Saturday, September 30, 2006

Brave Sir Robin

Having had this song wandering lazily through my head quite often recently, due to several various things triggering memories of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, I felt like posting the words.

As Sir Robin sets off on his quest for... whatever it was, he is accompanied by a troup of bards, engaged to commit to history the brave deeds of Sir Robin.
Their tales are as follows:

"Bravely bold Sir Robin
Rode forth from Camelot
He was not afraid to die, oh brave Sir Robin
He was not in the least afraid to be killed in nasty ways
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin
He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp
Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbow broken
To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brav Sir Robin
His head smashed in and his heart cut out and
His liver removed and his bowels unplugged and
His nostrils raped and his bottom burnt off and
His penis-"
Here the minstrels are cut off by an understandably upset Sir Robin with the words (something along the lines of) "Right, right, I think that's enough music for now" . After a while, they continue, quietly at first.
"He is brave Sir Robin, brave Sir Robin who..."
"To fight and..."
Around about here, Robin and his minstrels encounter a three headed... ogre, or something. The three heads disagree with themselves for a while, possibly about how to kill Sir Robin (I haven't seen the movie in a while, I don't quite remember), and as they argue, Robin... retreats. Bravely.
"Brave Sir Robin ran away
Bravely ran away, away
When danger reared its ugly head
He bravely turned his tail and fled
Yes, brave Sir Robin turned about
And gallantly he chickened out
Bravely taking to his feet, he beat
a very brave retreat, bravest of the brave, Sir Robin"
Again they are interrupted by a disagreeing Sir Robin... and again they continue.
"He is packing it in, and packing it up
And sneaking away and buggering up
And chickening out and pissing off home
Yes bravely he is throwing in the sponge"
And the last verse is interspersed with indignant shouts from 'brave' Sir Robin of "I didn't! I never did! It's all lies!".

Friday, September 29, 2006

Nasal Llamas

Wheee... boredom...
Randomly got the early bus this morning...boring.
There were only 7 people in outdoor ed, so we joined the PE class and played some random game. Boring.
World issues also only had seven people. Watched movie. Boring.
Nobody there at recess, so I sat around and ate and listened to music. Boring.
Photography, we're watching some random really, really crappy movie, that looks like it was made by a couple of twelve year olds. It sucks. Really badly.
But yes, amusemental incident before world issues, Ryan was being stupid, hanging around outside his maths class, he's like, "*nerd voice* I can't get in, I'm only a level four spellcaster and that door has a level five shield on it. *snort*", and Miss Random Math Teacher's like, "Yeah, and you're being a level six dumbass", and everybody laughed. Ryan deserves to be laughed at. There's a perfectly good reason for that judgement, which I don't feel like sharing with y'all.

Bah, stoopid computer won't let me upload all my photography pics. Darned internet blocking thingy... ah, well. Anyways... Man, I'm bored. Oh, tis 12:34. Hehe. Two days in a row I've seen that. Yay.

Wow, I'm easily amused.

Sweet monkey potatoes, this movie sucks! It is sooo crap... and sooooo boring... meh... I have nothing at all to do...
Oh, they were playing Red Hot Chili Peppers in outdoor ed. Yay! I think it was the "What Hits?" album, It had Otherside, Under the Bridge, Suck My Kiss, and another couple I didn't recognise... I want that album. I wanted to get Under the Bridge, but Limewire was being tardified. I'ma try get a few songs this afternoon, though... meh...
Tired. Bored. Couldn't get online last night, the internet wouldn't work.
Mehff... Five minutes of class left. I'm off... Bye byes.

Yay, English = four people, and a computer lab... with damn good speakers. So the teacher's sitting round marking essay things, I'm bloggifying, again, and Michael's plugged some random thing into the speakers... Scissor Sisters apparently. 'salright. Speakers are awesome. As mentioned earlier. I can't believe my school would actually buy good speakers... normally they're like, uber cheap over everything, but like... cewl, cewl, cewl, music. So yeah, first fifteen minutes of lunch was pretty boring, but then Jared came over, so I talked to him for the rest of lunch, which was pretty interesting. Yasmin's right in that he is a little odd, but he's pretty cool anyway. Clever 'n all. And funny. But definitely odd. But nyes. I like most people, provided they're clever and funny. That's basically the only two things I want from people. Amusement and clever discussion. Oddness always scores extra points, as does being nice to me and mean to people I dislike =P
Anyway... de de dee.... this music's fairly alright... it's good for listening to, and the speakers make everything awesome.
Meh, offwards with me. *waves*

Thursday, September 28, 2006

I have too much time on my hands. And feet.

200. My middle name is: Rose

199. I was born : 23-01-91

198. I am really: Irritating. ^-^

197. My cell phone company is: ... I don't have a mobile. *cries*

196. My eye color is: Erm... *this* colour. Ish. Bit grey-er.

195. My shoe size is: 9

194. My ring size is: 7 (I had a mood ring once... it said '7' on the inside, and the bigger one said '8' and the smaller one said '6', so I'm assuming that's the size...)

193. My height is: 5'4". Yah, I'm littley and short. Pfft...

192. I'm allergic to: You.

191. I was born in: A hospital that no longer exists. Where it was, there is now a museum. The Museum. The National Museum of Australia, in fact.

190. I live in: A small, invisible, triangular bubble.

189. The last book I read: Dane's answer was "Terry Pratchett, Pyramids.". Just randomly - I read that book a month or so ago! Coinkidinkness. Good book, too. Last book I read was George Orwell's Animal Farm.

188. My bed is: A king single size with a single mattress. That has always, always pissed me off. Cause my mattress slides, being shorter than the bed and all, which irritates me. My bed is also: scribbled on. Heh... -.-"

187: One thing you hate about yourself: How much I annoy myself?

179. My favorite holiday is: Spleen Day. Pfft, holidays, school, either way, I don't notice anything that's going on. Probably the summer holidays, though. Cause they have Christmas and my birthday.

178. The perfect kiss is: Dunno.

177. The last three cd's I bought are: Bought? You mean that thing, where you give people money and they give you music? I don't think so. mp3s for the win.

176. Last song that made me cry was: I... don't remember... good. Yay!

175. Are you single or taken: Single

174. If your taken, by whom? My imaginary friend.

173. Do you like being single/taken?: Meh, don' care.

170. What did you do yesterday?: Sleep, fail a maths test.

:::I Do (YES)/Do Not (NO) Believe In:::

142. Love at first sight? Quote of a poem I earlier copy-pasted into a post: "... I believe that love at first sight is just another form of mistaken identity"

141. Luck? For some reason, yeah, I guess.

140. Fate? Pfft, no. Things happen because of other things happening. Cause and effect. Not some pffty big plan thingy.

139. Yourself? No, not really.

138. Aliens? Maybe... not necessarily that aliens have visited earth or anything, but like... the universe is huge. It's not like earth would be the only planet in the whole universe with any living things on it.

137. Heaven? Nup

136. Hell? Nuh uh

134. Horoscopes? Nope, but I read them. Then again, I read everything. Cereal boxes and jam jar labels can be quite amusing...

133. Soulmates? Logically, no. But that doesn't stop the illogical side of me, which is considerably larger than the logical side, saying that maybe there is. Just to have something good for a change.

:::Which is Better?:::

129. Hugs or Kisses?: Hugs!

128. Drunk or High: Dunno.

127. Phone or Online: Phones were once The Thing, but not anymore. They're still good, but like... quantity over quality, online wins now.

126. Red heads or Black hair: Oddly, every best friend I've had since year two has had red hair. Just randomly. But I like black.

125. Blondes or burnettes: Don't care, really. I'll go brunettes, just cause people who act 'blonde' piff me off.

124. Hot or cold: No medium? Hot, I suppose...

123. Summer or winter: Spring. Screw you, yes or no questions. Out of those two, summer though. Just cause there's less school and more aquisition of material goods.

121. Chocolate or vanilla: Caramel! Butterscotch! Honeycomb! Or, fine, vanilla.

120. Night or Day: Night. Daytime = dead time.

119. Oranges or Apples: Apples

118. Curly or Straight hair: For what? Or who? I have wavey hair...

:::Here's What I Think About::: ..

116. Abortion: *attempts not to rant and rave* Give people the right to choice. If someone's life is going to be crap because their parents didn't want them, or can't afford to look after them, abortion might just be the best thing to do. And nobody's legally saying that you *have* to have an abortion. Whereas anti-abortionist people are basically saying it should be illegal, which takes away the whole choice thing. Choice over something as life-changing, or even life-ending, as that should be a basic right.

115. Backstabbers: Spleen-stabbers are better.

114. Parents: Source of food and money. But seriously, they're great. I mean, yeah, I'll disagree witht hem sometimes, but like... I wuvz my mummy and daddy. They look after me, and treat me as an equal, and they're great people.

::Last time I:::

103. Kissed someone: Hey, look, a distraction!

102. Had food: Um... Last night. I just realised twas lunchtime and I haven't eaten yet. Whoops...

101. Seen someone I haven't seen in a while: I-unno.

100. Cried in front of someone: Week or so ago.

99. Grew: Teh fuck? Growing is like, a constant.


90. Who is the ditziest person you know: Milly, my sister's friend.

89. Who makes you laugh the most: Possibly Edward... Onliney people! Josh and Dane are pretty awesomely funny. Miss Melissa's pretty darn amusing, too... Offline people are cool, too, but only occasionally. Toby's pretty funny. And ticklish. Bwahahah.

