Sunday, December 31, 2006

Good Morning Toast

Three things from least to most important:
OMFG I have hiccups. I HATE hiccups.
There is THE hugest storm outside. I mean, what the hell. It hardly rained in winter, it didn't rain at all last summer, it was boiling hot this morning and now there's t his HUGE storm. Massive hail and lots of it, lighting striking Oakey Hill and Woden Valley (Above and below my house, respectively)... I'm guessing the power will go out soon.
I was driving this afternoon.Round in circles and then reversing in circles and parking absolutely perfectly. There were a woman and a dog and a boy on a unicycle and I didn't hit them. Admittly they weren't actually IN the carpark I was driving in, but they were there. I drove up a street thing and reversed down it without damaging anything. And father and I both survived the whole thing ^-^ It was funny, because I got in the car at the start, and had to spend five minutes trying to stop myself cackling insanely.

Anyway, those are those three things.
I was playing tennis this morning with teh family and teh aunt's family at the Yarralumla tennis courtsies [Random reminder to self - Open Your Eyes was used as background music for the ABC news' overview of the year]. And I like, totally beat everyone else (Like, totally!), except for Darcy. So that was pretty fun, even though I'm rather sunburnt now.
Also today, I was in the middle of spending something like three and a half hours on the computer, when Freya came in with...
Eyes Open. Snow Patrol's new(ish) album. Only problem was that we already had the best songs from it from friends and LimeWire.
Anyway, apparently the neighbours are coming over for drinks tonight. Here's hoping the adults get thoroughly sloshed and do embarrassing things I can video and use against them as blackmail.
But yes. Click PhotoBucket link. Click 'Photos'. Click 'Videos'. Check out my dodgy guitar playing.
Now, I'm off. Tootlés.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Tomato-Headed Real Estate Agent


I went on a wandering walk to Mt. Taylor and back with my parents the other evening.
It was pretty good. We were wandering along, and I was watching my hands, and I had this sudden random mental image of my hands talking to each other. I'm not entirely sure why, but I found this really, really funny, and burst into a fit of mad giggling.
Oh, man, you should have seen the look on mother's face when I explained it. There has never been a more 'What the fuck' expression on anyone's face, I swear.
It was almost as funny as the idea of my hands talking to each other.

Anyway, I don't even remember what day that was on. I don't know what day it is today, either.
But yeah...

Anyone who happened to be talking to me a couple of days ago may have noticed I was in a quite odd mood.
Bleh, is all I have to say.
I'm always hyperactive, because it's easier than thinking. And when I get left alone with no conversation, I think. Thinking is bad. Basically I almost always end up crying for some unknown reason.
Which is why I always act hyperactive and random. The other day, I just... stopped acting hyperactive. Sooooort of broke down a little.
It's all good, though. Tis no one and nothing's fault, and Caitlin is all good again =)
I apologise for the inconvenience :P

Anyway, I went down to Woden with Freya the other day, cause we got vouchers, and I got a blue top from Supre, and the girl gave me my change in cash (rather than writing out a voucher for the amount of change, as she was meant to do), so I got an ice cream from Wendy's and a headband from Diva, too. That was pretty cool.

But yeah. I keeps listeningk to this awesome Eskimo Joe CD...
Songs on it are:

Comfort You
New York
Black Fingernails, Red Wine
Breaking Up
Setting Sun
London Bombs
This Is Pressure
Beating Like A Drum
Suicide Girl
How Does It Feel

My favourite is London Bombs, and I badly want to get the piano music for it. It's superfully prettiful.
Other ones I like are Comfort You, Black Fingernails, Red Wine, Breaking Up, and the Reprise.
New York, Sarah and Suicide Girl are pretty cool, too.
The rest are okay, but not great.

Eskimo Joe = goodness.
Their lyrics aren't particularly amazing, but the music is damn awesome.
They do have some little nice bits of lyrics, but not like, pure amazingness type lyrics, like Snow Patrol's. But hey.

IAnd if you're scared about the future
I'm scared about the past

Neh... I has learned a total of two and a half chords on guitar.
It's three, sort of, but the third one sounds totally wrong, so I have to double check the notes.
But yes. I brought my guitar downstairs to show Freya my small achievement, and Adair took the guitar off me and just sat around playing music, and everybody clapped for her, so I just gave up and came upstairs.
Gee, that *really* made me feel great about my utter lack of ability. I mean, I was proud of myself for learning two chords. But no, apparently I'm supposed to be able to play all kinds of songs.
I can play songs, but not properly, just the notes of the melody, not the chords, not the guitar notes, and bleurgh.
Stupid bloody Adair making me look even worse.

I was lying on the sofa a week or so ago, watching the iTunes visualiser and listening to music of some sort, and dad was standing around for some reason, and I was like, "You know what'd be really cool? Having like... an iTunes visualiser... as the ceiling... and then having like... lava lamp walls... that'd be so cool... and you could just lie around and watch all the swirly colours... heh... colours..."
And it was vaguely amusing at the time, even though I don't remember why.
But damn, that would be so cool. Except that lava lamps get hot, and I wouldn't be able to resist the urge to touch the glass, and would probably end up burning myself.
Ah well...
It's a fun idea... and then to have like, speakers under the floor... and then play music so loud that it made the floor shake. And you could just lie on the floor and watch the ceiling or the walls or whatever... man that'd be awesome.
But I shall have to make do with the visualiser on my computer.

And I was wrong to let you know
So drink your coffee and catch your bus

But yes, offwards time for Caitlin.

Monday, December 25, 2006


Merry Commercialised Myth Day, everybody =)

Gift records time! I know it's not about the gifts, but one prezzie made me very, very happy.

I got an Eskimo Joe CD (Bridie and Connor), voucher for Better Music from Nana (sheet music, so I can learn more songsies), the most awful pyjamas ever from the grandparents (they smell like old people), a large pile of incence and candles from Freya (Hehe, she's superful ^-^), various jewelleries thingieses, a torch (...?) and...
I got... from the parentals...
A guitar.

I have no idea how to play, of course. But I can learn. It is SO fecking awesome.

Anyway, I keep being distracted by my many wonderful gifts.
So, I'll be
Off now
Merry GUITAR Commercialised GUITAR Myth Day.


Sunday, December 24, 2006

Blame Bob

Bloggedy bloggedy blog. Boing.

Bleh... boredom. Got up around midday today, wasted time on the computer...
Went out to Teh Museum. Mother, Nana, Freya, Bridie, Connor, Hamish and I drove out, Aunty Adair rode out, and Darcy was dropped there by Uncle Nigel after we'd been there long enough to -
Baby's got mama's eyes
She was always beautiful
When you hear his voice
Feel his arms around you
You remember mama smilin'
Daddy's little girl
Bad weather
Cold media storm

- see Circa and kspace, and had gone out to sit around in that watery gardenny place. Ignore the random lyrics there, just had to type 'em. Awesome song, and all. Anyway, then we went wandering around to see the other exhibits, including a place where you could leave notes saying what your favourite part of the museum was (Darcy left one saying "Cheese", I left one saying "Cheese teapot bubble pie" and Freya left one saying "Circa", boring girl =P ) and, of course, the cafe. Where we bought slushies. The slushie flavours were Dish-washing Detergent Green and Rotten Strawberry Chemical Red. Yum yum.
Anyway, then we abandoned Darcy at the museum, cause he couldn't fit in the car, and he was trying to call Uncle Nigel to collect him, but Nigel wouldn't pick up the phone. So we just left him at the museum. Aunty Adair rode back, and we took Hamish back home, where we arrived just as Uncle Nigel was leaving and just as Aunty Adair was getting home.
Nyes... then we went past the shops, where Nana, Freya and I stayed in the car and Freya and I played random staring games, and Nana got wished a "Merry Christmas, mate" by some random guy passing the car. Mother and the childerbeast went in and gotted foodz for dinner and t'morrer's lunch. But yes... food. Yummy.
Anyway, I'm off for now.
Merry Commercialised Myth, everybody =)


I'll sing it one last time for you
Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbyes
I nearly do

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Slower, slower
We don't have time for that
I just want to find an easy way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart, my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear


Oh yes, I remember now. I had the most random, random, random dream last night. It was like, the formal, only then, everybody went outside and there was a game of soccer. Except these birds kept swooping, and one landed in my hair, and then for some reason I was in these elevators of doom that led to all these random like, parallel universes or something, and then the bird was my pet. Only, I couldn't find anybody I knew, and everyone ended up in different universes, and I was all lost and alone and stuffs, and there were weird things like places where everything was patchwork jelly or where it was like the inside of a label and really weird places like that. And then I ended up back at the start, sitting on the side of the soccer match and watching, while holding that same random bird, and talking to Peoples... hm. Very strange dream, anyway, but at least it ended vaguely well.

Anyway, I'm off. *waves*

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Ladies and Gentlemen, we interrupt your regular programming...

Firstly! Before the blog! Melissa, Bridie's friend, says she likes my style :P
A round of applause for my style, everybody! Hehehe.

Another night, it's gonna be a long one...

