'm worth talking to again......anyway someone tell me what's happening with the world cup finals on sunday night? are we going to Jo's or are we going to pub? If it's the latter i want to make sure i'm cheering for the right team.

Trying to draw Queen Nerfetiti....she's such a bitch to draw. Curse her silly bust. *thwack* not THAT bust.

i want to get a coppery coloured satin dress! for summer of course.....i know we haven't even reached the middle of winter yet.....but a girls got to think ahead! And i want a pair of red pointy shoes with a matching baguette. Ooh! And when I've lost a few inches around the waist line I'm treating myself to a nice pair of Marc jeans! you know....if that man scrubbed up a bit and shaved.....he'd be a bit of a woobie. so would nicolas quisquierieoiewfhoirwhoi;huroifl;ihjds however you spell his name.....that designer from Balanciaga.

I take back all i've ever said about Austrailian designers. Aside from Peter Morrisey....they're not too bad. Michelle Jank is my favourite...coming a very close second is Sass&Bide. Love their work. They are woobies who make you buy $350 skirts that look like it came from a salvage bin and their talent is that they make you think it's cool. but it is!

So much to do so little time, so much people to see, places to be.....just not enough of me to go around. I hope i dont' spread myself a little to thinly these hols. I want to be refreshed and ready to attack next semester.

Here's my leaving notes:

Ramit -- you are a semi woobie, you would have been a very glompy indian with beautiful eyes and long lashes....had you been born a girl. see you soon.
Claudia -- you are a woobie because i say you are and because i've know you for so long. it's impossible for me not call you one if we've known each other for almost 5 years and can still get along without seeing each other every day. :::glomps::: I have this fab nick name for you cluad.....but i cant for the life of me figure it out. Tell me when you figure it out ok
Joel -- are you not talking to me? i have been a semi asshat and you've been the other chewed half. let us kiss and make up but skip the kissing.
Thaddeus -- where have you been? and i want to steal your sisters drawings.....so to do the polite thing maybe you can tell her for me in advance. oh and tell her to direct her artist talents at drawing a harry potter picture for me. this is for you thads :you WILL read cassandraclaire fanfic........*glares*
Justin -- if anyone walked around this earth with half his brain under his left over soggy wheatbix - dahling it's you. In the wise words of Audrey Hepburn in My Fair lady "move yer ass".
Ben -- the greatest wobbie of all.......can i adopt you?
Tomich -- you are a punk for not replying my msgs. I feel snubbed and ignored and will not forgive you until you come to my house with a tub of cookies and cream ice cream dressed up as.......a power puff girl
Hayley -- you are a very very uberly wicked white assed potter lover. you and becs need to go to schnoogles soon and take citizenship. Gimme a buzz....else your bitch ass is becs.
Wtenyalh -- this is to encompass everyone else who comes here from time to time (you thought it was my imaginery frend). I really have no idea who reads this load of shit -- you are all so sad. What's worse is i'm even sadder writing like i'm actually writing to someone. Plz remember to remind me to tell Kung that Toan doesn't love him and that Jack will 'never let go" because he needs to go read Draco Trilogy right now. Imperative.

In closing: Much Ado About Nothing is great. Currently David Eddings isn't really hitting the spot.....but that's only one book. Maybe he'll get it right next time around. ARgh Book 5????????!!!!!

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2002-06-04T10:26:00.000-07:00

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I like to think that everyone is really a character in my strange fictional world - I don't care if no-one outside it has a clue what I'm on about.

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2002-06-04T10:15:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T10:00:00.000-07:00

What Type of Villain are You?

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2002-06-04T09:54:00.000-07:00

You have high standards for yourself, and try desperately to live up to them. But when you are unable to reach those goals, you fall into a deep depression. People see you as a brilliant person, yet inside, you are full of self-doubt and fear of failure. You need to set more reasonable goals.

Your song is: About to Crash

Which degree of inner turbulence are you?

This quiz was made by Dionae

Gee 1st degree huh...hmmm honestly in these quizes never get you want you want!

2002-06-04T09:49:00.000-07:00

You're GREED! You like to think money's the most important thing in life, and you want it all to yourself. You're represented by the color yellow.

hahaha i'm greed...but if you check out the other shall we call them 'options' well they were crappy. i'd rather greed than slothiness! that's my justification!

2002-06-04T09:46:00.000-07:00

Find your emotion!

i dont noe where they got that from...yeh im possibly passionate...but about love? well who noes!

2002-06-04T09:45:00.000-07:00

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Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You are an exotic beauty who enchants everyone you meet. You have a special love for music and dance. You are very kind to strangers, regardless of appearances, but you don't always see beyond good looks when romance is involved. You have a strong attachment to your community, whether that be made up of family, friends, or both, and you never forget your heritage. Your beauty might attract the wrong sort, so take care that you're not taken advantage of. Luckily you don't die at the end of the Disney movie, although in the book you're hanged.

2002-06-04T09:41:00.000-07:00

Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You are one of the first Disney princesses to stand up for her rights as a woman. While you may NOT be a prize to be won, you are still quite the hottie, especially in that red harem girl outfit. Even when things may not seem the best at home, try to remember that running away from your problems solves little. You are easily tricked and manipulated, both by your enemies and people who love you. You have a special fondness for tigers.

2002-06-04T09:30:00.000-07:00

Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You are a quick-witted tough dame with a tongue of steel. This jaded, cynical outlook is your suit of armor worn to protect you from further hurt and mistreatment. You may have been burned in the past by a love. Though your history weighs on your mind, you still have a little bit of faith in love. Don't deny it, girlfriend! Let go of the past and move on, embracing life's possibilities. But being more optimistic doesn't mean you have to lose your wit or independence!

2002-06-04T09:25:00.000-07:00

Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You have the heart of a rebellious teenage girl. In your struggle to assert your independence, don't forget all your family does for you. You might have materialistic tendencies. It wouldn't hurt to take stock of your possessions and give all the things you no longer use to Goodwill. Everyone finds your youthful, innocent good looks attractive, but remember that you have a mind (or at least a voice), too. You are totally in love with the sea and would do well with a man who also loves the outdoors.

2002-06-04T09:18:00.000-07:00

Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You live in a dreamworld all your own. Perhaps you escape to this fantasyland to get away from your troubled past. Because of your preoccupied nature, you might ignore the well-meaning warnings of your parents or guardians. But remember that not all strange men in the forest are Prince Charmings, no matter how well they dance. A friend to animals (and who isn't?), you are especially fond of owls. (You're probably a Harry Potter fan as well.) Be careful that you don't sleep away your life waiting for true love's kiss.

2002-06-04T09:14:00.000-07:00

Which of the Disney Princesses are you?

You are a true bookworm and dream of a life better than the simple, quiet one you lead now. Your good looks can attract the town jerks, but you manage to ignore them most of the time. Sometimes you feel like you're surrounded by idiots. So what are you waiting for? You don't need your father to be kidnapped to get out and see the world. Although you can be stubborn, you're also very compassionate and see beyond people's façades.

2002-06-04T09:08:00.000-07:00

What are you? Visit survey.JUNKIE!

2002-06-04T08:59:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:51:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:42:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:40:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:39:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:34:00.000-07:00

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2002-06-04T08:29:00.000-07:00

What Jelly Belly flavor are you? I'm -

Find your flavor here!

2002-06-04T07:57:00.000-07:00

You're Standing On My Neck

This is my stop
Got to get off
I may go pop

Excuse me
Excuse me
I've got to be direct
If I'm wrong please correct
You're standing on my neck
You're standing on my neck
You're standing on my neck

You look right through me
you say I'm gloomy
Well, so sue me

Excuse me
Excuse me
I've got to be direct
It's like a big train wreck
You're standing on my neck
You're standing on my neck
You're standing

Nothing is like I planned it
So honey I can't stand it
Wish I was made of granite
(Daria) I must be on another planet
la la la la la, la la la la la
(guitar solo)

This is my stop
Got to get off
I may go pop

Excuse me
Excuse me
I've got to be direct
If I'm wrong please correct
You're standing on my neck
You're standing on my neck
You're standing on my neck
la la la la la, la la la la la (to fade)

2002-06-04T07:16:00.000-07:00

If I lived in Middle-Earth, it would be in:
Lothlorien or Rivendell

You prefer the tranquilty and peacefulness of nature and enjoy the milder seasons of the year. While you know it is necessary to keep in contact with other living beings, most of the time you enjoy the seclusion of an aesthetically pleasing, woodland environment.

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2002-06-04T05:41:00.000-07:00

It was a dark and stormy night…[June 3rd, 2002]

The weather is absolutely beautiful! If I were a murder/mystery writer this would be ultimate condition in which to delve into a thrilling cold-blooded murder masterpiece…I think if I marry a rich archeologist just like Agatha Christie I’ll jot down some sordid and bloody thoughts on paper. You know…one way to get rid the of fear of something is to write about it. I don’t think it’s a proven or conclusive fact that is bound to work but I think it might help

Music: ‘Eternal Flame’ - The Bangles

Mood: At one with my ‘inner child’.

Draco Update: I think when I meet a ‘Draco’…I wouldn’t believe it - just too good to be true. Sure I’m a cynic…but is there such thing as a cynical romantic? Currently I’ve downloaded a Dan Radcliffe mp3 skin. He is such a gorgeous little boy! I want my son to look like him! . I can’t think how they are going to get through the next few books as movies when Rupert Grint is already going to be way too old for Prisoner of Azkaban. However I’m ever so use to the picture of those people playing the three musketeers that I don’t really want another person to play Ron. Tom Felton is already 15 this year…which means maybe they might keep him for Draco in the next 3 movies? If his looks and ahem hair improves - maybe will reconsider seeing him a new light. Right now he is nothing compared to fanon Draco. Will be slightly entertained to see who they choose to play Cho Chang. I think if not for the fact that she is chinese (or asian at least) - I would totally not mind seeing her upside down on her broomstick being hit by bludgers during a Quidditch match. What a snotty moron to string Harry along like she does. Wonder if Harry himself will ever invest in contacts or opt for laser? But of course not…he wouldn’t be the same Harry if he didn’t have those perfectly circular specs of his. And he really does suit them! Argh! Will not find Harry ooglesome…mainly because canon Harry is too much of a goody-goody tortured hero…and fanon Harry goes through monthly cycle of teenage angst every 2hrs. Although Malfoy himself does suffer a bit of angst himself. But that just adds to his appeal. Hahaha! Claudia said to me “Sounds like you like Draco”…LoL~! Btw - i think being in love might possibly feel like being in a bottomless pit and having an eternal sinking sort of feeling in your stomach? Kind of like 'butterflies' -- whatever 'butterflies' actually feel like.

Blimey…have found another good fanfic!! I think I’ll post up the links! All the goods fanfics I happened to meander into during my fruitful net surfing when I ought to have been studying. Zut alore! Je suis desole! But until i learn how to hyperlink with this blog you'll have to cut and paste the url's.

Cassandra Claire's: Draco Dormiens @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/cassie/DD01.html
Cassandra Claire's: Draco Sinister @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/cassie/DS01.html
Cassandra Claire's: Draco Veritas @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/cassie/DV01.html

Celeste Chong's: Heart's Desire @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/cassie/DV01.html

Fiction Alley http://www.schnoogle.com/

Aleximoon's: Their Room
Melissa D's: We'll Always Have Paris @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/melissad/WAHP01.html
Yael's: Krum Do I Love? @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/yael/KDIL01.html
Yael's: Draco Falore @ http://www.schnoogle.com/authors/yael/DF01.html

And here’s the famous and much read and admired Very Secret Diaries by the Goddess herself Cassandra Claire:
~*~The Very Secret Diaries~*~ @ http://diaries.diagon.org/

Also go check out Drawings by ‘Nilah’ - of course I’m not acquainted with her personally but I do from afar (and I’m willing to bet ‘afar’ is so the truth) admire all her lotr VSD pics. Aragorn and Legolas fighting over Anduril just way too awesome.

