Palate pirouette And the foreign language music of the day is: Vega.

It's pretty and fun, and and I don't even know what language it is, or who it is. Yay.

I've had my first few legal drinks now, having been to a 21st and an 18th in a week. I was very responsible. Don't think I'm being sarcastic. I'm a very responsible kinda gal. Other people weren't (thinks of Kyle).

*grooves to trippy Vega bass lines*

I've taken to reading Dreadnought recently (link on right) - I used to just scan. Interesting stuff. I don't know what to think.

The X-3 event is here! Carmen's being doing her prep work (watching the 1st and 2nd movies on the appropriate weekends), and I've been downtrodding Brett Ratner at all available moments. We have different training schemes... However if the Plan goes well, my weekend shall be as follows:

X-men 3
Encore (musical Dave is in)
Devotion
Courtyard Cafe (Woo - our band Soul Impact!)

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Church
Kari: Da Vinci Code
Kari: Birthday dinner

Wahhh!! Busy! Lucky I don't have assessments NEXT week... Well, it doesn't look like that much, but transportation+timing+eating will be.. complicated. If we could get a morning session of X3 that would be better.. Yes, yes...

Mr. Tristan Wallace is telling me I should be smacking Dave around so he is... less worrying. Well then, Mr. "I collaborate, not cheat", I say no. *mutters under breath and then is reminded of the bountiful shortfalls of Brett Ratner*

Whoa, look out! The tim tams in my household have been opened.. And as I have a new addiction to them, it is excellent.. yes.. And I need coffee.. ooh, afternoon tea time.....

-.-' I wish I could digress.

Poor Lenny is a little over the weather and will not be able to continue discussing her latest Life Ventures as she might just collapse. Yes, let's just blame it on tiredness, dears. After Amie's 18th last night she went to Tegan's and had a chick's night with hot chocolate, popcorn and (a much younger-looking) Hugh Grant.

Mauvais voyage!  ¶ 3:26 PM 0 Comments

  Ginger Ail I've been ill, for your knowledge pleasure, and I've been on some ginger tablets that are supposed to sooth my stomach. Unfortunately, they've made my water bottle stink. I only really like ginger biscuits. So any swill from my reliable companion now reminds me that I'm ill. ^_^

I am managing not to procrastinate! Well, I've done some absolutely useless (as I've now discovered) notemaking for a Modern assessment that's due Friday.

Another discovery is the unavoidable perpetuation of my love of Radelaide. Browsing through the 'friends' of the increasingly invading My Spaces, I've come across some lovely bands..

I can imagine myself as the most prestigious local critic "refreshingly different" and "implictly seductive sounds".. er... For a distraction, why not check out this "What HP Slash Plot Device Will Fix Your Story?" quiz? Err.. you'd better not. It's a lark, for those not easily scarred.

So, great tones and tunes have been added in an illustrious new section of music My Space links, and I'm tempted to title it 'Adelaide Only'.

I am currently loving Eight Day Weekend's Row Row Row and my brother, after reading Jonno's Eight Day Weekend classic, thoroughly enacted 'LOL'. But he agreed in my thinking that EDW o.0 sound excellent. Look, I must really like the music, I'm already using acronyms.

Oooh! Must be writing some Backbench Politics - workshopping it tomorrow with my beautiful actresses (Jess, Fi, Megan.. er.. Bob can't make it).. That'll make Rowe happy *shudders and avoids*.

I hope you've now found something more entertaining to do... isn't Spider Solitaire deliciously addictive?!  ¶ 7:56 PM 2 Comments

  Quick With The Bowl Faster than ER's Dr Kovac can hold a bowl for vomit over your lap, I have managed to post the photos!

And I did it a couple of days ago! I was up a bit late the night of my last post, waiting for my father to do all the processing he feels is necessary... However I find that the quality of the photos is not that great - if anyone wishes to have pristine image-ness, just holler 'til you're hoarse and I finally hear you.

And I haven't posted hysterically witty comments on all of them, mostly as I have difficulty with sight and efficiency (don't bother asking for the long-winded explanation that makes sense). So, hop on over to Lenny's 18th Photos (link on right), take a gander, and laugh at, or with, as the case may be, all those who dressed up ridiculously 80s on the night.