I've found the flash drive I used to use to transfer long blogs from here to there (laptop to mac), SO voila. Instant long blog. Well, almost instant.
Well, everyone keeps asking how my Christmas shopping is going. Er... how's crap for an answer? I don't have any bloody money, how the hell am I supposed to buy presents... It's do frustrating, because Freya's gone and spent all her own money on presents for the rest of the family, and the way we normally do things is that mum and dad pay for say, ten dollar presents for each of the kids to give each other. Now Freya's gone and got everybody all sorts of things, and she's so excited about giving gifts, it's so sweet, and I can't get her anything good in return, because I have no money. Buying things for other people is the only reason I really want money, and therefore sort of need a job.
Blah... So basically mother bought a cheap plastic thing on behalf of Bridie and me to give to Freya, and I feel really bad because it's not good enough. And she's so excited about whatever it is she's getting/got me. She's all, "You're sooooo gonna love my prezzie for you!" and I'm all, "Ah, crap."
But yes... I also want to buy things for friends, and mother doesn't finance presents for anyone outside the family, and as I have no money at all, I just can't get gifts for people. Which sucks a lot.

Anyway, in other news...
Well yeah, my nana's staying with us for Christmas, which is pretty cool. My nana's awesome.
I watched the world float to the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

Anyway, ignoring my random 3 Doors Down outburst...
Yeah, nana is cool. She's great to talk to, she talks the exact way I wish I could. That is, enthusiastically but sensibly, well-thought out and involved arguments. And when I say 'arguments', I mean it in a debating/essay writing sort of way. Not that we don't argue; two similar minds will always find fault with each other. But damn, if we're both on the same side about something, we will talk for hours, and end up repeating ourselves without realising, because we just, bounce ideas off each other, and end up with these huge long spiels as to why we think what we do and why it's right, and like... very, very cool.
Nana is awesome. She's an incredibly intelligent woman. And she's not lost one ounce of that intelligence over the years. She's often surprisingly similar to me. Smart, sarcastic, stubborn, silly at random times, amongst other things. Man, I need to stop using words that start with 's'. =P But yes, we also both have a lot in common with my mother. Which means the three of us will have great conversations, but are also likely to argue over trivial things and not admit we're wrong.

We went to the National Gallery today. Not to see that Egyptian exhibit, we're too broke for that. Only, it's only $6 for me, cause I still count as a child (6-15). But it's $20 for mother, and we're that broke that we can't afford that. Anyway, we were wandering around, and mother and I started laughing madly about something, I can't even remember what it was now, and then nana joined in, and just... it's great, to be able to get along so well with my family. I know so many people who are constantly arguing and fighting with their parents, or who think their grandparents are boring, and I feel very lucky to have such a cool family. =)
But yes... we went to the member's lounge (immature sniggering goes here. Oh, man, my mind is perverted) and the mother and grandmother had coffee, and I had... dun dun dun... iced chocolate! I haven't had iced chocolate in so long... XD Tis so yummy! But yes. We got into the member's lounge cause nana's a member of the national gallery... club... thing... whatever it is.

My father was brushing my brother's hair this evening, and said, "You need to get your hair cut, little fellow. We both do." and Connor protested vehemently, saying he wanted to have his hair "like Uncle David's".
Weeeelll... My Uncle David's hair comes down to about fifteen centimetres below his shoulders. And then he's semi-bald on top -.-"
Presumably Connor was only talking about the long hair part of that. I'd encourage him, I think long hair is cute, but I really doubt it would suit him. Also, I think his hair is just the wrong type to grow like that. There are photos of dad when he wasn't so bald - not that he's amazingly bald now, but he's certainly thinning - and his hair, when he kept it longer (As was the fashion in those days... =P) was just sort of, shaggy. Instead of growing down, it grew out. And I suspect Connor's hair would do the same thing. Mother doesn't want him to have long hair, anyway.
Bah... long hair is superness. And very fun to mess up. Bwahahah ^-^
But yes. My aunt's three sons have all had long hair at some stage or other, and the youngest still has long hair now, but it's all, curly, type stuff, and just cuteliness, which wouldn't work in Connor's hair. That's Hamish, the little one with long hair. Darcy, the middle one, has had varying lengths of hair, but Darcy has that irritating air about him of being able to make anything stylish, so what he does with his hair doesn't matter. Angus, the oldest of those cousins, has reasonably short hair now, but it was long and curly and blond when he was little... we have photos to prove it! Embarrassing family photos! Bwahahahaha... but yes.

I just wrote like, four paragraphs about hair.
My god I am lame ^-^

Anyway, Vanessa came over before. Vanessa is my neighbour, and she used to be my piano teacher, and I babysit for her a lot. She came bearing... large amounts of piano music!! The exact thing I've been whining about not having enough of for the past few months! Unfortunately, I already have most of it. But it should give me something to entertain myself with during the holidays. Which is good, because otherwise I'll just sleep all day.
Though I do plan to try to clean out my room at some stage. Mother says if I clean my room I can paint the walls... very cool. And when I say 'paint', I mean like, paint. With pictures. And I know exactly what I want to paint. I refuse to tell any of you, though, and if it goes ahead and succeeds, I shall take multitudes of photos and post them all up here.

Touch my tears
With your lips
Touch my world
With your fingertips

Mm, random interjection of sweet music... <3 =P

So much I
Wish I could
So many I
Wish I would
So much I
Wish I could
Count on you not to defeat me
Please don't turn away
Please don't turn me in
To them
Please don't turn away
A friend
Please don't turn me in
To them

Storm In A Teacup is better, though. And 21st Century. Damn that song is awesome.

Anyways... I shall leave you with (Dun da daaaa):

Random lyrics to a song I don't particularly like and haven't heard in ages (because I usually skip it):

The winter here's cold
And bitter
It's chilled us to the bone
I haven't seen the sun in weeks
Too long too far from home
I feel just like I"m sinking
And I claw for a solid ground
Pulled down by the undertow
Never thought I could feel so low
In the lone darkness I feel like letting go
With all of the strength
All of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this
It's better this way
I'd say
Haven't seen this place before
And everything we say and do
Hurts us all the more
Just that we've stayed
Too long
In the same old sickly skin
Pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
In the lone darkness I feel like letting go
With all of the strength
All of the courage
Come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this
I know I can love you much better than this
It's better this way...

And while I'm listening to vaguely depressing music:

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No espression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Vhildren waiting for he day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world

Off for now, tootles all!

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Bleh... too lazy to write, have links to my stuff.
My reports ^^^^
My formal photos ^^^^

So bored. Looky at stuffz.

Also, completely randomly and for no reason at all, a quote. Some dude on some thing says:
"[info]davrtayl wrote:
Oct. 30th, 2006 01:57 pm (UTC)
i had a dream last night that a bunch of my friends went to prison and i had to try to break them out. there was a grocery store in the prison, and apples were more than three bucks each. anyway, i never was able to break my friends out, and someone stole my shoes while i was there."

That is the sort of pointless and nonsensical dream that I have all the time. I once dreamt I was eating a bowl of cornflakes, only, the bowl was triangular, and I kept trying to work out whether it was an equilateral triangle or not. Then I lost my spoon =(
I am such a loser ^-^