87. The last movie I saw: An Inconvenient Truth. (Go see it)

82. What I don't understand is: How exactly a spleen works.

80. The most unsatisfactory answer I've ever received is: "Because I say so", "dot-dot-dot", or "We'll see."

76. Something I will really miss when I leave home is: Pfft, I'm staying here as long as I can. Free food, free house, free transport, free cleaning...

75. The thing that I'm looking forward to the most: I dunno... at the moment, probably driving. In October. See countdown thingy >>>>>. But still, that's just like, something that happens. Apart from that, there's nothing I'm doing, and not much I'm really interested in doing. Shrug.

74. The thing that I'm not looking forward to is: Toby, Becky and Izzy moving between now and the end of the year. Nuuu! My precious peoples! Don't abandon me! *implodes*

73. Tomorrow: Sucks. Last day of term, nobody's gonna be there, my sister's not even gonna be there in the afternoon cause she gets the last two lessons off to see my brother's assembly, for some reason, and I don't even have piano in the morning.

72. Today: Sat at the computer. Am sitting at the computer. Will sit at the computer.

71. Next Summer? Is hopefully going to be better than last.

70. Next Week: Is holidays. During which I will most likely do very little at all.

67. People call me: by my name? I've been called a lot of odd things... Grasshopper, Oddball the Second, Hunny-bun (Toby being odd...), bitch, insane, and various un-nice things.

62. The person who knows the most about me is: Edward, prolly.

60. The most difficult thing to do is: Anything.

59. I have gotten a speeding ticket: That's a statement, not a question, or a sentence that requires finishing. It's also untrue.

56. My zodiac sign is: Aquarius.

55. The first person I talked to today was: Father. Conversation is as follows:
"Come on, time to get up."
"*inarticulate noise of disagreement from pillow*"

54. First time you had a crush: Probably some time in primary school.

53. The one person who I can't hide things from: Um... Dunno. No one, really. Not even me.

52. Last time someone said something you were thinking?: Rosalind - "Stephen is so stupid".

51. Right now I am talking to: My scanner. A hairbrush. A blue marker.

50. What is your dream job? Who would dream about working?

49. First job?: Haven't had one.

48. I have/will get a job at: Dunno...

47. I have these pets: There are chickens in my backyard... they're stupid...

46. I hope: For anything. For something to happen that I can do something with, and stop doing nothing at all all the time.

45. The worst sound in the world: Me. ^-^

44. The person that makes me cry the most is: The same person that makes me laugh the most.

39. My boy/girlfriend is: My printer. ^-^

35. Florida or Hawaii: They both exist, right? And I'm not going to either any time soon, right? Then who cares?

33. My favorite piece of clothing: My black pants! Silk lined! SILK! *implodes*

32. My favorite sport is: Sleeping

30. My friends are: Either incredibly irritating or super awesome.

29. My computer is: A piece of bright green plastic shit. I just have to quote Dane's answer here, just cause it's funny - "Awesome. Sometimes. Aren't you, ya bloody whore... No, I didn't mean that, you know I love you! *computer freezes*"

28. The school I went to is: Yarralumla Montessori Pre-school, Lyons Primary School, Curtin Primary school. Now, teh Alfred Deakin High.

27. Last person I got mad at: Probably me. Maybe Becky.

22. The all-time best movie is: Dunno, I don't really watch movies...

21. The all-time best thing in the world is: Pocky.

18. The most annoying person you know is: Me. Yay!

17. I lose all respect for people who: Are ignorant, and wouldn't have it any other way. People who are constantly hypocritical, or discriminatory... or like crappy music, or act exactly the same as everybody else in their group, use the word 'like' even more than I do, dye their hair so it matches their favourite outfit or their friend's hair... pfft. Most people lose my respect fairly easily.

16. The movies I have cried at are: None. Yay me!

15. 5 Closest friends Name(s): Bah, they know who they are.

14. TV channels you watch: ABC. From the ABC, I mostly watch BBC shows... or just generally shows from England. They have better TV than we do. *pout*. Mm... Black Books...

13. Favorite web site: I dunno. The ones I use the most... see the little list thingy on the right hand side.

12. I want to be: Able to fly. Without an aeroplane, doofus. Or a helipopalah. Or other machinery.

11. The worst pain I was ever in was: I dunno. Never done any serious damage to myself, so.

10. My favorite word/s: Spiffy, snazzy, nifty, über...

9. My room is: A mess.

5. My weakness is: Needing things.

4. What I like about the opposite sex is: They're less fixated with how they look(except for those odd guys who spend longer doing their hair than we do...), they're usually funnier than girls, they're more relaxed more of the time, they don't bitch like we do, and they're fun to look at. Squee!

3.Who broke your heart: Hearts are organs, they don't 'break', so much as... implode! Whee!

2. One thing that makes you feel great is: Pocky, a few specific people, lying in the sun for too long and seeing sparkles.

1. I filled out 200 Questions because: Nobody is online, surprisingly enough... OMFGZ!11!!! It's 12:34:56!!! But yes, because no one is online because it's the middle of a school day. So bored.

I feel pretty today.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Apha Bettal Lawder

Here, learn some random crap you weren't interested in about a random girl you weren't interested in.

[A is for age:] 15

[B is for booze:] I'm a good girl, course I don't drink. If I did, though, I like that random pink bubbly stuff we had once.

[C is for career you want:] Anything either incredibly interesting or monotonously boring. The first so I could enjoy it, the second so I could daydream whilst 'working'.

[D is for your dog's name:] I don't have a puppy... *cries*

[E is for essential items for your everyday life:] Computer, food.

[F is for favorite songs at the moment:] What I *think* might be the theme music for The Piano... I scribbled down a loose transcription of it the other day, I'll scan it when I get the chance, see if any musicalicians can recognise it...

[G is for favorite game:] Game? Monopoly. I kick ass.

[H is for hometown:] Canberra.

[I is for instruments you play:] Piano (Have played clarinet, can play guitar - I'm just not sure how -, once managed to play Hot Cross Buns on flute, was forced to do recorder in primary school, and can't sing for shite, despite Toby and Becky's insistence that I can.)

[J is for jam or jelly you like:] Omigod. Aeroplane Jelly's port wine flavour. XD

[K is for how many kids you want?] 2. If any.

[L is for living arrangements:] I live in an imaginary protective bubble. It is triangular.

[M is for mom's name:] Elspeth.

[N is for name of your crush:] Ack, I don't think so. I don't think he reads this, but like... someone might tell him. >.> *paranoia*

[O is for overnight hospital stays:] Not that I remember, unless there was one for like, amnesia or something.

[P is for phobias:] Temporary clinophobia at one stage, lactophobia (Hehe, I made that word up, and the fear is Edward's fault), seaweed that grows in lakes, black swans from the lake... squishy grey and slimey sand from the lake...

[Q is for quotes you like:] Pfft, quotes are for n00bs. - Me.

[R is for random useless fact:] There is no I in team, but there is a 'me' if you rearrange the letters. That is not a quote from House, I came up with it before he did. Ask Becky.

[S is for sexual orientation:] I like ducks. Seriously, though. Pfft.

[T is for time you wake up:] x+20, where 'x' is the time I was meant to wake up.

[U is for color underwear right now] *checks* Black.

[V is for vegetable you love] Vegetable and love do not go together in the same sentence. I do, however, tolerate corn, mashied potatoes, and carrots. And peas. But only fresh peas.

[W is for worst habit:] Being easily addicted to things/people. e.g., the computer.

[X is for x-rays you've had:] Mouthly ones.

[Y is for yummy food you make:] Porridge? With enough brown sugar to make the porridge this colour.

[Z is for zodiac sign:] Aquarius

It smells like coconut jellybeans!

I woke up at 8.32am this morning.
I am meant to leave the house at 8.28am.
Therein lies the problem.

Mother drove Freya and I to school, so we were like, ten minutes early instead ofthe normal two minutes. On the way down from teh street behind the school, I spotted the everyone, and so abandoned the idea of actually going o my locker or checking the notices before tutor group. But yes. Jacinta stole Toby's cards, so he picked her up and Cameron got the cards back. Then Toby said he had a sore back, and said I could either kiss it better or massage his back. I politely declined both offers =p, but ended up rubbing his shoulders anyway, which Cameron (predictably enough) decided to take in a rather less innocent way than the way it should have been taken. w00t! I just typed that whole last sentence without looking at the keyboard or screen once, and no mistakes at all!! Squee!
Anyway, I had... science first. The teacher has this silly idea that doing work would improve my grade. Pfft, infidels.
Outdoor ed was uber boring, tagged along with Jen and Lisa up Red Hill... nothing of intererererestedity.
Recess... um... I might remember it... maybe... if I wait long enough... um.... nup, it's gone. Damn.
World Issues - watched this random video about like, this, Ethiopian kid pretending to be Jewish to get out of Ethiopia... or something... it was in like, Russian or something, so it had subtitles.
Lunch - Fairly gewd, fairly gewd. I discovered that Toby is incredibly ticklish. That was fun. =D. *giggles* After the bell went, I gotted a hug from Toby, and he was like, "Yeah, that's right Amy, be jealous" over my shoulder, so he he. Cause I would've been jealous if I were her. But yes, also, Rosalind is unamusing, and I need to remember to bring in Black Books o I can lend it to Madeleine. I'd have to get them back over the holidays, though. I can't survive two empty weeks without Bernard Black. ^-^
Photography was kind of uninteresting. Like, it wasn't boring, but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary or requiring great skill.
English is where I am now, and clearly not requiring any attention or effort. Hehe. Heh. Hehehehhehe. Heheheheheheehehehehheehheee*fwoom*
Caitlin spontaneously combusted.
Anyway, there be'eth only fifteen minutes left, so I shall be offwards in an attempt to find something vaguely more itneresting to do.
Bye byes.