I would also like to add wagon’s full of hobbit love and hugs to the folks at Tyrotinge. Their Mai-tai Malfoy is just the best anime-style pic of Draco I have ever squeed over! Check out their oozing talent here:
~*Tyro ~ tinge*~ @ http://www.tyrotinge.com/
My personal faves are of course maitai Draco and I think blaise zambini was done fabulously as well.

Ok that’s enough sharing for now…I like to keep some of my own spoils to myself…greedy pervy hobbit fancier that I am.

In Closing: Elijah Wood’s current beau (skanki bit of hobbit weed that she is) is some actress from the daytime sitcom (shitcom more like it) “Zoe”. Honestly, and it’s rumored he dumped Mandy Moore for her! Ok…this hobbit is defn’ly visually impaired.

Another Day of asuka reckoning : [June 4th, 2002]
The last post and the next few post are entries that I’ve typed into Microsoft word Diary and date back from whatever the date it says.

Music: ‘First Love’ - Utada Hikaru

I can’t believe they’re showing every World Cup match at the Tavern on a projection screen. However the atmosphere is very very exciting and hyped. The great thing about the world cup is that it brings together so many countries and cultures together…even in competition…people throw aside racial clashes and unite (in one sense) for something as simple as a soccer game. Geez China sucked! Their goalie was such a loser! Ack! At least they qualified…unlike my home turf. Oz failed to get into the world cup twice in a row! But that may be because Uruguay is a fairly good team. Ha! But the best thing about World Cup is not just the soccer itself…speaking for myself alone I enjoy soccer politics. Red card here and there…what a blast!

I’ve decided to force upon all my devoted bloggers a tiny spec of Harry Potter fan fiction…of course in moderate doses to let the addiction sink in slowly! This is not my own story (like I have the talent or the time) it’s just a result of browsing in the wonderful world of *~*ScHnOogLes*~* -- schnoogles is a place I love to drown myself in and submerse my mind into to absorb all the witty and crack-pot tragedy. Let the Drama unfold!…

Nota Bene: For all those sick sad people out there (you know I don’t mean it literally) who have not had the joys of plummeting their souls into JK Rowling’s masterpiece, do not be afraid to attempt this fanfic…complete prior knowledge of all 4 previous HP books not necessary – and viewing the movie itself is a substantial foundation for you to delve into this story!…

<2hrs later> Stuff it…here’s some extracts instead.

Author: Celeste Chang
H e a r t ' s D e s i re e
Chapter Four - Dementors and Animagi

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The four sixth-years stared at each other as Dumbledore left. For once, even Draco was at a loss for words.
"I feel really, really sorry for the world," Ron began airily, flinging his arms back in a nonchalant stretch that earned him incredulous looks from Harry, Hermione, and Draco, who definitely felt that this was no time for relaxation.
"And why is that?" Draco snapped irritably, his fangs glinting briefly in the dim red light pulsing softly from Fawkes's wings and tail.
Ron gazed sidewise at Draco, looking smug. "'Cause it's got to put up with you as a 'Protector', Malfoy. From what I've seen of you and your family, you'd rather watch it burn than ruin your good looks saving it." The line was delivered teasingly, but there was true malice buried beneath the taunt.
~*~*~*~*~
Harry and Ron got back to the Gryffindor common room late- at around nine o'clock. They'd first gone down to see Professor Dumbledore about the Mirror, and caught him prowling the hallways on the fourth floor.
"The Mirror again, eh?" he'd said, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "Did you find out what Draco saw in that Mirror?"
Harry shook his head. "And frankly," he said, "I don't want to know. Hermione might though, she found him first."
Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully. "Would you two move the Mirror to another room?" he asked finally. "I'd like to see if I can find Miss Granger. Mr. Malfoy's mental state is of great importance right now."
"Really?" Ron said. "That's a losing battle, he's already gone off the deep end."
~*~*~*~*~
They continued thus through the entire day. There were only two disturbances- once was when a Muggle plane was spotted on the horizon, and they all had to duck into the clouds to avoid being seen. The second disturbance was when Draco lost his wings. Abruptly.
"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit!!!!!!!" was how Draco announced this occurrence.
"Again, Malfoy?" Ron said, looking back at Draco, who was clinging to his broom, sans wings and looking extremely irritable.
"It was good that that happened, actually," Draco said with a hint of his old drawl in his voice as he pulled himself onto his broomstick. "They were getting sore."
"What, your wings or your bollocks?"
"Harry, remember, he hasn't got any, he's a gay git."
"Oh yeah. Thanks for reminding me, Ron. I feel the need to go hurl now."
~*~*~*~*~
The dragoness's tail whipped forward as he thought, almost taking his head off. A spike on the end tore into his left shoulder painfully, drawing blood.
Ow.
Okay, this was serious. He would have to use the spell or else get his head bitten off.
"Cruento," he muttered slowly, raising his wand in a deliberate, slashing arc.
The dragoness's hide exploded in a hundred places with a shower of blood and an unearthy, high shriek of agony from the dragon. Her long neck arched back as five wounds opened along it, one at a time, each spewing a misty firerain of blood. Through a haze of red blood-mist, he saw the horrified visages of the three Gryffindors, and the conscience that he had thought he didn't have squirmed with guilt. They had good reason to look horrified- that was a hell of a lot of blood there.
The bloody throat arced down as the dragoness's anguished amethyst eyes fixed on him, holding a mixture of horror and respect.
You know the Dark Magic, Dragonspeaker, she hissed in a strained voice. How cruel of you to use them on me.

What spell exactly was that?" Ron was saying, a calculating look in his sharp blue eyes. "I've never seen anything like that."
"Cruentas Curse," Draco said succinctly. "Opens a hundred cuts along the victim's body." He looked around at the mildly accusing expressions around him, before adding softly. "It is Dark Magic."
~*~*~*~*~
Hermione had been doing a bit of thinking during the conversation.
She'd watched Draco's behavior carefully. It seemed strange to her, the way he was acting. He had had a perfect oppurtunity to start pissing Ron off by insulting his family as the Slytherin usually did, but he had let it drop. She didn't see why this was, especially as Ron's animosity towards Draco was by no means diminished.
Then there was the issue of the dragoness herself. Draco had shown concern and open reluctance to use the spell. She'd have thought he would not have hesitated to cause injury to others, judging by the macabre, sadistic behavior he'd shown in earlier years. But it seemed she had judged wrong- Draco evidently did have the capacity for concern.
Maybe it was her hormones. Draco was not an unattractive specimen. In fact, she could almost discern the difference in general appearance between Harry and Draco now. (Strange, how, when she thought of him, she called him Draco and not Malfoy) Draco's good looks were... almost ethereally feminine in nature. He could almost be called beautiful. Harry, on the other hand, had good looks that were definitely too rough to be anything but masculine. He had a certain aura about him that defined him as handsome.
As the four traveled leisurely back to where they'd left their packs, Hermione edged up to Draco, and took his hand.
Draco's heart stopped in shock and panic. Did she know? How could she possibly know his thoughts?
"Here," she said in a business-like, almost aggressive manner, prying his hand open and depositing the vials in it. "You can't expect me to carry around all your things for you." She released his hand and promptly placed a foot of space between them.
Draco's heart resumed beating at a slightly faster pace than before. "I didn't know you had them," he muttered, somehow keeping his hormones from making his words tremulous. "If I had known, I wouldn't have made you hold them," he said snappishly.
Hermione glanced up at him. The sun was beginning its downward descent, and shadows had already come out from their usual midday haunts in the darkest places to cling eerily about Draco. She was shrewd enough now to look beyond Draco's snappishness to the uncertainty beneath those words. "Well, I did have them, so you have to hold them," she said lamely, realizing in retrospect that her words had sounded really, really stupid.
She expected him to make some sort of snide remark, but he held his silence. She took this oppurtunity to wonder how that touch had felt to him, as if it were an athletic feat he might judge. She certainly knew how it had felt to her. His hand had been smooth and slender, with long, slim fingers. It was one that had never had to work at menial tasks before. Hermione had no way of knowing that it was also a hand that had received agonizing blows from a whip until it was a scarred mass of bleeding, mutilated skin and flesh. The only reason Draco's hands and body did not bear scars from these beatings was because Lucius did not want an heir with scarred skin.
The two looked at each other uncomfortably. Their gazes locked, and both froze, then looked away quickly.
I never realized it was *this* far to our packs... Hermione thought nervously. She later thought that maybe this was because she was so uncomfortable, but at the moment, every second seemed to stretch out into miniature pockets of eternity.
Further embarrassment was forestalled when they arrived upon the pack location. Breaking the security charms, they gathered their things wordlessly, and set off back for Charlie's camp. Charlie had indeed left a trail- a pulsing, soft light that flitted along the ground. Harry had a strong feeling that Muggles would not be able to see it.
He took the oppurtunity to flick occasional glances at Hermione and Draco. They were walking off to the side, about three feet from each other. The perfect picture of indifference. Yet Harry could feel something there, as if the two were trying to find out about each other without getting discovered.
He'd watched their behavior for the past few days now, him and Ron together. Ron hadn't been so much concerned as he had felt betrayed (How could Hermione even spare a second glance on that goddamn git?!), but Harry felt like he was trying to hold on to Hermione but slowly losing her with every passing second.
He'd known he liked Hermione for a while now. He'd given up on Cho in fifth year- ever since Cedric's death she'd become distant, unreachable- a shadow of the friendly, vivacious girl he'd known before.
Hermione was so close to me, and I never knew. Maybe these things take time to grow.
He gazed at her. She was smart, even beautiful now, and he admired her. Wasn't that the same as liking her?
Yes, it was, he thought firmly to himself. There's something about her that I love.
Ron had given him a knowing look when Harry had shyly revealed this information. "Of course," Ron's voice came floating from the back of Harry's mind, "You two have been together so long you've got used to each other." The redhead grinned. "I dunno how you did it. There are still some times when I can barely stand her."
Harry had smiled. "There's just something about her. Her poise, I guess."
"You mean her poise when she threatened to chuck a vial of Melting Solution at you once in Potions? You really pissed her off then... I thought she'd actually do it."
"No!" Harry had broken off to stare into the fire. "It's just... I can't define it."
Ron gazed at Harry in smiling disbelief. "You are smitten, Harry. Was it the hair potion? It really is working, you know, and those teeth are much, much better now..."
"Are you talking about me?" Hermione had broken into the conversation, and the rest of the evening had been spent doing homework together...
Harry brought his thoughts back to the present slowly. He stole another glance at the pair before he realized that he might actually have to compete with Draco for Hermione.
The sentence sounded stupid, even in his head. Why did he have to compete with Malfoy, of all people?, he thought, pushing down the uneasy feeling in his chest. He should be able to win Hermione's favor easily.

Little snippets to amuse you since you’re obviously bored out of your mind (cos ur reading my blog aren’t you).
However personally as much as Celeste’s Draco is fairly reminiscent of Cassie’s Draco…I think Cassie’s Draco is much more suave and *ooglesome*…what I want to know is who came up with the first Cassie-like fanon Draco character first? I’m willing to place my bets on Cassandra Claire.
Merci beaucoup: Mr Garg – who so kindly got back my tartarus account for me sooner than I could have done! Heehee – oh charitable benefactor! c'est bien!

Asuka’s Stolen Candy: Feeling Kinky?
Admit it: Warm weather brings out the kinky in you.
For some, this means wearing less and showing more. But what if you're not into public displays of sexiness?
Get yourself a battery-operated, handheld whirling tool.
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Sounds like a plan for the season: Keep the kink where it belongs.

