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2009-05-19T21:45:00.000+10:00

memories

2007-10-10T11:08:00.000+10:00

jeep wave

2007-10-05T18:51:00.000+10:00

dear all,
i would just like to share my absolute delight with you all today. for some background info on todays post please read the following about the jeep wave. (for those interested, my car rates around 27 points on average, it will probably go up to around 42 points by the end of the weekend then drop back down by the end of next week)
now, i have noticed that in australia, the jeep wave is pretty much extinct. this is sad, and often makes me look like a dickhead because i do wave (when in a good mood), and the person in the other jeep tries to avoid eye contact with me, the crazy woman in the passing car.

today however, as i was driving home from uni i was cruising down north rd, crossing golf rd. waiting at the lights coming the opposite way (waiting for the lights to turn green) was a pretty red wrangler, i glanced over as i usually do when i see a jeep, and i was caught by total surprise. the driver waved at me. i was in total awe that i forgot to wave back which is hideously embarassing on my behalf and i feel ashamed. i was just in so much shock.
the jeep was a member of the melbourne jeep owners club, which i have been thinking of joining myself, so i looked it up on their website and here is my new 3rd favourite jeep ever. (1st being mine, 2nd being the one i saw in gembrook a few weeks back up andersons tk.)

love from emma fleur.

7.33am

2007-09-24T07:33:00.001+10:00

I hate mornings.

iPoo'd

2007-09-12T22:27:00.000+10:00

those that know my mother, would be familiar with that fact that since i have left highschool she has changed. i believe it's to do with having large sums of disposable income at her disposal due to not having to pay hefty private school fees.
whether the change is for the better, i am still unsure of.

late 2005 saw her going to the gym on a regular basis.
in 2006 she went on a solo mission to japan for 3 weeks.
walking, jogging and yoga have been regular for my mum for an unknown amount of time.
and earlier this year she joined the "bayside bushwalking club." the latter has been the most disturbing for me as i cannot see my mum climbing up mountains in a single bound. alas, she has invested in a macpac tent, a gas stove with stainless steel pots, some snazzy sleepingbag plus various other ridiculously expensive items of camping paraphernalia.

this is all fine, i'm getting used to it all. my mum goes away hiking and i go away 4wding or partying. my dad sits at home and twiddles his thumbs... its the way my family is learning to operate.

however... the other day i found a note on our front porch from a courier. it said that he came, no one was home, please call up and arrange a time to pick up the parcel for my mother. very suspicious, as my mother doesn't normally receive parcels. i asked her that night what it was all on about and she told me it was none of my business.
anyway, as it turns out, the note on the front porch was only informing my mother that 1 of 2 parcels has arrived. in the first parcel was iWork for her mac (no big deal...) and... AN IPOD NANO ARM BAND!!!
one guess as to what was in the second parcel...

my mother has bought herself an iPod.
an iPod nano to be precise.

this disturbes me to great lengths. i don't even have an mp3 player.
it doesn't upset me, nor does it make me jealous. im just uneasy with the fact that my mum has entered the 21st century.

pirates and lullabys.

2007-08-18T16:10:00.000+10:00

uni is ultimately, sucky. well, thats a lie, i do enjoy it lots... just some of the weird (... "'i' before 'e' except after 'c' or if you're 'weird'"...) people monash gets to educate us students are a bit... uhhh... pathetic.
the horrendous overlapping of subject material is fairly poor too. i'm doing three IT subjects this semester, one of which, "decision support system fundamentals," should just be scrapped as it is a complete waste of time. i'm learning the exact same material in "project management" and ummm... the other one i do... "spreadsheet modeling and something or other" (ok... i looked it up... i was way off - it's called "computer models for decision making" - i really should learn the names of my subjects, at least before the start of my exams when i have to write them on the cover sheet.) as i was saying though, the faculty should really go over their course structure as it's a complete waste of my time going to two tutorials which cover exactly the same material. enough ranting how shit monash is...

now i'll rant about how shit my car is/was/is not.
for a while now my car has been making this horrible gross screeching sound at (one would think) almost randomly. it would screech sometimes when i turned it on, when it was cold outside, when it was warm outside, when the car was warm, when the car was cold, if i turned the heating on, when i turned the heating off, when i turned the air-con on, when i turned the air-con off, when i turned the steering wheel a little bit, when i had the wheel in full lock, when i took off, when i slowed down and also when i changed gears. fairly random one would think. i thought and i though how all these things could make a screeching noise. i knew it had to be something to do with the timing belt because of the noise it would make when i first turned the car on in the morning... but the connection between the air-con and the steering totally confused me. so i went to my mate who all of a sudden seems to know everything about cars, and he's like, "it has to be your timing belt" - this confused me a little because i still didn't understand how that could affect the steering and the heating/cooling systems. so jon asked me to think about the innards of my car and exactly what the timing belt was connected to. all of a sudden it clicked, and i felt like the biggest idiot ever for not working it out myself. the timing belt also runs around the power steering thingy and the air-con thingy. woo! so we went out to my car and tightened the belt a bit, and so far i haven't heard any screeching noises since. i'll keep y'all updated on the screeching.

