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so this is me.
and this is my blog.
as it turns out, i don't wrie
here much anymore.

myspace and facebook took over.

im so lame.

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Friday, June 30, 2006

Emma peed on the log.

We were almost killed by a rogue gallah in the Blair Witch Murray Woods.

Love Amy.

We have a beach... and hickeys

Last night was interesting.
I will try to sum it up in dot points.

• hickeys
• cup sizes
• chair sitting
• drinking
• practical booby social comparison (bra vs no bra)
  
• "i never"
• more drinking
• crying beds

* colour denotes lucy
* colour denotes amy

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Quaint

After getting lost many times on what seemed like a relatively simple route, we finally made it to Echuca approximately five and a half hours after we left.

So far we have made friends with the bottle-o guy, the seedy people in the young n hip bar and have been continuously stared at due to the fact that we are fully sic eighteen year olds in a country town.

Dinner was tops.

The Drive was the best fun.

but the company is better than anything so far.

lots of love from me.

ps. i get to have hot sex with lucy tonight, and play naked volleyball with polly.

echuca

i am going away for a few days. but i have a blog book like i did last time i went away for an extended period of time, so don't worry, the blog will live on despite me having no internet.

i think my ride is coming in 30 mins. im only half packed. well, i have my clothes packed, so i won't be running around nude. but i have nothing else... as in... nothing to keep myself hygenic, or to carry the clothes in.

salona thinks im a sex maniac. but im not. that is all. unless someone out there wants me to be ;)

must go pack.

i miss you all already, except for that guy standing behind you, watching your every mouse click. i don't miss him.

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

the other post of love

dear blog,

james is the best.

he pleasures me good.

and he listens to my whinging.

and he pretends to care, and makes me believe he does.

he spoons goodly.

sometimes he makes me mad and angry and puts me in a bad mood.

but then i remember he is fab.

even though he is sarcastic and loves lucy more than me, i still like him lots.

love you long time james.

p.s. my giny hurts long time

my act of love.

the other day i had a fit of panic, because i realised that i wont be able to blog for 4 days because i'm going on a romantic getaway. now, i have gone 4 days without blogging before. but its like not having your phone on you. sure, you may not make any calls, but what if you suddenly remember something and you NEED to call someone? that is like my blog. i always need to blog when i don't have internerd access.
so, that said, anyone that knows me, knows that basically above most things (other than my friends & fam) i love my blog. Generally, the things i write about on my blog, or the emotions i express are things that i care about. so todays blog is about someone i care about.

now, im not posting this because i want this particular persons offerings (car, chocolate and gigs), because really, i value their friendship much more. i think most people can vouch for that.

anyway, this blog post is for you anonymous i love you long time, even if you do listen to the veronicas up full blast.

ps. totally unrelated, please make gary your myspace friend

Friday, June 23, 2006

featuring the long awaited return of DOCTOR OCTOPUS!

woke up at 6am, hit the snooze button 3 times, then got out of bed at 6.35am just in time to see harry kewel get the goal that led us into the second round of the world cup.
at work, we got all the tired sods coming off the train from fed square. if i got a dollar for every australia soccer jersey i saw today, i would be a very rich woman.

after work, i decided to go and get some work shoes in the city. my muddah owed me $100 for some reason (i'm still yet to work out why, she just told me last week she owed me money. i didn't ask questions) so i went in to visit her at her work, and we went to the bank in toorak. we passed the toorak browns, and i looked in to see my old boss sitting there doing a job interview with some poor girl, yet to realise she is about to sell her soul. i wanted to go in and say hello to mike, but... didn't.

anyway, i went back into the city, and went looking for shoes. first i tried target. then myers, then david jones, then just about every shoe store i passed. no one seems to sell just regular black closed toe shoes that aren't mens business shoe style, or $160+.
for some time now, i have been wanting to switch my pre-paid phone to a plan. which i did today. i'm not on the $30 cap with virgin. i can make $100 worth of calls per month, and only have to pay $30. pretty nifty. i also passed my first credit check. yey!

now, the shoes.
i have bought every single pair of school shoes from francis nolans in church st. so, im not sure why this time i wanted to get my shoes from somewhere else.
in the end i gave up, got on the train back to church st, grabbed some nandos, the chick gave me free chips cos i'm too damn sexy. and then hurtled down to francis nolans where i got some rad clarks shoes, with a 10% street discount.

then jo told me she found my keys.

