Sunday, April 29, 2007

TV is actually remarkably boring...

Don't kill me for that statement, but it's true.
So yeah, I'm not in the greatest of moods right now.
I really can't see a way of explaining it without making a couple of people out to be really bad people. Really they aren't. And also I told them I wasn't pissed at them. I'm not. It's just suddenly upset me in the past couple of hours.
So yeah.
Hopefully it will be sorted out tomorrow.
Sorry if I'm snapping at anyone tonight.

Edit: It is now tomorrow and I am in an even less pleasant mood. Hoo-rah! But see, now it's more of a tired, resigned and sad mood. Yay. Fun fun, and whatnot. So, where most people would say "Don't talk to me", I am instead asking that you all please talk to me so I can be distracted. Thank you =)

More Room Photos. Exciting? Methinks not.

^Left Bookshelf^

^Right Bookshelf^

^Both bookshelves, and my bed^

Saturday, April 28, 2007

Yay for... rearranging rooms?

So yeah, I'm mucking around with the furniture in my room. I took out my old bookshelf and put in a couple of new ones, and moved my bed so it's against the other wall. I'm going to finish sorting out the junk on my bed and floor, hopefully my desk too, and then move my desk so it's under the window with the blinds. Halfway through, have a look:

Friday, April 27, 2007

OMG Jess's Birthday!

Hehehe, I remembered! Happy Birthday Jess! Sweet... fifteen. Haha, not legal yet. Iddle Jessy-wums is still iddle and Jessy-wum-y! Hehehe... don't hurt me =P
Welp, I'm too lazy to say wonderful things about the wonderful Jess, but she's fifteen today so everybody wish her a happy birthday :P

Yay more random survey junk things...

:iTunes Playlist Survey:

Sort by song title:
-First Song: 10am Automatic - The Black Keys
-Last Song: The Zephyr Song - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Sort by time:
-Shortest Song: Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles (2:06)
-Longest Song: Us and Them - Pink Floyd (7:50)
Sort by album:
-First Song: Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles (1)
-Last Song: A whole bunch for which I have blank 'album' fields.

First five songs that comes up on Shuffle:
1) Light My Fire - José Feliciano
2) Tell Me Baby - Red Hot Chili Peppers
3) Sleepy Little Deathtoll Town - The Panda Band
4) Don't THink Twice, It's Alright - The Waifs
5) Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down

Top 10 Most Played Songs:
1) Run - Snow Patrol
2) Scar Tissue - Red Hot Chili Pepeprs
3) The Scientist - Coldplay
4) Jesus, Etc. - Wilco
5) One Week - Barenaked Ladies
6) Eleanor Rigby - The Beatles
7) I Want to Hold Your Hand - The Beatles
8) Fat-bottomed Girls - Queen
9) Shut Your Eyes - Snow Patrol
10) Torture Me - Red Hot Chili Peppers

"sex", how many songs come up?: 1
"love", how many songs come up?: 4
"you", how many songs come up?: 26
"death", how many songs come up? 2
"hate", how many songs come up? 0
"wish" how many songs come up? 1

Thursday, April 26, 2007

... Benjamina?

Another awesome day for me.
Very very awesome.
Blister on my foot :(
Awesome though.
Very awesome.
Yet again, I hope you all had wonderful days too :)

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Power to the Shakespeare Nerds...

I am so bored.
Nothing has been happening, except for a little driving yesterday. That was pretty cool.
Apparently power used by appliances on stand-by accounts for 10% of all power used domestically in Australia. That is, things that may as well be off are using that much of your power. All the appliances in my house are too old to actually have stand-by modes. We don't have remotes for the TVs or a microwave. This computer is seven years old and it wasn't even good when we bought it. Therefore, crappy appliances = eco-friendly. Techno-phobic mothers = eco-friendly. Unfortunately, they're also annoying as anything. Gr.
Mm... family is talking about going camping on Friday. That would be very awesome, provided they don't make me go. I do not want to go camping with my family. I argue constantly with Connor and often with Bridie. It would be a very unpleasant experience for all. A far more pleasant experience would be them going camping, because they want to, and me staying home, because I want to. Separately. Because I don't want to be with them. The parents understand that. Hopefully I will be able to stay home alone from Friday morning till about midday Saturday. Chances are I won't do anything interesting, but at least I can do nothing at all without having to avoid my brother and youngest sister while doing so.
Bored, as I said.
Watching TV. Fun-fun.
Now to go kill time in some other inventive and pointless way.