There is soap in my eyes.
Bad typing.
Pain, goddamnit.

Haven't bloggitied since like, Friday. But hey. I usually only blog when I run out of things to do, and I haven't done that in a while. After reading 1984, I went on to read two random un-mention-worthy school library books and Animal Farm. W00t, reading-spree!
Anyway, apart from that, have been doing my science assignment (Handed in on time, no less), and scanning even more things...
e.g., my piano music. XD

See? Music Box Dancer. Everybody recognises it when they hear it. It's one of those ice cream truck songs.

Aaach, my eyes hurt, and so does my back... must... blog... *twitch*

Freya took ages to use the printer this morning, so we were nearly late... but got to and on the bus with no real issues.
World Issues... random assessment piece, got at least eighty-five percent, average was eighty.
Photography - bitched rather a lot at Becky, Ethan and Martin, cause I had a headache and they were making a lot of noise. Yeah, it was an overreaction, but hey. I'm a horrible person.
Recess, I don't really remember...
English, looked at my pickitures, and oh, m oi, gawd.
I saw this shirt with the first 4339 digits of pi arranged to form the symbol for pi.
I want it.
I also want, "No, I will not fix your computer for you", and "There are 10 types of people in this world: Those who understand binary, and those who don't". Maybe the "I *heart* Geeks" one, too...
Lunchtime... everyone was at the Central Trip meeting, so then Jared came and sat with us, and we decided that global warming wouldn't be half as bad as it is if the twig forest were still there. Then when Becky and I got up to go hand things in before the bell, we spotted Toby, and his *airquote* "sexy" Central Trip shirt. Which he modelled for us, very stylishly. Then we kidnapped him and took him with us to hand in Becky's English portfolio and my science assignment, and we were going to bring him to Japanese, but he ran away. *pout* And he randomly picked me up again. Yay for being light!
Japanese... peh. Making a tiny start on the assignment...
Maths - boring. Relief teacher got miss executive teacher in to yell at us for not working...
Bus - no seatsies! Till a few people left, then Madeleine and I pounced on some newly vacated seats.
Got home... talkéd to Miss Melissa, and to teh Mess, who's only getting a mention in case he eventually gets to this post... pfft, why start reading from the bottom? Anyway. Waah, no one was online this afternoon. And now there are more people online, but they're not talking! Waaah! Gr, stoopid people... *shakes fist*

Anyway, that be itteth for teh night.
Oh, no, wait. Second week of the holidays (four days to go... I can make it, I can make it!) I'm going to Noosa, with no parents, and no siblings! SqueeeEEEee! I'm going with teh aunt and co. Awesomeness.

Anyway, that actually does be it for teh night.

Friday, September 22, 2006

Two Plus Two Equals Five

Nineteen Eighty-four.
Click link.
Read book.
Come on, you can do it, it only took me three hours.
Damn good book. Scary, disconcertingly familiar, but damn good.

Also: Yesterday's blog in handwritten form...

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Spleen of the Day

Spleen Pie, served with a side of roasted spleen, sprinkled with Mongolian spleen cheese.
May I recommend the spleen juice?

We had some crazy Indian relief teacher for maths. Madeleine is writing some story about some idea we had... funniness-thing... and she was drawing some disturbing picture...
Science was shmeh... 65%ish on my test... hell, at least I passed; Ethan didn't. Jared got the highest mark in the class, yay for him and cleverness and stuff. Madeleine got... I dunno, something fairly good.
Recess... I said, "Who'll be my windshield?", and Toby said, "No one's big enough to be a windshield.", and I hmphed and said, "Are you implying that I'd need somebody really fat to be a windshield for me?" and he's like, "Nooo! I didn't mean it like that!", and all cuteliness and funniness... heh. Then a bit later, I'm like, "Who's going to lift me up? I don't want to have my feet on the ground anymore.", and Toby picked me up as he walked past. Hee... ain't he cute? Kawaii-ne. =P
Outdoor ed was shneh. Went up Red Hill, my legs got all scratched and Kelsey fell through a bush and into a puddle.
Hee hee. ^-^
Lunch was meh. Went out and sat at the cricket nets, boring.
World Issues was fine, more worksheet stuffs.
Photography was pretty cool, got to check out our Floríade photos. Quite a few good ones.

":: Caitlyn :: Curiouser and curiouser... :: says: (10:48:15 PM)
My school canteen sells spleen.

| Tiny | No more, no less. says: (10:48:20 PM)

:: Caitlyn :: Curiouser and curiouser... :: says: (10:48:22 PM)
Sure, it calls it 'beef pie', but like...

:: Caitlyn :: Curiouser and curiouser... :: says: (10:48:25 PM)


Remember to looky at my pretty pictures.

Bye byes.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Mongolian Spleen Cheese

There were no buses this morning, and mother neglected to tell Freya and me this, even though she admitted later that she had in fact seen it on the late news last night. So, great. No buses to get to school. So we walked halfway, before Talea saw us and her mother gave us a lift the rest of the way. In their tiny car full of horse stuff, dog stuff, hay, and a dog that had a rather creepy preoccupation with licking my hair.
Outdoor ed sucked. Red Hill walk, and even though Becky was there, for once, she had ridiculous shoes. Sure, they were pretty, but not walking shoes. So I had to go up alone. Again. Fun-fun-fun.
World Issues... shmeh, worksheet stuff. Got my assignment back, 93% XD
Floríade excursion was teh awesome. Martin and I teased Becky and Ethan for like, the whole time... So fun... and funny... and there were ducks and flowers and sunshine and I spun in circles a lot.
English was mehly boring.
Japanese was mehly boring, also. Becky and I went down to the library to do the assignment, before realising we had no idea how to. Saw Jess & talked a bit to her. Borrowed a couple of books. As we were leaving, the librarian said, "I can't make Rory smile. Tickle him or something" and Becky said, "Oh, I'll make him smile eventually..." and I laughed so loudly at her, till she realised why I was laughing and hit me, but then she laughed too, and she said she'd make Ethan smile, too. Bahahah.
Bus was farly gewd. Musickied and talked to Jess... may sell her my mp3 player, as I don't use it. I'd like money... Before I do, though, I want to record some of my piano-ing so I can have it on teh computerlings...

Yes... Got home, computer'd, tried to convince mother to let me stay home from school t'morrer, argued with father, watched telly, ate a bit, but not much... ended up here.

Oh, man.
I love these pants.
Black. Silk-lined. Hell yeah.
They're more comfy than my jeans OR my trackpants. Awesome.

Anyway, that was random.
Anyway, I be's offs. Twootle-oo.

Oh, and here be pictures.

Ooh, even more pictures... and maybe even a post...

Avast, today be international talk like a pirate day ;)

Apart from that...
I have no pants.
Just thought you'd all like to know =P

The ducks took them.

So, bus was really late, so tutor group was extended a little bit, then we had assembly first and got ranted and raved at by the principal (I fell asleep on Toby's shoulder...) cause of some recent fights, and apparently "One or two students will not be returning to this school." Omigod, they got expelled! Only expulsions in the past four years... wow. Part from that startling revelation, boringness. Photography first was pretty cewl, we didn't have long, though, so we just got to print the Red Hill Road Trip one...
As seen just there....
And I brought my photography portfolio home to scan, as seen in some of the photos at the top.
English was meh.
Recess is something that I can't remember... I think it was cold.
Japanese... didn't really do much, but apparently Miss Teacher Sensei is preggernantied. Ooh, wow. The class randomly burst into applause when she told us, before Coco added, "I was wondering why you were so fat!".
Tactful, eh?
Lunch... Becky went off to do schoolish stuff in the library, leaving me to sit around while Toby made her a ring out of gum leaves for when she came back, and Rosalind failed to make herself one. Then Toby made me a ring, but Becky's and mine both fell apart when we put them on. Pout. But I got a twig of eucalyptus blossom... which I scanned. Yay.

Maths = meh, boring. Science = also meh, also boring.
Got home, sat round online, did nothing, got yelled at for never doing anything. Watched TV and ate. Scribbled. Made my bed, out of pure boredom. I want to remove everything from my room except my bed, and put white linen on that. I want emptiness. Peh, made bed. And am now online again. Fun-fun.

I hate mosquito-moth-things.


Anyway, being eaten by insects is no fun, and nothing interesting is happening, so. I be's off.

Mongolian Spleen Cheese.

Monday, September 18, 2006


I give up.
I just, completely, and utterly give up.

Summarising my subjects -
Outdoor Ed - Done about two pages of a forty page workbook, haven't started three week overdue assignment. Failed. Given up on.
World Issues - Remarkably, perfectly up to date, possibly even on an A.
Photography - Actually possibly passing, provided I remember my Floriade note tomorrow... probably about a B.
English - I should probably start the essay... it was kind of due a week ago... don't know and don't want to know what my grade is...
Japanese - Never get any workbook done, need to do assignment, haven't even come up with a topic... ditto grade to English... and a test t'morrow...
Maths - I don't even know what topic we're doing. Test on Wednesday week... probably failing, unless I can über-quickly teach myself the night before like I did last time...
Science - test today, think I failed...