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

And and and and Squeeee!! ^.^

It was sooo awesome.
Kay kay kay I shall start at the beginning...
Well, a little after I finished the last post, I went and got my hair done. Oh, em, gee. *Then* I was excited. I hadn't been excited till my hair was done, and then I was sooo excited. Freya came with me, and I met up with Izzy there, and they were standing around oohing and aahing over my hair, and I got it cut, so now it's just below my shoulders. And the hairdresser curled it, and put half of it up in this tumbly swirly thingy, and it was pretty and involved over twenty hair clips and three or four invisible hair ties.
So yes.
I got home, and when I was trying to put my dress on I got stuck, cause I didn't want to mess up my hair, so I had to get Freya and Izzy to both help me get dressed -.-" But it was funny, so twas all good. And then Izzy did my make up super dooperly and and and.... then I got my bag, stoled mum's phone, put on my prettiful earrings, and bounced downstairs, before putting on my shoes and getting taken out onto the deck for LOTS AND LOTS OF PHOTOS!! Omigod I have so many photos! I don't actually have any yet, but there are heaps on mum's camera and Izzy has heaps on her digital camera and there are more I'll mention in a moment.
Anyway, I was almost late by that time, so everyone was rushed to wherever they were meant to go, and mum drove me down to Canberra College, where we were all meeting. Rosalind, Martin, Toby and Stephen were there already, and oh my gawd, everyone was gorgeous! Except Stephen. But like, Wow! Rosalind was soooo pretty, her hair was so nice and she had such a beautiful dress, I seriously didn't recognise her she was done up so much. And yes, then Ethan turned up, with his random hair, which wasn't as bad as usual but was still strange. Then Jared arrived, with a Mysterious Plastic Bag of Mystery (All shall be revealed, but not yet =P). And and and there were lots more photos, and then the bus arrived, and oh, my, god. It was like, this huge yellow double decker bus!! And I was thinking it was gonna be some crap broken down van or something, and instead it was a really fun, albeit rather broken down, big yellow bus, and there was really loud music, and Becky and Kirsten and Adrian came out of the bus, and oh em gee Agaaaain! cause Becky and Kirsten were beautiful too! Not that anybody isn't always beautiful but, like, wow! And Becky's hair was even more complicated than mine =P And and Kirsten's hair was all curliful and I didn't know it was that long, but apparently it is.
Anyway, more photos were taken with the bus (Which said "Beauty Point Express 069" on the front of it =P) and everyone got on, and we left, and there was crap music, but then it changed to Eskimo Joe, and we were all like, hell yes. And and and... it was such a big bus!
And yeah, Ethan and Martin and Becky and Rosalind and Kirsten and Jared and I were up the front, and Toby and Adrian were up the back dancing badly to the music, and Stephen was sitting somewhere or other. Anyway, Jared opened the window, or committed some other minor offence like that, and I was all, "You sabotagey person, you're trying to ruin my hair!", or something like that, I think, and he pulled this rose out of the Mysterious Bag of Mystery, and was like, "Maybe I can apologise with this." and my brain ate itself, cause I was like, not sure if he was just joking or screwing around with my mind or what, so I just blinked for a long time. But I recovered eventually, mostly =P I think I also forgot to say thank you -.-" If I did forget, then Thanks, Jared =P If I didn't forget, then Thanks again, anyway =P
Anywayz, we were waiting to get to the front of the line in the carpark, and sitting and looking down at all the people who'd already arrived, and Martin was just randomly like, "Wow, there are so many people here... maybe I should have done my hair...", and we all cracked up.
But yes, the formal was so much fun.
When we arrived and got off the bus, everyone was finding their parents and getting more photos, and I went and found mum, and of course, the first thing she noticed was that I was holding a rose, and she was all like, "Oooooh. Who's that from?" and I was like, "Jared.", and she was like, "That poor boy whose hair you destroyed?" and I'm like, "Yes, mother. Though look [pointing out Jared], it has recovered." and she said I was silly.
But yeah, we had food, and twas yummy.
And we took our shoes off and everyone ran down the grass towards the lake behind the cafe table things in the NMA (National Museum of Australia). And generally strolled around outside and inside, and talked, and stuff. And everybody looked so good!
And we got heaps and heaps of photos from the professional photographer dude, and we get them on disks apparently, with everyone's photos.
It was soo funny, though, cause Toby was like, "Someone come get a photo with me, I don't wanna be alone" and I'm like, "Yeah, I'll go" and the photographer was like, "Are you two a couple?" and Toby and I both said no at the same time, and the photographer like, completely ignored us, and was like, "OK, you wrap your arm around her there, like you own her, ok, now you, you put your arm around him , and you lean on him, and put your hand inside his jacket, like that, yep" and I was like, laughing, so hard, and I was all, "Oh my god, I can't do this!!" and Toby was laughing, and the photographer was just being completely crazy, it was so funny!
But yes, it was super super super fun, even though the only good songs they played all night were Californication and My Friend Robot.
And I felt super special all night cause I had a rose =)
But yes.
We (Becky and I, and Adrian and Toby) got back to Becky's at like, midnight, and sat around talking till about 1am, and then Becky and I went into our room, and Toby and Adrian went into their room, and Becky and I stayed up bitching about Stephen and reading the yearbook till like, 3.30, then Becky's mum came in and told us to go to sleep.

I spent all day yesterday trying on practically every dress and pair of shoes in Tuggeranong with Becky, and it was so fun, even though I only bought the first dress I tried on. And and and I'm prolly going to Tuggers this afternoon to get some shoes with Freya. ^-^
But yeah, general awesomeness.

Okies! I be's off =)

Monday, December 11, 2006

Peach Flavoured Giraffe!!

Wow, haven't updated in like, a week. Blah, that should mean that I have lots to write about, but I probably still won't. =P

Well, Thursday was boring, and all I remember is that I walked barefoot to and from the bus stop, because the shoes I had on were so painful.

Friday was the presentation day for ABW and also the official sign out for year tens. The most extravagant group there, not coincidentally the ones who won, had a whole marquee thingy, with fairy lights, a coat stand, flowers, and hand made chocolates. Our group was probably about the second most lazy: We had tablecloths over schooldesks and a shopping trolley full of non-alcoholic wine. We also had a large number of plastic wine glasses which the bases kept falling off =P Ah, well. Twas fun.
We signed out at 2.30, and Madeleine and I caught a bus to Woden. The bus that Madeleine needed to catch to get home from Woden left at 3.11, and then again at 3.50. We got there at 3.12. Ouch. She went off to find another bus that left sooner, and I wandered off home. Barefoot. Bad move. My feet are now burned and blistered; pain. But hey. Tis all good, and I'll be right.

Saturday night's party was pretty darn cool. Freya and I went over around 6.30, and met the people running the bar, and started making fruit and cheese plattery thingos. People started arriving around 7.15, and the thing started properly at 7.30. We started heating food around eight, and that was around the time that the bar opened up. The bar was actually the laundry, with a table in front of the doorway. So Katie and Charlie, the people doing the alcohol stuffz, stood in the laundry and made cocktails etc, with all the alcohol kept in the linen cupboard, and a sink full of ice, as well as extra drinks in a small truck thing full of ice parked outside the laundry door.
It was a pretty good night, Freya and I went around with plates of hot and cold food most of the time, and in between trips around, I'd heat up food and wash people's glasses, which Freya would then dry and take back to Katie and Charlie. Freya and I finished up around eleven, but they were still playing music loudly until around one, and then quieter till about two. I heard the macarena, and lots of loud, drunken laughter. Hm.... =P

But yeah, that was pretty cool. Yesterday was general recover-ment from the late night and noise. And random boring Christmas party at the uncle type person's house. Involving swimming, and bubbles in my hair. Adults have very boring conversations when they don't know each other. Tis because they stick to 'safe' topics, like the price of mattresses (a real conversation!). They're boring. So I went swimming instead. That wasn't much more interesting, but at least it wasn't boiling hot.

I had this really bad sore stomach last night, and couldn't get to sleep till I went downstairs and had a few panadol at like, three or four in the morning, and then my stomach was still hurting when I woke up, so I couldn't doze and lie around to recover, either. Some more panadol later, I went down to mum's work, cause I had to go buy summin with mother. We went into Woden, and it was so hot, and my stomach hurt so much, and I was so tired, I nearly passed out, so I sat down for a while while mother went and got me food, cause I'd sort of forgotten to eat that morning. While I was sitting there, there was some collapsed type old dude outside Woollies, and all these ambo type people crowded round. So that provided some interest while mother bought food.

But yeah, got home, and here I am, formal is in four hours and fifteen minutes, we're meeting in three hours, and *now* I'm excited. I hadn't been at all excited up till about now, and now I have all my stuff, and I'm getting my hair done in an hour, and and and and it's all very cool. =)

Voila, big long blog to make up for a lack of blogs for quite some time =P
There may be a reduction in the number of blogs written over the holidays, because I tend to do nothing at all during the holidays, and if I do nothing, there's nothing to write about. So. But I shall try to lead an exciting life for the next few months, just so I have something to write about for you all =P

I is off =)

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

I found a bruise on my knee =(

I dunno why, but I've really felt too lazy to blog for a while... but hey...
ABW is surprisingly good, it's like... teams of nine, work as a company owning one to five hotels, and customising them as they wish, and their choices are fed into a computer and the consequences of those choices are then given back to the team. It's a pretty good simulation thingy, actually. But yeah. I'm in a team with Madeleine and Jared, which is good, as well as Alex, who went to my primary school, was in PCB with me and went to RYPEN like I did, so I know him, too. Which is also good. And then there's Chris and Adam who are in my tutor group, so I vaguely know them, too, I guess. They're cool. Wilson is not so cool, but at least he's not trying to make himself a dickhead. Though he is rather pretentious. Wearing a suit, bringing a laptop, and pacing up and down at the front of the classroom? Puh-lease. But hey. Murray and Proctor are the dickheads, though. And there had to be at least two people I hated. And then there's this guy whose name I don't even know. Bit worrying, but hey :P
Our team is coming like, last. But somehow it's still being sorta fun. Which is good :)
Nothing much exciting yesterday, except someone I hadn't talked to in ages and was sort of worried about is now back online at the time they used to be, which is very, very cool.
Sunday was Izzy's farewell lunch, cause she's moving to Sydney (Suckiness =(...).
We had, the nicest pizza. And Sarah and I were mixing all the soft drinks together ^-^
It was a lot of fun, and Izzy and Sarah and I ended up wandering around Woden for ages, and getting some of that really, really yummy ice cream from that Gelatini place...
Upsetting that Izzy's moving, though. Everyone is, it's sooo not fair :'(
But yeah...
Not much going on, I got more instant noodles and milo yesterday, but I haven't eaten any of the noodles yet, and I haven't even broken the seal on the milo yet. I'm such a good girl!
Yeah, I'm off. *hugs*

Random edit cause I realised I didn't mention lunch!
Yeah, lunch was pretty cool.
Not for any particular reason, but it was.
Um... yeah... what happened... well, firstly, Toby was at school today even though he wasn't going to come to ABW, and he has like, the worst cold. But yeah, we were sitting around and stuff and it came to pass that I was massaging Toby's shoulders cause there was like, this totally weirdified muscle thing in his right shoulder, and Freya and Hannah happened to come along by chance (Curse you, Jared, I just thought-pronounced that as "chaaaahnce") at that precise moment, giving Freya the opportunity to freak out at my massaging Toby's shoulders and wearing his hat. ^-^
But yes.
Also, I gave my apple to Jared at recess cause I didn't want it.
I'm such a rebel!!
But yes, running away now!

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes, HAIR.