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Like a Salad

Today is Thursday, right? I think so. Well anyway.
Tuesday night Skye had a movie night ^-^ And, it was so funny. We were supposed to be watching scary movies, but we kept making random comments all through Grudge 2 and that kind of killed the scariness of it a bit, and then Texas Chainsaw Massacre wasn't 'scary', so much as 'unpleasant'. And it was getting repetitive by about twenty minutes in, so we stopped watching that and just sat around giggling instead. Mandy went home instead of staying overnight, and Terri fell asleep at around two, so they missed out on the Salad/Haystack/Puppy Relationship Analysis Metaphor conversation... but before that, when we were still watching movies, we had a bowl of melted chocolate, and lots of marshmallows... that was so yummy ^-^ And, and, Skye spiked my milo! With coffee! I don't like coffee. But she thought I needed caffeine (I didn't) so she put it in there anyway, and I could tell, before I even had a sip, I could smell it, even though it was like, one eighth of a teaspoon of coffee and four teaspoons of milo. My super nose can detect your secretive caffeination! Anyway, the salad/haystack/puppy thing was interesting. Anisha (no idea how to spell her name >.<) was saying that they say when you fall off a horse you need to get back on right away or you won't be able to get back on at all, and she was saying that relationships-wise, she had fallen off the horse, and not only had she not got back on, but she had run to the other side of the paddock, into the stable, locked the door, grabbed a pitchfork, and hidden in a haystack. And we had all these strange extended metaphors involving Mr Rights and their ability to create bicycles out of horse bones (long story) and whether she should feed the hay to the horse or what. And then somehow or other Skye's relationship was compared to a salad, and there was a discussion about whether tomato should be mushed into the carpet or washed and put back into the salad if it falls on the floor. Very long story indeed. The puppy thing was strange and irrelevant... irrelevant, I tells ya... Terri was asleep so we couldn't involve her, but we decided to compare Ryan to a plank of wood. No, I didn't get it either, but it seemed to make sense to Anisha and maybe Skye, at the time, and it was like, 5.30 in the morning and we were still giggling madly, and Skye's mum got up and went to work before we fell asleep. It was... interesting. Fun.
Anyway, Freya had a pile of friends over yesterday/last night and they made one hell of a lot of noise, and two of them in particular were keeping the others awake longer than they wanted to be, and they were all very insane and whatnot and apparently they got almost-kicked-out of a café earlier in the day for being too noisy, which really didn't surprise me too much. But still. I slept through all their noise because I was so tired ^-^

Anyway, I be's bored. I've been doing pretty much nothing at all all day =) Mother and Freya keep not letting me make plans because they say "we'll go to the art gallery today", and then they go off and make other plans. So we don't end up going and in the meantime, they haven't let me go out and do stuff. Gr.
Bleh, I'm all confused and whatnot about how I'm feeling at the moment. But because it's a how-I'm-feeling that involves other people, I'm not gonna go into it.
Anyways, I'm off.

Monday, April 16, 2007

"I'll bus you good!"

I had a good day.

I hope everybody else did, too ^-^

Monday, April 09, 2007

... meow?

Right-o, my weekend:
Saturday was le awesome. The folk festival was freaking great, the band Doris especially, they were awesome. Their song Waltz of the Righteous Man in particular was good. Being a song about George Bush and with a chorus of "God knows he means it, God won't let him fall, God bless America... God help us all", it was sure to go down well with a folk festival crowd. Yay anti-Bush sentiments ^-^
Anyway, I went from there pretty much straight to ze party, which was, uh, interesting...
Well, certain people got totally drunk. As in, ninety percent of the alcohol was drunk by about twenty percent of the people. Which meant that through out the night there were such interesting events as three girls being sick into each others hair, and what sounded like a whale-giving-birth imitation from Hayley. I'm sorry, but that really is how she sounded. I have also never heard the phrase "I can walk on my own! *crash*" so often in one night before. But yeah. Also the what-appeared-to-be-a-nervous-breakdown-of-some-sort from Ryan was sort of scary. Scary in that it took two guys to hold onto him and stop him wandering off and getting lost in the bush or falling into a dam or something. That was just a tad stressful. But yeah... I actually got to bed reasonably early... I just didn't sleep much... heh... yeah... it was the mattress's fault. Darn small mattresses... And there was yummy food in the morning! Kim and Bailey-guy and Lachlan went home overnight, Kim cause she was bored with the drunk people, Bailey cause I dunno and Lachlan cause I-think-I-know-but-it-wouldn't-be-nice-to-say. But yes... yummy foodz! I'm not actually sure what it was, but it was nice, except for the burnt fried salt whatever it was. The nachos were good too. Wonderful healthy breakfast =)
Anyway, I got home, crashed, and slept till about four, and then headed back out to the folk festival. Which proceeded to be absolutely awesome ^-^ We saw a band of young people who were really, really good, and then there was... dun dun dun... the Beatles singalong! Which I missed last year and was really bummed about. But I saw it this year and it was awesome ^-^
I have videos and pics from it which I will upload at some stage and either post on my blog or just post the links to. So yeah, that was awesome, and the other awesome thing was that my sister saved me easter eggs from the easter egg hunt I missed.
But yeah... that was my weekend. Not very exciting, really, but definitely enjoyable. For me, anyway. Now I have some essay thing to do, the ToK one I mentioned before. Nerh.
Eurgh, my hair needs a wash...
Anyway, how was everyone's weekends? Spammerise my email/IM with accounts of your weekends, everyone.
Okies, I'm off. Mwa, mwa, you're all awesome. ^-^