School overall = I give up.
People = I give up. There are a few exceptions. Toby's been v. sweet and nice lately, but now Becky's back he'll go back to worshipping her instead of me. Pout.
And I think I've probably pissed off the one person I thought I actually connected with.
Which leaves me totally screwed and alone again.

Schewl t'day...
Japanese first - did nothing.
Maths - did nothing but argue with teacher.
Recess - Lay on grass and absorbed sun. Mm... sunlight...
Science - failed test. But at least I failed it quickly...
Lunch - we were in teh gym. Sat around with Toby and Becky for a while. Then we got up and sort of played basketball. Becky & I stole teh tennis balls off Stephen & Ethan for amusement for a while. Toby and Becky were wearing jumpers, and I'm like, "You two must be boiling!" cause it was like thirty degrees, and Toby's like, "Oh, I'm always hot.", so we laughed at that...
Outdoor Ed - did nothing.
World Issues - random work, talked to teacher about An Inconvenient Truth. (Go see it.)
Eeeh... caught teh 493 home with Jess & Madeleine... beh.

"No it's not, it's black! ... oh, I get it, black coffee... oh, shit...."
"You smell like.... COFFEE!"
"That's aftershave, you insane, hyperactive..."

Quotle from one of Teh Madeleine's random story things... a reason it's probably a good thing I don't drink coffee...

Anyway, I be feeling fairly shite, so I be's off...

Pocket Full of Kippers

Looky! Bootiful pictures!

Scanned by my most gorgeous new printer... I think I shall name it... Jeeves. Hehe. It is beautiful, and black, and shiny, and so totally gorgeous I want to kiss it. I hugged it before, because of the complete lack of noise it was making. Wuunderful.

Sunday, September 17, 2006


I was listening to - forgive me for this - ABC Radio National with mother the other day, and this guy came on. This poet guy. Obviously I got bored and wandered away. I wandered back again, though, in time to hear him reading this. I liked it, and found it amusing, and so thought I'd share.Go buy his book, if you want to support him. I'm not sure where you'd get it, but I think it's called 'The Shout'. Lewks cewl. The guy's entertaining.

You're Beautiful - Simon Armitage

You're Beautiful

because you're classically trained.
I'm ugly because I associate piano wire with strangulation.

ou're beautiful because you stop to read the cards in newsagents' windows
about lost cats and missing dogs.
I'm ugly because of what 1 did to that jellyfish with a lolly-stick and a big stone

ou're beautiful because for you, politeness is instinctive, not a marketing
I'm ugly because desperation is impossible to hide.

gly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

You're beautiful because you believe in coincidence and the power of thought.
I'm ugly because I proved God to be a mathematical impossibility

You're beautiful because you prefer home-made soup to the packet stuff
I'm ugly because once, at a dinner party,
I defended the aristocrasy and wasn't even drunk.

You're beautiful because you can't work the remote control.
I'm ugly because of satellite televisi
on and twenty-four hour rolling news

Ugly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

You're beautiful because you cry at weddings as well as funerals.
I'm ugly because I think of children as another species from a different world.

You're beautiful because you look great in any colour including red.
I'm ugly because I think shopping is strictly for the acquisition of material goods.

You're beautiful because when you were born, undiscovered planets
lined up to peep over the rim of your cradle and lay gifts of gravity and light at you miniature feet.
I'm ugly for saying 'love at first sight' is another form of mistaken identity
and that the most human of all responses is to gloat.

Ugly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

You're beautiful because you've never seen the inside of a car wash,
I'm ugly because I always ask for a receipt.

You're beautiful for sending a box of shoes to the third world.
I'm ugly because I remember the telephone numbers of ex-girlfriends
and the year Schubert was born.

You're beautiful because you sponsored a parrot in a zoo.
I'm ugly because when I sigh it's like the slow collapse of a circus tent.

Ugly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

You're beautiful because you can point at a man in a uniform and laugh.
I'm ugly because I was a police informer in a previous life.

You're beautiful because you drink a litre of water and eat three pieces of fruit a day.
I'm ugly for taking the line that a meal without meat is a beautiful woman with one eye.

You're beautiful because you don't see love as a competition and you know how to lose.
I'm ugly because I kissed the FA Cup then held it up to the crowd.

You're beautiful because of a single buttercup in the top buttonhole of your
I'm ugly because I said the World's Strongest Woman was a muscleman in a dress.

You're beautiful because you couldn't live in a lighthouse.

I'm ugly for making hand-shadows in front of the giant bulb, so when they
look up, the captains of vessels in distress see the ears of a rabbit, or the eye of a fox, or the legs of a galloping black horse.

Ugly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

Ugly like he is,
Beautiful like hers,
Beautiful like Venus,
Ugly like his,
Beautiful like she is,
Ugly like Mars.

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Formal Strawberries

So I was planning on not leaving my room at all today. I wasn't even going to get up and have breakfast or come online. But mother had to go and spoil that. I suppose tis rather a gewd thing she did.

We went out with Trish and Kevin and their boarder Merina to see An Inconvenient Truth. Damn good movie. Yes, it's a documentary. Yes, it's by that random American politician. But damn, it's a good movie. Go see it. Seriously. If you don't, I'll have you killed. Just go see it. It's really compelling, it's got some very hard to ignore facts and figures, the senator guy is very persuasive and even rather likeable, as well as quite funny. Great movie, go see it. I'm not sure about anywhere else, but in Canberra it's showing at Manuka's Greater Union. They should be showing it at Hoyts, it'd get the message out further, but hey. It's worth the trip to Manuka.
After seeing that movie (You should see it. Go see it now. If you can't right now, book tickets online. Right now.) we went and got coffees, hot chocolates, juices and milkshakes, and sat around and talked about it. Everyone agreed it was a great movie. Which is why you should go see it.
Anyway, then Mother, Trish, Merina and I left Kevin to wander happily around Paperchain while we went... dum dum dum... formal dress shopping. Merina's in year twelve, so she was looking for a formal dress for her, and I, as you should know, am in year ten, and therefore also have a formal coming up. So yeah. We went to Momento, and gawd, the sales ladies, they spoil you as soon as you step through the door. All you can hear is "Yes, that really is gorgeous, it shows off your beautiful figure and delicate skin, and oh, that colour really brings out the blue in your eyes, which are lovely by the way, and...". It's the sort of thing you come away from giggling and smiling. Once we got away from the shop, though, it was back to being sarcastic and cynical. Joyous joy. =P

So yes, that was my expedition to Manuka... Anyways... got back, lounged for about ten minutes, then got dragged out again for exercise. Got back from that, sat down for five minutes, then had to get up again to make dinner. I drank about three litres of milk in the process, before mother confiscated all the milk bottles. Anyway... ate dinner... somehow managed to taste far-lee gewd, I may be gaining some vague skills in cooking... watched Doctor Who, which was a rather shitey episode, but meh. Not enough of Rose and the Doctor. Meh. Creature Comforts twas amusing. The worm got abducted by aliens...
Watched the Iron Chef with Bridie, for some reason. The dubbing on that never ceases to amuse me. Well, nearly never. They don't actually pronounce any of the Japanese words right... heh.
Yes indeedy, now here I am being bored.
So anyway, that's the story of how my plan to spend the day in bed was spoiled. I figure I'll just be able to do it tomorrow. I just want to know if I actually have any reason to get out of bed when I'm not dragged by mother.

Anyways, time be now for the Caitlyn to be runningks away.
Bye bye, little acorns.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Curiouser and Curiouser...

So, there was a fire alarm at skewl t'day, just before the last bell. Which means that basically everybody just walked off t'wards the end thar.
Argh... I'm thinking in pirate speak. I blame the Dane for that. Him and his Talk Like A Pirate Day stuffs... Bah, tis providing of the amusements, which makes up for screwing around with my mind.
My ass has pins and needles.
Poor donkey.

So... today I got up even later then yesterdee, but that's cause I was online last night... at least I got to the bus stop on time today, though. Early, in fact, and I saw Martin riding on the way.
Um... I don't remember what I had first. World Issues, that was it... finished off a worksheet... didn't really do anything particularly exciting, but meh.
Photography... I literally did not do a single thing all lesson but sit and breathe.
I don't remember recess, and English was a chaotic but rather amusing mess. We were supposed to be making collages, which resulted in newspapers, magazines, gluesticks, and scissors everywhere, and the teacher playing poker with the guys up the back.
Lunch was... meh, first half was meh, then Toby went and got his guitar and played Lighthouse. Cause he's super and talented like that =P And Jared came over and we discovered that - gawd no! - the twig forest had mysteriously vanished! I blame the nazi pixies...
Japanese was another totally empty lesson, as was maths. I've started a new scribble page, though I may have mentioned that already...

I'm meant to be doing my outdoor ed assignment that was due a few weeks ago, but meh.
Sigh. I'll probably fail anyway. But oh well.

Anyway, sleepiness.
Fare thee well, and beware the mushrooms.

... must ipso facto half not be...