Available online at www.conair-store.com

2002-06-03T21:14:00.000-07:00
It's My Party and I'll Hide if I Want To

Trent

"Hey... the night holds the key." -Jane's Addition
"I'm always late, that's why I don't wear a watch, they depress me." -Jane's Addition
"It's like that REM video, except you can't read anyone's mind." -Road Worrier
(sung) "Please tell me why being such a modern guy makes me feel like a bearded girl." -Daria!
"Well... it is nice and warm in here, unlike the Tank. Bet your doors lock too." -Lane Miserables
"Maybe I will wind up a townie doing Doors covers." -Road Worrier

bah! silly ck has just taught me how to connect to irc from gp3...icq and irc in gp3! bwahhhhhhhhhhhh!! what utter torture!

Hmmm...Steph has whole Agatha Christie collection...i'm so jealous! no no fair! bah! I havnt even started my Enid Blyton Collection yet!...i cant believe i gave away all my Enid Blyton books to my cousins! what a waste!!! I hade almost the whole damn collection! And i'm still looking for my Arabrina Nights.

Tried to print out my stupid Management tutes but heck..the damn page just froze on me and i cant even shut the silly thing down.

Dress Code: Perhaps might have overdone it today...i think it's the knee length red skirt...pleated and slightly a-line! ha ha I don't care. But red sure does attract a lot of attention. I see girls glare at me. Esp'ly since i'm wearing my knee-high boots too.

Daily Whinge:Some guys are just so not gentlemen! Like phooey phooey phooey! I just can't stand men (boys?) who don't open doors, stand aside, pull out chairs and carry heavy objects for ladies. Maybe i ought to start living in the Now! but unfornunately i cant! Just cos women are allowed to feminists does that mean guys can evole to become jerkists?

Enough of this blogging...no more blogging until after exams not only that...damn...got distracted and forgot wot i was going to say...toodles my doodles!

2002-06-03T20:08:00.000-07:00

Which Classic Book Are You?

Book: Homer's The Iliad.

Synopsis: The Iliad is one of the two great epics of Homer, and is typically described as one of the greatest war stories of all time, but to say the Iliad is a war story does not begin to describe the emotional sweep of its action and characters: Achilles, Helen, Hector, and other heroes of Greek myth and history in the tenth and final year of the Greek siege of Troy.

Excerpt: Thus then were the Achaeans hemmed in at their ships, calling out to one another and raising their hands with loud cries every man to heaven. Nestor of Gerene, tower of strength to the Achaeans, lifted up his hands to the starry firmament of heaven, and prayed more fervently than any of them. 'Father Jove,' said he, 'if ever any one in wheat-growing Argos burned you fat thigh-bones of sheep or heifer and prayed that he might return safely home, whereon you bowed your head to him in assent, bear it in mind now, and suffer not the Trojans to triumph thus over the Achaeans.'

Amazon: The Iliad

Which Classic Book Are You?

2002-06-02T23:48:00.000-07:00
Helen: "Daria, do you have to look at everything in such a negative light?"
Daria: "Could you possibly be refering to the harsh light of reality?" -Write Where It hurts

Argh! useless wassock left w/o me! i hate it when she does that...of couse it might have been my fault for assuming that she would be late, although i DO recall her saying specifically to me and she did press on me the fact that she might around at 11ish or so...did i go at 12ish? If i did...in the ways of the world - my bad.

Damn i tried to print out all my tutorial answers but somehow i've managed to skip so many and have only printed weeks 2, 9 and 10...maybe i shouldnt close the screen before it's finished spooling. and i hate these keyboards over this side of GP3 - it's so hard to press downwards! *ugh*

Man i saw riko at the cafe just a several minutes back and he acted like a bit of a jerk (to say the least) at first....but his attitude seemed to get better...of course it was defn'ly due to my uber civility that he seemed to relax a little and stop being a git. All in all he is a cool guy to hang around...for wholesome fun when he's not acting like he's got a carrot stuck up his what have you.

Jane: "Are you sure annoying your parents is good grounds for a relationship?"
Daria: "Hey, it was for Romeo and Juliet" - in The New Kid

Whinge NOW: I am sitting at a comp with a cold steel pole in btwn my knees because this pair of inconsiderate wacks have hogged so much damnn space in here and i cant move my comp over....also this stupid stupid oooooohhhh soooo stupid comp's screen has concaved itself inwards meaning my screen is all distorted in such a screwed up way and it's hurting my eyes! bah!

Quinn: "Check it out, my webpage has had 2500 hits in the past 3 hours!"
Daria: "I could beat that"
Quinn: "But you don't even have a webpage"
Daria: "No, but I can hit" (closes Quinn's door)
Quinn: "Ow! Mom, dad! Owww!"

Whatever Update: Finally found out who Belinda was refering to when she told me some 2nd yr chick wanted my biology notes...ha ha...ok first of all Belinda (the mediator) of course got her wires as mixed as she most possibly can...biology and MICRObiology are (for science students in the know) are way different subjects and you just cannot say biology and refer to microbiology...you can say 'micro' but not just bio....damnit it....i was so confused at who Belinda was talking about for so long!!! HA..it's quite funny actually...and i only found out because i accidently bumped into her while walking to the cafe! ahhh everyone should get the science lingo right!

Trent: "Hey Janey, got any change?"
Jane: "Hey Trent, got any shame?" -Road Worrier

haha! In the way of Brady's...Neato!

oh and even bigger neato my tute shit has finally come out and man i didnt realise there were so many pages! ha! my print quota has so more than halved! ehehehe....max it when i can

Ms Li: "Did you really think you would get away with this?"
Jane: "Well, it'd be stupid to say 'Yes' now." -Arts And Crass

How Amusement: Yong - i must be frank amuses the shit out of me...yes indeed he really helps me stay and keep regular. He's a au natural laxitive. I think he's bit of a wild card though...i agree with Ramit on his overall opinion of him. I'm glad i've got to semi-quartly know him....more so his antics. What would life be w/o a yongwise!....ah! yongwise....for some reason that just so goes! but unfortunately he isnt the 'sam' i'm looking for! and i want my very own samwise...but the persons name sound and look good with 'wise' at the end of it. I wonder if i'll have any eligable contestants.

Jane: "They're in a band Daria, these boys puke on each other on a regular basis."
Jesse to Trent: "That reminds me, you owe me a shirt." -Road Worrier

Alex Update: Calling guy reminds me of Brodie from BB....not exactly an attrractive thought...i think i'm going to have to find another non-available guy to lust after. [= wheeeeee~

Jane: "Misery loves company."
Daria: "You don't have to tell me, it's the basis of our whole friendship." -The Invitation

How am I: I'm feeling quite releaved atm. For some reason i don't feel stressed and i think finally i've got my academic life back on track and all set for the demented exams and i feel roaring to go for next semester also!

Ok...i'm going to surf some more....waiting with yong here for ck to pick us up and take us home! I plant to NOT go online tonight! hehehee....swear it! swear it on Chanel!

*Gasp Update*: Vivian got a $20 LV bag (looks and feels like the real thing) and it's so big and handy for uni life! *ooogles*~ I have to remind clara next she goes back to s'pore...heehehehe china has totally come down on people making and selling immitation goods esp;ly the branded shit. For me it's really not the brand - and i noe i see a rolling of eyes...but its more to do with the style and quality and availability.
Style- Much better style, cut/pattern for clothes nicer, shoes so much more chic and elegant not ur average run of the bum-mill shit. Same goes for handbags etc
Quality- Take for example the LV bag. Real is made from top quality leather and indian ink and i gotta finish this another day because my lift has come....maybe i'll be able to get yong to stall eehehhe
ok...quickly...good workmanship and needlework same deal for clothes !!
Availibility- this means that i hate having stuff that other pple have...if i'm the only one with it the better. when something no matter how good it is is available to everyone then i dont want it...take for example Ops!

ok i gotta go now!
*ScHnooogles!~*

Kevin: "Alright! Field trip! Where we going man?"
Daria: "The field."
Kevin: "Cool!" -Malled

2002-06-02T20:56:00.000-07:00
You've Got to be Direct...la la la la...Your're Standing on My Neck

I hate repeating myself but i love the phrase "you're standing on my neck"...i think that's just an all time classic. Hail all brains who coined that...i humbly salute you.

Ms Barch

"Oh sure, they come home at first... you feed them, you wait on them, and then after 22 thankless years of marriage, they just up and leave, no note no phone call NO NOTHING!" -The Lab Brat
"Now, before I divide the class into groups of two, who can give me another example of reinforcement? (silence) Fine, ignore me - just like he did!" -the Lab Brat

...hmmm...sounds like someone has a complex....that woman is just so butch it's unbelievable...at gp3 (again) atm...and hate it when this place gets packed...one cos i feel guilty hogging my comp just for mindless blogging (hey! it's essential i get my daily whinge down though!...not to mention i made up 'Daily whinge')...and also...i'm using icq.go...and what the heck? How on earth did my...ok...*phew*...when i logged onto this comp my account monitor read "98.wotever MB used out of 100MB"...man i nearly flipped. Because i dont recall d'l that much and i'm sure my little visits to yahoo/daria/blog/LJ pages wouldnt cost me that much!

Mr O'Neill: "Daria, you'll never guess who's waiting by the phone to hear from you!"
Daria: "That's why they took away my psychic hotline."
-In The Lost Girls

I hate casually glancing if *ahem* are sitting so within sight because it makes glancing and actually focusing impossible...ok *ahem* has got off ass...walking towards door....oh dear...results DISMAL. phooey....why God? Where have all the spunky, attractive men gone to nowadays? is there some uber exclusive hang that no one tells me about? *meanies*

Trent: "I've been practicing for 10 hours straight."
Jane: "Daria, would you say falling asleep with a guitar in your hands counts as practicing?"
Trent: "It does if you don't drop it." -The Invitation

Daily Whinge: Crickey men are just so damn effeminate these days, which of course could account for the lack of available and acceptably dateable guys around, i mean generally i dont fight or get into tiffs with guys...because guys usually have enough decency (perhaps i'll be extra kinda and say brains) to avoid and give in to womens incessent whinging, nagging and hass. And if and when they dont back down the topic of converstation is normally in jest and all is forgiven and forgotten.
However one particular person (who will not be named because [of his feminine qualities] he will have a really pre/post PMT spastic tantrum if he finds out i used his name)...this particular human being is just a bloody female! sulky...really really 'dair'. and maybe stubbornly self righteous? He knows who he is. I'm not offering a white flag...although the 'predicament' has been overly dramatised and over done. basically i wrote a entry to which his feedback comments i didnt take kindly too and got snappish and bitchy about.
In return he also got snappy and bitchish. Well maybe not exactly snappy and bitchy...but damnit i just hate and thoroughly detest people constantly tell me "bla bla wot u wrote was just way too opinionated and offensive and so not nice and wot on earth do u think you're saying you selfish self centered non-sympathatic bitch? Do you want the whole world to hate you and every bone in your body when they read your blog? Is that your life mission cos damnit if it is then you're well on the way of achieving that goal. If you don't keep your thoughts to yourself you might as well kiss all your friends adios in advance cos by the time they are done or even half way through reading your blubbering load of crap everyone is gonna be wanting a bit of ur ass - to kick into the denses most suffocating part of the universe where you will hopefully rot and stink forever and have bad bad skin and notty hair. Basically your inner attitude to friends-in-need sucks beavers and you're an absolute deliberate female jerk"
Well THAT is the general underlying msg i interperated from his icqmsg. *shrug* obviously he's either too bz with pre-exam stressing to pop me his usual online salutations or (and i prefer to think its this reason because it if isnt i'm going to feel like a real PMT-ish git and *squirm*)....or he is slightly peeved off at my ' outrageous outbrust of female frustration and womanly anger'.

