bits and blobbies

because i haven't posted any photos of my boy since his haircut...



that's right, we take videos of each other taking videos of each other. only i was clever enough to stop my video-taking to take a photo. we're the awesomest kind of suck. BAM!

and while lying about south lawn the other day we managed to spy young alex and her new toy canoodling. and the following will show off my awesome paparazzi skills





oh and carilious dragged me out clubbing last night, to his friend's birthday (Happy birthday Terry!) and it ended up being a pretty good night.
and to prove it all, here's a picture of rita flipping cary off

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bring back the sun

one of these days i'm going to feel guilty about rocking up to my tutes without reading anything or even watching the movies. but i'm still not gonna do 'em

a boy on the tram was wearing tee and shorts. and fingerless gloves. woolen ones, with red and black stripes. and a silver chain bracelet OVER the fingerless woolen stripy gloves. i bet you any money that he's sleeping alone tonight. fucking posers.

still doesn't beat the shock of the following image:

Steph Mac, in standee form
ARGH!


JB, we need to talk, i understand that you need to stock whatever crap the australian corporate sluts put out and all, but that was just not cool. without any warning either. just, right there... (To see it in action, just visit JB Hifi elizabeth st between the two pop/rock sections)

and explain to me again the boots?

and oh, what's this i see? you can actually win a signed standee?!?! fuck...standee is 165cm tall, i remember her being shorter than that. and fatter than that too, some major photoshopping action there my friends. i'm totally buying her album now. the woman has a standee.

:update:
OH HO! she's recorded a cover of wishin' and hopin'? as in what we were doing in ensemble 11 back in year 11? dear god. i can hear the ringtones haunting my tram line now. i'm gonna need bigger headphones.

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we've conquered lecture theatre C

after threatening to do so all six weeks. *ahem* yes...

beeeaaaautiful day today. lazed about south lawn all morning pretending to do the readings that i was supposed to have done by now, and went off to my tute presentation having only read half of all three articles. i've gotta say, as far as tutors go, wendy is teh bombest. kicking in when i needed her to and dragging my half articulated points to something a lot more substantial.

the let's-see guy went off his face. mars attacks went down a charm. i won't have to hand the paper in until after the holidays. everything was just peachy.

all of a sudden i feel like i might just be on top of things again, i'm pretty sure i'll have another panic attack sometime soon but today? i'm invincible today.

remember that quiz i did a year ago? well....i decided to do a recount...

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	6.4
Mind:	6.3
Body:	5.9
Spirit:	6.8
Friends/Family:	3.2
Love:	7.7
Finance:	5.2
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

i see a vast improvement in one particular area =P how come my family and friends are still so low?

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fangirl

so australian idol started properly tonight. and you know what? they don't suck as much this year.

i am officially a bobby flynn fangirl (based on one performance, that's right, but we all know how it's all going to end...chanel cole anyone?). and i like that kyle is a judge, it means there aren't any overly ugly peoples in idol this year


aside from that (thrilling) report...yeah i know i'm pathetic...nothing was achieved today. i had such plans. i was going to do my tute presentation for 50s cinema and pound out a rough plan for hong kong cinema...it'll just have to wait i guess. although i did manage to clear the crap off my desk (onto the floor under the desk) and clean up my desktop on both computers (straight into my "to be sorted" folder) and reorganised my bookmarks toolbar (read: deleted the broken links). real productive. nod.

oh and i've narrowed down to four (currently in stock) tee's that i want from threadless...

the best shirt ever!
Communist Party



and some random cutesy stuff...







i still don't have any photos to show...well considering i've been home all day it's hardly surprising. oh oh i heard yesterday that a friend of a friend has just gotten herself a recording dealy...and since i'm not exactly friends with her i can happily bitch and moan here that she, being the rich bitch that she is, totally does not deserve it. no i'm not bitter, not one bit.

O'Sailor
by fiona apple, the once golden girl MTV darling. well she's still beautiful, and i'm still in love with her.

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Revival of the Movie Reviews

i have just come back, from something that was so shockingly bad, it has prompted me to revive my long dead movie reviews. although it's a pretty bad review. but you know, it doesn't deserve any better. take a lookie.

boy has a new haircut! but boy is not happy with the (lack of) length to his new haircut so girl shall refrain from posting pictures until boy is happier.

and on a scale of one to ten in terms of how fucked this girl is for her uni, i'd say she's at purple backwards.

there hasn't been much eye candy on this blog. i'm going to whip my camera out more often now and take pictures of things other than just the boy. maybe a bird, or a bee, or even the....no no, i won't go there.

i'm in a chipper mood tonight. and the JT is starting to sound a lot better, although, it still ain't no justified.

i could've been watching holly valance getting naked, instead i had to see the atrocities that was silent hill. carilious, i blame you punk! gumption or no.