i think im getting all james' good luck instead of him getting it. mind you, he's lame, so he naturally doesn't get it.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

a blog to save

people were confronting me about how everytime they looked at my blog, all they saw was jons face. so my good deed for today, is to remove his face from the top of the blog.

two things happened to me today that i want to take note of.

the first being, at about 1.30pm today, a lady came into my work, and she was very pleasant and kind. when she left, i said my usual "have a nice day!" and she replies with a very genuine sounding "oh, maybe... actually, no i will have a good day now because of you. thankyou!" - now, upon reflection, she could have either meant that i had made her day better because i'm cool, or that originally she was going to have an ecstatically amazing day, but i made it worse, and bumbed her day rating down to just plain old "good" - anyway, at the time, i felt that she meant that i had made her day better, and it made the remaining 5 hours of my shift much more enjoyable because of my good mood. even later on when i jammed my finger in the fridge handle, and got a blood blister, i was in a semi-good mood.

the other thing that happened today, was that i just found out that my house is now on google maps. this is very exciting, as like 4 weeks ago, i wasn't on google maps in detail, and now you can count the number of trees in my backyard, and notice that my roof is a disgusting colour. i also never realised that my house was so small. its fucking tiny! especially compared to the McMansions that surround it.
and the pool looks like poo.
im actually quite depressed now, maybe my house isn't worth as much as i thought. which sucks, because in 30 or so years, when i get the ownership of it, i won't get much money for it.
although, i doubt if i could ever sell my house. i've lived in it for 18 years. all my childhood memories are within these walls that surround me right now. i love my house. even if it is a pile of shit.

the end.

Monday, June 19, 2006

i lost $2 on the pokies today.

i have finished exams. all of them. and i feel free. but still confined because i am fairly 100% positive i failed at least one of them. but that is all in the past now. i don't have to worry about all that jazz until next semester when i have to repeat.

i think i know the reason why i failed, and almost maybe failed another - i think its my study techniques. or lack of.

here is a photographic preview of a study session i had with Amir, Jon and Phil... and later on with Georgia.

Saturday, June 17, 2006

good vibrations

last night, the Darryl family went to see Berts Family Feud live. As the father, Gary Darryl, I feel the responsibility to blog about such an experience.

Soccer Mum Lucy, myself and Evil Twin#1 Amy were waiting in the queue to get into channel 9 when Evil Twin#2 Polly arrived in her poo coloured merc. Soccer Mum and Evil Twin#2 went back to the car because Evil Twin#2 is a douche.

Upon entering, Evil Twin#1 made the remark that they will make all the pretty people sit in the front rows. This was indeed true, to an extent. the Darryl family were asked to sit in the 2nd front row. perhaps if we left Evil Twin#2 at home, we would have had prime positions.

After sitting around for a while, listening to a lot of douchebags talk about shit all, and hearing how they made out with Kylie Minogue, bert finally came out.
Now, if i knew i had to shade my childrens eyes from the hideous sight, and cover their ears from the sick jokes, i would have... but i like to think of myself as a cool father, so i neglected to do so.

Bert Newton is creepy. just plain creepy. if i had seen him up close, i might have screamed.
the show was taped, it was fairly repetative and for a half hour show, it went incredibly slow.

i think the Darryl family will be on air on the... ummm... the day of red nose day, and the day before red nose day.

that is all i have to say.

after hard core sex with bert, we then went to pauls 19th (with a detour to lucy and laurens houses) which was pretty cool. then i left pretty early because i'd run out of drinks and i'd been up since 6am that day.

when i got home, i fell asleep with my contacts in. at 6am i woke up with tears running down my face. actually, my whole face and pillow was wet with tears. i struggled to open my eyes to look at the time, and then realised that i was a douche and fell asleep with them in. so i clambered around, and found my way to the bathroom where, through squinted eyes i could see that my entire eyeball had been glazed over with this yellow/brown/white gunk. i have no idea what i was thinking at the time, but i thought mouthwash would get rid of the gunk. after searching, i found that we dont own mouthwash. im not sure what made me think we did have mouthwash, as we've never owned it before. perhaps i was still slighty intoxicated from the night before.
never the less, i had a brilliant idea, i remembered that on the back of dettol, they say that it can be used as mouthwash. so, i grab the dettol, soak a cotton wool ball and raised it to my eye. i could feel what was going to happen next before it hit my eye.
now, im sure you all know the excruciating pain of what it feels like to put dettol antibacterial wash on a scrape on your knee. now imagine this on your eyeball.

me = douche.