Post Update: Also adding to photos with 'Friends' and the elusive China Tour photos! Yes, pull out your heralding trumpets.  ¶ 2:39 PM 1 Comments

  A Fitting End To My Life If you thought the above title was an impending suicide note, you may or may not be sorely disappointed.

IMPENDING 18TH PHOTOS!!!

Yes that's right folks, roll up, roll up and have the laugh of your life! My cheeks hurt a lot after grinning at everyone who came in the hall where my party was held. It was great. The most fantastic thing was that most of the costumes were clothes actually worn during the eighties.. Highlights were Kristina's .. one piece height-of-fashion out on the town suit dress thing! Also, Chloe still retaining emo standards, and I giggled all night at the likes of Carmen.

There was so much 80s music that even Eight Day Weekend similes can't comprehend it. I don't think we got through half the mix CDs I had, and then James aka. Annatar Black gave me an 80s CD as a pressie, and Bryan felt it necessary to bring his collection.

A lovely bunch of us did a pub crawl (sans the 'pub') to Maccas (the only one in our area that's open past 2 am) to delight in toasting of coffee and slurping of chocolate sundaes. Mighty thanks to the parentals and associated adults for the organisation and help they provided. Also thank you to everyone who was there and who couldn't be there (and wished that they were) - I hope you had fun! (Or are crying now because you couldn't) Umm.. Yeah.

Carmen gave me a lovely build-your-own lightsaber, which is one of the COOLEST THINGS EVER, and we can stage a pretty little Phantom Menace battles as we have three lightsabers altogether now. Ha - Darth Maul I shall be! Wait... that means die I must! *goes off and lets self be sliced by Vader*

So - photos shall be added soon, hopefully I won't procrastinate on that account (I am still yet to put up China photos) and for those gazzles and guys who brought their flashy cameras on the night - please send me yo pics so we can have a wonderful collection.

Of the conversation starters stuck to the walls on the night, who got the below?

Conversation Starter no. 63
Passionate hatred can give meaning and purpose to an empty life. --- Eric Hoffer
(Oh, tis beautiful! My favourite! *reminds her of all her favourite evil characters*)

Conversation Starter no. 79
Don't give a woman advice: one should never give a woman anything she can't wear in the evening. – Oscar Wilde

I wanted Brybry to read this one so I can defend my addiction...

Conversation Starter no. 7787
Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prusic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions: the surest poison is time. --- Emerson

I had these two used on me. Hehehh..

Conversation Starter no. 14

Hi, the voices in my head told me to come over and talk to you.

Conversation Starter no. 203

Are you accepting applications for your fan club?

But a classic is:

Conversation Starter no. 10001
“This tour will be bigger than bigness itself. It will make Ben Hur look like the Muppets.” – Roger Taylor, Queen

Feel free to use them on your friends (or strangers...eek)!

All in all the party was a wonderful experience, and now I am still recovering while expectantly waiting for Tristan to demand his free coffee (or hugs from those who want them) at the most inconvenient moment.

This voucher is valid for
ONE FREE HUG at ANY TIME
Redeemable from Lenny on
presentation of this voucher



This voucher is valid for
ONE FREE COFFEE
With Lenny at ANY TIME


And feel free to steal them and print them out and try to use them on me, you devious and crafty minions.  ¶ 8:02 PM 1 Comments

  The Happiness Test IQ Tests, Johari Windows - now we need to take such prolific online quizzes to know how happy we are?

Interesting.

People are looking forward to this party of mine on Saturday, and so am I. Exciting.

Mother's Day is this Sunday, for those of you who haven't been aware of the sales at the shops lately, and this year I've organised a sentimental little something for my mummy dearest. We might go to lunch/dinner of some sort. Hehh.. *pulls out entertainment book vouchers for a discounted meal*

People have commented on my family, saying that we're all quiet.. or all rather comfortable with each other. It makes sense to me - that's how we are. But over coffee (McCafe - how desperate can I be? :P ) yesterday I think it was, my mother and I were discussing types of people. She was saying how she doesn't.. well, that she often perceives assertiveness as aggressiveness, that's why she's never promoted it in our family or anything. Yes, we are a quiet family and all comfortable with each other and know where the personal space boundaries are... heh.. But there's never yelling or anything like that. Hmm.. that's why I sometimes on China Tour found teachers, etc, frustrating...