Friday, April 06, 2007

zomg blog (Yay Lack of Capital Letters in My Title!)

If you don't like being confused, skip the first two paragraphs.

I have yummy orange cake and tea ^-^
Why do I have yummy orange cake and tea?
Because mother brought me yummy orange cake and tea from downstairs.
Why causal, why what? Why? Because she moved her arms and legs to carry the plate and cup and thus was propelled up the stairs.
But why-why. Why did she choose to bring me the tea and cake?
Because she wants me to eat, because she thinks I don't eat enough. Also because she wants to encourage me to do my theory of knowledge essay.
Why does she want me to do this essay?
Because she is a silly and wonderful mother who worries about me, and I should do this essay now.
First order desire is to write blogs, eat cake, and drink tea. Second order desire is to want to work. I want to want to work, but in reality I just want food and drink.

As you may be able to tell, doing theory of knowledge stuff messes with my head.
The questioning of the 'why's and 'because's is stuff about cause and effect and how it's approached from various angles. Biological view explains what muscles move to cause this or that to happen. Other views are along the lines of "because she wants to feed her daughter" and evolutionarily - "because she wants her children to survive and pass her genes on down" or, from a more nurturing perspective - "because she is a good mother".
It's all very silly.
That's why I like thinking...
The first/second order desire is free will stuff.
Free will is my current assignment's topic. I may post what I have so far underneath this blog, but after it. Usually the most recent post is at the top, so I'll have to post it afterwards but set the post time so that blogger thinks it was posted earlier, so that it appears underneath this post.
Anyway... the orange cake and tea are nice.

So the folk festival thing, yeah. I'm not sure what day I'm actually going now, because I have this assignment to do, and I'll either do the assignment today and early-ish tomorrow, and go on Monday, or do it today and Monday and go tomorrow. We decided (mother and I) against going today, because I want to go on the same day as Freya goes, and I can't go on more than one day (yay lack of money >.<), and Freya gets back from Queensland (along with Bridie, Connor and Dad) tonight, so. We can all go tomorrow, which should be fun. Or else on Monday. But y'know, they're always half-closed on the last day, which sucks. Anybody who's going, as I've said, poke me and say hi, it'd be cool to have someone else to talk to.

So yeah, I went for a walk with mum this morning (by morning I mean about one in the afternoon, but y'know, me and any-time-before-midday-on-a-non-school-day do not get along well). We wandered up round Oakey Hill... I don't know if I'm spelling that right... I've lived near-ish the base of that hill since I was two months old and I don't know how to spell it ^-^ Almost as bad as still not knowing my way around Woden. Pfft, I don't need to know my way around: I always go with people who know their way around, and I can just follow them. Anyway, went walking with mother this morning, and realised how much I missed exercise. I have, for the past couple of years, avoided exercise as much as at all possible. And, while I haven't got fat or anything, it really has made a difference to how I feel. Being lazy makes me feel lethargic, and it makes my mind sleepy. And then when I get up, I have too much energy and I get jittery and easily distracted. So a sleepy mind and short attention span are really not much fun. But after the DDR-ing yesterday and the walking today, I was reminded of how I used to feel after playing tennis or going running with Mum or Freya, or riding with Dad or the cousin-family. It's wonderful. It's better than caffeine. (Shock! I hear at least two people plotting my death for even suggesting that anything could be better than caffeine. One I know is likely to read this. Jess, don't kill me. (Pretty please)(... with a cherry on top)) It's the exact opposite of the feeling I get from being lazy - my body's tired but my mind's awake. Now, that makes it much, much easier to get work done, and much easier to get to sleep, and I generally feel better. So, I'm thinking maybe I could actually get outside and do some exercise these holidays, as opposed to lying in bed all day everyday, which is what I usually do in the holidays. Maybe go for a ride around the lake with Freya, or poke the family into heading over to the Yarralumla tennis courts. I dunno. I just need to get outside more often >.<

(Long blog! Oh, man, I haven't written a long blog in ages! Maybe it was the lack of exercise...)