I went out shoe shopping! And actually BOUGHT shoes!
They are smexy and bootiful and I cannot take photos of them :P
Quick blog only, cause there's a scheduled outage in fifteen minutes or so.
After getting shoes, mother and I went to three different supermarkets to get all the food we need to get each fortnight. I've never been to all three places in a row with mum, so I hadn't realised how completely ridiculous it seems to go from Aldi in Tuggers to Woolworths in Cooleman Court to the random fruit and veg place opposite Woolies in Cooleman Court. But hey.
While we were in Cooleman Court, we went up to that hairdressing place, Chloé or Chloé's or summin, up the top, and now I have my hair thingo organised for the day of the formal. Hurrah-ness!
Anyway, I'm typing way too slowly, and also have pretty much nothing else to say, so.
Tootles =)

Oh, the joys of cleaning up dog piss... Again?!!

Went to my piano lesson instead of the year ten breakfast, because it was my last piano lesson ever and also my piano teacher's last piano lesson ever - he's not teaching anymore.
Farewell assembly was boring, nobody mucked up at all. Bleh.

We were meant to all go to Big Splash or sign out with a note and go home, but like... as if I was gonna go to Big Splash. Effort. Blerck. And of course I didn't have a note to not go, because that's just stoopid. And neither did Madeleine or Jared or Rosalind. So we just wandered off to the bus stop and went to Woden. We wandered round Woden for a while, and then Rosalind went off to meet someone else, then we wandered out to Phillip and wandered around there for a while, then we wandered back to Woden, and Madeleine and Jared went off to catch buses home and I wandered off homewards.
Throughout all that walking, Madeleine had these boots on. They were like... as long as a lead pencil that's whatever the normal length of lead pencils is long. I don't have a ruler and I'm crap at guessing lengths. But yes. Tiny boots, that were like, knee-high and with laces all up the side. And she walked round Woden, Phillip, and Woden again. My legs and feet were hurting enough having been wearing runners, I can't imagine how much those boots would have hurt...
But yes.

Got home, and almost immediately went back to Woden. Only this time it was driving, thank gawd, my feet were absolutely dead. And I got my licence!!
I remembered to cover the number, but not my address. Man, I'm talented.
And the condition "s", means that... hang on, where'd I put it... here.
"Licence Conditions
S - Licensee must wear corrective lenses at all times."
Damn, they know I'm blind. Ah well.

But yes. After getting The Licence, we went and looked at shoesies ^-^
Which was fun.

But yes.
Babysitting last night.
Which is why I'm tired and have a bandaid on my knee.
Bandaid on the knee is... sort of an odd story.
You ever seen toilet paper ads where the puppy chases the toilet paper? My neighbours decided to put that to the test and rolled a roll of toilet paper past their puppy. The puppy pounced on the end and pulled it round the house, until I pounced and skidded along the floor to grab the roll. And made my knee bleed. So now I have a bandaid.
But yes.
I also have $40. Which is good.
Now to get pocket money off the parentals!
Also, babysitting involved cleaning up doggy piddle, again. Twitch, grumble.
But yeah...
Tired, now. Offwards time.

Wait, lyrics:
Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry
You don't know how lovely you are.
I had to find you, tell you I need you,
Tell you I set you apart.

Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions,
Oh lets go back to the start.
Running in circles, Comin' up Tails
Heads on a science apart.

Nobody said it was easy,
It's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be this hard.

Oh take me back to the start.

I was just guessin' at numbers and figures,
Pulling your puzzles apart.
Questions of science, science and progress
Do not speak as loud as my heart.

And tell me you love me, come back and haunt me
Oh and I rush to the start.
Runnin' in circles, Chasin' up Tails
Comin' back as we are

Nobody said it was easy,
Oh it's such a shame for us to part.
Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be so hard.

I'm goin' back to the start.

Stuck in my head, but I don't have the song. Damnit...

Thursday, November 30, 2006



And various other sounded out letters!

But yes...
Assembly first was boring and mini-a-ture.
Photography was a bludge, as always.
English was also a bludge and was spent talking to Madeleine and ignoring the horribly boring movie.
Can't remember recess...
Longline Japanese was spent... dun dun dun... putting clear contact on French textbooks!! Amazing!!
But yes... Jaeryl actually turned up at lunch! I was kinda hyper cause lots of people were there, too ^-^. I think I scared him :P If I'd actually expected him to turn up I'da brought those RHCP CDs for him to borrow. Beh :P
But yeah, payed for ABW...
Maths now, and Madeleine is at part safe. Fun fun fun!! Amazingly boring! Wow!
But yes. We have the craplab for 'mathletics' at the moment, and like, two minutes till the bell. Jared and that-guy-whose-name-I-don't-know-but-might-be-James and I have been failing at the dodgy flash games on the hard drive of the computer =P
Butyes, science as soon as the bell goes... logically, anyway... so yes, must be off. Forty-five minutes of high school classes left! ^-^

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Um... cheese? Cheese is good.

Yeshterdee.... um...
Got woken at like, 6.30am by Connor jumping on my knees so that they bent backwards (Ow?), and screaming, "Give me my presents!!", cause it was his birthday.
No comment... But at least he liked my prezzie best ^-^
Assembly first. I got myself the superest seat: Between Toby and Jared. Yay! They're like, two of my three or four favouritest people at school ^-^
But yeah, the assembly itself was 'orribly boring, and Toby looked all sickly and tired, so that was no good.
Science was just sitting around and talking...
Outdoor ed was just sitting around...
Don't remember recess. It was yesterday, after all.
Watched some movie in World Issues. Beyond... um... Beyond Borders, I think. Had Angelina Jolie in it. Does anyone other than me think that those monstrous lips just make her look like she's always about to cry? I reckon people should make more of a fuss about her eyes, they're pretty. Her lips are just fat.
Don't remember lunch, either.
Photography and English were bludgeness...
And yeah.

I'll remember in a second...
Oh, right!
Wait, no, that's a monkey.
Japanese and maths were filled with scribbling, which shall be scanned and uploaded if I have time...
Recess was beh, as in, I can't remember it.
I had... dun dun DUN... Party Safe longline!! Oh, the fun!! Questions such "Is it safe to get in a car when the driver is drunk?" Oh, the intellectual challenge of it was more than I could handle!
Lunch was pretty boring, actually, but when the bell rang we all suddenly decided to talk about formal transport. Ten minutes after the bell had gone and we were meant to be in class, we were still talking. Fun-fun ^-^
Miss Atkinson didn't even notice I came in late, though. Rest of the class did some boring thing which I refused to be involved in.
World issues we watched some more of that movie.
And now I'm home! Yayayay!
Tomorrow is the last day of classes!!
But yes. Computer is slowly dying, so I must away. Oh, man, what a dramatic exit. Or it would have been, if I didn't keep talking...

Monday, November 27, 2006

You got SMILE'D.

English was bleh... I'm getting like, a D. Ouch.
Lunchtime was kinda boring, sort of. In a little way.
We were in the gym, and then Toby and Rosalind and I didn't wanna play cause all those dickhead year ten guys, like, Anthony and all that lot, were playing as well, so we went to the canteen and then sat under the tree, and Toby says that girl who I think is his cousin or something, apparently, Sam... now I forgot what I was going to say... But yeah, he said Sam said that someone was going to tell him they liked him, so he was all, "What should I say if someone says they like me?" all lunch. Which was mildy amusing. So was the fact that I had TNTs! As in, lollies. Of awesomeness!
But yeah, Japanese was fail.
Maths was boring, and I am getting a B!!! Gooo meeeeeee!! But yes :P
I walked past the Indonesian room today and heard them singing Imagine in Indonesian.
I never, and I mean never want to hear that done to a song again! Whatever did that nice, innocent song do wrong to deserve that? Shudder.
And, in maths, I drew a smiley face on Madeleine's hand and wrote "You got SMILE'D" on it. It was somehow very funny at the time :P
But yeah, Becky was online when I got home, and we both apologised, though I'm not sure what she was apologising for, and that was all awesome. Yayness =)
Anyway, music and eating and talking to peoples time. Offwards with me =)

Drowned Munchkin Potatoes

Grades so far:
World Issues - A (I'm so super :P)
Photography - C (Apparently I would have gotten an A if I did one or both of the major assignments...)
English - not sure yet
Japanese - B (Le shock and le surprisedness! I dunno how I managed a B, considering I hardly ever do any work...)
Maths - also not sure yet
Science - again, not sure yet
Outdoor Ed - D or E (No surprises there :P)

I had world issues just before, and I got my essay back, and even though I didn't actually do any research for it, and therefore lost ten percent for not having a bibliography, I got 88%. Go me. And the group class presentation teachy doowhatsy thingo got 90%. Go us.
Bleeehh... Formal is shaping up to be a whole lotta fun:
Bekcy is pissed at me cause I got kinda hyper from milo, stopped thinking, and told Toby who Kirsten liked. Stephen overheard and told Rosalind, who then told Martin. I'm guessing she's also pissed at me because I've been a bitch to her about everything. But hey, I don't like apologising when I'm in the wrong like this. I know what I *should* have done was apologise for telling when Becky told me not to, but I dunno, I just, really didn't feel like being yelled at and whining for forgiveness. So that's crap. And apparently Rosalind and Kirsten and Becky are organising a limo or summin for the formal, and chances are I'll be missing that one out. Rosalind asked if I wanted to go with them, but Becky has unsurprisingly avoided mentioning it, and I don't want to piss her off more by inviting myself.
Other crap about the formal:
I still need shoes, and the formal is in two weeks exactly. I also have nothing planned for my hair, tragedy of tragedies. I only think that's a problem because my hair looks utterly *crap* until it's reduced a couple of hairdressers to tears and left a third one standing and staring at it, wondering how such a mess could possibly exist.