i think last weekend was the most embarassing the screeching was, because jon and myself went up to the bunyip state forest (up around gembrook) to do take part in some 4x4 action. we went in my car, because at the current moment jons vehicle is not entirely whole. so we had one 4wd, which is a bit silly but i think jons intentions were to meet randoms up there and do some driving with them. and thats exactly what we did. we found a quaint little camping spot... which was nice and secluded, except for the 10 or so (i couldn't count... their numbers kept changing) drunken men that occupied half the camping site. im thinking to myself "great, drunkards... im going to be mutilated and raped during my sleep." but we went over and started talking to an insanely drunk (its about 4pm) guy called luke. that was the start of basically one of my best weekends in a while. these guys were hilarious. we played drinking games that night with them and i had a few too many, but i was alright... kinda... - i think i won the games though.
the next morning we went for a drive with two of them in their dual cab hilux. they were brothers from down frankston way i think. the hot brother rolled (his ugly brothers) hilux the day before which was pretty amusing. anyway, we drove around a bit, did a few cool little tracks and got to one which looked impossible to drive up, so we found the top of it eventually by going the long way around and went down it. we'd had words from some other 4wders that the track was fun, except for one bend, which was really sharp because there was a tree stump in the way. the jeep got through the bend no worries (well, i scraped my diffs on a tree root that was invisible from the way we came) but the hilux went a gay way, and got stuck. dickheads. so we drove down the rest of the track and back around the long way to the top, and tried to pull them out backwards. no luck. we radioed the guys back at camp and one of them came to try to pull them out. no luck once more. so we pushed them out forwards, making our own track through the bush and almost rolling the hilux again. ill post photos maybe when i get them off jon.
later on in the day, another of the guys got stuck whilst we were going down a track, so i yanked them out. (jeep for president)
then we found this awesome mud patch, which was the size of a football field, so we did doughnuts and cool stuff in the mud and got the car horrendously dirty. then the brothers' hilux' clutch burnt out in the middle of the mud patch. wost place ever to get stuck. i thought they'd just be stuck there forever, because i couldnt see the jeep pulling it out due to it was stuck in the middle of a massive mud patch. but it did. (jeep for president)

then we went home. and the next day i couldnt drive to work on account of i couldnt see out of any of my windows and i would have died. jon picked me up from the station and drove me home... only to find that my dad washed my car. i almost cried. i didnt even get a good photo of it muddy.

ok this blog is far too long.

im not sick!

2007-07-28T12:50:00.000+10:00

im currently 69% of my way through with an anti virus software download. up until now, I haven't had an anti virus tool on my computer, but i thought it was time that i should do a full scan... just in case. i logged onto choice and had a look at the anti virus softwares they test ran. as it turns out, one of them was free. (woo!)

fingers crossed i'm all clean.

these past two weeks have been weird. i started my second semester of my second year of uni, which isn't a big deal, but all my friends are on work placements at the moment so it's quite a lonely place. i've made a couple of friends, but i really do miss the other kids. even the annoying ones who i could always count on to make me laugh or keep me entertained.

work has been weird too. i think my supervisor likes me. i dont know why.
other than that, its been pretty boring. i'm considering going back to browns for weekend work. i really need the $$$.
speaking of people liking me, im near positive that i have a lesbian after me too. she's pretty hot too, but i don't think i can go there. its complicated. i guess it also doesn't help that i dont swing that way. v.unfortunate for her.

james and i broke up two weeks ago too. i guess thats made me pretty down. as in... very down.
but i really only have myself to blame for that one. although he agrees that theres a lot that is his fault too. just in the heat of break-up battle things get said that shouldnt. its all nasty. well... its not... me and james are still good mates, which is pretty awesome.

on the home front, i think i might install ubuntu on my home PC. it's currently running xubuntu, but i really want sudoku, and xubuntu doesn't come with sudoku. its a pretty outdated version of xubuntu anyway, so i might do a full upgrade. i'm thinking of also upgrading my windows PC to vista. i'll probably need extra ram. hopefully the processor will be ok, but if that needs upgrading, then i wont bother. far too hard.

oh wait, sweet! haha. the vista hardware requirements are actually pretty low.
why is there a random gap here?

	Vista Capable
Processor	800MHz
Memory	512MB
Graphics	DirectX 9 Capable
Graphics Mem	-
HDD Capacity	20GB
HDD Free Space	15GB
Other	DVD Drive

back to harry p.
spoiler incase you haven't read it yet:

goldddddberg

2007-06-26T17:38:00.000+10:00

the goldberg family photo has been updated. right on time too. i was beginning to wonder how that clan was going.

i really like nics jumper. im quite the fan. (but sebastian will always be my favourite.)
susys haircut really suits her face. v.modern. she was quite a babe back in the day, she's most def brought sexyback post-retirement.

le chat noir strikes back

2007-06-21T10:30:00.000+10:00

as i can finally see my last exam in the not too distant future (tomorrow) i have decided it's well and truely time that i do my usual mid-exam blog post. in previous exam periods there have been close to an average of 32982398 posts. i'm unsure of whats different this time. maybe too many distractions. maybe i'm just getting lazier by the day. the latter wouldn't surprise me actually: this morning i woke up at 9.30am and didn't move until 45 minutes later. i just sat there, in bed that entire time - too lazy to get up (or too cold) and too lazy to go back to sleep (or too cold.)

it snowed in queensland the other day.
i dont get it. melbourne (and tasmania... but i cant speak for them... cos i dont know how much snow they get) is disgustingly close to antarctica, especially when compared to queensland, yet it hasn't snowed in melbourne in my lifetime. that is so unfair.
i was talking to aaron s last night who was appauled that i'd never been to the snow.
although, now thinking of it... i have seen snow, because my canberra host family took me up to see the snow on that montain thing that looms of canberra.

i cant wait for birri. me and the gheys, plus james and others who i have forgotten, are going down to pollys farm next week for some chill out time. it should be good fun. it's only for 2 nights, but it will still be nice. i'm thinking of going down to lorne-ish area after that and meeting up with jon + maybe others to attempt to scale this hill/wall in our vee-hee-cals. it's a competition to see who can do it with the most style. i will win. i said the winner wins a 1kg bag of m&ms... but i might change the prize to something less detrimental on the size of my gut.

i'd also just like to say that tomorrows exam is very silly. it is on the following programming language thingys:

CSS
JavaScript
JScript
XHTML
DHTML
XML
ASP
ASP.net
SQL
DBI
ADO

the last two i have never heard of in my life and that scares me.
hopefully i'll be sweet on most of them. i think i'm most worried about DHTML, on account of i'm not entirely sure of its exact purpose.

ok, here we are, from w3schools:

DHTML is the art of making HTML pages dynamic! DHTML is a combination of technologies used to create dynamic and interactive Web sites. To most people DHTML means a combination of HTML, Style Sheets and JavaScript.

thats lame.

ok, it's 11am now. i might go and get my book and do some study. or maybe i'll have a nice warm shower.

my week driving a manual.