Thursday, September 14, 2006

"Oddliness is next to Godliness". Quote courtesy of Jared. =P

It took me nearly an hour to get out of bed this morning, even though I went to bed at some obscenely sensible hour like 9.30... I did read for a bit, but even so... meh.
Anyway, Freya and I both ended up being slightly late, so Father drove us to school.
I had... English first. I don't actually remember what we did... something along the lines of nothing, most probably...
Japanese... was pointless, and in 210, so. Computeriness. And no work done, surprisingly enough.
Recess passed relatively quickly... I don't actually remember any of it...
Maths... was meh, as per usual... anf half the time we weren't even meant to be working... cause so many people were at the Bell Shakespeare thing...
Lunch was far-lee gewd. Talked to Toby, who seems to have taken up referring to me as 'Honey-bun', till he wandered off somewhere, then talked to Jared, who was building a forest of twigs, which was the orsm'st twig forest evarr, especially when I added my supreme leaf'd twig +7.2. That was pretty cewl.
I also don't remember science, but I think it was fairly similar to English, only with blue paper and an iPod with no batteries...
Outdoor ed involved sitting in the middle of a soccer game on the oval, before wandering over to a bench thing and starting a new page of gorgeous scribbles, just like the ones you can see in the post below this one. Gorgeous.
Got home, ate wafers and corn chips - ooh, that reminds me, I left some corn chips for later in this drawer... yay, food... - blobbed, uploaded the rest of my ser-mex-i-fied pick-i-tcharz... Generally did nothing...
Ate some food, watched some TV, and somehow ended up here...
My day really has no substance at all. Neither does anything I do, but hey, I still have corn chips.
And at the end of the day - or the start of the next day, in this case - that's all that matters.
That and the swirly colours.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

One out of four... [Edit: Four out of four! Yay!]

I only had time to upload one pickitcha, cause blogger isn't letting me upload, so I have to upload them to photobucket, then link from there, and that took ages for me to work out, so, only one pic. This one's the second last page of my English book.

[Edit: The son of a freaking doughnut doesn't want to show up... I give up, I'll try again either t'night or t'morrer...]

Trying again, these *should* work...

This one's the second last page of my maths book...

And the last page...

The last page of my English book, and the first of these pages that I did.

The second last page of my English book.
Enjoy =P

Monday, September 11, 2006

Pocket Muffin!

So... got back from the docto by midlunch... generally mucked around. Toby was randomly patting the back of my leg, so I laughed and shuffled away, and Stephen laughed at us, cause he's an idiot. Will was pretending to kiss Toby, then Toby pretended to die, and Will and Megan and Anna resuscitated him. Then I stole his hat, then gave it back, then took it again, and he was pretending to hold me hostage till he got the hat back, and I managed to choke myself on his arm by leaning forward. *pout* But I forgave him cause he apologised lots and said I made him feel guilty by pouting. Hehe. =P
Nyes-nyes. In English I gave Madeleine my two books and teh flash drive so that she could scan the back pages and put them on the drive for me, so I can get them tomorrow and upload them then. She went to put the flash drive in her right pocket, and then goes, "Nah, I think I'll put it in the other pocket, there's crumbs in that one." and I'm like, "Crumbs?" and she goes, "Yeah, I had a muffin in there earlier."... a muffin in her pocket? How strange. Argh! Bad mind, on second thoughts that soudns like some awful, awful euphemism. Trauma!! To quote one of those random fanfics Madeleine often has, "Brain, I'm going to have you lobotomised for this."
Japanese was meh, we watched Totoro, and my head hurt and I felt all sickliness... then I continued to feel sickliness on the bus, and there was some stupid year seven brat whistling the entire way behind me. But I went past the shops and got a drink, and after being outside for a bit on the way home, I was finenessed.

Singing too-ra-lie
Oo-ra-lie attidy
Singing too-ra-lie
Singing too-ra-lie
Oo-ra-lie attidy
For we're bound
For Botany Bay

Stuck. In. My. Head. Damn sadistic year two choir teacher... grumble, grumble.
I also have the theme music from The Piano stuck in my head. Even though I've never seen it. I blame my old piano teacher. I don't even know what that movie was about, but she taught me to play the theme music. And now it's stuck in my head. Hoo-rah.
And some random song from Les Miserables, which I've also not seen, but hey, that one's another one I blame the choir teacher for.

Anyways, I be's off. Twootles. *waves*

Randomosity The Second

Wow, once again I neglected my poor little blog yesterday... I think.... Yeah, think I did... And once again the world didn't end, golly gosh. So like, doctor's appointment in half an hour ish, and I've got to go for that in fifteen minutes or so. Martin was laughing at me for being so blog-obsessed before, but like... pfft. I'm not so blog-obsessed as I used to be, I'm not even as internet-obsessed.... I'm not really anything obsessed, and I've been really sort of, detatched from everything lately. I think that's fine; I feel reasonably alright, but like... I don't connect to anything, but it doesn't matter somehow. Meh, tis all gewd.
So like, stuff. Dane surprised me the other day, as I may have mentioned, by being rather more talkative than usual, and rather less 'I'm better than the rest of the world' than usual as well. Twas odd... Dane has this habit of saying something along the lines of "But not as awesome as me." whenever I say anything is awesome, and then he suddenly didn't and stuff the other day. He is awesome though, probably my second or third favourite person, not that I'd say that to his face. Funny though, my three favourite people are guys... though my fourth and fifth are both girls. But like, guys usually seem to be funnier and less whiney than girls, and less inclined to rant and rave about shoes or shopping... girls just irritate me most of the time. Pheenix-girl doesn't count, cause she's cool, but she's friends with Dane, so of course she was gonna be cool. Falling-grace-girl is also awesome, but she's friends with Edward, so of course she was gonna be fun. But like, three favourite people are Edward, Josh and Dane, and Josh and Dane are possibly tied, but I dunno. And like, meh, I'm not sure where this was leading.
Heheh, Martin gotted in trouble for eating in class. Tsk, tsk. And all that.
Man I'm bored... Oh, Freya was ranting and raving abouthow good this song was, and I'm like, meh, and then she said it was by RHCP, and I'm like, yeah, probably good then, and then she said it was an old RHCP song, and I'm like, yeah, should be good, and then I heard it, and like, it was Under The Bridge, and I'm like, Heeey! I know this song! And it was awesomeness. I want to get that song now, though, as well as Can't Stop and The Zephyr Song, and a few others, but I can't, ause the computer sucks...
But like, yeah, doctorness time... Buh byes =)

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Fecking Brick

Ouch. Head = pain.
I got up at some obscenely sensible hour this morning... eight o'clock or something... sat around, listened to music, read, ate way too much...
Didn't actually spend too much time on the computer... there isn't that much point in being online at the moment... meh.
Managed to spend a very long time doing nothing at all...
Just randomly, my legs smell like pawpaw.
How very curious.

I saw that guy, on Parkinson, the one who was in Father Ted... who played Dougal... That was a funny show... I hardly remember any of it except that it was funny... I remember the episode with Father Jack's pet brick, and the milk truck that was gonna exlpode if it went slower than 40... and Dougal was driving it, and ended up putting the brick on the accelorator... I don't remember who set it up to be all explodey, though... and I remember Father Jack's eyesight test... and that's about it...


Hm... I was gonna try post a YouTube video for Death of a Martian, but the only one I found was this retarded clip from some cartoon with the song in the background... mneh...

Sneeze = nasal implosion.

Wow, somebody just talked to me a lot more than I expected them to... it was a very cool somebody, and one I respect and like a fair bit, so yay, I feel honoured... if only the topic had been less... stressed, I suppose. At least I'm not the only one feeling a bit weird lately...

I just realised before, how completely empty my day is when I take computerring out of it... and how few friends I have when I ignore those who technically I don't know... I really, really need to get a life... but hey, pfft, later, y'know? Or not at all... that too. Meh, confusion. Self-induced confusion, at that. But meh.

I really have absolutely no idea at all what I'm talking about anymore, so I'll just be leaving now...

Bye byes, everybody.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Berry Smoothies

Death of a Martian is now my favourite song for a while. It's about one of the RHCP guys' dog that died, but I'm not sure whose it was... it's kinda sad... specially considering the saddish RHCP songs tend not to sound that sad unless you listen to them. This one sounds sad without listening to the lyrics. But yeah.

So! Squee! You guyses! Madeleine says she can scan the back two pages of my English book and maths book! Yay! Then I can post em up here, and you guys can see why I never get any work done at school.

Got my progress report back t'day. Satisfactory achievement for everything except Outdoor Ed, which doesn't count anyway, and I got a borderline rather than unsatisfactory, anyway. Satisfactory effort/achievement for everything except maths and outdoor ed, which were borderline. Apparently a concern for both those teachers is my "lack of positive involvement in class"... hehe... Well, once I get my scribble pages up, you'll be able to see why.

We had some random Bundah College Japanese teachers round in the Japanese lesson today, they seemed really nice, but I'm going to Canberra, not Narrabundah, so. And I won a little pretty fabric thing for getting questions right, watashi wa tensai kara des. "Cause I'm a genius". And the student teacher type lady, Hogan-sensei asked for the url of this blog, so Hey miss, if you end up checking this out, hello =P

Ooh, my spit is purple... berry smoothie!

So yeah... nothing much up. Jess and I got these awesome seats on the bus, and like, comfiness to teh max.

We had Ms Sharma for English, and the funny thing is she can hardly speak English herself, so she just went and sat at her desk and let me scribble in my book. But she wouldn't let me listen to music. Grr...
Science was in the library, so I sat around and listened to Madeleine's music with her and Jared, and we sat round the computer and generally looked at random stuff like my blog and these random comic things of Madeleine's... cept Jared ran away then, hehe.