But yeah...
Yesterdayness, Freya and a pile of her friends went out to some river somewhere, and mother, Connor, Bridie and I went down to the lake with the Aunt, Uncle, and small, noisy cousin. Mother, Adair, Nigel, and I (And I think Hamish, too, actually) didn't end up going in the water, because it was sooo hot when we got in the car, and then when we got there it was freezing. So that sucked.
And then we ended up not going to body balance, which really wasn't a problem. Only I totally failed at cooking sausages for dinner. And I forgot to cut up the potatoes before I put them in the water. So that screwed up, mother yelled at me, and I gave up on that.
Assessment's finished, so like... I have time to waste in classes... and oh, moi, gawd. There is going to be some "Party Safe" thing longline on Wednesday. They're going to tell us not to drink, I bet, and that if we do drink to watch our glasses and whatever. Bla, bla, bla, Duuuuuh. Sounds like it is going to be pure boredom, but it's compulsory. Bleurgh.
Jeebus it's freezing in the photography lab. It's like, really warm outside, and freezing in here. It's also kinda freezing in English, which I have longline, so...
Offwards...ness.... stuff... type... yeah...

Sunday, November 26, 2006


Yesterday was aaawwwweeesssoooomeeeee XD
I was online early-ish, then I was on the phone (Yayayayayayayay!!) for I dunno how long, maybe a couple of hours, tops, but damn twas fun.
And and and and then I had a shower and went formal dress shopping!!
I now have a bluetiful dress that is bluetiful. I shall have lots of photos after the formal!
Shoe shopping is next!

Anyway, that was yesterday and it was awesomey awesomey awesome, and we had dinner on the deck, which was really nice... and then ate ice cream while watching good TV. Nice nice nice.

Anyway, tis only eleven today and I have therefore not done anything at all yet, but...

This is my 100th post!

Colours and sparkles and all that! Or, there would be, if I weren't so lazy. As is, it's just larger font in pink/purple.
Anyways, that be thats, and I's is off. *waves*

Friday, November 24, 2006

And it was called, Yellow...

Piano 'smorning was 'kay.
On the way to school, mother randomly started singing this random PlaySchool song, and like... she didn't know absolutely all the words, so she got about this much of it:

"I'm a dingle-dangle scarecrow
With a flippy-floppy hat
I can shake my... um... something like this
I can shake my something like that"

And then she paused for a second, and went, "But we won't go into what the 'something' is."
And I covered my ears and went, "Mu-um!!"
And she grinned and went, "It brings an all new meaning to 'dingla-dangle scarecrow'."
And I covered my ears even more, and went, "That's awful!", even though I was already laughing, and she started laughing too, and noted that "It would scare more than the crows!"
So we were laughing so much on the way to school, and that was really funny.
But yeah, English first and I handed in that assignment, and there was a presentation with chocolate and Madeleine kept taking more than she should have, but I didn't cause I'm a Good Girl. Hmph =P
Japanese was bleh, teacher was like, majorly stressed, and I'm probably getting a B, which is amazing considering how little work I actually did.
Madeleine and I had sheets from the science assignment in maths, so we could do that, but Madeleine did like, two sentences and then was watching like, random animations and wasting time, cause we were in the computer lab.
And again, at lunch, Jared and I went in and spent our lunchtime doing work on the assignment, but Madeleine wouldn't come in. Apparently she had assignments for other classes. Which she said yesterday, as well. You'd think she could come in for at least one lunchtime, but no, apparently not.
And then in science she did about half a page and then fell asleep, and Jared had to do the test he missed yesterday, so I was like, writing flat out all lesson, and the assignment didn't get finished, but the teacher said he's mark us as high as he could. But like, I'm really annoyed at the utter lack of dedication Madeleine showed for it. It was a simple assignment, and fun, it should have been easy, but Madeleine spent the first week analysing her hair and pretending to work, and the rest of the time going, "But I analysed the evidence at the beginning!" No, your hair is Not evidence. Gr...
Anyway, outdoor ed last and the was boring.
I got 79% on the math test and 70% on the science test, by the way. Not bad, considering I didn't know the stuff for either. =P
Anyway, Freya is being an idiot. So I'm getting dragged off now.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

~Ineloquence and anger :: Are all we have~

Yawn, sigh, sleep.
Today... neh...
First class: Maths.
Test. I don't think I did too badly. A couple of things I wasn't sure whether I was doing right or not, cause I hadn't payed any attention when we were learning them, but I'm pretty much certain I passed, and got over 70%, probably.
Second class: Science.
Test. This one, not so good. I think I passed, but I'm not sure. I hope I did. And I have to do all those classwork thingies for tomorrow, bleurgh.
We had the last fifteen minutes or so to work on those assignments. Madeleine of course did nothing at all, and Jared wasn't there again, he hasn't been there for like, a week, so I tried to work, and got some stuff done, but I couldn't possibly finish it by the end of the lesson, which we had to. The teacher said people could come in at lunch to work on them, but no, Madeleine says she has other work she has to do at lunch.
"When's it due?"
"This is due today. Are you working with other people whose grades will also suffer if you don't do the work for those assignments?"
Anyway, that assignment has now totally failed.
Recess was kinda boring. Only cause I don't remember it.
Outdoor ed longline was bleh. I was kind of working on this booklet thing that, if I finish it, would enable me to pass o.e., but I don't know any of it.
Lunch was pretty good, Toby and Rosalind and Stephen and Martin and I were sitting around, like we usually do, then Toby went off somewhere, and then the sprinklers randomly turned on, and there was one right near us, so Martin rescued Toby's bag and guitar, and the rest of us jumped up and moved away, and we were all standing there for a minute or so, watching everyone running around and being stupid with the sprinklers, when Martin randomly ran over and kicked the top off the nearest sprinkler, which made this huge jet of water shoot up, so we were laughing our heads off at this impromptu fountain, and these year nine kids were sticking their heads in it and stuff... eh, twas funny =P
World Issues we presented our assignment thing in, that was okay and didn't require any effort, so that was good.
Photography was a bludge, as always, but hey :P

I wanted something
That's purer than the water
Like we were
It's not there now
Ineloquence and anger
Are all we have
Like Saturn's rings
An icy loop around me
Too hard to hold
Lash out first
At all the things we don't like
Or understand
And it's beginning to get to me
That I know more of the stars and sea
Than I do of what's in your head
Barely touching in our cold bed
Are you beginning to get my point?
That all this fighting with aching joints
Is doing nothing but tire us out
And no one knows what this fight's about
The answer phone
The lonely sound of your voice
Frozen in time
I only need
The compass that you gave me
To guide me on
And it's beginning to get to me
That I know more of the stars and sea
Than I do of what's in your head
Barely touching in our cold bed
Are you beginning to get my point?
That all this fighting with aching joints
Is doing nothing but tire us out
And no one knows what this fight's about
It's so thrilling but oh so wrong
Don't have to prove that you are so strong
Cause I can carry you on my back
After our enemies attack
I tried to tell you before I left
That I was screaming under my breath
You are the only thing that makes sense
Just ignore all this present tense
We need
To feel
Breathless with love

And more words I can't make out.
Snow Patrol = love.
The only band that comes even near to having such good lyrics is RHCP, and everyone with any sense knows they're just awesome.
But still, Snow Patrol's lyrics... better than RHCP's. Tragic, but true. Chasing Cars, Shut Your Eyes, It's Beginning to Get to Me, Run... beautiful music, beautiful words. Eloquence, something I envy hugely. I love this music...

Yeah... anyway, drinking strawberry milk, and I scanned this random, semi-journal-entry-thing I wrote last night... It's not really a journal entry thing, it's not written in my diary, that ran out of pages, it's just a notepad's page of writing, but I thought I'd share it. It's just something I've been thinking about.
I'll upload it and stick it below when I remember.

In the meantime, I'm off.


Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Dancing Elk

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


Thirty-eight fucking degrees.
It is too hot to breathe.
It is too hot to see.
It is too hot to hear.
It is too hot to move.
Now y'all know I normally avoid swearing, but fuck. I am nothing but a method of displaying thoroughly sweat-soaked clothes. I'm eating ice cubes, hugging a bottle of very cold water, and have two fans turned on me.
It is still too hot...
I need to go down to Woden and get me a dress.
Like that nice one Freya has... But maybe in brown instead of red... Dresses are nice. I don't have any at the moment, and I haven't had any since I was like, eight. Mostly because I always sit in strange positions. Positions that, were I wearing a dress, would be permanently scarring to anyone who happened to glance in my direction. But I want a dress, and I can refrain from sitting with one leg on either side of the computer if it means I can have a dress and my dignity. So now there's the simple matter of having no money at all. Yep, I spent that mp3 player money already. But I might be able to convince mother or father to finance a dress, seeing as I currently have like, no clothes...
But yeah...