2007-06-08T22:21:00.000+10:00

on tuesday, jon picked me up after lunch (in his new car) and we drove out past richmond, out past alphington, past coburg, kingsbury, preston and lalor until we got to epping.
for those that are wondering, epping is FAR FAR AWAY.
once there, we found 696 high street, which a website told me was the address of CustomLine motors. it clearly wasn't. the young men there kindly pointed me in the direction of customline motors and greased jon off lots. once at customline motors we checked out my car who had been admitted to hospital and was all fixed and ready to be discharged (after the $3200 doctors fee had been paid)

YEY! car was back.

on the drive home, i noticed that the car had a lovely grunt about it which made me feel proud to be a jeep owner. however, i also noticed it was idling a little too low. (around 500rpms.) not such a problem, as i thought it was just because the sensors were a little wet and it was a new motor, and there was a bit of water in the fuel tank still.
once i got home (after getting severely lost) i noticed i couldn't get the key out of the ignition. (i also noticed this at the petrol station, but it came out after a few attempts then)
as it turns out my gear shifty thingy isn't in the right spot. (it never was, but now its more not in the right spot) so it wasnt going into park properly. no biggie.

then later that night i needed to put the car inside the gates... i drove up the road so i could do a 3 point turn... and on moving from reverse to drive on the 2nd point, the car stalled.
how embarassing.
it also happened to be right outside my hardcore 4wd/dirt bike neighbours, who just weeks earlier had told me how they think wranglers are the most capable 4WDs on the market.

so, the stalling of an automatic car was a bit odd. but i didn't think too much of it, as it was still recovering after a motor transplant and all.

then the next day i had to do a few odd jobs around the place. i stalled 8 times driving to church street. now, this is just a 4 minute drive (make it 8, because finding parks in church is hell hard) the concern-o-meter was rising.
on my trip to westinghouse, i stalled another 3 or 4 times. one almost killed me.
so i decided i'd drive him like a manual. so since wednesday i've been so pedantic, but i've learnt to control the car so well. keeping the revs up, especially when changing from drive, to 1 or 2 or reverse.

so, i figured driving around in this manor probably wasn't so safe, so I downloaded a workshop manual for the wrangler and read it through... kinda. it didn't really tell me anything, except on how to change the globes, which i needed to do cos i got some rad narva plus 50's the other day.
the rest of the manual was far too confusing. bloody americans.

so today after my economics exam (fail btw.) jon picked me up and we went back to his to pick my car up (i left it there before my exam) took it for a spin back to my house to pick up the manual and globes, then went back to his for some fun times with nuts and bolts and tiny tiny tiny screws.
i fitted the new globes (which are so awesome) and we also emptied the lamps, which happened to be full of water and broken glass.
then i showed jon what i thought had to be fixed in order to fix my stalling problem. he disagreed and told me theres another way. but it's my car... so we did it my way. anyway, we knew what had to be fixed, but we didn't know how. so we undid all the surrounding bolts and sussed out the thingy that had to be fixed. once worked out, we did all the bolts back up and hey presto. car was fixed. i'm a freakin mechanical genius.

the end.

oh ps. when we took it for a test spin, we went down to caulfield park where there was this RAD pile of tanbark. so we put it in 4L and drove up it. it was so steep that we might have accidentally bent the exhaust, and the stuff that was floating around in the back of the tray hit the back windscreen.

browns withdrawal symptoms

2007-05-24T09:34:00.000+10:00

last night i dreamt about pastries.
there were apple danishes, and chocolate croissants plus escargot's and the old fashioned croissants with jam.
i really really need a car so i can go pastry shopping.

i'm fet.

NEED PAIN AU CHOCOLAT NOWWW!!!

some good news

2007-05-19T12:49:00.000+10:00

well, i got a quote on fixing Jose for about $4000.00
NO THANKYOU!
however, i was almost about to fork over the money when...
i was talking to jon who was at work (jon works with me... well, he used to. he's gone off to greener pastures now.) and he told tommy (another IT dude at work) about the quote. tommys like, "get fucked, i'll call my brother/cousin/relation/thing."
relation of tommy gives me a quote yesterday of $2900
THANKYOU TOMMY! (and jon.)
so thats a saving of either:

a new snorkel, fitted professionally plus money left over for painting the front of the jeep where i accidentally ran into the petrol station and scraped some paint off the plastic bit.
uni books for 2.5 semesters
a computer with:

Dual Core Processor (1.8ghz/core)
1Gb RAM
400Gb HDD
128Mb Graphics
DVD-RW
19" Widescreen Monitor
Cordless Mouse
Cordless Keyboard
Windows Vista (Home Basic)

Food for my family for 15 weeks
Food for a starving 3rd world country family for a lifetime. plus goats and stuff to spare so they can have their local king around for dinner. or queen. whatevs.

ok bye.

I can blog from MS Word.

2007-05-13T14:12:00.001+10:00

MS Word '07 (and the entire Office '07 suit) can blog to blogger. I'm so amazed.

It fixes up all my spelling mistakes, grammatical errors and general stupidness (according to word, "stupidness" isn't a word.) and everything.

I just type it all into Word, and press the "publish" button, and hey presto! I've got myself a blog post published.

Ok, back to cleaning my room.