Yeah, not much going on. 'm feeling pretty good, apart from missing Someone rather more than I perhaps should... mm. I can sort of ignore that for a while, and while I'm ignorig it, I can feel pretty good.

I'm gonna post the lyrics to Death of a Martian, cause it's awesomeness. They're not quite right, but I couldn't be bothered fixing them. On second thoughts... I fixed them a little, but not too much, cause I'm lazy.

Bear paws and rascal power
Watching us in your garage
Big girl you ate the neighbor
The nova is over
Wake up and play
By the radio
Make room for Clara's bare feet
The love of a martian

Tick tock and waiting for the meteor
This clock is opening another door

Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know how to say
Losin' what I love today
These are the best that I
Lots of love just keep it comin'
Making something out of nothin'
These are the best that I
I don't know what to say
Look at what I lost today
And these are the things that I

Blood flowers in the kitchen
Signing off and winding down
This martain ends her mission
The nova is over
She caught the ball
By the mission bell
Chase lizards bark at donkeys
The love of a martian

Let's bow our heads
And let the trumpets blow
Our girl is gone
God bless her little soul

(She's got the sword in case
Though this is not her lord incase
The one who can't afford to face
Her image is restored to grace.

No trace.
Musky tears.

The down turn brave
Little burncub bearcareless turnip snare
Rampages pitch color pages...
Down and out but not in Vegas.
Disembarks and disengages.
No loft.

Sweet pink canary cages plummet pop dewskin fortitude
For the sniffing black noses that snort and allude
To the dangling trinkets that mimic the dirt cough go drink its.
It's for you.

Blue battered naval town slip kisses delivered by duck
Muscles and bottlenosed grifters arrive in time to catch the late show.
It's a beehive barrel race.
A shehive stare and chase wasted feature who tried and failed to reach her.
Embossed beneath a box in the closet that's lost.
The kind that you find when you mind your own business.
Shiv sister to the quickness before it blisters into the newmorning milk blanket.
Your ilk is funny to the turnstyle touch bunny whose bouquet set a course for bloom without decay.
Get you broom and sweep the echoes of yesterday's fallen freckles... away...)

Space Pineapples

Whee hee, pineapple.
Heh, remembering this episode of Black Books - Manny gets all paranoid about it reaching 88 degrees, saying that if it does, something terrible will happen. This of course sparks Bernard's curiousity, and he does everything he can to get the temperature to 88. This includes things like putting the books in the oven in tin foil, so that Manny has to open it to get to them, convincing Manny that hot water bottles will make him cold, and giving Manny an incredibly warm jacket. When he gives him the jacket, he says something like,
"It's what the astronauts wear to keep them cool. It actually draws heat away from your body."
Manny replies, "I didn't know it was hot in space."
And Bernard says, "Of course it's warm in space! Where do you think we get pineapples from?"
Anyways, it's quite amusing.

Fifteen minuets - not a typo - to waste... Minuet in D, Minuet in C, Minuet in G... there aren't actually fifteen notes... I suppose I could use sharps an flats... but I doubt there are that many minuets. And now I have Minuet in D stuck in my head. Oh, hurrah. The ants were marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah, the ants were marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah.

Baaah! It's so boring with Becky away. Again. Grr... but now she's at her grandparents' 50th wedding anniversary. It's my grandparents' 60th in April next year. And twas my parents' 18th in February. They were together for exactly two years before they were married, so 20 years for them. I'm pretty lucky, to have parents who still clearly love each other after twenty years. A lot of people I know have separated parents, or parents who argue all the time. Mine are still close, and cute together. They even still flirt, though subtley, but that's kinda traumatising.

Heh, my parents were match-made by my mother's sister and brother-in-law and my father's sister. My aunt and uncle needed their house house-sat while they were in Europe somewhere, and they first had mum organised to do it, then she decided not to, so they arranged for dad to do it, cause mother's sister was friends with father's sister, they rowed together, but then mother decided that she did want to housesit, and Adair and Nigel just figured they'd let both of them housesit... and it went from there. I don't want to think too much about it :P

My father is ten years and eleven days older than my mother. Some people freak out about that, but like... once people get to a certain age, they're all basically the same. *shrugs* Meh.


Boredom. I kind of finished the montage, but I don't want to print it till Becky's seen it and agreed with it or changed anything that she doesn't think is right, cause it's a groupwork thing.

Anyways. Five minutes or so left. I'm boreded. Therefore, running away times.
Buh byes.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Heheh... how 'girly' am I?

Girly Test! Hehe...

[ ] my fingernails/toenails are almost always painted
[ ] during the summer the only shoes I wear are flip flops
[ ] my favorite toys as a child were Barbies (I think I had one Barbie, once... my cousis played 'guillotine' with it... Bye bye, Barbie's head.)
[ ] my favorite color is pink or purple
[X] I did Gymnastics
[ ] I love skirts (Not short skirts. Gypsy skirts, yeah. Don't 'love' them, though.)
[ ] Hollister is one of my favorite places to shop
[ ] Tight jeans are the only jeans I’ll wear
[x] I love chocolate (See earlier post regarding chocolate and chemicals.)
[X] I've never had a real job


[ ] My hair is almost always straightened
[ ] I have at least 8 myspace pictures
[ ] I usually go shopping once a week
[ ] I love to hang out at the mall with friends
[ ] I have a real diamond ring or diamond necklace or earrings
[ ] I've gone to a tanning salon
[ ] I've gone to the beach to tan - not to swim
[ ] I have at least 10 pairs of shoes (I have runners, heels, and slides. Full stop. No more.)
[ ] I watch either the OC or Laguna Beach
[ ] I change my icon weekly
[ ] I wear a shower cap


[ ] I don’t shop at Hot Topic (I don't know what Hot Topic is...)
[ ] My cell phone might as well become a part of me (I don't even have one! *cries*)
[ ] I wear mascara everyday (about once a week, more like)
[ ] I've been or am on a diet
[ ] bathing suits are adorable (*twitch*)
[ ] I don’t know the difference between a sheep and a goat.
[ ] Big sunglasses are hott (Or... not. Which works far better.)
[ ] I have gotten my nails done before (My friend painted them blue once.. does that count?)
[ ] MTV is one of my favorite channels


[ ] all I want to do at sleepovers is talk about boys (Not... really... more likely to bitch about anything and everything.)
[X] I love to have girls do my hair (Hehe! ^^; I love people playing with my hair)
[x] I give and receive hugs from all my friends
[ ] I hate bugs
[ ] carnivals are so fun!
[ ]Summer is THE best season (Spring. Summer = burny. Winter = freezey. Autumn = freezey. Spring = bliss.)
[X] my swimsuit has 2 pieces (And it's purple...)
[ ] I’m waiting for my knight in shining armor ((hell no))
[ ] musicians are so hot (Uh... you can't like, generalise people like that.)
[ ] you write me a poem and tell me im beautiful and im all yours


[X]I am self-conscious
[ ] I cry often (Not anymore =))
[ ] my car smells like vanilla or cherry (I don’t have a car...)
[ ] my dishes get washed more than once a week ((???))
[X] I don’t do sports (Supreme laziness.)
[x] I HATE to run (see above)
[ ] I squeal when I am surprised or angry
[ ] I eat dried fruit as a snack ((I hate that crap))
[ ] I love romance novels
[ ] Drew Barrymore is so cute (Uh, no?)


[ ] I dance a lot.
[ ] usually spend an hour or over to get ready to leave my house ((I'm...lazy))
[ ] I only have like 5 billion hair products
[ ] I love to get dressed up.
[ ] every part of my outfit needs to match (If by match you mean 'well, they're both made of cloth'...)
[ ] I talk on the phone at least once a day to my friends (Once a week, if I'm lucky, but when I do, I talk for hours.)
[ ] I would love to have a photo shoot (Just... no.)
[ ] I apply lip stuff 50 times a day (... no.)
[ ] I wish I were a model


[ ] I wish I could meet Paris Hilton (Sure. To stab her.)
[ ] I have been something that was semi ((WTF?))
[ ] I own Uggs
[ ] Hip Hop is the best music (... the... the... 'h' word...)
[ ] I pop my collar
[ ] I like to be the center of attention
[ ] guys with Mohawks are crazy
[ ] horses are beautiful (Iiif you say so... sure, they're pretty and all, but a lot of things look better.)
[X] I'd rather not pay attention in school (I'm at school now. And not paying attention, clearly.)
[X] Cats are adorable (Hell yeah.)


[ ] I write my own music
[ ] I would love to visit Hawaii
[ ] Valentine's day is so cute! (Oh, yes, it's so sweet when nobody even notices except the popular lot, who all carry round bunches of loveheart balloons and roses to make everyone else feel rejected. Fun-fun.)
[ ] white is better than black
[ ] I wouldn't be caught dead in all black
[ ] my closet is STOCK FULL of clothes (I have about three shirts and a pair of jeans. Fun-fun.)
[ ] hate the grunge look
[ ] I love to read magazines (Oh, yay, intellectual... no.)