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pill poppin

and not the good kind either. you know what? illness is funny. so i've started a medical journal. it's good readin' so far. finally got off my ass and saw a GP, a funny kinda fella who asks about "vigorous sex" and lectures you on how "the price of love is always tears, even if it's sixty years later and he dies, or if six weeks later it all falls apart."

i like him. i think i will be going back.
aside from the unpleasantries, which i shall spare you here, other pills were prescribed. i'm feeling all empowered, like i'm finally a modern woman. actually gettin something that kicked off the liberation way back when is very different from gettin some new found easy fix solution. and it also means that some strange man wouldn't have to see my ass every three months, which is always a good start.

my VOX invitation came through, just when i'm getting stuck into the blogger beta. (wordpress, as fancy as it can look, is idiotic. not letting people get at their templates? what is this insanity?!) so i'm all conflicted. although VOX is looking a lot like a mix of blogger, livejournal and myspace. which is a scary concept, undoubtedly fun and rating very high on the soul sucking levels, but maybe not the right addiction for now.

i need some food. pronto.

because i'm am teh lazy, why don't ya'll call me if you're going to be free on the 30th sept (sat night). there are no actual plans but...i'm sure i'll think of them as the day approaches. twenty-one bitchness. am freakin' old.

and since it's friday already...


5 phrases i don't want to hear the next four weeks.

"so...what do you want for your birthday?"
"so...when are you graduating?"
"so...what are you going to do after you graduate?"
"so...how are those essays coming along?"
"I think we should see other people"

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sillies

-Float-On://
MSN
if a guy's density base rating is 20, then it multiply's by a factor of 1.6 by each shade of white

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-Float-On://
MSN
2:36
i heart baby panda's
2:37
there's seriously nothing cuter.
2:37
maybe baby turtles


-Float-On://
MSN
2:41
kill that hairy fucker!@


you know what...you need to see the rest of it. but only if you have a strong stomach

puss caterpillar: 1
puss caterpillar: 2

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earth pin

so apparently this blog has been too personal. well let's face it, it's been a down right smoochfest, in more ways than one. so this is to bring it all back to ground.

there's a gentle urgency in a few things that really should get done very soon. handing in my applications for NIDA and VCA for example. but filling out the "experience" section is so depressing. and perhaps even choosing the three monologues. all "that" is still a big scary mess that i don't really want to touch even though i want to be apart of it all. for now i'll just lay in my cocoon and dwindle.

i wants me some keds

i haven't really been about much lately. i mean as a person, who you know, does stuff. i'm poorly lacking in the "doing stuff" department. it's just that everything else tastes pale on the tongue. all i want to do is be with him, and doing absolutely nothing. i no longer have any interests. that's vaguely horrifying.

i've never been able to answer people straight when they ask me what i'm into, because you know...well....movies, isn't everyone into movies? and even that. not even the screenings for my uni subjects. that really needs to change. a chinese ghost story tomorrow, and b-grade goodness (The day the earth stood still). i'll make a note.


so that's my life, movies i haven't watched, books i haven't read, the mixtape that's been overplayed, and the boy. i'm still crazy about the boy.

oh and steve. poor steve.

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mela melan

fucking-cholia

little things fuck me up majorly. little words get under my skin, little lapses, of silence, well they just....who gives...

some little ditty is getting mighty excited about getting a new blog. linky panel has been re-linked accordingly.

doing magazine returns and listening to JT's shithouse album... could it get any worse?


fucking hate this eh? but it's not even your fault. but it'll be good if you, you know, paid more attention. first i cried in a long long time, on the guest bathroom floor with the lights off, doing my silent howling thing. i'm over it now, i went out for a smoke in the freezing cold. i'm over it. but god, just call me you idiot.

just got your message. stupid boy.

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birthday kiss

a HUGE happy birthday to Lily and Ali!! get your act together and organise them parties bitches! this woman needs more cake.

not that there's been a shortage...of cake...
no i don't know where i'm going with that either.

life is pretty amazing lately, and err...no grievances to report. which makes for pretty boring bloggin.

it was a certain girl's 21st last night which the boy was pretty excited about, so there's actually photos.
!!!


home so early...i feel more normal when i'm with him, now that i'm alone in my room it's so strange...there's some weight missing. oh deary me, here i go again. i'll shut up now.

5 things i want for my birthday

- to be perfectly happy for one whole day, that goes for everybody. well people i like, the people i don't like can just go to hell
- the plans, any plans to just fall into place.
- that alice in wonderland and throught the looking glass photoset i had in my head to take place (you hear that sama?)
- my tatt
- me, my boy, shacking up somewhere for as long as we can help it where people can't find us.

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