here are some pictures of the evil twins.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

i just had hardcore sex with eric bana

i was just in church st, talking to ming, when eric bana walked past. we made hot raunchy eye contact underneath his very very dark dark sunglasses. it was pure sex.

i assume he's back at home taking a break from working on my new favourite movie of all time that hasnt been made yet. he is playing my secret dead lover, romulus gaita. <3

in other news... its been 8 hours since i started this post. in the mean time ive sat in my room alone laughing my head off with amy on msn, then had a 2 hour nap, followed by a brief period of awakeness, followed by another hour of nap goodness. as i have said many a time before, napping is a million times better than sex.
after that i studied... kinda. exams are ruining my life.

then just 10 minutes ago i came back from a trip down to my local milk bar (IGA was closed dammit!) looking for food and milk. i had a craving for a strawberry big M.
my craving has been satisfied. but when i got in there, i saw they had that home made cake that i love... so my craving switched to that, but i was stuck with a strawberry big M anyway.


i'm not sure if the highlight of my day was eric bana, my naps, or putting thick jeans over my fuzzy pyjama bottoms and walking to the milkbar. the jeans and PJs combo is orgasmic i tell you! orgasmic! there is another contender for highlight of the day... but im fairly sure if you knew what it was youd be wishing you didnt.

oh, and that awesome guy asleep at the tram stop with shattered glass around him was pretty cool too.


here are some super exciting pictures of my day today, and my boredom of last night after i went insane whilst reading my computer systems textbook for an hour whilst james was boring. i also have a video of him complaining about money, but upon inspection, the video is even more boring that the following pictures.

Friday, June 09, 2006

salona chithiray

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a blog of observations

i wanted to blog earlier, but blogger has been down all morning. and yes, my day has basically revolved around waiting for blogger to go back online so that i can blog.
as usual, i don't really have anything to blog about. but i find that it keeps me sane. blogging is much healthier than having conversations and expressing my emotions with myself.

a day and a half remains on my download of windows vista. it better be worth it. i strongly doubt that it will be.

both today and yesterday i was up before the birds, and walking around the streets of brighton at 6.30am. am i crazy? or did i just draw the short straw for shifts at browns this week?
on thursday morning i observed a strange phenomenon as i grudgingly plodded through the concrete jungle some like to call suburbia. i first noticed it as i got about half way down my street, when a man with a snazzy looking road bike exited his house. he smiled and gave me a nod of what must have been acceptance into the dark wonders of a cold brighton (east at this point) morning.
with my hands shoved deep into my jacket pockets i crossed hampton street and came to the second phenomena. two ladies, of about 40 years each were jogging along in the near freezing weather in tiny little shorts and t-shirts. they looked creepy and far too keen to excersize for my liking, so i decided not to make eye contact, and kept concentrating on the handy work of the finely crafted pavement.
yet despite my efforts to avoid these brighton ladies, as they passed me they both smiled and, in unison - as if they were the same person - greeted me with a very chirpy "goodmorning!"
i felt my stomache churn at the sound.
so for 5 or 6 minutes i was left to ponder over what i had just whitnessed. it was about 6.45 on a thursday morning, and i had encountered 2 (two) separate parties whome have both actually enjoyed being awake AND active at that evil time in the morning.
whilst walking through my favourite part of my walk, the park, i was horror struck when, god forbid, i saw... dog walkers! not just one set of dog walkers... but three, and possibly four sets of them. however, thankfully due to my careful planning, i managed to escape the paths of two or three of them. at the time i thought i was free of all the demons in that park. but no, just as i entered the north section, two golden retrievers and their owners came bounding out of the growth. sure, i was startled... but what i had already whitnessed that morning had prepared me for any such scenario.
then the worst happened. i could see it happening... and it seemed to happen in slow motion at the time. i saw the male dog owner open his mouth, i could smell the joy on his breath as it evaporated in the cold, and i heard his jaw click as he said "g'morning!" - i'm not sure if he could sense my fear and disgust, but he continued with the most horrifying statement: "beautiful morning isn't it?"
now, i wasn't trying to be rude to the man, i honestly wasn't. but my vocal cords don't actually function before 7am. i did open my mouth, and wiggled my tongue... but nothing came out. so i kept walking. actually, thats a lie, as soon as i left the park i ran the rest of the way to work.

perhaps it was just a once in a blue moon type thing? as in... there are randomly many happy people around before the sun rises every 8th of June... but no. i tested out this theory again this morning on my way to work. and yet more happy brightonites attacked my teenage angst.

what is wrong with society?