Phew...i feel really super duper getting that off my chest! I'm a brat...sue me.

Jane: "Do you know CPR?"
Daria: "I once gave the Heimlich Maneuver to Quinn,"
Jane: "Did it work?
Daria: "She wasn't choking."

Ok...now i have got to dash because i have to meet leelee at cafe to scab a lift home with her...but i'm going to have to print off some itf lecture notes first....*does a ferret-jig*....no more itf lectures! ~wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!

In closing: Life is good because we have tight jeans on guys are just so wrong.
Kevin: "Hey Daria, what'd you get for number one?"
Daria: "The thing about 'Who I Really Am'?"
Kevin: "Yeah"
Daria: "Try 'cross-dresser'"
Kevin: "Thanks man!" -College Bored

2002-06-02T18:40:00.000-07:00
You're Standing on My Neck...la la la la....

"Are you trying to give the public eye conjunctivitis?" -Daria (The Lost Girls)

Ok...last week of uni...and have already prepared body for post-exam binge. Let me give you a run down on things which are fresh in my mind at 9:12am on a beautiful Monday morning.
1. Piks talked to me in the car. Her voice is still annoying but i guess even when we were friends i still found it so. am getting the hang of being nice to her though...and possibly vice versa. i think i dont hate her anymore. i would like to be able to not hate anyone because honestly its such a waste of time and energy hating people, ignoring them and making them non-existant is so much easier. the fact that we generally share the same circle of friends makes the last option...not an option...means i'm going to have to accept civility and maybe not mend the whole fence...but perhaps a picket or two. Damn the girl's got gr8 skin too.

"Daria: Gee, maybe E.T. came in my room and touched my navel whily I slept. Jane: Boy, Daria... you have the weirdest sex dreams." -Daria and Jane (Pierce Me)

2. I'm not so freaked with exams as I was a week ago now. hehehe. In fact right now me and my itf text book have called truce. i give it some good lovin for at least an hour every night and it leaves me alone for the rest of the day. sweet.

"Daria do you think long distance relationships work? Yeah..maybe you and I should try one." -Daria and Quinn(That Was Then...This is Dumb)
"Isn't "exciting assignment" a contradiction in terms?" -Jane [Jane's Addiction]

3. I still cannot understand the male species. The whole mantra "no fat chicks" is still up there with "bring me food *grunt*", but when i say Miss China had a really hot bod they all jump down my throat and say she looked like she was a malnutritioned Ethiopian on a diet...of course i'm only female which makes my opinion lack substance. Miss Russia of course was the absolute winner (no surprises there). But the 2nd runner up? Hello? Did the judges just go through partial/total visual impairment during that point in time? Looking at all of them really motivates me to lose weight and get fit! But we'll have to postpone that thought for the holidays.

"The whole thing's enough to turn your stomach. Which I guess is good if you want to be a model... eases the transition to bulemia." -daria(This Year's Model)

4. Eks...freak at 2 o' clock

"Don't worry, I don't have low self-esteem. It's a mistake. I have low esteem for everyone else." -Daria (from Esteemsters)
"I like having low self-esteem. It makes me feel special." -Jane(from Esteemsters)

5. I have given up: Cheese, KFC, Nutella, whitebread (if there's a choice btwn it and wholegrain), excess eating. I am determined to order salads whenever i go out to eat from here on after. Amen.

"Smart is not a four-letter word. That would be smar." -Daria

6. My little 'fringe' is pissing the hell out of me...maybe it wasnt such a good idea after all. aim: hairwise - grow hair long...very long...long enough to perm...make me a goldilocks.

"I'm sorry they added those ugly blue m+m's!" "I'm sorry my parents didn't stop at 1 child." - Daria and Jane

7. I'm sorry i ate cake last night.

Things you did know or notice about the show.
Ms. Li has a statue of Budha on her bookcase.
Daria has pink slippers.
The Morgendorffer's never wear seat belts.
Jane's mother wears red pants with black stripes.
Jane has three earrings in her left ear.
Trent has three earrings in both ears and three rings on both hands.
Brittany lives in Crewe Neck (Private & Proud)
Mrs. Gupty is on the parking lot tram when Daria visits the Mall of the Millenium.
The Morgendorffers doesn't wear seat belts on the way to the medieval far.
The Morgendorffers seem to eat only lasange for dinner.
Upchuck drives a Volvo.
In Daria's room, there's a poster of a human skeleton half buried in dirt on the wall, a poster of a bone on the door, and a human skull and various other bones scattered around on the floor.
There's a stuffed smiley face on Quinn's bed.
Sick Sad World is on channel 3.
The actual animation work of "Daria" is done in Korea.
Producing each half-hour episode takes 10 months.

8. *gasp* cute guy at 10 o' clock

"My cat, he like, got into my makeup or something and like, OD'd on foundation and he spent the whole day puking." (Sandi) -The Misery Chick

9. I cant believe Cassandra Claire has stopped wibbling in her LJ! Life has ceased to have meaning for me from this point on! oh miserabld Woe! Meah?! I think she said something about 'writers block' ok she didnt say anything exactly like that but i think that's basically what she meant. there was nothing else to update us on in the lotr and hp world. however when is the fanfic Draco Veritas going to be finished because as far as i'm concerned...there needs too be more...more....more...i think i'm echoing in here.

"She knows she's a winner/she couldn't be thinner/now she goes to the bathroom/and vomits up dinner." -Jane and Daria's poster causes a stir in Arts and Crass

10. Cute guys (as i was talking to some guy abt last night) just don't do it for me. I think they need to be shockingly and devestatingly handsome etc before they're going to make me even think about swooning. Leo DeCap is such a fart.
At this point in time i don't think Draco is handsome...fanon Draco...didn't cassie say that he was just 'veela' beautiful?

shit...i'll be back later...must dash to an itf lecture...toodles my doodles
i leave you now with another Daria Quote until i return

Brittany: "But babe, we've never been separated on a lab project before, what'll we do?"
Daria: "Pass?"

2002-05-30T03:57:00.000-07:00
Four things you would eat on the last day of your life:
-a hell of a lot of chocolate and all things chocolate related other than chocolate covered liquorice sticks.
-japanese peanuts.
-Butternut pumpkin
-custard egg-tarts.

Four CDs from your collection that you will never get tired of:
- Beatles, "One"
- Matchbox Twenty, "Mad Season"
- Oasis “What’s the Story Morning Glory” and “Definitely Maybe”
- Classical tapes.

Four movies that made you think:
- The Shawshank Redemption
- Pride & Prejudice
- Lord of the Rings:
- Spice Girls-“Spice World”…my thoughts: Damn wot a shite movie

Four celebrities you would shag:
- Orlando Bloom
- Elijah Wood…I think
- Alex from The Calling (all this time and I still don’t know his last name!)
- The guy who plays “Oliver Wood” in HP.

Four vacations you would have taken:
- New York-shop main agenda, living in the city that never sleeps sounds fab.
- France-only for the shopping oh yeah.
- Seaside villa anywhere romantic
- Turkey and Egypt.

Four songs you get stuck in your head frequently:
- Madonna, “I’ll remember”
- Michelle Branch, "Everywhere"
- Sammi Cheng, “Gum cheng seen shuen”-I think that’s what it’s called.
- TV sitcom/drama ditties.

Four things you'd like to learn:
- To speak any number of foreign languages (esp.fluent French, Japanese, mandarin, elvish)
- The art of getting what I want, when I want it and from who I want.
- Absolute knowledge of whatever I want to know. To be able to be resourceful.
- To live w/o too much guilt and conscience.

Four beverages you drink frequently:
- Water
- chinese tea
- earl grey
- honey tea drink

Four TV shows that you liked when you were a kid:
- Voltron
- Astro Boy
- Macgyver
- Murder she Wrote (don’t you dare laugh).

Four places to go in your city:
- Carillion for pancakes
- City central for shopping, in particular Kings st. for the super expensive bric-a-brac!
- the beaches (check weather forecasts for shark updates)
- trendy little restaurant alongside the swan river in south Perth.

Four things to do when you're bored:
- Read new books/re-read old books.
- Draw.
- Look at old photos and re-read old letters and diaries.
- Eat.

Four things that never fail to cheer you up:
- Reading an old favorite book.
- Catching up with old friends
- Shopping
- Eating.

2002-05-28T22:08:00.000-07:00

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2002-05-28T21:40:00.000-07:00
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TOPIC: ...What makes girls better confidantes than guys?...and how clingy is too clingy?

It may seem like the obvious answer to a pretty straight forward question...but last night I began to wonder...why do guys seek female advice and consolence over males?
It all started with a...how shall I put it?...a......soon-to-be pretty much non-existant friend of mine, who all of a sudden (or so it seemed) to have an attack of pre-g/f 'cold-feet'. If ever such a thing existed.
Allow me to reiterate the whole scenario for you. Here we have @ one end of the phone line-moi...Bored, totally mindless little old me. Unassumingly just hoping online for your typical nightly gossip session on the net.

So there i was. Chatting. Eating. Pseudo studying-as you do. When Mr Big (for lack of a better name atm) decides to surprise me with a little msg making an appointment with me for relationship consultation @ 9:40pm. How utterly quaint i thought. And totally ridiculous. How so?
1. For me to administer any type of advice/sol'n-whatever on the r/s problem, i'd have to have at least a decent amnt of knowledge/dirt on the 3rd party (ie: the g/f) not only do i not know her...I pretty much don't care whether I ever will or not.
2. Bringing me onto my second point. For us to have delved into a nity gritty Dr Feel Good eat your heart out D&M i'd have to be vaguely interested in the whole fiasco. Here's a little reality check-i dont give a rats arse abt the whole thing. Not my biz...kapish!
3. When you're not lacking in the bst/fnd department, what would compel anyone to turn to me? If you get along famously with you bst/fnd's g/f why not ask her instead? Our 'friendship' as of late hasn't exactly been on the ball-in fact the last time i'd actually spoken to him was...hey! I don't even rmb the last time i've actually had a conversation with him p-p... it's been THAT long! I hardly consider myself adequate in even discussing anything of the sort with him nowadays. Like i said it's called the 'distancing effect'. It happens when close (?) friends get taken off the shelf.
4. Hello! Peel the wool from your eyes! I'm not 'the ex' but i was 'it' (for lack of a more appropriate term atm) before her. Who in their right mental state (now that's a suggestion) would ask the 'ex-it' (ha!) for advice on an up and coming r/s? Words such as 'weird' and 'beh' spring to mind almost instantly.

Now Update: at gp3 atm...claud is next to me...well now she is and ramit is on the other computer...nerissa up at front. this place is packed man and i'm hogging this comp for self indulgence bad me-oh well

i'm going to surt the net for some more stuff ie: more quizes and surveys! hehehe whhheeee for icq.go!

2002-05-27T00:54:00.000-07:00
Ok straight into the whining today

Got icq msg from Ramit. I can’t decide whether he was telling me off or giving me a semi big brotherly sort of lecture. (have u noticed that whenever you type ‘msg’ in word it asks you whether you meant m.s.g?) anyway…he went on and on about me not knowing him and him not knowing me and that bla bla bla trust…bla bla. Which is about what I basically got out of it. Ha ha…and I thought I was whining about holly alone? Well perhaps I did drag his name into it. But it was only because the ball was rolling so fast downhill and when I rant I love to rant about anyone and everyone who seem remotely involved. I pity people who I accidentally drag into my whinges (ie: Ramit), because it’s totally not about them or their fault that they got mentioned during the time of eruption. However the basic jest of the matter came down to one simplified fact: I don’t trust him. If he or anyone is asking for 100% unquestionable trust from me-they’d better look elsewhere for friends. Because that’s not something I can give. As a part of human nature itself trust is not easily obtained and not easily kept. However Ramit (if you’re reading this-and I know you are)…after llc your runner up in terms of trust, alongside Albert etc etc, and you are one of the most selfless creatures I know. Actually…isn’t this the first time I’ve questioned my trust in you? If not…lets move along shall we…

I guess I’m just not the type to thank people and tell them how much I really do appreciate and need them. The whole showing emotions thing is honestly beyond my understanding and expertise. Perhaps I don’t deserve some people’s friendship. Perhaps some people don’t deserve mine (both in a good way and a bad way). Perhaps I’m just a big fat ain pay in the um bay. Far be it for me to hold myself up in sainthood or anything else that tickles my fancy…far be it for me to think I’m clever and everyone else exist as absolute retards. Maybe I do treat some people with less respect than I ought. I probably do.