Ps. The reason I found this out was because mum and I were working out flights for our trip in June, and I needed to send the notes I made from OneNote (best program. Ever.) to her.

high

2007-05-12T18:36:00.000+10:00

today as i was relaxing outside my house waiting for my mum to come home so she could let me in the front door, i got attacked by my crazy romanian neighbour. she works down at the beanery in church street with camilla, and i hear countless stories from camilla about how if camilla doesn't scrub the tables hard enough then no boy will marry her. i've never ever gotten the husband talk from my neighbour, as i was sure i was still considered to be a 10 year old child.
alas, i was sat down, with the bright lamp in my eyes, the interrogation began.
fifteen minutes later, and my entire life plan sorted out i was out of there (a tiny bit fatter.)
my life plan according to a crazy romanian woman:

find a nice boy

he has to be nice because:

i have long eyelashes
i am "very beautiful"
i am "smart"
i come from a "good" family

he must also be "lovely"

stay at home with my parents until i get married

all good girls must stay home to help out with everything
once they move out they have to look after their husband

once married i should have lots of babies. especially boys

boys are important as they bring in the money
girls are almost as important as they are beautiful

i have to stay with my husband forever

i think this means that divorce is out of the picture
as is marrying a woman
or not getting married at all

id also like to add that my crazy romanian neighbour thinks that i am too skinny.

in other news today i played pokemon until midday, then amy called me up and we went on a sexxxy date down to church street.

also, last weekend i went 4WDing and managed to kill Jose.
i don't have any pictures of the death as yet. but i do have a few others from the weekend:

the convoy.

Jose's new colour

check out how high the mud flies

my bedroom was the blue one

changing room

at the present moment he is being revived over in avondale heights. (near keilor. (near the airport... kinda. (FAR!))) this is due to the fact that i can't afford to tow him to brighton (approx $450)
i'm pretty sure the crankshaft is broken. i could be wrong. anyway, it means $$$ to fix. and thats bad. the good thing is, im forced to get a snorkel now (reason why its broken = i didnt have a snorkel) which i've been putting off for a while.
i was kinda bummed by the weekend though. because sure, it was fun, but we didn't really do any fun trails. we just did muddy trails. the jeep is awesome at climbing those hills and finding its feet, but all it really did this weekend was get muddy. but it was pretty fun.
also, for all those worried about the length of jons hair, yes he has cut his hair and all is back to normal.

also, school is crap.
death to damminda.
and to microeconomics.

the most delicious dinner ever.

2007-04-10T17:59:00.000+10:00

i just made myself the most scrumptious dinner/snack ever. here is the recipe:

sex de la spicy et cheesy

ingredients

easy mac - original flavour

sweet chilli sauce

water

method

make easy mac as per the instructions on the back, but add an extra 50mL to water requirement.
upon finishing the easy mac instruction, bypass the "enjoy" step and instead, add a big dollop of sweet chilli sauce and mix well. now return to he "enoy" step. enjoy.

i would take a photo of the finished product, but it was so yummy, that i ate it all before i could take a photo. now i might go off and make another helping.

ps. i started my new job today. the department took me out for lunch and it was fun and i made my own computer and i met everyone and i sat through 4 hours worth of "induction" which consists of 2 scary people giving boring talks and 3 highly amusing videos about OH&S and Equal Opportunity and Sexual Harassment and the likes of things like that. the videos were not intended to be humerous, but one can't help but laugh at people falling off step ladders and slicing themselves open with knives. especially when the said people are awesome 80's actors with awesome 80's mo's.

pls work.

2007-04-09T18:52:00.001+10:00

i start my new job tomorrow. AH!

2007-04-03T22:35:00.000+10:00

this.

best day of my life... slash... week

2007-03-30T14:43:00.000+10:00

today has been awesome. mum woke me up at 8am just as she was leaving the house to tell me we are gonna have turkish food tonight, which is a mega bonus, because turkish is good. then she went on to say that dad had already left for work. i could have jumped for joy at that moment, but i didn't on account of i was paralised from the eyeballs down. i didn't even hear mum open or shut the door as she was leaving because my eyeballs then became paraplegic and i was asleep again. at 9ish, i got a call from westinghouse rail asking me for my official academic record.

side note: i have been "offered" (read: handballed) a job in the IT dept of westinghouse rail systems australia to replace one of their "IT specialists" (lolocopter) and all i have to do now is pass a piss test and sign the contract, and resign from browns and then i'm officially no longer a baker of distinction. woot!

so i kinda freaked out here, because i don't think i have an official academic record, and technically i don't even think i have passed my first year of uni because i failed FIT2001, so now i'm 1 subject down. and the subject i am doing to atch up with, i'm failing in. (we had our first test the other week and i failed by half a mark. douche.)
so i sent the HR lady my unofficial record, and that seems to have done the trick, they all seem happy. so i'm happy.

then after some more sleep, i continued on with my FIT2013 assignment which is due today. the first 2 questions i'd done, but on the third question, it just wasn't working for me (it was all codig javascript poo) - then i realised that i'd placed a variable in the wrong spot and there was a syntax error (seriously) on the variable code too.
gosh im an idiot. so now it works. and i'll try to upload them on here... but im not sure if blogger accepts javascript. we'll find out.

... ... ...

ok it clearly did not work. i published it and my blog basically died. here are some screen shots of what my program was supposed to look like:

and there is another, which does stuff, but it is too much effort to screen shot it all.
anyway, i am incredibly proud of these programs, because i did them all by myself. the only help i got was just on layout tips, but no one actually told me stuff that would go to my programs directly. so i am way proud.

after i submitted them, i slept some more, then got woken by my phone again. this time it was greg. he wanted to know if he could borrow my student card for carpooling at monash for the day. so like an hour later, jon and greg appeared on my doorstep. one could easily have mistaken them for being nice strapping young lads, as they were all dressed up in business shirts and pants. they almost looked good looking. but then they spoke, and i realised it was jon and greg.
actually, hey could have been mormons.
brandon flowers from the killers is a mormon. wouldn't it be cool if he rocked up on your doorstep asking you about god? i'd probably take a photo of his chin.

after that i think i slept some more.
since the last bit of napping i did some myspace stalking, blogging and eating.

today has been awesome. also, my cat is EXTREMELY fet.

speaking of fet, i might go down the street to get money out for amy, and maybe go into browns for some food. i better get as much free food as possible now before i quit.

ok chow kidlets.

school

2007-03-27T11:52:00.000+10:00

right now i'm listening to POD (crazy lecturer guy whome i have never seen, but he makes a mean podcast) about something or other.
the above picture is the second course in my lunch today. i think it proves how poor i have become as a uni student who owns a fuel guzzling jeep.
the above in tuna chunks in springwater with a sweet and sour marinade.
aka. can of tuna with a dollop of sweet and sour sauce mashed in.

crap. i tuned out of the podcast. poo.

now, i know this is kind of a plug for microsoft, but it's for a good cause. i figure Bill Gates has enough money, and he does give it to charity, but he should give more. so i'm forcing him to give more. pity the charities aren't in my top 10 of most important charities around. but i mean, beggers cant be choosers.
that really doesn't fit in this context.

ok bye now.