I stayed up till like, 4.30am last night, lying to myself that I was trying to do that world issues assignment, when really I was just talking to people, reading comics and playing games. So I was totally exhausted and didn't finish the assignment. So mother let me have the first three lessons and lunch off; I stayed home to do the assignment. And I did the same thing again. Ain't I clever? But I think I have the information I need, so I can steal the laptop and do it tonight. It means I'll have another night with no sleep, but the internet won't be there for me to distract myself with, so. Work should be done.

But yeah, got to school, signed in, slept through maths, like, literally, I sat down and immediately fell asleep, and woke up after the bell had gone and nearly everyone had gone to their next classes, staggered to science and fell asleep again. Neither Madeleine nor Jared was there, and there was no way I could possibly stay awake on my own to do the work, so I just collapsed, but apparently the whole class gets an extension till Thursday, even though we have a test that lesson. I also have a maths test the lesson before that, for which I need to check I know the stuff.

I feel like writing this huge long emotional rant that's been floating round my head since science, but I know I'll remember the general idea and be able to write it out later, to some particular person, rather than throwing my insanity out to anyone who reads this, and I can write it *later*, after I've had a shower and lay down with music and a lot of fans.
I'd say *hugs* but if I touch anything or anyone I will become permanently attached to them, through the icky stickiness of summer humidity and sweat...
Even though it's only spring! Gah, it went right from winter to summer, missing my favourite season... bleurgh.
Anyway, nap-time. Will probably add some rant about Christmas when I wake up.
Tootles. =)

Everyone's all excited about Christmas, and stuff.
I'm not a huge fan of it. Couple of reasons:
It's like picking a random in the street and making a holiday out of their birthday. Except: This random in the street didn't exist, and if he did, was certainly *not* the son of an imaginary dude in the sky who is supposedly omnipotent and good, which combined mean that logically, he can't exist, somebody else explained it somewhere, and I can't be bothered repeating it. Something along the lines of if he's good, then he would stop all evil, unless he isn't omnipotent, in which case that's a lie, unless he isn't good, in which case that's a lie. But hey.
The other reason is a lack of finances:
I never have enough money to get prezzies for even half the people I would love to get presents for.
Also, the one that actually bothers me least (Believe it or not, I can be quite not-materialistic sometimes) is that my entire family is broke, except for a couple who are vaguely not-broke, but insane. So I get crap or non-existent presents. Bleh, I get over it.

Even for those who are good Christians and yada yada, surely what we now have as Christmas can't be seen as a religioius holiday. Really, it's just an overly commercialised day, which should be just a little thing, and it gets lost in the whole, summer holidays thing we have here.

What I do quite like about Christmas, though, are the holidays, and the annual pickernick at the Cotter. Cotter Dam, by the way. Known as the Cotter. Has playground and picnic area and river and stuffs. Beh. My family and my mother's sister's family, usually minus Angus, go down to the Cotter, and sit around near the river, and eat. Nice food. So I mostly sit around in the biggest hat mother could find, and eat French bread with avocado and BBQ chicken, and drink apple juice out of a plastic wine glass while watching the kiddles play on the playground and run in circles and entertain themselves.
It's nice.
But Christmas is still... almost exactly a month... a month and... four days, I think, brain is dead and I don't know what day it is, away, and already people are going on about how excited about it they are. Meh.
Anyway, sleeping.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Bla bla bla, bla bla de de bla.

Things that have entertained me today or yesterday:
":: Caitlin :: (8)Cry me a future where the revelations run amok, ladies and gentlemen(8) :: §dance - sing - cry - laugh - see - why§ :: says: (4:59:52 PM)
You said you were a master debator, too :P
:: Namihana :: Beauty within a facade :: says: (4:59:52 PM)
:: Namihana :: Beauty within a facade :: says: (4:59:59 PM)
Well I am.
:: Namihana :: Beauty within a facade :: says: (5:00:01 PM)
:: Caitlin :: (8)Cry me a future where the revelations run amok, ladies and gentlemen(8) :: §dance - sing - cry - laugh - see - why§ :: says: (5:00:05 PM)
^^^^^^ The evils of mobile phones ;)

And the fact that my hand is super super super. I might scan it in a bit, and upload it.
Also that one. Hehe. Train solves everything!
I'm not particularly a Train fan, but they're pretty good, and that video clip is damn funny =P

But yes...
Today was boring.
Too boring to blog about.

There, my super hand.

Also, currently playing in my mind is this song, which I actually don't have:
If anybody happens to coincidentally somehow magically have this song, twould be much appreciated if you could send it to me =P

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Musical Apple

My essay so far:
"Do we have a social responsibility to care for the mentally ill?

... I'm a great writer, amn't I?
Seriously though, I don't think I'll do too badly with this assignment...
... Once I start it.
Which could be some time away.
Even though it was due last Monday, and I'll be handing it in on this Monday, if I have it done by then.

But yeah... I don't really remember yesterday... so I won't bother trying to write much about it.
I remember we had nachos and mother and I filled up a page with ideas for this essay.
I remember the nachos cause I love nachos.
I remember the assignment work because, believe it or not, for the first time I can ever remember, mother said something nice about me. And what's really surprising is that she said it now, after we've been so pissed at each other for the past... since... since a month or so before I got that fridge, whenever that was.
I talked for five minutes straight about one aspect of the question, and at the end she looked at me, and said, "You really are a smart girl, Caitlin."
And the first thing I said was, "Are you being sarcastic?"
Which shows how much it surprised me, because I hate asking that unless I'm really, really not sure.
But apparently she wasn't being sarcastic. So that was very, very strange. But good, I guess.

But yeah... t'day... rolled out of bed around eleven, got online and stayed there until about two o'clock, during which time I actually managed to out-pervert the King of Perverted-teenage-minds... No Lardo, not you, another perverted teenager =P
But yes, around two-twenty we went down to Phillip pool, cause it reopened on the first of this month, whatever month it is now.
That was pretty fun. I managed not to get burnt, which is always good. I actually managed to not get burnt, even though I lay in the sun for an hour or so with Aunty Adair, being lazy and absorbing heat.
But yeah... that was pretty good, got back, got changed, and went down to Woden with Freya and got MUSIC.
I got more music.
By 'got', I mean, I actually bought it.
I have the physical form of music, and I payed for it.
What a strange feeling...
But really, it was $20 for two RHCP CDs, Mother's Milk and What Hits?!, so I'm like, sure, Freya and I can go half-half and we can share both CDs.
Having heard all of What Hits?! and almost none of Mother's Milk, I can conclude that Mother's Milk is a way better CD. Why? Because a lot of What Hits?! was pretty shoddy. Bleh. But hey, twas cheap, and Mother's Milk looks pretty damn good.
I wanna hear Nobody Weird Like Me, Taste The Pain, Pretty Little Ditty, Sexy Mexican Maid, Castles Made of Sand, and yeah. The alright-sounding ones that I want to hear again from What Hits?! are Show Me Your Soul, Jungle Man, Hollywood, Catholic School Girls Rule, and maybe Knock Me Down.
But yeah... there's a lot of music on these discs... tis good, tis good...
And I saw all these CDs I wanted to get... there was Queen for $15 and Van Morrison for $15 and a Beatles CD with thirty songs on it for $20, and and and music...
Only I had like, no money.
And I always have like, no money.
But that reminds me, on the way down to Woden we passed my neighbour's house (No really... I was walking down my street and all of a sudden, there was this house, that is next to mine, and you know where it was? It was right there, next to my house. Seriously, it was.) and they're like, "Hey, wanna babysit on the first or second?"
and I'm like, "Yeah, why not, not like I have a social life."
and they're like, "Cool, we'll talk to you about money and stuff later. Oh, and do you and Freya wanna waitress at our party on the ninth?"
and Freya's like "Oooh!"
and I'm like, "Yeah, sounds cool."
and they're like, "Oh yeah, we'll pay you."
and I'm like, "Yay."
and Craig goes, "Yeah, we'll give you fifty cents and let the guests tip you."
and Vanessa goes, "Ignore him, never talk money with Craig, we'll negotiate about payment later.",
and Freya's like, "Yay!"
and I'm like, "Dude, you have a proper job already, why do you need more money?"
and she's like, "There is never enough money."
and I'm like, "Good point."
and we went to Woden.
And that is the conversation that means I may be getting payed to whack people over the head with trays of alcoholic drinks.
Maybe I have a different understanding of serving people than them...
Actually, there's another idea...
Double entendres ftw.
Hearts y'all.
Cause I felt like saying it.

Man, my head is screwed.
All I've eaten today is milo and ice cream and a thingo of chips, so like, whoa. And like, yeah, that kinda Woot.
Which may account for the fact that I am fucking HYPER.
Hell yes.

But yes, in other news, my butt hurts.
I am hyper!
Ooh, what was that word?
Summin like that ;)

Gah, dude, falling off my seat, so much talent and so little to do but bounce and waste time like monkey toenails and Wheee!!!


Several glasses of water and an itsy bitsy nap later...