Some exciting events of today!: EXO at lunchtime - we're starting a thing this term about God's promises.. Becky did an intro on that.. bit of an eye-opener. Also went shopping with the mother for some party gear.. Namely 80's Karaoke DVDs!!!! Yes, it shall be all painful .. I've already checked them out. Random "beautiful" girls that have nothing to do with the songs (although filmed in Australia).. although! Surprisingly good back up music - including even some vocals! When I go off to karaoke with friends, the songs are not in english (crazy otakus that we are) and it's usually a one or two note high pitched keyboard synth noise.. So it shall be slightly more pleasant.

Tomorrow night is FESTY-VALE`! Lots of fun and games! Oh, and Michael Jackson's Thriller will be played at my party, so all us prefects will be able to dance the night away.. hehehh..

Better do that mother's day plan before she returns from supermarket-ing.. Aw...  ¶ 7:35 PM 6 Comments

  Please stalk me, I'm lonely. Yay, whopping record - this is my fiftieth post.

Tonight shall be a busy night, whipping up more of my drama script so I can have something to show Ms. Rowe tomorrow (I was considering skiving off the appointment.. she's done it so many times.. heh), and pretending I haven't lost my History Extension logbook and making up a synopsis for THAT major work.. Officially, or un-so, I now have 4 major works as we've started HSC group performance for drama. Our idea is fab. I'm with Bob and Jess, and of course our dramatic chemistry is.. classic and classy.
People have been talking about the costumes that they will wear to my party (I am keeping my own a secret - although I predict that the likes of fashionable Tegan will be the bridesmaid that shows up the bride's gown).. Particularly the males have been asking for advice. I think Michael got a little scared after he did some googling... heheh..

Thanks for the list of 80's songs - I think you've got your own mix CD now, Jonno.
Something for interest is the following: Michael Jackson and Freddie Mercury: Comparisons Revealed My favourite part was that they both at some point in their lives wore white vests. Can you imagine!

I couldn't be bothered reading all of it, but thoroughly entertaining.

On the train home today, there was a young woman sitting opposite us, and at one point she looked up from reading, sort of staring into space. I do that sometimes, when I'm pondering what a character has just done. A little while later (I think while Jess was getting out at her stop), she looked up again, across at Jess, and then seemed to stare at me until she realised I was looking right back at her. I'm not sure if it was my strange (yet clearly stylish) mufti-day outfit. I wore my bought-in-China black fake fake converse shoes and my bought-in-China black and red stripy socks. Yay. Well, it was one of those odd occurences that I thought I should note to myself for future reference.

*ponders* I hope when I go to Kinokuniya sometime within the month, Aidan is still working there, hopefully again laughing to himself behind the info desk.. Ha ha!! (I think this is an 'in joke' of which only I am 'in')

Crazy, not charismatic.. am I.

Keep yo eye out for: Les Respectables.. They seem like a fun French band. ^_^  ¶ 6:18 PM 0 Comments

  Archive Monkeys Last night, while at Courtyard Cafe, I got semi-pals Shane and Bryce to help me out. Favourite 80s songs? Or rather, a collection of essential 80s.. So I am asking you, the reader, to please contribute! I know, 'I only lived 5 years of the 80s', but really, you were dancing to all sorts of crazy tunes before the age of three. Anyway, once you pop you can't stop (as we found last night), and even on the way home us 90s kids were trying to think of other bands that were either excellent, one hit wonders, or quite terrible. So please, contribute to this wonderful cause.