Is it that I truly think that they are less than me socially, intellectually and what have you, I personally don’t believe it’s that…other’s may see it as that…but for me the utter truth is that-it’s just me. That’s just the way I am. Being a stuck-up, arrogant, balmy old goose makes me feel superior. It’s like some ego fetish. It’s not a put on; I don’t think I could act any other way if I tried. Being a self assured pessimist kind of makes you think more of yourself and less of others. Maybe after a few of life’s lessons I’ll be able to sing a different tune, but for now, God-just let me be.

Too much self-analysis isn’t good for you mentally. It’s enough to drive you around the bend and back.

I spent all after noon baking. Cupcakes. Apricot cupcakes. It’s my healthy alternative to chocolate chip muffins. I must say I did a pretty good job-however you don’t need to be the naked chef to whip something as simple as that up.

I was working on my itf yesterday and the bottom drawer next to me on the right was slightly ajar and mother came home from grocery shopping, naturally I leapt out of my swivel armchair with much gusto and enthusiasm (I told her to buy some chocolate) and as I scooted past the drawer all of a sudden I felt the area just below my knee on my lower left leg scrape heavily against the sharp edge of the drawer. After muttering some untypeable (beh no such word) profanities I cast a swift glance to get a glimpse the damage done…there wasn’t much sunlight coming through the curtains so all I saw was just a white deep and long scratch where I had made contact, I can hack a lot of physical pain…and there was chocolate to be had-so I ignored my injury and the pain and lolled outside to indulge myself…I think it could have been a few minutes later, while I was savoring the divine aroma of chocolate in my mouth when I felt a warm liquid trickle slowly down my left leg, glancing down I quite stupidly didn’t realize it was blood until it nearly reached my ankles. I don’t think blood spurting from my own body freaks me out as much as seeing it ooze out of another persons body. I think feeling my own physical pain is better than seeing someone else in pain. Because real/your own physical pain is easier to handle than imagined or ‘put-yourself-in-their-shoes’ pain. So now I’m worrying my little head over whether I’m going to scar my lovely legs from that little incident! I’ve got two band-aids on it and I’m praying for no scaring. But the wound is very deep and it was still bleeding a fair bit on the second day. Doh! I’m so careless with my body!

Hayley likes Hp too! I just converted her into a Cassandra-claire devotee! Hehehe…no one can hop off the bandwagon now!

Yay! My sister is such a legend! She’s managed to score three more Hercule Poirot books! If Claudia is reading this: “have you read Curtain-the last Poirot case?” At least I think that’s what it’s called. Anyway as suggested by the title, it’s Hercule’s last case and it’s such a good ending! Not utterly romantic but defn’ly fitting for a character like him. I think Agatha Christie would whoop Barbara Cartland’s immensely gigantic ass any day.

DM Update: have not as of late been reading any more hp fanfic. Still waiting for next chapter of veritas, I check every day almost-but alas…no such luck and I’m continually disappointed. CC hasn’t made anymore journal entries either. Have left her a note of encouragement and pleads on behalf of all us pervy hobbit/elf fanciers and Draco worshippers that she get her fingers rolling. Have decided Tom Fallon isn’t such a bad Malfoy after all, however am not smitten with him. Hair too greased-who does he think he is? John Trovolta. Would like to see a much more dashingly good-looking Ron in films to come. Red hair and freckles aren’t cute forever.

Mood: content. It’s been a fulfilling ood gay ay day !

Exam Update: 3 weeks left and counting. I think this week will be my last entry until I finish on the 22nd.

Had a realllly weird dream last night!! I think I was in a truck or a bus with a group of friends. And we did…stuff…and it was good…bye.

2002-05-24T20:56:00.000-07:00
MiStrEsS YoDa

hehehe..i may not be an ardent star wars fan like i am with lord of the rings-but when you come accross fanfic such as the following you've gotta take your hat off to Lucas for providing characters that give us so much entertainment! Go Yoda!

Disclaimer: Not mine and never will be. I’ll take the Jedi out on loan any time, but Lucas can keep Yoda. Oh! Mrs. Yoda is mine! You take her without permission and I will go Jedi on you with my saber :P.

A/N: In response to a somewhat-challenge from my friend Ross (Fishisan). He took advantage of my post-EP2 viewing euphoria! I saw it today (1st day out!) right after school! And it kicks major ass! Woohoo! Erm, right then. On with the fic! Oh, and I don’t know what species Yoda is. If I got it wrong, tell me, and I’ll fix it.

~*~

“Meditate too much, you do!” shrieked the angry Dagobahn from the doorway. Jedi Master Yoda just sighed.

“Sorry I am.”

“Not enough, sorry is!” she continued; before thwapping her husband with the butt end of her lightsaber. “Needs washing, the laundry does! And changed the color of my robes you have!” she yelled.

“Supposed to know not to wash brown with bright pink, I was?” he grumbled. “My fault you wear electric pink robes, it is not!”

His only response was a death glare and a ‘saber in the hands of one who was almost as good with it as he was.

“Important Jedi business on Coruscant, I have,” replied Yoda hastily, hobbling away toward the transport ship waiting to take him to the central city of the Republic and ignoring his shrieking wife behind him.

“Enough to turn anyone to the Dark Side, that woman is,” he muttered.

~*~

A/N: Okay, it was short. Deal with it. Don’t forget to review!

2002-05-24T07:11:00.000-07:00

The Vague But Nice Quiz by blusteryvirgin

2002-05-24T07:10:00.000-07:00
survey..from BENEATHthesurface
[01] What's your first name? Stellllllaaaaaaaaarrrrrr
[02] Middle name? Stellllaaarrrrrrrrrrrr
[03] Last name? Stelllaaaarrrrrrr
[04] Nicknames? You know them all-*you* gave them too me
[05] Age? Oh the woes of being 20
[06] Sex? female
[07] Birthday? January 2nd 1982 (which is good date don’t you think)
[08] Your sign? Capricorn
[09] Where do you live? Perth, w.a
[10] Do you have a boy/girlfriend? no
[11] If so what's her/his name? no
[12] Have you ever been in love? no
[13] Who are/were your crushes? Honestly! You think I’d put them down here!! Too cringe some!
[14] Do u have any piercings? Only one on each ear
[15] If so what do you have/want pierced? If I was feeling really crazy…possibly my belly button
[16] Do you have a tattoo or want one? I don’t have one and what I’d get we’ve already discussed before…damn these quizzes are rather repetitive don’t you think?
[17] If so what kind and where? *as above mate!*
[18] Where do you shop at the most? Subi markets and colonnade and CT
[19] What color is your hair? Dark brown
[20] What color are your eyes? Dark brown (the most boring combination ever!)
[21] How tall are you? 168cm
[23] Do you smoke? No-but I hear its very good for losing weight hey!
[24] Do your friends smoke? Some, personally I don’t mind so long as its not near me when I’m eating or breathing.
[25] Who are your closest friends? Lee-ling
[27] Who are your best friends online? Currently-ben
[28] Do you like Bath & Body Works? I guess if I knew what it was I would!
[29] Kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use? p-prov, sometime j&j and palmolive
[30] Is your hair short or long? Irritatingly mid-length-oh why wont it grow!
[31] Do you like to shop? Didn’t I already say I was female? Bring me a female who hates shopping and I’ll buy you lunch
[32] what sports do you play? Nothing-the most adrenaline rushing and deadly contact sport ever to have been invented
[33] what turns you on? In what sense? In a sexual context-I have no idea. What makes me angry? Pple and things and situations that are all wrong to me and I cant control it. But most importantly I get really really mad when I have to bottle up how I feel and hold back and bite my tongue (ie: when mother is yelling and nagging me)
[34] What turns you off? People with really really shockingly, disturbing bad bad bad body odour.
[35] What place do you go for fun? The library
[36] What do you do for fun? Read, eat and write.
[37] How many phones do you have in your house? Two.
[38] How many TV's do you have in your house? Two
[39] What's your favorite foods? Pumpkins, chocolate, custard-egg tarts and everything about yum cha!
[40] Do you look like anyone famous? I doubt it.
[41] Do you think Ricky Martin is muy guapo (very handsome?) About as handsome as a 389 yr old crocodile with all it’s teeth missing and covered in slime. Enrique Iglasies is far hotter.
[42] Who are the most attractive people you know? A lot of my female friends are pretty…majority I’d say. As for the guys…meh…guys don’t need to be pretty…next question
[43] Are you a virgin? indeed
[44] Do you wish to be like your parents? Heaven forbid
[45] What cologne should a hot guy wear? If he’s hot who cares about the cologne! Irrelevant
[46] What are you listening to right now? The sounds my fingers make when hitting a key
[48] How many hours per day do you spend talking on the phone? I get as many as 1 fone call a week from friends which brings the tally to 2mins of fone conversation per week.
[49] Do you have your own phone line? No we have two lines but one is for the pc and the other for general use
[50] Have you ever kissed someone of the opposite sex? indeed
[51] What are your favorite shoes? Jimmy choos and my boots for the moment~!
[52] What kind of clothes do you sleep in, if any? Big babby warm clothes, something shocking bummy, basically ne thing that will never grace the catwalk scene.
[53] What's your favorite soda? I hate all soft drinks.
[54] What things do you say a lot? Things that I say a lot
[56] Who is the coolest person in the world? That guy who lives in Alaska-he’s pretty cool
[57] Do you think you're weird or funny? weird
[58] What would you pefer Thong or Bikini? Depends on what I’m wearing over it.
[59] Who was the last person you called? Leelee
[60] Where do you wanna get married? Hmmm…anywhere that is suitable of course. Not too fussed about the country though.
[61] Who is the hottest girl/guy in your school? They’re all pretty much equal.
[62] What are your favorite girl names? Been there done that
[63] What are your favorite guy names? Been there done that
[64] What's your worst memory in the past 5 years? Having a very bad dream and waking up and realising the truth in it all.
[65] What's your favorite childhood memory? I’ve had a few…not that I remember specifically.
[66] What is your favorite fast food restaurant? KFC for the chicken and Red Rooster for their chips
[67] Who do you really hate? No one atm.
[68] Do you have any brothers and sisters? One sis and two bros
[69] If so, names? Alvin, Simon & Theodore.
[70] Do you have a pool? Nada
[71] Do you have a spa? Nuh
[72] Are you stupid? Decidedly not
[73] What are you addicted to? Food
[74] Do you like jewellery? Hell yeah-as much as teriaki tofu
[75] Who do you wish you were? Carrie Bradshaw
[76] Who has it easier, boys or girls? Boys
[77] Would you rather be short or tall? Tall-any day
[78] Do you like to dance? Sure
[79] Do you like playing pranks on people? Hehe-love it! It’s the only thing that amuses me these days.
[80] What's your least favorite subject in school? Biology
[81] What's your favorite subject in school? English/economics
[82] What time is it? 6:53pm
[83] What college do you wanna go to? Already here.
[84] What school do you go to now? UWA
[85] Do you have a Playstation or Nintendo 64? Playstation…not that I use it ever.
[86] If so, what are your favorite Playstation or Nintendo 64 games? Only one I’ve played is the simpsons game, crash bandicoot and FF (all for less than 3mins)
[87] Do you sleep a lot? When I have time.
[88] Whats your favorite radio stations? none
[89] Are you a night person? About 80% of the time-it’s much more fun and mysterious at night
[90] Are you a morning person? Err…that depends…are u taking me out for breakfast?
[91] Whats your favorite TV station? None-free to air telly sucks shit and pay t.v is detrimental to studies (so says my mother)
[92] Do you shave? Waxing dahling. No pain no gain
[93] How often do you shower? Everyday-and sometimes twice a day if I’m really grotty.
[94] Do you get along with your parents? Yeah-r/s more volatile and dynamic with mother tho.
[95] What room do you spend the most time in? study room…’studying’.
[96] How many rooms does your house have? Umm…7-8…give or take
[97] What do you wanna be when your out of school? Corporate high-flyer. Or doing something in the fashion industry.
[98] Do you curse a lot? Only online…internet brings out the best in me.
[99] Are you ticklish? Not at all…it’s all about the state of mind.
[101] What are you wearing right now? ¾ beige cargo pants, t-shirt and pink cashmere cardigan
[102] Do you go to church? Once in a blue moon
[103] Do you like the person who sent you this? No one sent this to me…and no I don’t like them
[104] Do you believe in God? More yes than no...at the peak of my confusion with my r/s with God i sent joel *glares* some questions which were confusing me....and he's never gotten back and now i dont rmb and dont care so i'm just going with the flow
[105] Do you like to watch PDA? What is that?
[106] Do you show PDA? Err…yes!
[107] Do you believe in love at first sight? No
[108] What color tooth brush do you use? It’s this see through aqua colour with lumpy grippy things and some weird bristle
[109] How many times a day do you brush your teeth? 2
[110] Who is your favorite cartoon character? Johnny Bravo-he’s all I can think of for now
[111] Do you have a job? no
[113] What's your favorite fruit? I love all fruit!
[114] What's your favorite veggies? I love all vegies too, except for Brussels sprouts. My God how can anything taste as bad as that!
[115] What's your favorite candy? I don’t have much of a sweet tooth as far as candy is concerned
[116] What was the best day of your life so far? Everyday is a relatively good day, and no day has been so exceptional so that it stands out in my mind.
[117] What are you gonna do today? Not sleep
[118] Are you momma's little angel? Ha! My mother found out the truth ages ago
[119] Do you wear body spray? No, putting on my socks takes enough time as it is.
[120] Who is the sweetest girl? Jisun
[121] Who is the sweetest guy? ben
[122] Are you wearing nail polish now? Nuh-I’m not into painting my nails much…too time consuming.
[123] If so, what color? N/a
[124] How many rings or necklaces do you own? You actually want a digit/s? Go figure!
[125] Do you wear a watch? Now I do! did I tell you how my watch miraculously started to tick again after 5months of being dead!!
[126] Did/Do you have braces? Narr
[127] Are you tired? No-not really
[129] Do you have freckles? no
[130] What are you thinking right now? I knew I shouldn’t have eaten those chicken wings.
[131] Are you having fun? As much as burying myself in dung.
[132] What time is it? 7:13pm
[133] Who makes you laugh? Willo eng guys and non willo eng guys and el cheapo lawyers.
[134] Who's your favorite teacher? Mr Wallwork-yr 11 and 12 economics
[136] What is the best concert you have ever been to? nil
[137] What is your favorite dream? I can’t rmb
[138] What is your worst dream? My teeth falling out-it's the worst dream i've ever ever had!!!
[139] Are you tired of filling this out yet? Getting there.
[140] Who of your friends do you think will get bored wth this? Anyone/everyone with half a soggy brain
[141] Who sent this lovely survey to you? No one I got it from so and so’s journal!
[142] What's your worst memory as a little kid? Many. Drinking orange juice-and finding out that it was really OIL…don’t ask.
[144] Do you believe in Santa Claus? No. Idiot.
[145] Do you believe in ghosts? More no than yes.