Roof fell on roof

2007-03-25T17:10:00.000+10:00

The roof of my house fell on the roof of my car. But its better now. A little.

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ok. as it turns out, the photo is shit. i did it whilst trying to salvage the car roof, and it was a quick photo. and it doesn't show much. after we moved the car roof (hardtop) out of the way, i took a photo of the destruction our humble abode has faced in the past 3 days.
not only did our roof fall down cos it rotted through due to rain and shit. but one of our trees fell down from lack of water. it was a green tree, and looked healthy, but just the drought eventually made the limbs snap. and now half of our front garden is tree. (it was a big tree)
so here is an annotated photo.

fan

2007-03-23T11:56:00.000+11:00

it's too hot in here.

I <3 Dirk

2007-03-22T13:42:00.001+11:00

Well, im in the library, and this blog is actually for my uni blog, but my silly phone can only blog to one blog, as in, there isnt a feature to let me choose which blog it posts to. I figure ill just copy and paste to the uni blog later.

Yesterday i got out of my FIT2001 lab within 30mins which was bloody awesome because i got to skip peak hour traffic. The usual 6pm finish is absolute death.
We had our interview which was pretty good. Peter, our tutor, helped us out with a few issues. Im glad that it went smoothly too. I was a bit worried that our questions were a bit vague, but the interview with peter/"dirk" went really well and a lot of things were clarified. Like, i thought it would have been standard to include like an online catalog/shop, but "dirk" doesnt want one at this stage in development. YEY!!

The souvlaki i just had was quality. The end.

my milkshakes

2007-03-21T12:31:00.001+11:00

Hello dears. Im in a lecture right now and i need to pee really bad. Jon isnt even here to squeeze me to make me want to pee more. Silly boy has gone off to be australian rogaining champion. again.

Tonight i have band rehearsal. Im not looking forward to it much, cos i didnt practice this week. Im a bit of a let down really.
The songs are really fun, when it comes together it should sound awesome, especially when the cast join us. I cant wait!
What should be v.amusing is polly playing a pregnant woman in the cast. Should be a hoot! Haha.

Oh man, its 20mins into the lecture and the woman is still explaining this weeks learning objectives. Mega sigh.

I momentarily forgot i had to pee, but the feeling is back now. Im trying to let out a silent fart, but i think it might be detected by smell. It feels like a stinker.
Haha, i can just imagine a future employer reading over that last bit. I think when im actually going to apply for a real job, i might make my blog private. For my eyes only type of thing.

It will be interesting when i get my next phone bill and seeing how much it actually does cost to blog from my phone. I hope it isnt a lot. Its a bummer that i have to post a picture at the same time as well. My phone doesnt let me blog without a photo. I wish it did.

Im going to listen now, she is actually going over some good stuff in the lecture now. It helps to listen. Ok. Chow.

Goodness

2007-03-20T08:54:00.001+11:00

Im trying to enhance my memory, so each morning before uni i have an apple tree grassroots plus drink. It contains ginkgo biloba, which assists in memory and being normal. They are pretty expensive, but hopefully in the long run, its worth it. Also, they are MEGA yum. Especially the pomegranit and blueberry one. Mmm mm mmm!!! Ok, i have a lecture in 10mins. Its for eco, which i have to say im enjoying lots. Tomorrow i have an eco test, then straight after that i have a ebusiness assignment/test. GAY to the MAX!!!

weekend

2007-03-13T12:07:00.000+11:00

I have decided that 4WDing is pretty damn fun.
Me and jon, plus a friend of jons, ross drove over the west gate and down to geelong. We werent without problems tho. When i eventually (after many attempts) reversed into ross' driveway and parked, we could hear this hissing sound coming from jose. I originally thought it was the air con (it leaks - but its designed like that) so i turned it off, but the hissing continued. I was v.sad.

So we opened him up and found that my radiator is leaking. Oh so sad. So we filled the coolant tank up and got going. Upon reaching g-long, it was once again empty. We filled it up once more then got going again. Did a quaint little track, and got stuck, but got out of it easily. Kinda. The next day ross poured about half a small bottle of black pepper into the radiator. I wanted to go driving, so i was willing to try anything. The pepper trick worked a treat. That morning we did some sick tracks. We turned into one which jon said looked good, and (i forgot to mention, we were around lorne at this time.) It was awesome. Kudos to jon. Not long down the track, we came across a convoy of beasty 4WD's who showed us photos of the track ahead. As it turns out, one of them actually got stuck at one point and had to be pulled out. It sounded like mad fun. Ill show photos of the track once i get them off jon. There was mud, creeks, and steep steep hills with ugly ruts. So much fun. :D

After an unsuccessful afternoon, we went back to geelong to ross' folks house for dinner, then up to meredith area with this weird kid called troy. The good tracks were closed, so there wasnt much good stuff. We gave up and did laps around geelong city. Random things we did:

pretended to be cops with speed cameras
shone our high beam in these kids eyes whilst they were making out in their car
rammed the back of my car whilst driving ross' beast landcruiser
left ross and troy outside some club and jon and i drove around geelong in cars we did not own. And emma got scared because a riot van followed her for a second with its siren on
ross ran over a cat

Then the next day we went home. The end. More photos later.

oh mah gaaah!