[ ] I love to gossip
[ ] I had Lisa Frank folders/posters/notebooks as a kid (Who?)
[ ] I love Celine Dion(Once again... who?)
[ ] my bubble baths are 1-2hrs long (... bubble bath. Not since kindy.)
[ ] My wedding only needs a groom because it's already planned
[ ] My friends and I are in a strict group. We mostly only hang out with each other.
[ ] I like little kids (I babysit. There's a reason they pay me. That reason is that I don't want to be there.)
[ ] Diet drinks are the best
[ ] I'm all about being vegetarian
[ ] I refuse to eat at McDonalds (I know it's like, reconstituted chicken bones and stuff, but like... it smells of fat and salt... too hard to resist...)


[ ] I check my Myspace everyday. (I don't have a myspace! Yay!)
[ ] I love life! (*coughs*)
[ ] I have a lot of jewelry!
[ ] my screen name(s) have x's in them (Nope. I have :: between the segments, but no x's)
[ ] either one of my Myspace names has/had <3's or in them
[ ] I would never want to be the opposite sex
[ ] It's not what he/she said it's the way he/she said it
[X] I have more than 3 pillows on my bed (Well, not right now, but I usually have twelve or so. I hoard pillow ^^;)

Total: 1

Twelve percent. Hehe... pfft.


Ouch. Major toe-pain-age. Seriously, ouchness. My toe-knuckle is deciding that it would be a good idea to cause me as much pain as possible. And what I find vaguely amusing is that this random arthritis cream stuff mother put on it actually worked, ish. Gawd, I'm getting old o.o"
So I've practically finished this world issues assignment. It took about three hours. If I'd started earlier, it would've been done really quickly, and over with, but that's not the way I approach things. I poke at them, add and remove single sentences about once a day for two weeks, then, the day before it's due, I do the lot in a few hours.
It's just the way I work.

I've gone a little RHCP mad... like, more than before.
I like their almost-new stuff the most. Not their old-old-old stuff, and not really the latest album. I mean sure, it - Stadium Arcadium - is awesome, but Scar Tissue, Otherside, Can't Stop, By The Way, and The Zephyr Song are better for sittin' round and list'ning to, and just like... forgive my use of the word, but 'chilling'. Good music, good lyrics, just good for relaxing with.
Off the Stadium Arcadium album, though... on the first CD (Jupiter), I like Dani California, Snow, the chorus of Charlie, Stadium Arcadium, She's Only 18, Slow Cheetah, Strip My Mind, Wet Sand, and Hey. On the second CD (Mars), I like Desecration Smile, Tell Me Baby, Hard To Concentrate (kinda), 21st Century, She Looks To Me, Make You Feel Better, So Much I, Storm in a Teacup, We Believe, Turn It Again, and Death of a Martian. The lyrics at the end of Death of a Martian are messed up, 's great. I know what most of them are about, too... or some of them, actually.. My sister and I have this theory that Dani California is this idea of a girl, cause in By the Way, there's the line, "Dani the girl is singing songs to me beneath the marquee", and then there's Californiacation, and Dani California, and there's no way a real girl coulda lasted that long. I also thought it could be the writer's mother - "Getting born in the state of Mississippi, papa was a copper and my mama was a hippie". Cause that would lead nicely into Dani California being about his 'mama' and her hippieness. Just random thoughts, though. I like the feel from Strip My Mind, it's the perfect music to lie around to. Just lie round, chill, read, think, it's great. The songs on the second CD took a lot more getting used to. I liked Tell Me Baby and 21st Century from the beginning, but I had to listen to the others for a bit before I warmed to them. They're pretty cool, though. Storm in a Teacup has funny lyrics... I like Make You Feel Better, too, it's a happy-makey-song... "Somehow, we'll make it, cause that's what they do"

"Something out there, where love is your only friend"

Anyways... Music, man. Awesome. I've no idea how I'd survive without it. It makes me happy, makes me sad, relaxes me, gets me hyper, I'd feel so blank without it. Like, more than I do anyway...

I was talking to... I think it was Pheenix-girl-person... if it wasn't her, it was Melissa (who is also a new addition to the awesome list =P), but I think it was Pheenix, talking to one of them, and I said something like, "I love music; it's a distraction, and I live on distractions.", and I realised, yeah, I do. I don't really do anything. Everything I do that I enjoy is simply a distraction from what I should be doing. Talking to people, listening to music, reading, gaming, drawing... They're all just ways to escape from real life, and the crap I 'have' to do, like school. Perhaps it's because I have so little real substance in my life, but everything I ever do seems to be completely unnecessary... meh. It keeps me entertained, I suppose.

Anyway. That's basically what I'm doing now. If you take out reading, I'm making use of all my distractions at once. I'm only not reading cause my books're in the other room, and also cause if I read I do everything else too slowly, cause I get too involved in the book.

"I know you can
Straddle the atmosphere
A tiny storm in your teacup, girl
I know you can't
Battle the masses, dear
A tiny storm in your teacup"

Heh, so dodgy. Great, y'know.

"Pretty baby, time you're gonna take some
Pretty baby, love you're gonna make some
Little lady, hearts you're gonna break some
Kinda shady, tears you're gonna fake some"

Hah, great prechorus there. Kinda shady, tears you're gonna fake some. So me. Eh... >.> I'm so manipulative. And it's easier, cause I can make myself believe in whatever I'm saying. Twould make me a great lawyer, if I could be passionate about anything enough to be a lawyer...

"Harmonic Cacophony says: (12:34:30 AM)
What is it?

::Caitlyn::3::Teh Queen ::  :: Kinda shady, tears you're gonna fake some :: Temporarily RHCP-mad :: says: (12:34:51 AM)
Tell Me Baby. RHCP. I stole my sister's CD. 've gone slightly mad 

Harmonic Cacophony says: (12:35:00 AM)
Ah, Flea

::Caitlyn::3::Teh Queen ::  :: Kinda shady, tears you're gonna fake some :: Temporarily RHCP-mad :: says: (12:35:05 AM)
Yep yep.

Harmonic Cacophony says: (12:35:05 AM)
Yes, he's a very good bassist"

Aha. Dane says Flea is good. I'll just be taking that as conclusive evidence, then =P

I'm not sure which one it is, but in the lyrics booklet, there's a photo of one of them, with this bluey purpley background, and whichever one it is, he's totally hot. Hehe ^^;.
I know a lot of the songs, but I don't know much of the fan trivia. I think some of the only trivia I know is that I Could Have Lied, which I haven't heard, is about Sinèad O'Connor, who I also have a song by... One More Day; half English, half Gaelic. Awesomeity. Well, almost half-half. Both choruses are in English.

But yeah...
"Lots of love, just keep it comin'
Making something out out of nothin'"

Oh, man. These lyrics are so messed up. Sorta near-nonsense I spout out, it makes sense, if you know the train of thought between the words, but for me I think through things so quickly I only catch snippets of what's going through my mind, and they make very little sense on their own. 'spretty cool, though.

Anyway... I be offski'd. Farewell, my shoelaced arthritic pancakes.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Otherside Video - Red Hot Chili Peppers

The video for RHCP's Otherside. Awesome song. Messed up video. Coolness.
Heheh, peace sign made out of punctuation...

Aiming for aimlessness

I have here a problem.
I want to waste time.
I can't waste time unless I'm trying to do school work, or something else. And here I am, trying to waste time, and not being able to think of nonsense to say! Not fair!
My wrist hurts. Aggressive piano playing = pain.
And pins and needles in my foot. Gr...
And I'm cold. But meh :P

§Shining happy people holding hands§
Hehe, funny song...

§Powers, keep on lyin', while your people, keep on dyin'§
Coolness... go RHCP
Hehe, the lyrics to Suck My Kiss are so dodgy. Awesomeness :P

Tell Me Baby - Red Hot Chili Peppers
They come from every state to find
Some dreams were meant to be declined
Tell the man what did you have in mind
What have you come to do

No turning water into wine
No learning while you're in the line
I'll take you to the broken sign
You see the lights are blue

Come and get it
Lost it at the city limit
Say goodbye
Cause they will find a way to trim it
Lookin' for a silly gimmick
Gotta get away
Can't take it for another minute

This town is made of many things
Just look at what the current brings
So high it's only promising
This place was made on you

Tell me baby what's your story
Where you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Tell me lover are you lonely
The thing we need is
Never all that hard to find
Tell me baby what's your story
Where do you come from
And where you wanna go this time
Your so lovely are you lonely
Giving up on the innocence you left behind

Some claim to have the fortitude
To shrewd to blow the interlude
Sustaining pain to set a mood
Step out to be renewed

I'll move you like a baritone
Jungle brothers on the microphone
Getting over with an undertone
It's time to turn to stone

Chitty chitty baby
When your nose is in the nitty gritty
Life could be a little sweet
But life could be a little shitty
What a pity
Boston and a kansas city
Looking for a hundred
But you only ever found a fitty

Three fingers in the honeycomb
You ring just like a xylophone
Devoted to the chromosome
The day that you left home

This is the song that's currently replaying through my head... nonstop.... damnit... it's a pretty cool song, though.
Anyways, I be offskis. Buh byes.

Edible Spleenage

Oh. Moi. Gawd.
I actually didn't post yesterday.
And the world didn't end, wow.
When I was online after school, I figured I'd post later that night. Later that night, I figured I'd just go to sleep.
I went to bed at 9.30 last night. Like... nine thirty. Sensible time. o.O
Which means I actually woke up, of my own accord, no alarm, no noisy family, at ten to eight this morning. Wow. And then I don't even have school, so I may as well have slept in.
Oh well.

On second thought, I don't have anything to say yet. Maybe I will later t'day.
Buh byes.