What's Better? Choose one or neither

[146] Rap or R&B? R&B
[147] Pop or Rock? rock
[148] Rock or Metal? rock
[149] Classical or Jazz? both
[150] Hanson or Manson? neither
[151] KoRn or 311? KoRn
[152] No Doubt or Garbage? This is a tough one! Both!! Gwen and Shirley are both rock queens
[153] Jewel or Fiona Apple? Jewel-fiona apple is morticia adams reincarnated.
[154] Offspring or Nine Inch Nails? Offspring.
[155] Sugar Ray or Tool? Sugar Ray-who’s tool?!
[156] Backstreet Boys or 'N SYNC? Neither-shudder.
[157] Joey McIntyre or Jordan Knight? Melted cheese on toast.

Your Opinions

[158] What do you think about Boy Bands? I think they are too manufactured, just a bunch of artificial pretty boys who can only poise and dance around in tight leather pants.
[159] What do you think about Country? As in the place? Nice. As in anything else-no idea
[160] What do you think about Heavy Metal? Too heavy. Too metallic.
[161] What do you think about Rap? Worst genre of music to have ever hit our ears
[162] What do you think about R & B? Only like I when good, talent people are singing it. Black people (like with rap) do it better.
[163] Do you think NKOTB are coming back? If you really think that’s a valid question-ha ha ur funny! We all know the history of the break-up with KNOTB…and we know that there’s more of a chance of Einstein coming back than them.

Yes or No

[164] Yes or No. Like Hanson? No
[165] Yes or No. Like *NSYNC? No
[166] Yes or No. Like Backstreet Boys? No
[167] Yes or No. Like KoRn? Tolerable.
[168] Yes or No. Like Orgy? NO
[169] Yes or No. Like Sugar Ray? Not really
[170] Yes or No. Like Metallica? No
[171] Yes or No. Like No Doubt? Yes
[172] Yes or No. Like Britney Spears? I’m sure she’s a bitch and I’m sure her music sucks.
[173] Yes or No. Like Aaron Carter? Err….yeeaaahhhh?
[174] Yes or No. Like B*witched? No-two hit wonders.
[175] Yes or No. Like Joey McIntrye? No
[176] Yes or No. Like Jordan Knight? No
[177] Yes or No. Like Busta Rymes? No
[178] Yes or No. Like Offspring? Yes
[179] Yes or No. Like Ricky Martin? No
[180] Yes or No. Like Coolio? No
[181] Yes or No. Like Janet Jackson? She’s alright-bit too much plastic surgery these days.
[182] Yes or No. Like Spice Girls? Good to kok too.
[183] Yes or No. Like All Saints? No
[184] Yes or No. Like C-Note? Who is/are that/they?
[185] Yes or No. Like 98*? No
[186] Yes or No. Like 5ive? They broke up didn’t they? No
[187] Yes or No. Like TLC? Not really.
[188] Yes or No. Like Take 5? No-who are these pple!
[189] Yes or No. Like Moffats? Never heard of them
[190] Yes or No. Like Jennifer Love Hewit? No-she’s a wenchy-ho…who can’t act and loves to cry.
[191] Yes or No. Like Dixie Chicks? They’re actually orite
[192] Yes or No. Like Mariah Carey? No-good voice…very skanky
[193] Yes or No. Like EYC? Eh?
[194] Yes or No. Like Brandy? No
[195] Yes or No. Like Eminem? No
[196] Yes or No. Like Shaina Twain? She’s orite
[197] Yes or No. Like Monica? No
[198] Yes or No. Like Mya? Not her last single ‘Free’…or any of her singles for that matter.
[200] Yes or No. Like Blessed Unions of Soul? Not terrible.
[201] Yes or No. Like Bared Naked Ladies? No-not at all
[202] Yes or No. Like Robbie Williams? Some
[203] Yes or No. Like Sixpence none the richer? Not really
[204] Yes or No. Like LIMP BIZKIT? No
[203a] Yes or No.. DO you like the Beach boys? Yes
[203b] Yes or no.. Do you like Def Leppard? No-only one good song
[203c] Yes or no.. Do you like Whitesnake? Who are they?
[203d] Yes or no.. Do you like Queen? No to the power of a trillion zillion
[203e] Yes or no.. Do you like Elton John? No

Music..

[204] How many Cd's do you have? I can’t be bothered counting…but probably nothing over 20. I’m not a cd buyer…got other things to waste my money on
[205] What Cd's are in your CD player? None atm
[206] How many tapes do you have? Can’t count…all boxed up most of them
[207] Do you own videos of your favorite group? No-well have Oasis.
[208] Do you record your favorite group when they're on tv? No-that’s so teeny boppy
[209] Are you obbsessed with your favorite group/singer/band? No only with the lead singer
[210] What's the oldest group/singer you are still listening to? Beatles
[211] Are most of your friends music freaks? No.
[212] What do you think of the girls and the whole teeny bopper thing? They revolt me but so long as they don’t come within a 2m radius of me they can be and act how they like
[213] Have you ever paid for a pay-per-view? No.
[215] Do you ever buy merchandise of your favourite group? No-it’s stupid. Why should I help to build up their multimillion dollar empire when I could invest it in mine.
[216] What TV station is better...MTV or VH1? Don’t noe
[217] What is the worst show on MTV? No idea!
[218] What is the best show on MTV? No idea!
[219] If you could marry any music person who would it be? Alex from the calling.
[220] What is the worst CD you own? Spice Girls-don’t ask
[221] What's your favourite movie Soundtrack? Sound of Music and I also really liked that Anatasia (the movie) song “at the beginning”

Friends..

[222] Friend(s) that looks most like you? Not exactly a friend but apparently they all say Felicia looks like me when I cut my hair real short
[223] Friend(s) you go to for advice? Leelee, Ramit, ben.
[224] Friend(s) you have the most fun with? They guys and llc
[225] Friend(s) you can do nothing with and still have fun with? leelee
[226] Friend(s) you've dreamt about? A lot of them actually!
[227] Friend(s) you tell your dreams to? A few, mostly to leelee
[228] Friend(s) you tell your secrets to? leelee
[229] Boxers or briefs? briefs
[230] Long or short hair? long
[231] Dark or blonde? I’d like to be blond in another lifetime. But no freckles
[232] Tall or short? Tall
[234] Mr. Sensitive or Mr. Funny? Both-not too sensitive and not too clowny either
[235] Good guy or bad guys? Both, although bad boys are so much more attractive
[236] Dark or light eyes? Partial to both.
[237] Hat or no hat? Like that really matters?
[238] Ears pierced or no? I’d prefer not pierced-but I can live with the fact that he has one
[239] Tan or fair? Either-depends what looks good. Draco is fair as hell isn’t he?!
[240] Freckles or none? No freckles
[241] Stubble or neatly shaved? Aragorn has stubble! I like both
[242] Rugged outdoorsy type or sportsy type? I don’t really care, so long as he doesn’t like football to the point of cancelling dates just to stay home and watch…and nojocks
[243] All american, homey G, or grunge? No homey’s please. Other than that…whatever fits the shoe
[245] Accent or American? Either-v. not fussed
[246] Mt. Dew or SURGE? Neither I don’t do soft drinks
[247] McDonalds or Burger King? Mc D’s
[248] Coke or Pepsi? Neither
[249] Rather marry the perfect lover or perfect friend? So you mean having perfect sex for the rest of you life or marrying someone cos u click mentally. Hmm…tough call…Friend I guess.
[250] Sweet or sour? both
[251] Chocolate or vanilla? chocolate
[252] Tea or coffee? tea
[253] Sappy/action/comedy/horror? Action!
[254] Cats or dogs? Dogs!
[256] Cooler Ranch or Nacho Cheese? Carrot sticks
[257] Mud or Jello wrestling? Jelly for sure! With fruit!
[258] With or without ice-cubes? With-but crushed!
[260] Milk/Dark/White chocolate? milk
[261] Shine or rain? Rain and lots of it
[262] Top or Bottom? In what context? I like…actually I don’t have the foggiest clue!
[263] Favorite season? Winter and fall
[264] Strawberry or Cherry? Cherry (the real ones!)
[265] Skiing or boarding? Skiing I guess
[266] Biking or blading? Blading for sure!
[267] Cake or cookies? Cake! Divine!
[268] Cereal or toast? Toast! (and french at that!)...ooohhh....im going to go make some now!
[269] Car or truck? Car…ahaha can u imagine me as a truckie!
[270] Night or day? Night…de ja vu here….i’m so sure this question has been asked before
[271] Gloves or mittens? Both…mittens are so damn cute tho
[272] Pager or Cell phone? mobile
[273] Bunk bed or waterbed? waterbed!!
[274] Chewing gum or hard candy? gum
[275] Motor boat or canoe? Both-depending on my mood
[276] Lights on or off? off

What's your favorite?