My nana's staying with us for a while. I dunno how long. I don't even know how long she's in Canberra for, let alone how long she's actually spending with my family. She'll spend some time at Adair's, too (Adair is my mother's sister, in case I haven't mentioned that a bazillion times yet), so I dunno. Anyway, my nana is awesome. Have I already ranted about her in one of my long posts? I'm pretty sure I have. Click 'people' at the bottom of the post and see if anything about her comes up. Nana Ilma is great ^-^ I argue with her a lot, but I can also get on really, really well with her. What kind of person can you be mad at and adore at the same time? Well, she is very, very similar to me, but far more intelligent and wise, of course. And you know my obsession with grammar and spelling? Hers is worse. It's scary. We have too much in common to be able to get along all the time, but when we do, it's great.

Damnit, I've run out of tea.

Heh, it's funny, you know, other people's caffeine addictions. I don't drink coffee, and I don't even really drink coke anymore. I don't like coffee, and while I don't mind coke, I prefer lemonade or flavoured milk. And I refuse to drink something just for its caffeine content. Just like I refuse to drink alcohol purely to get drunk (So shush up, Misters Graham and Ryan). If it doesn't taste good, I'm not drinking it, damnit, and I don't like the tastes of most alcoholic drinks, so I don't drink them. I don't like the taste of coffee, so I don't drink it. Besides, can anyone imagine me full of caffeine? Does it seem like a bad idea? Yes, I thought so. Anybody who saw me on a milo-high last year will know. Bad, bad idea. Milo or pocky. Dangerous. Anyway, I was just reminded of caffeine by my tea. Tea has caffeine in it. I only drink it because it tastes good to me. And tea is the most caffeinated thing I drink ^-^

I just went downstairs to put my mug and plate in the sink, and was randomly thinking how strange the extent to which people are affected by smells is. That probably seems really random. But I have a freakishly good sense of smell. And there's some scientific thing about how smell is the sense most associated with memories. I can recognise people by the way they smell (in a good way. In a good way. Not saying that people smell bad, just smell), and when I went downstairs I got caught in a hug from Nana, and it was like... memories I have associated with nana's scent - her brushing my hair when I was about seven, going into year one, and mother was always a violent hair-brusher, because she was always in a hurry. With nana, she brushed all our hair, we'd sit on the floor in front of her chair and she'd be so, so gentle. My sisters and I used to fight over who got to have her hair brushed by nana, and who was doomed to have half her hair pulled out and several hair brushed broken by mother. I blame her for my tendency to pat people's hair. It's all her fault. ^-^ But yeah, other memories from nana's smell... hm... bouncing along the beach when I was really little, and running around nana trying to get her to skip with me, which she can't do cause of her messed up knees... a lot of memories of her coming and going at the airport. So the airport is associated with nana. Because she lives in Queensland, there's always a sort of special occasion sense to seeing her. All my grandparents live in Queensland, so I don't get to see them much =(

But yes, that I can recognise people by their smell is sort of amusing... I also recognise people by the way they stand, so I can recognise silhouettes pretty well, and I recognise feet because I sit on the floor so much, and don't like to look up at people, so I just watch their feet. I recognise voices really well, too. And the way in which people talk. Give me a block of text from anyone I talk to regularly, and I'll be able to work out who wrote it from mannerisms and habits of speech. Well, a block of text of the same sort that I usually get. Like, I couldn't recognise somebody's essays. People sound completely different in essays. Not that there's really sound in writing... but still... I'm pretty good with recognising handwriting, provided I see it often enough. I just can't tell the difference between mum's and Freya's sometimes... but like, I could recognise now Becky's, Jared's, or Madeleine's handwriting, because I saw it so much last year, even though I haven't seen them writing since... yeah, last year.
I recognise people and remember them easily ^-^ Which is sort of annoying... because I always remember people's names, and they never remember mine. I'm always 'so-and-so's friend', or, or, somebody's something, and it annoys me. I'm nobody's anything, really, I'm just me. But I quite like to belong to other people... it gives me a better sense of how I fit into things... and I'm... like... what's the opposite of possessiveness? Some people are possessive, I'm not un-possessive, I just like to be on the receiving end of it. It makes me feel wanted ^-^