2007-03-12T20:56:00.000+11:00

... wow. Now i have no excuse not to blog. I can do it anytime, anywhere. Heaven.

ps. title by amy.
pps. it is all possible thanks to jim

international womens day 2007

2007-03-08T12:56:00.000+11:00

happy international womens day people!
what did i do to celebrate? i cowered over several toilets vomitting. all because i'm a women. gay period.
today seems like such a waste. i went to uni, which i thought started at 9, but actually started at 10, which was damn good seeing as though i got to uni at 9.20 or so. i hate walking into lectures late. v.embarassing. elthough, i've now learnt that walking/running out of lectures early (to go spew my guts up) is far more embarassing. some guy got cranky at me because i had to make him move his books and notes and little desk thing. but then i said "im gonna vomit" and he moved a little quicker. i think the girl next to him overheard as well because she was pulling back from her seat to get away from me. or maybe i just had bad body odour. that's always a possibility.

on my way to uni this morning, i went via the M1 freeway. sososososo much fun. jose has never been on the freeway with me, so taking him up past 100km/h was so fun. just cruising was great. it started raining quite heavily too, so for the curvy bit of the freeway i put it into 4H (4wd) for the extra stability and just cruised. so fun. although quite intimidating with all the big trucks. they are scary sometimes, the way they just loom over you and you can feel the entire car rattle.

funniest image ever just happened, about socks (my cat) - this is an msn convo with me and amy.

alpha dog says:
ooohhh socks has come to visit me
Amie says:
<3
alpha dog says:
no he hasnt. he just came in here to escape out the window
alpha dog says:
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
alpha dog says:
omg. funniest thing ever
alpha dog says:
normally my window is left open, so he can jump in and out. but i was practicing bone the other day, so i shut it
alpha dog says:
and he went to jump from my bed to the window (and he normally just jumps straight through cos there is no window there)
alpha dog says:
but he just went SMACK into the glass.
Amie says:
uh oh i see whats coming
Amie says:
haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

sick

2007-03-04T10:09:00.000+11:00

rah

2007-03-01T21:40:00.000+11:00

hello dears,
i forgot to say in my last blog, but for uni, one of my subjects (systems analysis and design) has a hurdle requirement of updating a blog weekly. nice eh? this is basically my dream subject. actually it seems like a pretty cool subject, because it's all about systems anlysis. which is pretty awesome. i'd like a career in systems analysis. i don't mind the idea of starting up my own business with a systems analysis flair. indeed. anyway, my gangsta nerd blog can be viewed here. (please don't comment on it, because my tutor and lecturer has to mark it.)

i'm at james' house right now. he's watching some ghey show on nazi sex. i wanna go play with his lil bro. but i dont know where he is. oh well. ok now im getting an awesome massage, so maybe ill just keep blogging.

ok i got distracted by myspace. poo.

in a lecture today, the lecturer started off with a bunch of faces on the lecture slides. i didn't recognise single face, so i just assumed that they were random people. like, end users of a SYSTEM or of e-business. or some crack like that.
as it turns out, they weren't. they were "IT celebrities."
crack?
apparently they were leaders in e-business. eg. google wonder twins, yahoo peeps, amazon and ebay dudes.
after she said they were IT people, i then recognised the paypal guys... only because they had a giant paypal sign behind them.
the lecturer made me feel pretty dumb and clueless about worldwide IT business.
there was a fuzzy photo up the top, which was of Tom Anderson and his friend. i got really excited when she said tom anderson, re:tuba. but when she mentioned "myspace tom" i almost orgasmed. an actual lecture about myspace. sortof.

ok massage is over, so i must go. ghey.

back to school

2007-03-01T08:36:00.000+11:00

ok. so i'm back at uni. as of two days ago, i was an official second year student.
im in bed right now, and williams in't answering my messages. perhaps if i myspace comment him he'll reply, being the myspace whore he is.

uni is absolutely FULL of first year students. sickening.
i wonder if last years second years hated me as much?

i should get going now. im driving by myself. eek.
well, jon might be joining me. eek!

update de l'emma

2007-02-09T22:17:00.000+11:00

hello dears.
lots has happened recently. kinda not really.
i'll photoblog it. i think thats what its called. cos its not called phlogging.
ok here we go. we'll start from new years. cos i haven't been very up to date recently.

on new years, we all peaked too early, isabel especially. but it was kinda fun none the less. kinda.

william, gregory and myself invented the best meal in the world which i then at. its from mcdonalds.

all 3 thickshake flavours
all mcflurry additions
flakes x 892382
giant straw
massive cup

it is sex.

james got fat.

i got bored at work and covered rocks in melted cheese and then made seaguls eat the rocks.

PHOTOLOG! thats the word i was thinking of. damn im good.

at some point during the month of january (poosibly the 19th) it got very hot. and humid. and i was at work. and our baguettes melted. no joke.

i went to big day out on the gold coast. william took pictures and i had fun and did stuff.

then i went to big day out in sydney.
william forgot to wake up, and when i was waiting for him for 30mins outside i got attacked by creatures of the night. such as this spider with a light on its eyeball.

when we got to sydney, they had rad double decker trains.

polly having fun with a small dog at megans tripleJJJ hottest 100 countdown party.

james looking like a fag after he stole my earring from peter from oh mercy who stole it from his friend who stole it from me... at melbourne big day out. i dressed like a pirate k. i didn't randomly have an earring.
i should really stop pretending like peter from oh mecy is some huge rockstar. i did see him naked the other day. so maybe i wont stop pretending.

i got a jeep.

cat in the jeep.