[277] What's your favorite color? I don’t have a fave.
[278] What's your favorite Number? 9
[279] What's your favorite Drink? Don’t have one...maybe water.
[280] What's your favorite Animal? Don’t have one
[281] What's your favorite Holiday? Christmas.
[282] What's your favorite Quote? Don’t have one at the moment
[283] What's your favorite Sound? silence
[284] What's your favorite Ice cream flavor? Cookies and cream
[285] What's your favorite Song Ever? Too many to name
[286] What's your favorite Book? Lotr, Hp and many more
[287] What's your favorite Movie? Lotr
[288] What's your favorite TV show? Gilmore girls, becker, just shoot me etc
[289] What's your favorite Radio station? None-hello! Repeat!
[290] What's your favorite Place? New York
[291] What's your favorite Game? life
[292] What's your favorite Scent? Warm, muffins baking!
[293] What's your favorite Food? Custard egg-tarts, pumpkin etc
[294] What's your favorite Shape? hexagon/diamond/star
[295] What's your favorite Texture? Shrug- anything my fingers like
[296] What's your house gonna look like? Big, majestic and totally awesome!
[297] Where are you gonna live? New York I hope.
[298] How many kids do you want? 2/3 and 3 only if it’s twins or an accident.

On relationships

[299] What does your ideal girlfriend/boyfriend look like? Like Draco/Alex. handsome-but realistically i'm not too fussed.
[300] How do they act? Intelligent, witty, protective (a must), strong, dominent and ambitious. The confident type really attract me.
[301] Where is your dream date? No movies no coffee. Nothing mediocre
[302] Do you like to call or be called? Be called. always
[304] Move anywhere, where would it be? Europe or New York
[306] What time is it now? 8:47pm…wot a waste of my life….oohhh but it’s done!

Ok guys now for a real entry after all that ( I noe I noe I promised no more quizzes but I honestly couldn’t help it!)

Holly is so selfish sometimes. Actually I’ve always known it but before I had come to accept it and accept her for what she was. I mean I had always made leeway’s for her and made a lot of exceptions and excuses for her behaviour and stood up for her when people said things about her behind her back because she was only child, innocent to what she does and says etc. but no more. Her self-centeredness has really taken on new heights. And she’s so tactless at bitching as well. Did she really think it wouldn’t get back to me and not affect me and how I think of her. But that’s the thing with that girl. She doesn’t care. Because everything revolves around her and whatever makes her happy. She can say how much andrea is such a spoilt brat as much as she likes but-pot calling kettle back if u ask me. If she really had a problem with the limit we put on that thing then she should’ve said so-or gone with another group. Initially it was only going to be me, llc, dinh, albert and riko en ways. It was only on that Thursday when they asked to combine the groups. If I had had it my way it would have been what original group intended. Basically if she wanted to get something much more extravagant then she should have pulled out-even at the last minute, because I could’ve handled that rather than her joining us and then whinging her silly face off to Cheryl. No one forced her so she has nothing to complain about. Sure we were working with a tight budget but I for one am not reeking of cash and do not have money coming out of my ears atm, and I’m sorry she doesn’t understand the fact that some people don’t have things handed to them on a silver platter like her. She has never (that I’ve seen) placed herself in other people’s shoes and considered what the reasons of other peoples actions are, anything that makes her life a little less comfortable and she goes off her rocker and starts to sulk and whine. I’ve totally had enough and I know what *** was talking about now when they said all those things about her. She really is just a child. And she’ll probably remain one. I don’t hate her. But I’m not happy with her. And the thing is she is probably too ignorant to understand where I’m coming from and her only defence is to retaliate and mope. The irony is that she’ll probably think, “Oh I don’t care because I’m right”. Well you can’t argue with that mentality. And as with Ramit upping his contribution. I didn’t I say I didn’t want to noe the big hush hush thing? And then he goes and tells me? If that’s a guilt trip thing or him telling me to make himself look good-I’m not buying it because it was up to him and had nothing to do with me. That is my little whinge for the moment. I’m not pissed off or even slightly annoyed with rammy. But holly’s got another thing coming if she thinks I’m going to let this pass. And if I find out that Ramit has been bitching with her, I’m going to let him have to so bad that he’ll end up in Kansas City. Either that or I’ll give him the same treatment as holly.

Everyone’s gone to victa’s house to watch Spiderman on VCD because it’s still not out yet over here in Oz. Oz is the dumps in terms of fashion and movies and technology.

Can’t wait till the holidays! Adios! Wish cassie would update her journal! And hurry up with Veritas! And I wish December would hurry up and come!

2002-05-22T02:18:00.000-07:00
Have just shoe-shined my boots, got another 10hrs of catch up sleep, another 4hrs left of famine time and waiting for claudz to pick me up to buy a b’day card for ck. Will do my ITF tutorials in the mean time after this journal entry.

Gran bought these lovely miniature coffee wafers. Agh! smells so yummy! Hehehe my grandma is so short~! And she’s the typical airy-fairy gran who is bullied by her kids and has no idea how to discipline and say no to children and adults alike. She’s really quite sweet and dotty, but sharp at the most inopportune times (for me). My mind keeps drifting back to those wafers!

I think Michael Chong is in my ITF tutorial. I mean…I ‘m not sure if it is him but he very much resembles Michael Chong and I did find out from Justin that he dropped engineering during second semester in first year and switched over to do straight commerce.

Someone called me last night. If that someone is reading this…who are you?

Wonder if Winston is up for coffee later on today. Might give him as buzz as well as Tomich.

You know my love of clothes is only matched by my love of food. And the two really clash big time! Right now I’m not even worried if I’m going to look slightly overdressed at Thad’s party…my mind is currently going through all the possible dishes and desserts they’re going to be serving. I wonder if they’ll have those cute little chocolate brownies?

Didn’t end up going to see Star Wars with the rest of the crew. They saw it at Southlands and Southlands suck! I would prefer Carousel. And besides I’ve got 3 weeks till finals and so I doubt I’d see it before exams are over.

Eks! I have to do a speech at the party! Oh no! what do I say?! I guess I’m going to have to think about it now!…argh…ok I’m going to jot some ideas down on paper later on! Hehe I feel like I’m preparing for a gramy

Famine is officially over for me! Whoohoo! Go me!

Thad’s party was super duper…defn’ly a night to rmb. I really enjoyed myself and had such a blast. I didn’t end up doing that speech he asked me to do, I really was so going through stage fright.

Later on thads party

Other things on my mind

Grr…exams. So stressed…is it just me or am I stressing over exams every like 5 minutes or something. Cant think straight. Emotional turmoil. Brian collapsing fast! God I need to get out of Perth. Now.

I think writing in my diary isn’t sufficient therapy right now. Maybe drowning my woes in studying and cramming will help get things out in the open and help me be in more control of myself. I hate this. God I hate this!

Have finally worked myself into a mad frenzied state and deleted at least half of the people I had on my contact list off of it. I’ve only kept the ‘important’ people whom I cannot survive w/o on. Have cut my list down to a grand total of 12. I hope I don’t regret doing that. I may do. But right now I don’t care. My mind is so occupied with stupid useless things it’s hard to worry about anything else. I really feel like taking up Tomich’s stance on life and gets buy a one-way ticket out of this dump. Maybe one day I will. Staying within the comfort of my own home and living the life in the same daily routine is becoming a real headache in itself. What a waste of life.

Maybe tomorrow I will wake up and I will have shaken this feeling off. Maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up in downtown Manhattan.

Have deleted another 3 pple off list. Grand total down to 9 now. Will I regret doing this…narrr doubt it! I think I’m in a depressed mood. Exams. Ugh! Oh well. I’m sure I’ll get over it. Nothing a bit of chocolate wont fix…yeh…some milk tray chocolate will hit the spot! Anything will do atm! anti-depressant!

Hmm…chocolate fix is working wonders I’m telling you! I think all the calories will catch up on me sooner or later tho’.

**** has got a new gf. Had a few moments to reflect on that rather surprising (but not entirely hard to grasp) concept. It’s been a good, shall we say ‘experience’, to sort out a few lose strings in my head. Have been told to live with no regrets. Sure **** was probably the most likely person I’d go out with, the fact that I didn’t must indicate that I’m definitely not mentally ready to launch into something like that again. Am surprised how active some people are in searching for that particular person. I think my final footing on this will be like with Albert. However the friendship will inevitably suffer more than that with Albert. Which is a major shame, since I thought him and I got along magnificently, when I was less on guard anyhow. However I think now that he’s got a gf, it may help in actually initiating a ‘truer’ friendship, if there is not distancing effect. But no more dwelling on things such as that. I’ve got one more part to play in this whole thing and then after that, another chapter ends. So as far as I’m concerned my role in that scene is kapish!

Damn cassandraclaire for not updating her diary! I’ve had a whole week of d’l the page and seeing silly pervy-hobbit fancier Aragorn flashing his wookie face on the screen.

Caught up on much needed sleep last night. Assignments are over for now but hardcore studying is next on the list. Am feeling in the mood for a massively good bitch. However…slight problem being me not being able to find a subject to bitch about! How totally unsatisfying.

Rumors of Sammi being caught in a lesbian r/s v. funny. Ha ha ha…what a champ.

Only thing I need to add to my wardrobe for winter is that skirt I was raving about in my prior entries.

Bought a little book written by the Dahli Lama will read it on the holidays. I start exams on the 18th and finish on the 22nd. Which means my holidays has just been automatically extended! I can’t wait!

Eaten too many mini-mars bars today…feel a tooth ache coming on!

Anyway **** is still in the process of chewing things over. Isn’t that a great phrase, “chewing things over,” I mean it’s not like u can actually chew thoughts over at all, but the thought of grinding thoughts over and over again in your mind as opposed to chewing food again and again before you swallow is rather amusing, it’s like breaking down each bit of information into smaller more manageable pieces and then sifting through each one and examining it. Chewing. How quaint.

Only looking forward to exams because then I don’t have to study. I think I’ll type up my resume this holidays. Yeah. It’s good to be on top of things for once!

Life boring…diary entries getting more boring…no time…no life…yummy chocolate.

DM Update: meh!

Weather Update: meh!