Monday, September 04, 2006

It is made of apples...

Hi, everybody, I love you all again!
Hehe, I'm feeling hyper again. Hurrah!
Well, not quite, actually.
But certainly more hyper than before.
I cried again this afternoon, but then it was like hitting a peak of feeling crap, and then suddenly settling back down into being fairly good, if not yet hyper.
But yeah. Feeling rather improvéd.
Thanks mostly to a wonderful Someone and a song =P
Thank you, magician =p
Also thanks in part to a few randoms saying nice things to me or about me.
Thank you randoms.

Yay, music XD

Man, haven't heard this song in so long! The lyrics aren't exactly intellectual, but it's good list'ning.

§Baby I got you on my mind
Honey, you won't ever know
How much I need you by my side
Promise you won't ever go
I won't take no from you this time
Cause baby I got you on my mind§

Hehe, music.

§How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I dont
I dont believe its bad
Slit my throat
Its all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
Ive got to take it on the otherside

Centuries are what it meant to me
A cemetery where I marry the sea
Stranger things could never change my mind
Ive got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on

How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I dont
I dont believe its bad
Slit my throat
Its all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
Ive got to take it on the otherside

Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtrays full and Im spillin my guts
She wants to know am I still a slut
Ive got to take it on the otherside

Scarlet starlet and shes in my bed
A candidate for my soul mate bled
Push the trigger and pull the thread
Ive got to take it on the otherside
Take it on the otherside
Take it on
Take it on

How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I dont
I dont believe its bad
Slit my throat
Its all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
Ive got to take it on the otherside

Turn me on take me for a hard ride
Burn me out leave me on the otherside
I yell and tell it that
Its not my friend
I tear it down I tear it down
And then its born again

How long how long will I slide
Separate my side I dont
I dont believe its bad
Slit my throat
Its all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up it brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
Ive got to take it on the otherside

How long I dont believe its bad
Slit my throat
Its all I ever§

I heart RHCP =)

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 lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view

Push me up against the wall
Young Kentucky girl in a push-up bra
Fallin’ all over myself
To lick your heart and taste your health ’cause
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

Blood loss in a bathroom stall
Southern girl with a scarlet drawl
Wave good-bye to ma and pa ’cause
With the birds I’ll share
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view

Soft spoken with a broken jaw
Step outside but not to brawl
Autumn’s sweet we call it fall
I’ll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

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 lonely view
With the birds I’ll share
This lonely view...

Ah... I never figured out what those words in the chorus are, but according to this, that's what it is.

Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
Cop top he says I'm gonna win big
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation
Defunkt the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time I want to be your best friend
Eastside love is living on the westend
Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant
White heat is screaming in the jungle
Complete the motion if you stumble
Go ask the dust for any answers
Come back strong with 50 belly dancers

The world I love
The tears I drop
To be part of
The wave can't stop
Ever wonder if it's all for you
The world I love
The trains I hop
To be part of
The wave can't stop
Come and tell me when it's time to

Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone
So smart she's leading me to ozone
Music the great communicator
Use two sticks to make it in the nature
I'll get you into penetration
The gender of a generation
The birth of every other nation
Worth your weight the gold of meditation
This chapter's going to be a close one
Smoke rings I know your going to blow one
All on a spaceship persevering
Use my hands for everything but steering
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
Mop tops are happy when they feed you
J. Butterfly is in the treetop
Birds that blow the meaning into bebop

[Repeat Chorus]

Wait a minute I'm passing out
Win or lose just like you
Far more shocking
Than anything i ever knew
How about you
10 more reasons
Why i need somebody new just like you
Far more shocking than anything I ever knew
Right on cue

Can't stop addicted to the shin dig
Cop top he says I'm gonna win big
Choose not a life of imitation
Distant cousin to the reservation
Defunkt the pistol that you pay for
This punk the feeling that you stay for
In time I want to be your best friend
Eastside love is living on the westend
Knock out but boy you better come to
Don't die you know the truth is some do
Go write your message on the pavement
Burnin' so bright I wonder what the wave meant

Kick start the golden generator
Sweet talk but don't intimidate her
Can't stop the gods from engineering
Feel no need for any interfering
Your image in the dictionary
This life is more than ordinary
Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these
Come from space
To teach you of the pliedes
Can't stop the spirits when they need you
This life is more than just a read through


Long song, that.
Goes faster when you're list'ning to it.

Sleepy-time, akchuhlly.
Night-night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite, and all that.
Hee... =)

Squee! Quizzle! Am I a bad person?

[ ] 1) Smoked weed or cigs
[X] 2) Consumed alcohol.
[ ] 3) Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex?
[X] 4) Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.
[ ] 5) Made out with someone of the opposite sex.
[ ] 6) Made out with someone of the same sex
[X] 7) Had someone in your room of the opposite sex
[ ] 8) Watched porn.
[ ] 9) Bought porn.
[ ] 10) Done drugs.
[X] 11) Taken pain killers.
[ ] 12) Taken someone else's prescription medicine.
[X] 13) Lied to your parents
[X] 14) Lied to a friend
[X] 15) Snuck out of the house.
[ ] 16) Done something illegal
[X] 17) Cut yourself. (With my toenail. Accidentally.)
[X] 18) Hurt someone (Not in the past few years, but yeah)
[X] 19) Wished someone to die. (Three people.)
[X] 20) Seen someone die.
[ ] 21) Missed curfew. (I don’t have curfew)
[ ] 22) Stayed out all night.
[X] 23) Eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.
[X] 24) Been to a therapist. (Pyschologist, counsellor, therapist, same thing.)
[ ] 25) Been to rehab.
[ ] 26) Dyed your hair.
[ ] 27) Received a ticket.
[ ] 28) Been in a wreck.
[ ] 29) Been to a club.
[ ] 31) Been to a wild party.
[ ] 32) Seen the Mardi Gras.
[ ] 34) Had a summer break in Florida.
[X] 35) Sniffed anything.
[X] 36) Wore black nail polish.
[ ] 37) Wore arm bands.
[ ] 38) Wore t-shirts with band names. (But I would)
[X] 39) Listened to rap. (Know thy enemy.)
[ ] 40) Own a 50 cent cd. (Fuck no!)
[ ] 41) Dressed Gothic.
[X] 42) Dressed prep. (When I was 9)
[ ] 43) Dressed punk.
[ ] 44) Dressed grunge.
[X] 45) Stole something. (Hehe, yay ;) )
[ ] 46) Been too drunk to remember anything. (Believe it or not, I've never actually gotten drunk. I've drunk a lot, but never been even tipsy)
[X] 47) Blacked out.
[X] 48) Fainted
[ ] 49) Had a crush on your neighbor.
[X] 50) Had someone sneak into your room
[] 51) Snuck into someone Else's room.
[X] 52) Had a crush on someone of the same sex.
[ ] 53) Been to a concert.
[ ] 54) Dry humped someone.
[X] 55) Been called a slut. (A couple of times)
[X] 56) Called someone a slut. (A lot.)
[ ] 57) Installed speakers in your car. (I don’t have a car)
[X] 58) Broke a mirror.
[X] 59) Showered at someone of the opposites sex's house.
[ ] 60) Brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush. (ewww)
[ ]61) Consider Ludacris your favorite rapper. (Rap = burny.)
[ ] 62) Seen an R rated movie in theaters. (No, but I almost did. That one with that girl and that old guy... Hard Candy, I think.)
[X] 63) Cruised the mall.
[ ] 64) Skipped school.
[ ] 65) Had an eating disorder.
[X] 66) Had an injury.
[X] 67) Gone to court. (As an excursion, jyes.)
[ ] 68) Walked out of a restaurant without paying.
[X] 69) Caught something on fire. (Squee! Fire! XD)
[X] 70) Lied about your age.
[ ] 71) Owned an apartment.
[ ] 72) Cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend.
[ ] 73) Been cheated on.
[X] 74) Got in trouble with the police. (It was my drunk relatives' fault)
[X] 75) Talked to a stranger.
[ ] 76) Hugged a stranger.
[ ] 77) Kissed a stranger.
[ ] 78) Rode in the car with a stranger.
[X] 79) Been sexually harassed.
[X] 80) Been verbally harassed.
[ ] 81) Met face to face with someone you met online. (No, but I swear I will, someday.)
[X] 82) Stayed online for 12 hours straight
[X] 83) Talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight.
[ ] 84) Watched TV for 12 hours straight.
[X] 85) Been to a fair.
[X] 86) Been called a bad influence.
[X] 87) Cursed.
[ ] 88) Prank called someone.
[X] 89) Laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex.
[ ] 90) Cheated on a test.
[X] 91) Cheated on homework.
[ ] 92) Received/given a hand-job.
[X] 93) Been pushed into a pool.
[X] 94) Played pool.
[ ] 95) Watched 5 hours of MTV straight.
[ ] 96) Had a crush on someone 10 years older than you.
[ ] 97) Had a crush on someone younger than you.
[X] 98) Wore eyeliner.
[ ] 99) Skinny dipped (No, but I will. You should just hope you're not around at the time.)
[X] 100) Laughed at someone who was seriously hurt
46% (I think...)
Yay! I'm a good girl! Barely ;)

Anyone who knows, I mean *coughs* 'think's any of that is a lie, you're probably right. I mean... 'mistaken'. Cause of course I wouldn't lie, cause I'm a good girl. ()=)