I GOT MY P's!!!!!!!!!!! WOO!
and yes, i know i look crosseyed. shut up.

ok i think that is all.

heidriche

2007-02-04T22:49:00.000+11:00

heindriche in his jar

louisa and emma inspecting heidriche.

heindriche at spencer street station.

ps. i know they deserve more than a post script. but muse were bloody awesome. tres bien.

my car

2007-02-03T19:07:00.000+11:00

in 10 or so minutes my car will hopefully be arriving at my house. WOO!
this is it.

ok. 10 minutes passed many many hours ago. and the jeep arrived on time. and it is pure S-E-X!
i love it.

at the moment, dad is driving it into the driveway for me because i am far too lazy. im not sure if i trust him in it.
i just went for a drive with him. worst passenger ever. before we left, he's like, lets just go around to blahblah street and back home. blahblah street is basically going around the block, and i've been around that same block many many times over the past 18 years. but apparently, i don't know the directions around the block. so my dad decided he'd tell me the directions, when to look left and right, what the speed limit is (even if i'm under the speed limit.) and such other backseat driver observations. it was 5 minutes of DEATH. pure death.

the car is just freakin awesome though.
it's black automatic 1998 TJ Renegade. it has a hard top and a soft top. 6-stack cd stereo and other such rad features.
im tossing up on it's name. i think it's a female, in which case i will call it "Jose" pronounced "jo-see" or if it is male, like most others seem to think, it will be names "Jose" pronounced "ho-say." any comments would be much appreciated on the matter.
if you are confused as to the name, it is a Jeep and the number plate is OSE764.

anyway. i need to wee.
bye bye.

ps. did i mention i got a car today?

my dream

2007-01-30T13:14:00.000+11:00

last night i had a dream that i was at big day out and i was holding matt bellamys hand. and amy was dancing in the photo pit. and peter was on stage playing drums... with dom. and when i say drums, i actually mean the cowbell.
isabel was wearing clown shoes. and that emo kid 2 years below me at school who played trumpet that angus knows... michael someone? yeah, he was there with his ugly lesbian sister (im not sure if he has a sister in real life, but he did in my dream. and she was an ugly lesbian.)

it was very vivid.

eyeballs

2007-01-29T21:44:00.000+11:00

i went to melbourne big day out yesterday. and it was fun.
i saw lots of great bands.

i went home with the drummer of one of the bands. nice boy. thats a slight lie, as he wasnt with me on the way back, but he was later.

the end.

loltastic

2007-01-29T20:33:00.000+11:00

hey you're delivering milk, you must get lots of sex. its funny because you are a lobster.

GET STUCK ON STAMPS #4

2007-01-22T07:30:00.000+11:00

i ded

can't speak for will. but h islept through take-off. and he was asleep before me.

fjhweifuhbwejfbewhkjf nbhejrwbfhber wjhfb

big day out = death day out.

*** time elapses ***

awake now.
enjoying non complimantary apple juice.

g
a
y

GET STUCK ON STAMPS #3

2007-01-22T04:30:00.000+11:00

K. its like 4.30. william is soooo grumpy. not very nice to be around. at least he isn't as bad as james when he is grumpy.

back to BDO round-up.
here is my list of bands seen:

Afra + Incredible BBB
unearthed winner (not nearly as sex as melbs unearthed)
operator pls
mamal
i <3>
butterfly effect
trivium
scribe
mcr
sleepy jackson
vines
kasabian
killers
sfk
jetgay
drones
muse
tooooooool

I am TIRED

walking to 1000 stages with 16kg of bag all day makes me grumpy!

a machine beeps twice. wills reaction: "shut the fuck up stupid fucking beeper"

*** later edit ***
purple = william

also, please do not think im some spastic that can't name bands and spell shit and type grammatically, i was on no sleep and surviving on no doz for like 27 or so hours when this was written. the last few posts were written sitting in the hotel lobby at conrad jupitors after we spent several hours in the casino gambling all our money away.
i lost $4 - william lost more.
this particular post was written at coolangatta airport.

GET STUCK ON STAMPS #2

2007-01-22T04:15:00.000+11:00

k bak.
i tried to buy condoms in the toilet but the machine was dead.
Anyway, after that, and lathering white shit om my skin which did nothing to protect from the sun. yeah, after all that and getting wills photo jacket, i went to see lots of bands.
i have to go k.
bye. i write more at airpork k.
bye.

- EMMAP

GET STUCK ON STAMPS

2007-01-22T03:31:00.000+11:00

hello.
my name
is emma and i am
very tired.
is it like 3am queensland time.
or something.
im v.v.v.hungry and my back is sunburnt.
yesterday i went to big day out on gold coast.
i woke up at 4.15am victorian time and william picked me up soon after that after i did my cleaning up of myself and putting clothes on n stuff.
we drove to talithas mailbox then to the airport. it was early in the morning. upon arrival i tried to get a pasta zoo happy meal. the wouldn't let me. gaybos!
so shit happened and w were ont he gold coast like 2 or 3 hours later.
then charlotte picked us up and we queued outside safeway to get no doz and a banana.
she took us back to her house so i could say a quick hello to the fam then she dropped us at the bus stop so we could go to BDO.
we got there. there were lots of douches on the bus. anyway, we arrived at 10.30ish and bypassed all the massive queues (i need to poo right now but i have a $12,000 camera bag + equiptment in my possession. so instead ill just fart all over this hotel lobby) and went straight to the VIP entrance.

RAD HUH?

and i got a cool wristband which gets me quicker beer and seats and shade and access to famous kids. ok poo time BRB!

"that" saturday night.

2007-01-20T17:43:00.000+11:00

here are some messages i want to keep for memories sake, but i have to delete them from my phone memory so i can make room for more.