Shane and Bryce's Essential Eighties Selection Mix



And thus ensues: an honourary invite to all youse in Radelaide - if 'twere possible, you could most certainly turn up at my 18th birthday party. There will be party bags. :P

My signed Bryce EP:

On the music frony, I'll be reattempting downloads of the Tetris Allstars while craving more pizza like the slice I just snacked on. And I've been playing some Snow Patrol and Beck myself, having fun seeing how far I can push the volume and gain on my baby amp before the mother stares in a glaring manner over the top of the newspaper. Yay.  ¶ 12:14 PM 2 Comments

  Backbench Politics I. am. a. turkey.

Greetings and salutations, judges and overseers of my life!

Actually, life is happy and beautiful at the moment.

Aside from the brain overload. I am walking intertextuality, and it's painful. I can't focus on one thought or be my usual potato, non-participatory self.. The head itches with spiralling wisdom and connections and parallels, and then I just laugh to myself because walking in Bondi at night and coughing up my last good kidney reminds me of... Well, many a thing.

The title of this post is in reference to my drama major work script (yes I can't let a post go by without mentioning the painfulness which is called 'school')... That's the name I have been using. I thought it was witty, and I liked it. But it has nothing to do with politics. Well, perhaps the politics of life. Crazy (politically incorrect) characters meet on a parkbench. Bob, Jess and I are performing a bit of it for Festivale (prefect organised student performance night jazzo).. The ending we've decided for it (we need an ending for this excerpt) is that the fired!Jenkins turns out to be oldbutnot!Grandma's long lost son, she nearly has a heart attack, homeless!Smith is left on stage and.. goes back to sleep? I'll have to go get the notes I made.. I think it shall be quite hilarious, and for those who remember those Proposal days (only last year's dancing), you'll know that we can make quite a trio. We're looking forward to it. And it's great, because I'm supposed to workshop my script a few times..

Last night I saw a yay! King Lear in the style of Feudal Japan (thus the Bondi at night-ing).. Nice and wacky. With my analysing/intertextuality brain overload, and extreme tiredness, I was worried about not being able to enjoy it.. I managed to watch it from the POV of a drama gal, not an english student.. so all was well. Though I was twitching at not knowing the symbolism of the white material over-hanging...

Ok, still twitching *pokes eyebrow*.. And the coffee did nothing for me last night. The first Gloria Jeans I had back in Australia made my hands shake delightfully, but perhaps I was just too overwhelmingly tired last night. And I was feeling a little ill and headached (I've taken drugs every day for the past few days >.<) but International Roast and afternoon sunlight seem to pair off together wonderfully. Maybe because they're both just so terrible! :D

Oh my. Do you see the pattern, do you? All I talk about is school *shudders and then glances over to ancient history homework* and coffee.. I crave an Irish Creme.. And Gloria Jeans had a special of the week - Emerald Dream beans.. Which is basically irish creme.. oh, delicious mouth-watering fake alcoholic goodness! (I have not yet done something 18-ish) But as I don't have a coffee grinder, buying beans would be a little silly. Unless they were magic beans. I wish I had a cow.

*hits head* See - walking painful intertextuality overload! The most painful thing is, I think, that no one else is operating on the the same waves, so I walk around mumbling to myself and then hitting my head (hoping I can erase enough brain cells) and glad+sad no one else can understand.. Oh, I wouln't wish this on anybody.

And why am I a turkey? Because I forgot to collect my extension 2 journal/logbook from teacher straight after school.. Making the assessment on Monday near-impossible. I got called a turkey. I have now learned to always turn back.

*skips away and then falls flat on her face*  ¶ 2:50 PM 0 Comments

  Here, Forever. After updating my lovely Socially Democratic Nation State, I have set down the Plan of finishing my first draft of my short story. The finished story will count for about .. oh, 100% of the final mark, so I would like it to be well-written. ^_^

Today Bob and I were discussing the legalities of downloading, and Bob said "I don't even think of it as illegal anymore".. Well, I mainly leech things I wouldn't actually be able to buy eg. fan scanlations of manga that hasn't been released in english or Australia yet, and some things I don't even know if I could purchase unless I went to the country myself and hunted the item out. And then we have my 'try before I buy' random downloading of some music that turns out to be a popular modern US band that I of course never knew of. Such is the life of I.