But yeah... wow... long, long blog...
Does this make up for filling my blog with blogthings and blogthings only for the past month or so?
It better do.
It's your turn to update, Jess. Your blog needs updating, damnit! If you update your blog, I'll take back what I said about caffeeeeeine! *wheedle* Or Mel. You update your blog, too. Mel and Jess, update your blogs. Becky, you update yours too, if you haven't already. Anybody else with blogs, update your damn blogs! I have nothing to read ='(
Look at that sad face! You're making it cry!

I'm not really an angry person.
I just like to shout.

More random still:
I have the music from Mr. Men stuck in my head. You know, Mister Happy and Mister Dizzy and Mister Bump (He was blue and round and had a bandage around his head. Which was also his body. Did anyone else ever notice that the Mister Men had their body and head all in one?) and whatnot. There were Little Miss Sunshine and Little Miss Forgetful and all the other Little Misses, too (For a while I had a Little Miss Psycho MSN display picture. Happy little girl with a hat and a flower... and a knife...). But I noticed when I went downstairs before, on top of the TV was this old Mr. Men tape. And now I have the voice of the narrator of the cartoon stuck in my head, as well as the plodding, content sort of music that was the song... do do do do do do do do... do do do, do do do do, dooo...
I also have the word 'bizarre' stuck in my head.
My hair smells edible.
My ankle is itchy.
My mother is washing the stairs...
There is an awesome sunset over Woden Valley right now that I think I'll go watch.
I like sunsets...
I here the music from 'As Time Goes By' downstairs... I remember that show... I remember Keeping Up Appearances, too. Who remembers that? I remember all these shows I used to watch before I started school... midday TV...

Anyway, I'm off.
There will probably be a blog on Monday detailing (or vague-description-ing) my awesome weekend.
If not, you'll just have to imagine how much fun I had.
Mwa, mwa, toodles ^-^

(... wasn't Toodles a character in Peter Pan? Wasn't he the one who lost his marbles, literally?... I'll stop talking (eventually), don't worry ^-^ )

(Written: 5:41 pm Fri. 6th March. April, rather. >.> Ignore actual post-time)

ToK Essay so far...

-- Keep in mind that this is a combination of an essay and notes at the moment... mostly I'm explaining stuff to myself and using extreme points of view to provoke myself into writing something--

Do we as humans have the capacity to choose our actions?
Summarise each, discuss question (and importance), blah.
Important – moral responsibility, important in human society, legal/moral consequences – if people have no choice as to how they act, then they can't be held responsible. Social accountability assumes that we do have this free will to choose between doing the right thing and the wrong thing.

What is free will? (definition)
So-and-so defines free will as saying "the agent [the person acting] has the capacity to choose his or her course of action". Free will isn't just doing whatever you want, it's choosing which of the things you want is the best. Choosing between first and second order desires (or third, fourth, whatever).

Free will:
we're totally in control
we're morally responsible
if we had complete free will…
If we have free will, and we are completely in control of our choices and actions, then we are also completely morally responsible for the consequences of those choices.

Some philosophers call being able to choose not to follow our first impulses free will. (connects paragraphs/sections – or, put in one or the other. Probably second)

1st and 2nd order desires:
1st = impulse
2nd = what we want to want/review – "is this a good idea, or a bad idea?"
2nd is what constitutes free will, controlling thoughts and impulses

There must be a will before there is voluntary action.
The impulse is the first thing you want to do in reaction to something, or when faced with a choice. People don't necessarily act on impulse. Second order desire is what stops people acting impulsively. A second order desire is a desire to want to do something, or a desire for a first order desire. So the first order desire is what you immediately want to do, and the second order desire is what you want to want to do, what you feel you should do (what you feel is morally right or socially acceptable), or what reason tells you you should do (e.g., delayed gratification – wait longer for more rewards, as opposed to impulse of taking less straight away).

Free action – free will is nothing if you can't act on it
Free action is more like freedom; more what people define as freedom. Free action is the ability to act on a choice made by free will. If you decide, using your free will, that you want to, say, go to the shops, then free action is being able to go to the shops, without being stopped by any physical (or psychological) impediment.