last night i went to an amazing gig. pure.coolness.of.the.amazing.variety.
i went to see one of my favourite bands, the red paintings at the northcote social club.
it was a themed gig. and pure awesomeness reverberated around the room.
the support band were pretty nifty, except for the fact that the lead guitar looked like creepy ben from uni.

im bored now. and i want to chill whilst listening to my new CD's. i was bad last night and went to JB to buy just one $10 cable. but came out with $205 worth of CD's and DVD's.

i need to be slapped.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

for what its worth

i am slightly depressed... i thought i'd be worth more...

i am worth US$1,214,454

damn.

in the past 24 hours i have:

COME TO REALISE THAT

• cheese and crackers are an underestimated force
• you can find happiness in strange places
• melting a boost chocolate bar in milk is heaven
• monash clayton is a shithole
• monash admin are all pieces of shit
• the majority of all bus drives on he 703 route are seedy old men
• brighton people annoy me even more than i originally thought they did
• my tin isn't as cool as it should be
• will is awesome
• solitude is hard to find
• lara is leaving ben lee :(
  
• salona stole my gay lover
• i don't suck as much as i thought i did at java... but i still suck mighty hard
• despite all attempts, it's near impossible to hide the smell of smoke

I HAVE RELEARNED THE FACT THAT

• beer + weed = not fun
  
• emma + (weed * 6) = really not fun
  
• java + emma = not good
• sorrow + beer = not good
• solitude is a girls best friend
• i hate java
• my lungs really really aren't healthy
• cheese is awesome
• james is an asshole
• microsoft is the devil
• lucy is cool
• i have awesome friends
  

woah.... dude,,,,

massive burn out. i think i basically just passed out for 3 hours.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

a yo ho ho and a bottle of rum

head to the inlet, we'll share a bottle there

i was so lost, but now i believe.

ok. java is over, for at least a couple of weeks... until i have to repeat it agaon next semester.

colour the coast with your smile.

i have a feeling im going to have a good day tomorrow. i don't have to work. i have a schedual for my day... look. i made it earlier. one of my procrastination attempts i assume... i can't really remember now.

im talented at breathing... especially at exhaling.

WEDNESDAY

• Get up by 12pm
• Go to Uni arrive - 1pm
• Retrieve 1001 - bld75
• Retrieve 1003 - bld63
• Go to Post office
• Parcel Box
• postcards
• Go to Chemist
• Get Chemist... stuff
• Go to General Store
• More presents for Sarah
• Go to Church St
• Look for more presents for Sarah
• Go Home
• Make Parcel Up
• Bum around
• Study for 1 hour
• At 6.30pm - shave, exfoliate, shower etc.
• 7.30 Dinner
• Bum around
• write alex a postcard
• 1 hour of study
• Bum around
• Sleep before 11pm

try to understand that theres an old mistake that fools will make

so thats my day.

lots of love from me.

ps. java = fucked
pps. emma = fucked. heh. heh. heh. woo! yey for... stuff! woo! yey! one more go and then im totally gone. yessssah.

public static void main(String[] args){

easytiger aaron says:
System.out.println("ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck");
Aaron.madLastMinuteStude();
- says:
if (emma < fucked)
emma = screwed;
else if(emma = fucked)
String yell = "AAHHH!!"
else
emma = int willCryHard
easytiger aaron says:
emma > fucked
emma = fuckedHard;
- says:
emma = double isCryingHard
easytiger aaron says:
Aaron aaron = new Aaron();
aaron.givesComfortingHug(emma);
- says:
emma.getComfortingHug(aaron);
easytiger aaron says:
aaron.getsBackToMadLastMinuteStudy();
- says:
system.exit()
easytiger aaron says:
System.exit ( 0 ) ;

Thursday, June 01, 2006

science science science is golden!

java is the devil. but i wont go into this, as im sure this blog is filled with enough java hatred already.
but i would like to say, with help, i have tamed the beast.
yes, i got my whip and three-pronged gode, and i joyfully pranced around that demon and calmed its fury.

however, the rage inside the beast is still present. and it won't be dead until the day of the devil himself, 6/6/06. ane even then, he may not be gone... i might have to battle it all out again next semester. lets not think about that.

i have an actual java tutor on monday though. how geeky am i?
i need all the help i can get. she's saved my life before though. so we'll see...

ps. i realise that my personification in here was a little sexist, yes, java COULD be a woman, but as a wise man once said "java really does suck" - and the only sucky things on this planet are the males of any species. so, naturally, java is male. the end.

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