Weight Update: meh!

am getting so bored of the people i hang around and talk to. am getting bored of myself as well. hmm...what does this mean!
anyway i refuse to bore the shit outa myself and write for the sake of putting something in here....i wish The Two Towers was out here right now! grrrr...Damn PJ

2002-05-16T06:18:00.000-07:00
"Never offend people with style when you can offend them with substance." --Sam Brown

Believe it or not it’s actually 6:23am according to my pc clock…and no I’m not suffering from insomnia, nor have I just woken from a bashful era of sleep. Yeh…you got it in one. I haven't hit the sac since 10:20am yesterday. And I figure since I have a management accounting lecture at 9am (which means I’m going to have make a mad dash to the bus stop at 7:45am) why bother sleeping at all and put myself through the torture of having to drag my sorry ass up again in less than an hour? Beats me. Exams are looming right over my head now and its starting to really smack in the face that I ought to get my fecking act together.
The only reason I’ve been up at this ungodly hour is only because I have an MA tute at 10am today and I so dread walking into that room unprepared. And this time I actually know what I was doing all by myself! Which doesn’t prove a lot since this is the only time I’ve ever come close to understanding a MA tute fully (the answer book works wonders too).

Was reading Nishi’s blog, and have itchy fingers…want to steal that sailormoon background she’s got. Its so pretty! If only Serina wasn’t such a meatballhead I think I’d like her more than Rei. (I think my swivel chair is squeaking-how annoyance).

Tomich, ben and chow want to go see star wars tomorrow night. Come to think of it so do i. But not sure if I can risk my neck going out late twice in a row. I, in fact, had planned on seeing the movie on the holidays after the torturous finals were over and done with and by myself. Have never had the riveting experience of sitting in a cinema and watching a film by my lonesome self. Its sure to be a turning point in my dull life.

Only me and ken and albert online, although in reality it is only me who is really online, since they just leave their computers on to d’l crap. What could possibly be worth d’l if it’s going to take them 3 days to do it?

Am defn’ly going to learn html and website design or some sort/extent on the holidays. Need to get back into the technology fast lane…considering I was never it makes it even more of a joke.

Scored another $10 yesterday, this time experiment and much more lengthy than the previous one. Tho’ must admit was defn’ly more funera! It was some sorta of simulated gas suppy plant and we were some sorta of emergency analytical group (for of us, Ramit, crystal and some other guy-hehe sorry)…we were doing pretty damn well (average of 0.333) but later due to immense pressure and lack of food (on my part), we began to lose the plot and eventually our average shot up to 2 (wasn’t it?)

Yech! I just got busted for pulling an all-nighter. I don’t see the problem and how it concerns anyone other than myself. I’m the one who has to suffer from sleep debt not her. Managed to worm my way through this really nice loaf of bread tonight/today, just plain old bread…seriously need to give up bread you know…low carb-hi protein diet. But back to the bread-it was so soft and had these sesame seeds and poppy seeds on it. Am addicted to the poppy seeds I think. Keep chewing them and savouring the aroma it lets off in your mouth when you crush them btwn ur teeth.

Cream of the Whinge: I am so glad I escaped the cliché ‘café-girls’ crew. The amount of bitching and teenage angst that flies around makes bold and the beautiful look like a ‘discovering science’ documentary. Basically its about so and so who told so and so that so and so liked so and so and then so and so found out you see. And that wasn’t all too good for so and so since she never wanted so and so to find out how she felt. And that isn’t even the start of the problem, because so and so only found out that so and so knew that she liked him via so and so (because so and so told so and so she had told so and so-but only for the sake of so and so u see). And that was just utter betrayal on the part of so and so. Now so and so wanted to confront so and so of this betray of trust, but so and so-perhaps to cover her own backside, pleaded for s and so to not say a word to so and so. So, so and so grudgingly consented, but it really began to bug so and so and she really felt that she had to confront so and so abt the whole treachery issue and along with other small matters brewing and building up as well, everything just gradually exploded and things started to turn nasty with so and so and so and so. Eventually so and so stopped all communications with so and so. With the other so and so thinking that so and so was mad at so and so due to petty and insignificant issues. Which seemed to really get up so and so’s nose because so and so had said, “does she really think that little of me to think that I would hold such a big grudge over something so petty?” Well, like I said, communication breakdown big time. To get at least one issue off her chest so and so confronted so and so (behind so and so’s back)-and that made her a wee bit happier, at least she had got that major issue off her chest. Now the only other problem is so and so…and both of them are as stubborn as mules. And since I’m friends with both and have been lending a helping ear to both sides I’ll probably end up being in front of the firing line at the end of all this. Brace yourself.

Gwad…did I just have a massive wibble and use ‘so and so’ for names…how annoying.

Well star wars has just hit the big screen abt a bit more than 7hrs ago and some friends who obviously suffer from mental retardation actually braved the frenzied crowds and chilling weather to go take a squiz. I hope they thought it was worth it. I mean seriously, Annakin has grown up to be a real pain in the fucking backside and his drastic decline in looks doesn’t do much in his favour either I might add. On plus side he is best jedi (omg-spell check as ‘Jedi’ in it’s list!) we’ve seen in yonks and he does groovy hand action things with his light sabre. Woohoo! Go light sabre! Am immensely curious as to why he goes to the ‘dark side’, am only watching it for that. Too much special effects takes away the brilliance of the plot and too many whiz-bang surround sound shit bad for ears.

On an up note: I cant eat for the next two days, Although I did eat at 2am today, that doesn’t count because I’m not eating all day today, tonight all day/night Friday and day Saturday…which means it will be more than 40hrs anyway. So no need to get all pedantic on me.

Ooh! Am so excited-get to finally squeeze into my little witchey boots this Saturday. It honestly doesn’t take much to thrill me I guess.

Have run out of exfoliating scrub. Not sure which brand to try next. Innoxa was pretty good (foaming gel), J&J with micro beads good too, I didn’t find Neutrogena all that great (tho’ some pple rave abt it). I think might try my clinique one. But I’m such a sucker for ads (I’m a marketers dream come true)-I really want to try the garnie synergy plus. “Visibly reduces the size of pores!”…in my world…it’s me against the pores. In the real world…its us VS. termites.

Ramits’ bro is substantially lighter than him, although his nose is wider, but pointier. Made that observation yesterday. Still cant over his mother saying “it’s okay if you decide to date Chinese chicks-but you have to marry Indian”. What a hoot.

I want one of those I-Mac notepads. Have decided to date anyone who can get me one of those-and say the magic words. Carrie has such a nice one she always types in! I want one!! (black with the apple that lights up blue in colour)
Carrie has a six-pack. And its ugly. But she’s got legs to die for.

Yup clara, defnly not going to Thad's party. Transport hassles. Bum-er.

Thad’s dressing up as tuxedo mask. Insist that tuxedo mask threw a red rose not a white one, but nooooo “the theme is black and white yueks”
Meh! No one listens to me. I’m so misunderstood. *Smirk* …I actually like to act depressed and undervalued and melodramatic. Exploring different sides to your personality and adding new angles to it is character building.

Most odd sight has met my eyes-garbo has only 26 pple online atm

Grrrr ugh…..gotta go! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!

*******

That was this mornings ramblings and mind was slightly whacked…so don’t mind if none of it made any sense whatsoever. It’s 6:59pm now. Haven't slept yesterday 10am? I think it’s been almost 30+hrs now. Might decide to pull another all-nighter and finish off my ITF tutorial and start on my ITS assignment.

Tomorrow will go to uni as early as possible to do some research on it and self-learn Harvard-style report writing. What a typical pain in the arse.

40hr famine has technically started for me as of this morning-when I polished off the last slice of bread (whenever that was). Did about an half an hours worth of exercise in comfort of own boudoir, and helped mother cook dinner. (Dinner turned out to be a tad on the salty side-salt never killed anyone).

Went shopping at the Galleria with llc and found some spiffy glove/mittens from Sportsgirl! They are just the most uber cute hybrid glove/mitts I have laid eyes on! If I rmb clearly, they were a soft grey/blue woollen knit. Thumbs intact but half the fingers chopped off and the little pink/peach mitten cap is attached on the back of the hand and flips forward if you want to keep the tips of your fingers warm! How ingenious! Love it! Only sets my mother back $12.50 too! I think I’ll bully mother into buying those kitten mittens for me and I’ll go buy a nice pair of sleek, leather black gloves myself …since I cant decide on which pair I want! So get both! I just wonder why guys never think of getting their gf’s anything practical like gloves? Roses are nice on b’day, V-day and 1yr anniversaries…more useful gifts are better as ordinary presents. So like does anyone out there reading this want to buy me an I-book/camera/scanner? I’m not picky-all offers considered.

Drinking earl grey again. And will then move onto true blue chinese tea to help trim the waistline. I think it’s all very sweet that my friends insist that I’m not getting fat-but they don’t own this body, so what would they know!

Should never have started my attack on pimples so soon to Thad's b’day party, after lathering face with a deep-pore cleansing mud-mask…some spots have erupted and surfaced the outer epidermis! It may sound twisted but I’d rather they lie low a wee bit till after the party before they decide to emerge and heal.
I know a lack of sleep is detrimental to the skin’s health-but right now I’m willing to suffer from a few invasions so long as I can fit into my short, pleated skirt and still have a reasonable allowance for food comsumption.

Stressed over gungy MA tute for nothing! Gave myself 100% and left a good 25mins before tutes normally would have finished! Looking forward to next week as well since there is no MA tutes and can worry my silly head over ITF and ITS instead! Joyous

Yup-can see no way in which clara and Daniel can rock up to Thad’s party. Offered lifts but got turned down. Doh!

Was going to go see Star Wars with friends on Friday night-and it would be good to get out as well before exams rear its ugly head, also bro n sis off to youth group meeting as well which means no need for me to baby-sit etc. but am unsure if mother will have stroke if I tell her I’m going out two nights in a row. Can understand its not good, and chances of being around yummy food v. high. So in hindsight…not to go would be best idea. Will wait till holidays and go by myself on a Tuesday. If of course it’s still showing at that time. If loner date to be disrupted by arranged outing with llc & dinh and friends will join up with them.

Cannot seem to find or rmb where I placed my antique dropping necklace I wore to last years MSU ball. Really liked that necklace too…and it cost me a nice slice of money pie. Will find it. However plan to wear pearl chocker this year to a ball. If I go, naturally. Factors will depend on:
1. how rich I’m feeling (doesn’t look hopeful atm)
2. if I have a date (takes away some of the pain of expenses)
3. if I have a dress I like/tailor-made again? (well fingers crossed I find something that I can just buy!)
4. if crashing is allowed! Will crash if dateless/poor/cant find no dress!

Have a nice idea of what to wear this year…going for a more simplistic look this time. And will indulge in a girlish fantasy of mine.

Aside: kang is a bit too much to take sometimes. I don’t noe whether its just the way he looks and puts forward his opinions and jokes but the manner in which he does it sometimes strikes me as spiteful and deliberate and he doesn’t noe when to quit. One day I will let him have it. Usually I just laugh with him at myself or another person, but if he starts acting like my version of ramits idea of Tomich-he’s toast.

Mind over matter mind over matter mind over matter mind over matter

Music: I will survive

Mood: hunggrrryyy! Hellp!

DM Update: …fanon is spreading like wildfire and even my sisters friends are ooogles over cassieclaires draco! Yay! Cant wait for the TT VSD tho. I wonder why cassie didn’t do a diary for the uruk-hai?

No one online-nominally bored. Cant stand writing in canon…although prose not so flash either. Think am beginning to admire yong for reading. Big feat for a big git like him, he’s shamefully never successfully finished a book since year 9, I can’t stand people who don’t like to read. It drives me crazy to understand why they don’t devour books like I do. Tomich is an example of one person who can’t stand to read. Ben isn’t a big fan either, but he’ll read selective text. Do not think will ever find male who is as passionate with books as I am. My love for books only matched my other female companions. Which is why I’m starting of late to really like the bookish, not-quite-all-that-nerdy type of guys. In particular this rather handsome blonde I see at the bus port all the time…he’s always casually sitting down on the cold tiled floors, leaning against wall and burying his head into some thick book (couldn’t get a squiz at the title).

Well

In closing: will keep all posts on how I’m coping with the pain and anguish that is the 40hr famine. Adios!

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