Mini intro – 'lots of theories bla bla'
P+L=F (given a set 'p' or 'past', and a set 'L' or 'laws of nature', there can only be one 'f' or 'future'; there is only one way that things can turn out and it is all decided from the beginning of everything… big bang/whatever)
On a smaller scale: upbringing, environment, biology, psychology…
Theological determinism – does God have some big plan? (In which case, do our individual choices and actions matter?)

Determinists argue that action is predetermined. On a large scale, this is often argued with the logic that given a set past, and set laws of nature, there can only be one future; one way for things to end up. On a smaller scale, our choices can be determined by the way we're brought up, by our environment, by our biology, our psychology, or anything else that limits the options we have (elaborate).

(Free will affected by tastes, limit experiences by values and blah, could be for free will or for determinism)

if A is action, then changing A changes P or L somehow – we do have free will, and if we could choose to do something different in different circumstances, or if P or L were different – reasoning = choosing = acting
We have no free will at all because everything is determined OR we have complete free will because nothing is determined (incompatibility)

Can we have free will if determinism is true?
No: We might think we're making free choices, but they've been determined by something that's happened before (or a lot of things that have happened before).
No: We do have free will, and determinism isn't true. (We can alter the outcome by choosing to act in a different way)
Yes: Determined end, free will means. So our actions are up to us, but it will all end up the way that deterministic logic says it has to. Individual actions have individual consequences, but in 'the grand scheme of things', it's all irrelevant. Individuals can make their own little world, but they're not here for long, and they're not taking up a lot of space, so they're not really going to have a major effect on the outcome of whatever.


Thursday, April 05, 2007

Can chickens actually do the can-can?

Oh em gee post! You guys! I exist! It's incredible, isn't it?
So I haven't posted in ages. Bleh. The days have been fun, but not exciting enough to share.
Yesterday I got trapped in the Bay when Andrea decided to hold Christian Group there even though it was meant to be in the hall. So I got to listen to how black jelly beans are sinful.
So yeah, I was rebellious and bad and whatnot and skipped photography today to go to Tuggers with Hayley and Graham and that guy whose name I don't actually know. And... we played Dance Dance Revolution ^-^ Oh em gee that was awesome. I'd never played before but Graham made me, and then I beat Hayley when I was playing against her ^-^
And that was generally awesome and about the most exercise I have done in... far too long...
So then Anni was back for ToK which is awesome, because I hated the relief teacher we had. Yay Anni ^-^ And we watched bits of movies. Oh, I forgot English first. We watched a movie in that, too. It all sucked.
Anyway, I wandered over to Woden after school with Graham and Ryan and that guy whose name I know but don't know how to spell. Caleb perhaps. Anyway, we just basically wandered around in circles/dodecahedrons/triangles and I had an ice cream (yay)... and generally there was conversation and not a lot of interesting activity. But yeah...
So I wandered on home, and stoled the internet. I have to get offline in a few minutes.
Anyway, I am so looking forward to this party ^-^ Oh, did I not mention the party?
This weekend is going to fecking rock.
Friday: folk festival with nana and mother (anybody else who reads this who's gonna be going to the folk festival - meet up with me so I have someone other than my grandmother to talk to >.<)
Saturday: Woooooooooooooot! Party ^-^ Party at Ryan's and Hayley's, full of awesome, awesome people, and yes, alcohol and loud music and isolation (they live out in some remote large-block-of-land sort of place) and general perfect party conditions, also awesome people, did I mention that? Yes? Oh well, they're very awesome. And mother is thinking about letting me stay overnight! Woot!
Sunday: Well, I'll probably be pretty messed up for the morning and possibly part of the afternoon, too... but if I recover before the end of the day, it's ToK research essay for me =(
Monday = ToK essay day. Blegh.

Anyway, this weekend is gonna be an awesome weekend. A weekend of kickassery. Oh yes. That awesome.
Anyway, I have carpet burned elbows and I'ma run away for a little while so mum doesn't know I've been online.
I'm off to nurse the wounds of the drama-carpet-burn-ness.
Mwa, mwa. Tootles. And whatnot.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

I am a survey Thieverer

1. Full Name: Caitlin Rose Clarke
2. Nicknames: None that I care to share. People come up with the most ridiculous things...
3. Birthday: 23rd January, '91.
4. Place of Birth: Royal Canberra Hospital - no longer exists. Or, rather, is existentially challenged.
5. Zodiac Sign: Aquarius.
6. Male or Female: Female
7. Grade: 11
8. School: Canberra College
9. Occupation: Slacker
10. Residence: House. In street. In suburb, in city, in country. And whatnot.
11. MSN Screen Name: ":: Caitlin :: ♬♩ Light up, light up, as if you have a choice ♬♩ ::"

