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...