And while I am lamenting the breakup of the Tetris Allstars (as if they could go without a mention), I am further lamenting the horrible anti-virus software that prevents me from downloading the songs at all. Most frustrating.

My left ear has a slight red-pain and burning sensation, as I got two new piercings in it straight after school this afternoon. So that's a lovely 5 holes in my ears altogether - yay! And it seems my once proclamation ('I'll never get my lobes done!') is surviving the apocolypse.

Today whilst walking home from school I came upon a boy. Not imaginary, real this boy was. He wore a cap, was in school uniform with his bag slightly behind him and he was sitting on the pathway of the highway playing with leaves. I asked him if he was alright and he said 'yeah'. Interesting experience for later inspiration. I think he was waiting for someone to give him a lift. Oh well.

And I can't expect too much of my writing this arvo as I've already had one coffee today and want to wait until I really want another. I've been chugging down the teevee snacks. I thought I'd only have a couple. Ahh, but that is what chocolate does to you!  ¶ 4:16 PM 1 Comments

  Lapis Lazuli I have hit 5, 999 words. My story is nearly finished! Yatta!

Oh, so first day back at school - w00t! Err, I mean... "Life. Don't talk to me about life."

'Twas fine. Of course, I now feel even more vastly superior as I have passed that day on which I became under full manipulation of the government.

It's nice to see at school my friends from other grades (ie. from China Tour). They make me smile, and of course I like smiling. So give me a wave, unless I am skulking from one history room to another (as I am wont to do, as I have three classes in the one corridor) and I look like I haven't had a caffiene hit in over a week.

Actually, this heroin/cocaine/whatever Bryan's latest name for my drug is - I've been having quite a bit lately. So I've finally broken into my International Roast. Though I noticed some new Moccona in the fridge, which I can only presume is my mother's. The silly, uneducated-at-Black-Stump woman.

And she has made lasagne for dinner. So I shall be back later. Luf ^_^  ¶ 6:27 PM 0 Comments

  Like a Foojin So... *struts in, tapping her chin with a finger, waiting for something exciting to happen*

Yes, I am just looking for a distraction from school work!

This is very bad. My life seems to be spiralling further and further inwards in a vortex of homework. How annoying. I think something important I managed to learn whilst in China was patience. There was often some waiting to be done, and I got frustrated at other people who couldn't be patient. I also got frustrated with teachers who were stressed and shouting (I kept muttering 'just relax')... But I think I'm more willing to live and let be. I guess it also depends on circumstance. aeiouy123 is not on mIRC at the moment, so no BECK manga downloady for me! I cry quietly to myself... And there were a couple of other people who had at least volume 11 (what I am wanting), but obviously those American gazzles are off partying somewhere.

I'm coffee-ing myself up - I aim it to be an earlier night. So if I fit all my procrastinating into this half hour, I should spurt out 1000 words soon easily. Sigh. Suchu - you've volunteered your services in some respects. I'll probably send you my short story when it's closer to due date and ask for HARSH CRITIQUING! None of this constructive criticsm, I say, when there is flaming to be done! Actually, *ponders*, flaming usually consists of no comments that would help a writer in any way better her story... Well, to whomever wishes to receive my (edge off terrible) story and constructively criticise harshly (not allowed to be nice, Suchu), just let me know. I wrote the beginning of my story yesterday. I thought that was the hardest part. But I'm now left with writing the ending. I don't care about this week's extension I'm being given, I want to finish it now, please!

And really all I want to do is write more of 'Redemption'.... ^_^

Oh, and the crazy gal that I am, I managed to include both Radelaide and Shibuya in some crime fiction english homework - hwa!

See, there I go talking about school again... *hums and waits for something exciting*

I have been playing the Beatles' 'I've Got a Feeling' (BECK - Mongolian Chop Squad style), and trying to come in time for the bridge... It's fun. One day I'll be singing and playing three chords! I recall my Queen - live at the Bowl DVD..

Soon I'll be rummaging for a Dreamtree CD and my fingers will be dancing away on the keyboard...

*grumbles under her breath like the hag she is*

Old, old I say!

*wrath*

Ah my back! *keels over*  ¶ 7:01 PM 0 Comments