Yeah, back to slightly more logical topics...
A couple of, shall I say, friends of mine, are pissed off at each other.
Part of me is pissed off at each of them for being pissed off at each other, because both of them are damn awesome, and have no reason to be fighting like they are.
Another part of me is seeing one of their sides more clearly than the other, because I've been in a similar position myself, and because the other person will not explain their side of the story, and in fact, refuses to talk about the whole shenanigans.
Yet a third, selfish part of me, is secretly punching the air and Yessss!ing, because the only time either of them really talks to me, is when they're not talking to each other.
So that's kinda confusing.
I'm trying to stay neutral, but I've known one far longer than the other. But then, the one I've known for less time seems to be telling more of the truth, and she's actually telling me what she says is going on, whereas the one I've known longer simply says "I don't want to talk about it" and shuts up about it, and changes the topic if I so much as mention in passing the other person.
So I'm kind of siding with the person I've known for less time's time... and still, being über-nice to the one I've known longer, because that person is impossible to be mad at, and in fact, impossible not to like.
So that's really sort of confusing.
And I probably made it even more confusing with the way I talk.
But hey.

A random trip out the window, dinner, dessert, a completed world issues assignment and a glass of pink milk later:
I am going to bed.
Hugs for everyone, now I am going to go lie down before I pass out in this seat.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Such a long, long day...

Yesterday... I went to Woden... Toby & Farnham (Dude, if I'm spelling your name wrong, it's your fault, but I'm sorry =P) ended up coming to Woollies with me. I got a tin of pink nesquik, a tin of milo, a pile more instant noodles, and a small pack of biscuits for the guys, cause they werwe making a fuss about having no money =P
Today... missed piano cause I was late cause my watch was wrong.
Bummer about that.
Science - got nothing done. Like, I did a little work, but nothing really got done, as usual. Madeleine drew, I ate milo, and answered ONE question & put a plait in Madeleine's hair, Jared tried unsuccessfully to convince both of us to work. The usual.
Outdoor ed was spent listening to music while sitting on the grass & watching the class play soccer. A baby bird came and stood like, two feet away from me. So adorable. ^-^
World issues excursion to the ANU (Australian National University) was pretty good. We listened to a lecture from this guy with the most gorgeous accent ever, then had a tour of part of the uni campus - like, the law, social science, and arts areas, and my god, their library was beautiful... now there is a reason to get through year ten and college.
But yes.
<3 from Caitlin.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Alphabet Soup

Random crap I was thinking, a word for each letter of the alphabet, to tell a story, of sorts:

A... I was going to go through the alphabet, but I got lost,
Dazed by
Gesture of
Hatred or
Waves, or why...
Y and
Z just fall into place, sitting comfortably in the padded cell of my mind.

I feel unwell.
Cold, sick, and tired.
So tired.
I would be so happy, to curl up in bed, and sleep, forever.
I want to.
If I ever managed it, without having the chance to tell you, I love you all, everyone, you are all beautiful people, wonderful people who never cease to amaze me.
Don't bother trying to talk to me about that random emotional outburst; I'll pretend i never said it.
Cause it's easier that way.

Edible Colours

Wheee.... The teacher brought us into the computer lab for maths so we could do a probability exercise on Mathletics...
The probability of us doing mathletics is: zero.
Also, I am listening to Strawberry Fields Forever without the guitar. Scowlament.
Hehehe, music.
So I'm listeningk to musix and colouring randomly, and Madeleine just discovered that "personal beliefs" are blocked... *dies*
Stupid school.

I just like, nearly swallowed my orange texta. Talent!

I know that you went straight to someone else
While I worked through all this shit here by myself
And I think that you should spend some time alone
But if you won't
Then you won't
And I will
And I will
Consider you gone

Mm, music... ^-^

New iPod shuffle ad (I want this shuffle, but not cause of this)
(No, seriously, this isn't why I want it):
"Operate its controls with one hand. Enjoy up to twelve hours straight!"
Okay, perhaps that's just my perverted teenage mind =P

Teacher just came and gave me my mathletics password, and I chewed it up and spat it behind the computers =P
"I lost my password..."


My textas are all almost out of ink!!
I need to get more textas.
More colours!
And more milo XD
I'm getting more this aftermanoonliness.
And more instant noodles.
But for the time being, colouring with dodgy textas and listening to music while ignoring the math teacher.
Huggles for all =)

Monday, November 13, 2006

Itsy Bisty Teeny Weeny BLOG =)

Outdoor ed was sleep-through-able.
World issues was also sleep-through-able.
As was recess, apart from the complete freezing cold.
Photography was spent reading random blogs and the Dilbert Blog, and generally being bored.
Lunch was wasted listening to music and reading in the library.
English is currently being wasted reading, listening to music, and trying to decide whether this could possibly be my shortest blog ever.
Tootles =)

Sunday, November 12, 2006

The Blue Sailboat In My Head


If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me, and
Just forget the world?

Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

I am officially in love with Snow Patrol. I'd only heard Run, and I thought, well yes, it's my favouritest song of all time, but maybe it was just a fluke.
I just got Chasing Cars (Thanks Mel!).
I love Snow Patrol.
I love this song.
It is so beautiful.

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

Best lyrics, those. I have them in my MSN name.

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They're all I can see

I'm afraid I've become addicted to this song.
Ah well, tragic.

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough


I saw V for Vendetta last night.
Damn good movie. Only problem is, now I have to watch it again.
It reminded me of 1984, the world that was created, and the slogans...
"Strength through unity
Unity through faith"
Reminded me of 1984's slogans:
"Ignorance is knowledge
Peace is war
Freedom is slavery"

1984's are probably in the wrong order, and perhaps "Freedom is slavery" is meant to be "Slavery is freedom", but the general idea is the same.

It's a scary idea, in that it is so disconcertingly possible. 1984 is set, perhaps deliberately, in a land that is not identified as any of the countries in the world today. V for Vendetta is set in the UK. One of their slogans is "Britain will prevail", or "England will prevail" or something, my memory isn't great. Is it strange that I find that more reassuring than hearing the words "America will be victorious" constantly on today's news?
Perhaps it was generally accepted by the filmmakers that to set it in the US would be too close to the current and real situation...


I had to go downstairs to get dinner, and Bridie and Connor were throwing wooden blocks and toy trucks around and making heaps of noise. Then I came upstairs and had to help Freya set up this random palmtop-mac connection thing. Which totally ruined the nice, contemplative mood I had going there.
Bleh, also I'd kind of run out of stuff to say... But I'll come up with something.
Mmm, stirfry.


Yeah... I got up at about eleven this morning, because I stayed up so late watching that movie last night.
And then I ate and read the newspaper and waited for Freya to get off the computer till midday. Then I wasted time (chasing cars, around my head) talking to people who didn't want to be talking to me, trying unsuccessfully for about an hour to download Chasing Cars from LimeWire, before Mel sent it to me. (Thankee!)
Yes... talked to... people... but not for long enough. It's never for long enough.
Did a bit of English work, went to Body Balance, which had crappy music today, got back, and got onto this computer, after the little ones crashed it and couldn't get it going again.
And here I am.


Does anybody actually read the nonsense that I write?
Well yes, I know Mess reads it, and David says he reads it, and Jared and Lardo read it sometimes, and I think Jess does, too.
I suppose what I'm actually wondering is, does anybody read it, and find it funny, or interesting, or anything other than boring and meaningless?
What do I write? I write crap. I write whatever happens to me each day.
If I find my life boring, why should any of you find it interesting? What does anyone who reads this care about what so-and-so said in maths today, or how many bowls of noodles I had for breakfast today?
Is there a point to this blog?
I guess there is, in that I like to write it. It's like writing in a diary. But if I didn't blog for a month, would anybody apart from me notice?
Scratch that, I know at least two people would notice. But would anybody care? I doubt it.
I won't stop blogging. Because it's become part of my routine. When I have something or someone I want to avoid, I set up the laptop on my bed and sit and write for a few hours, lock myself away in my room, turn up the music, and cry, laugh, bounce or half-sleep while typing for two or three hours.
And I suppose that's it, really. It's my way to get away from everything, absolutely everything else. Because I'm talking to no one but myself, nobody will disagree with me or make me feel completely worthless. Except perhaps me. I don't feel like I'm wasting people's time, because it's so easy to simply close the window and stop reading, if the crap I write is boring you.
I concentrate on what I'm thinking, and don't concentrate on the work I'm supposed to be doing. I don't concentrate on the mess in my room I'm supposed to clean, I don't concentrate on those overdue English assignments, I don't concentrate on trying to make light conversation with people I'm having serious disagreements with. *cough* Mother *cough*.


Damnit, now I have a bowl of stir fry and I'm not at all hungry.


Hum ho. I'm just wondering whether there was anything that brought about that rant about bloggliness.
I doubt there was anything specifically relating to blogs that did it, that's not how my brain works. Something will make me want to rant, make me upset or angry or happy or obsessive, and I'll rant about whatever happens to float through my mind at that exact moment.
I suspect the whining rant was brought on by being pissed off at mother about the whole, no driving thing. Anyone who's talked to me in the past couple of weeks will know, I was really, really looking forward to getting that licence and actually feeling like I'd achieved something, but no. Mother doesn't trust my "mental stability". Well, fuck her.
She says, "I can't have you having a hissy fit while you're driving".
Well for one thing, they're not "hissy fits". Fuck. You'd think she'd pay attention to the flipping psychologists, even if she won't pay attention to me.
And for another, driving is not the sort of thing that would bring on one of those so-called "hissy fits".
I get anxiety attacks when I fail at something I know I should be doing well at. Or something I think I should be doing well at.
I don't expect to sit in the driver's seat of a car and immediately be able to drive, or even know how to start the bloody thing. I have never driven before.
It's something I would learn, very slowly, and I wouldn't expect to learn quickly. So I'd be learning slowly, which would be how I'd expect to be learning. So no "hissy fits".
But no, mother rejects logic.
So as you may be able to tell, I am not pleased with my mother, and she is not pleased with me.
We'll get over it, eventually, but right now I am severely pissed off.
Also, my leg makes a bloody useless mousepad.


Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo!!
This song is goddamned funny. XD
It's quite awful at times, but it's hilarious in that the euphemisms are so horrible. I mean, "quiver bone"?! You have to laugh at that.

So hypothetically
I don't want to beat around the bush



Caitlin's Lesson Of The Day:
Chopsticks do not go in eyes.


Anyway, I have work to pretend to do, so. I'd best be off.

Hugs for y'all.


Saturday, November 11, 2006

Stab. Stab, stab, stab.

People, people, people.
I spent almost the entire morning online, until the computer started being all retarded and screwy.
Yes, people, this DOES mean that it should now not crash at random moments! Hurrah!
And... I got Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo. And cackled madly at it for qutie some time =P
Bridie broke the mouse on the laptop and was chucking this huge spaz and I had to calm her down, being the only vaguely responsible person home. Yes, I can be responsible, but only in comparison to Connor and Bridie.
But yes... Went shopping... bought nothing, came home with the most horribly horribly painful back and feet and legs.
And mother says I can't get my L's till next year. Why? Because she has "concerns" about my "mental stability".
Y'all know how much I was looking forward to getting my licence.
She knew how much I was looking forward to it.
Stupid stupid stupid fucking fucktard of a retard.
But yes...
Caitlin is Super Dooper PISSED OFF.

Friday, November 10, 2006

Red Feet

It's been
One week since you looked at me
Cocked your head to the side
And said, "I'm angry"
Five days since you laughed at me
Said, "Get back together,
Come back and see me"
Three days since the living room
I realised it's all my fault
But couldn't tell you
You'd forgiven me
But it'll still be two days
Till I say I'm sorry

My god, I haven't heard this song in so long! I love it. So cool.
And smack, there I go, falling off my chair again. But I digress.
Awesome song. Funny song. One Week - Barenaked Ladies.

How can I help it if I think you're funny when you're mad?
Trying hard not to smile, though I feel bad
I'm the kinda guy who laughs at a funeral
Can't understand what I mean? Well you soon will
I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve
I have a history of taking off my shirt

It's been
One week since you looked at me
Threw your arms in the air
And said, "You're crazy"
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the rug burns
On both my knees
It's been
Three days since the afternoon
You realised it's not my fault
Not a moment too soon
You'd forgiven me
And now I'll sit back and wait
Till you say you're sorry

I make mad films
Kay I don't make films
But if I did they'd have a samurai

See? Funny, like I said.

Mmm, music.

Bittersweet Symphony! I LOVE THIS SONG!

Cause it's a
This life...

But I'm a million different people
From one day to the next
I can change

And and and and Don't Look Back in Anger

So, Sally can wait
She knows it's too late
As we're walking on by
Her soul, slides away
But don't look back in anger
I heard you say

Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Hee... country moozix... Farnham was gonna run away when The Waifs came on when we were all listening to music at lunch today. Baaah...
But jyes... Dixie Chicks. Landslide. Super. Apparently it's "almost" as good as the original. According to mother. I haven't heard the original, so bleh.

Monday = Awwwwsum sawng! *sings, badly*

I'm alright
Get me out of FLA
I fooled ya
In school yeah
Now I know I made a mistake

Yeah, the lyrics aren't much to look at, but the music is super super super!
And and and I wanna get Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo, while I remember... but no internet, must wait till t'morrer. Bleh.
I've only heard it a couple of times, at Izzy's, but yeah, cool song. But I expect everybody in the world has heard it =P

Heheh, my piano teacher was laughing at people trying to be indy/indie/whatever this morning... heh... (Eee, if I laugh too much Miss Anna will hurt me =P)

And and and and and and and and SCAR TISSUE! Man, I love this song <3

Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know-it-all
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you cause
With the birds I'll share
With the birds I'll share this-a
Lonely view
With the birds I'll share this-a
Lonely view
With the birds I'll share this-a
Lonely view

And Run.

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

That is my favouritest, favouritest song, ever.

Light up, light up, as if you have a choice
Run - Snow Patrol

If you haven't heard it, find it now, buy it, download it, steal it, whatever, just get the damn song and listen to it.

Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak, I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

Mm... music...

Major, major, major sore neck...
I found out how to read through old MSN convos on this computer, so I'm reading through the ones from when we had dial up and it worked on this computer... My god, I was an idiot.
La =P
Like more of an idiot than I am now. Seriously, seriously pathetic. If me now talked to me then, me then would get totally owned by me now.

All eyes
All eyes
All eyes on you

This song is sooo... like... whoah... dude. And like... whoa. Makes me feel dizzy... kind of...
If - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Offwards for teh moment. Head is hurting. Need to be away from the computer for a while.

But yeah... Watched TV and stuffs...
The soles of my feet are like, bright red...
Cause I was feeling weird this afternoon and I climbed out the window, and I was walking around on the roof, and the red tiles for some reason have this red powder stuff on them, so my feet were all red... but yeah, I went and sat on the non-powder-tiled bit and watched stuff... random stuff... like a twig falling out of a tree, and a leaf blowing along the street, and the cars on the other side of Woden Valley...
Bleh, I felt really weird, so.

But yeah, now I have red feet. Mnes... anyway, I'm totally exhausted, so sleeptime for Caitlin.

Avert your eyes, innocent pencil case!!


Hell yes!

But apart from that...

Also, I had like, the bestest science lesson ever t'day.
Poor Jared was all sleepy and resting his head on the desk... which is when WE ATTACKED!
With the hairdressing skillz PLUS SEVEN HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO!
I don't think Jared will ever forgive either of us for that incident.
I think he walked away with tissues plaited into his hair (I'm sowwy! I know I said we weren't putting tissues in, but it was SO fun!!)...

But yeah, aside from that, the rest of today was pretty damn good, and we were listening to my music at lunchtime with Toby's magical lunchbox... it was like, portable speakers, but still!

Anyway, awesome mood, blog takes too long, so running away time.
Hugs for everyone!! XD

Transpositional Trivia

You've got a way with words
You've got a way that makes me feel so complicated
Your message meets the floor
The horizon meets you're hoarse and you're deliberated
I'm only clearing my throat
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never see
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never know
You might never know
You've got a way with words
You've got a way that makes me feel so complicated
A wall keeps you from me
You'd raise the door some just so you could find the key
The wolves are waiting
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never see
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never know
You might never know I'm underground
As the words just spin around and you hunt them down try to pin them to the ground there will be no sound as the words just tumble out and you won't be found by the time you hit the ground
You've got a way with words
You've got a way with words
You've got a way with words
(with words, with words, with words)
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never see
Don't you ever wish for just one thing you might never know
You might never know
(Dont you ever wish for, dont you ever wish for)
You might never know
(Dont you ever wish for, dont you ever wish for)
Oh you might never know

Lyrics from
Which seems to be the only lyrics site the school hasn't blocked. (?!!!)
Apparently they're blocked under the heading "entertainment". Fuck?! Entertainment is blocked?! Fuck school.

I got a brand new friend, he's a robot
and he is my man, and he's megawatt
he doesn't pretend
never lies, never cheats, never steals from me
I trust nobody else with my secrets I can depend on his sequence
Logical patterns i trust in his hard drive, relax, I can unwind
I got a friend, and he's a robot man (robot man)
I got a friend, and he's a computer man (computer man)
I know there are some humans who can't know
there is nobody so day-glow
constant companion, who knows all the action, can calculate fractions
And he is zeros and ones and i know this
He is not flesh and he can't kiss
But who needs humans when humans get angry and humans get ugly
I got a friend, and he's a robot man (robot man)
I got a friend, and he's a computer man (computer man)
I got the greatest friend, he's a robot
Always begins, just non-stopcomputer language, while making a sandwich, converting the average
And he is always such fun, and he's number one
He's taking the time and he can run
right through the night and he never sleeps and he never lies down
I got a friend, and he's a robot man (robot man)
I got a friend, and he's a computer man (computer man)

Those lyrics're from... here:

I like that song. Tee hee...
Blut blyes.
Bluber Bloredblom.
I bit my tongue...

Yeah, I have a blog for yesterday I'ma put up when I get home. Tis another of those I write on the laptop, put on the flash drive, and move to the mac.
But yeah...

Gr, mum was grumbling at me last night...
Dad was sitting there and talking to me, and he said something funny and I laughed, and mother comes in and is all, "I don't see what's so funny. Why do you always just lie around and do nothing? Why can't you get up and bloody do something for once?" and bitch bitch bitch, but hey. Bleh.
I just ignored her. Cause that's what I always do, and it works.
It's easy, anyway.

But yes...
Did You Know: That if you transpose the Ben Folds song Hiro's Song into C# major, then the last chord in the first segment of four bars long is all black notes?
... I had an interesting piano lesson.
My tutor teacher made cupcakes with pink icing for the entire tutor group! They were soooo nice! I like cupcakes =)

But yes... Boredom. Offwards with me.