__Your Appearance___

12. Hair Color: Light brown. Not blonde. Stoopy blind people. *glare*
13. Hair Length: Mediumish, though it's getting longer again and I'm thinking about getting it cut, and thinned properly this time.
14. Eye color: Green-grey-blue. I dunno. Some bland colour.
16. Height: About 5'4"
17. Braces?: Nope, but I might need them some time, which would suck a lot.
18. Glasses?: Yeah, but I want contact lenses :(
19. Piercings: Ears. I used to want my belly button done...
20. Tattoos: Nup. I want a butterfly or rose one on my lower back somewhere, though...
21. Righty or Lefty: Right.

___Your 'Firsts'___

22. First best friend: Leisha Eylward. Yes, her (anyone who went to Deakin'll know her). I was best friends with her in year one. She was really nice back then!
23. First Award: Probably some participation certificate for a jogalong or minkey game...
24. First Sport: Minkey ^-^ Mini-hockey. For kidlets.
25. First pet: Rascal the cat.
26. First Real Vacation: Gold Coast... with Liza and Brooke ^-^
27. First Concert: Wiggles, when I was about seven, and I haven't been to one since.
28. First Love: Love? Pfft.

___ Favorites___

29. Movie: Monty Python and the Holy Grail!!! "We demand... a shrubbery!" ^-^ (It's written on my arm...)
30. TV programme: Black Books!
31. Colour: Blue
32. Rapper: Hisssss! *glare*
33. Artist/Band: Gosh, I don't know... RHCP, The Beatles, Snow Patrol, Wilco...
34. Song Right Now: Lady Madonna - The Beatles. Stuck in my head, awesome song ^-^
36. Sweet: Oooh... I'd have to say Skittles.
37. Sport to Play: Er, none? (Edit: I have decided that DDR is a sport. I have also decided that it is my favourite. Man, that is awesome.)
38. Restuarant: That is not how you spell 'restaurant'. And, I don't go to restaurants. I sit at home and eat junk =p
39. Favorite brand: ... spleen. Brand names? Pff... I shop in Big W. Don't talk to me about brand names.
40. Store: I don't know... I don't do shopping...
41. College: Favourite college? What?
42. Animal: I dunno. Ducks :p
43. Book: Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!
44. Magazine: I dunno... maybe New Scientist or National Geographic :p
45. Shoes: My white sandals.


46. Feeling: Happy ^-^
47. Single or Taken? Nyahahahaha! (Mad cackling) So maybe.
48. Have a crush: Maybe. Depends on the answer to the last question.
49. Eating: Imaginary stir fry.
50. Drinking: Nothing.
51. Typing: The dramatic saga known as... this.
52. Online: Ayup. MSN and AIM.
53. Listening To: My cousin singing that Star Wars song...
54. Thinking About: Names.
55. Wanting To: Eat dinner.
56. Watching: The screen.
57. Wearing: Heheheh....

___Your Future___

58. Want Kids?: Prolly... they're pretty cool until they start talking.
59. Want to be Married?: Oh, I don't know. Meh. Probably.
60. Careers in Mind: None... I dunno...
61. Where do you want to live: Near all the awesome people I know ^-^
62. Car: Vrooom!

__Which is Better With The Opposite Sex___

63. Hair color: Dark. I dunno. Black or brown.
64. Hair length: I dunno. Usually I say medium or long. These are silly questions...
65. Eye color: Green or blue, I guess.
66. Measurements: Measurements?! o.O
67. Cute or Sexy: Cute. ^-^
68. Prefer Lips or Eyes: Eyes.
69. Hugs or Kisses: Both. At once. ^-^ But snuggles beat making out. They're warmer.
70. Short or Tall: Tall. Not tall enough to be able to make fun of me for being short, though.
71. Easygoing or serious: Both but not at once? Or maybe both at once. Bleh, I don't know.
72. Romantic or Spontaneous: Both ^-^
73. Fatty or Skinny: Yay twig boys ^-^
74. Sensitive or Loud: Both, at different times.
75. Hook-up or Relationship: Gah, I don't know. Leave me alone, silly interrogating questionnaire.
76. Sweet or Caring: Sweet... and caring? I want both, damnit.
77. Trouble Maker or Hesitant One: Depends. Both. I don't know.

___Have you ever______

78. Kissed a Stranger: *cough* Who remember's Stuart's party?
79. Had Alcohol: See above.
80. Smoked: Hell no.
81. Ran Away From Home: To the end of my street with a sleeping bag when I was seven.
82. Broken a bone: Never
83. Got an X-ray: For teeth.
84. Been with someone: Define 'been with'.
85. Broken Someones Heart: Not me () =)
86. Broke Up With Someone: Nope.
87. Cried When Someone Died: Yeah.
88. Cried at school: Stop asking me questions. *glare*

___Do You Believe In___

89. God: No. Probably not. No.
90. Miracles: Coincidences.
91. Love At First sight: I believe I answered this question in another survey thing.
92. Ghosts: I dunno. Prolly not.
93. Aliens: Dunno.
94. Soul Mates: Maybe.
95. Heaven: Nup.
96. Hell: Nope.
97. Angels: Only people who are like angels.
98. Kissing on The First Date: Heheh...
99. Horoscopes: Nah.

___Answer Truthfully___

100. Is There Someone You Want But You Know You Can't Have? If I add 'yet' to the end of that question, sure. Yes.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

There is actually a blog coming up, I promise

You Have Good Manners 79% of the Time

Your manners are quite excellent. You are well versed in etiquette.
Of course you have the occasional slip up, but you even apologize with grace.

You Are a Night Person

For you, there's nothing worse than having to get up and moving early.
In fact, you probably don't hit your peak until well after the sun has set.
So if your struggling to make it on a normal schedule, realize it's not your fault.
You just weren't meant to do anything during the day!

You Are 69% Addicted to the Internet

In your opinion, life without the internet is hardly worth living.
Could be, but you probably need a bit more fresh air and sunshine to think clearly.

Your Life is 76% Perfect

Your life is pretty darn perfect. You don't have much to complain about.
Of course, your life is occasionally less than perfect. But you're usually too happy to notice.

Yay me ^-^
You Are 76% Perfectionist

You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.
While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!

I am not demanding of others. And why is the picture for that some woman wearing only a tape measure?!
Your Vocabulary Score: A+

Congratulations on your multifarious vocabulary!
You must be quite an erudite person.

Damn straight ^-^ Yay English nerds!
You Are 72% Open

You're a pretty open person - and you don't mind sharing the good, bad, and sometimes ugly.
And while sometimes you do catch yourself blabbing on, you usually exhibit restraint.
You're openness is quite refreshing, and it encourages other people to be open with you!

Pfft, I talk too much.
You Belong in Australia

Sunny, upbeat, and cute
You make the perfect surf bum
Now stop hogging the vegemite!

But I don't like vegemite...
You Are 96% Pure

You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human.
Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!

Hehe... I'd say not... ^-^
You Are Bert

Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them!

You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you

You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil

How you live your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others

Your Deadly Sins

Gluttony: 100%

Sloth: 100%

Lust: 80%

Envy: 60%

Greed: 40%

Pride: 40%

Wrath: 20%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 63%

You'll die from food poisoning - and then the natives will feast on your fatty limbs.

Oh yay. >.>
You Are Midnight

You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits.
Whether you're a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle.
Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it.
You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.

Hah. ^-^
You Are a Red Flower

A red flower tends to represent power, seduction, and desire.
At times, you are loving like a red tulip.
And at other times, you're very enthusiastic, like a bouvardia.
And more than you wish, your passion is a bit overwhelming, like a red rose.

You Are a Rainbow

Breathtaking and rare
You are totally enchanting and intriguing
But you usually don't stick around long!

You are best known for: your beauty

Your dominant state: seducing

Hah! Hah! Oh, gosh ^-^ Ridiculousness ^-^
Your Hair Should Be Orange

Expressive, deep, and one of a kind.
You pull off "weird" well - hardly anyone notices.

Orange would look awful on me. If I change one answer, I get:
Your Hair Should Be Pink

Hyper, insane, and a boatload of fun.
You're a traveling party that everyone loves to follow.

Pink would also look awful on me, though. Pfft.
You Are Likely a Second Born

At your darkest moments, you feel inadequate.
At work and school. you do best when you're evaluating.
When you love someone, you offer them constructive criticism.

In friendship, you tend to give a lot of feedback - positive and negative.
Your ideal careers are: accounting, banking, art, carpentry, decorating, teaching, and writing novels.
You will leave your mark on the world with art and creative projects.

I always wanted an older sibling or two =( Unfortunately, I'm the oldest. Yay me...
Your Hippie Chick Name Is:


Hehe, sure. ^-^