Isabel: Poofta
Isabel: Pjdagd ammd tm ajgaj
Isabel: Pjdagd ammd tm ajgaj
Isabel: Pjdagd ammd tm ajgaj
Isabel: Mjaw atj and amd met isabel drumk lou rocks
Isabel: Gm dtajf atd gt wmppjp
Will: Where is greg
Jo: Love! Xxx
Amy: Poof. Where are you?
Jo: Boh yeh!
Amy: Bang? Go wee you animal
Amy: I had to panic at the disco without you. Swear to shake it up!
James: ................................................................................... good thing i didn't go out hmmm
Will: Hih are yiu looking down her top
Will: Dats hot bro beatz
James: very well
Amy: Fine dont reply then. Come here they are playing panic and shiz. Are you at click
Jo: What did u take tnite? Love!
Jo: Poooor!
Amy: Cross the road and come hump my leg. Please!
Jo: Oooh! Love!
Jo: Ps, whos gows drummer?
Jo: Abraham lincoln
James: queue for what? my room well wateva it is for it better be worth it cause i don't like you now
James: call yourself

--- phone confiscated at this point of the night ---

ps. "thats my dad!"

shoot the runner

2007-01-20T17:10:00.000+11:00

hello lovers,
does anyone miss me? they clearly dont, as i havent had a comment on ANY of my last few posts. where the hell is angus (and lady godiva)?
well, i'm not going to be missed yet, as i havent gone anywhere, BUT tomorrow, in the wee hours of the morn, william and i will be trecking to tullamarine for our like negative 11am flight to the other side of the world. and when i say negative 11am, i actually mean like 6am. which is TOTAL death in all earthly ways. it means i'll be picked up at like 4am or some shit hour in the morning like that. shudders.
HOWEVER, there is comfort in the fact that i will be spending the day with rockstars. YEY! and i get to blog all day. DOUBLE YEY! ps. blog.

i just got back from a driving lesson about an hour ago. it was with my new instructor, david. nice guy. my first driving instructor i dumped, then the second one dumped me, hopefully this one will go the distance. i'm looking forward to my test. it should be fun... hopefully.

i now have to stop blogging and talk to william re: arrangements.

i should blog lots tomo.

bye bye all.

midsummer murders

2007-01-18T22:44:00.000+11:00

i dont get it. how can so many people die in the same village each week.

3 cheap chocolates for breakfast

2007-01-18T09:39:00.000+11:00

hello all.
i am in a very good mood as i get to stay in bed for an extra hour this morning. steph from work called and told me i didn't have to come in until 11, instead of 10am. it was sort-of pre-arranged, so i was expecting it. but boy, is it a good feeling.

work bores me now. it is the same thing every day. every week.
the people are nice enough, but thats not to say some annoy me a bit, but they are mostly the ones that have been there for as long (and longer) that i have. i think i am just over them. i know their ways and their ideas, and whether its keeping a stock past its use by date, or being a dumbass, i'm just over it. it's time for a change. i've applied for a few jobs that i really like the sound of. like, i can really imagine myself working there and being happy. when i first applied at browns, i was appliying in every store i could see, and i really couldn't imagine myself working in a bakery, but one and a half years later i'm still there. sigh.
it's basically my second home. that is to allude to the fact that i am there more than i'm at home pretty much. and browns food is basically like 2/3rds of my meals.
working with the girls is fun, but when the older ladies are put into the equation, they sort of dampen down the fun.
so, i'm over browns. browns is so passe. the end.

i realise i haven't blogged to often recently... thats because i think i'm kind of over browns. but at least i documented all of year 12 at school, VCE and schoolies. that was fun. i think i even remember documenting when i first started at browns.
anyway, HOPEFULLY this sunday will make up for my lack of blogging recently.
i'm flying up to queensland for the day, basically to blog apparently. i'm going to big day out (free of charge. niiiiice!) to chill for the day, listen to the AWESOME lineup this year and hang with rockstars. har har har hoff hoff hoff. it should be a pretty rad day, except for the fact that i'm going to be alone ALL day. sososososo sad. but i'll make friends, hopefully with muse or tool (if we are aiming high, eg. musicians, then probably bands like sfk or you am i would be more likely... but even that is aiming way high.) or maybe randoms in the crowd. sure william aaron will be there, but he is special and will be running around in the crazy photo pits all day and night.
anyway... go to this website and take note of the blog bit. because that will be me. WOO! only for queensland though, and maybe a little bit of sydney. i dunno about that one. and maybe melbourne as well. (PLEASE W.A.S? so i can write about how sexy the drummer is in the triple j unearthed band?)
Speaking of triple j unearthed, but le best band won the melbourne bdo gig. they are oh mercy. they are rad. i've seen them twice. and sometimes when i wake up they are rehearsing outside the door. i also happen to have a hideously HUGE crush on the drummer of the band. as in, whenever he enters a room that i just happen to be in my heart beat rises and i go all pink.
he also happens to be the little yet cooler, radder and better brother of james. i so picked the wrong one. :(
at lease i was smart enough to pick the youngest one. *shudders*

anyway, i have to go and get ready for work. sigh. i hate these 8 and 9 hour days. it's just a bitch to be on your feet the whole time. i need a job with a seat.

long weekend.

2007-01-11T13:05:00.000+11:00

i was supposed to work today. but i was called up and told not to come in. which means.... long weekend! sortof. because my two weekend days are wednesday and friday... now i have thursday off which means long weekend. im ghey. shut up i know. but im damn excited.

so, i have the day all to myself. i've already slept in until 1pm, and all i did yesterday was stay in bed until like 8pm, with a slight excursion down to maccas so i could make a mac and cheese big mac. it was yum.
actually, except for the meal im having now, which consists of belgian chocolates left over from christmas and week old smiths potatoe chips, my last three meals have been mcdonalds.
last night for dinner i had a huge thickshake with all flavours and all the mcflurry add-ons. it was like $5 - absolute bargain. last night was fun. william said that i'd blog about it, so to spite him im not going to blog. (neighbours. blackburn. bogan music. mcdonalds)

yesterday i made james look pretty.
then we had a fight because it was hot. like a trillion degrees yesterday. wah.
but i cooled myself down with the rad thickshake.

on "my" last blog post, i mentioned i was going out that night. it was an awesome night. but my vomit is all over melbourne. my bad.

anyway. i have to go and get dressed because william is coming to pick me up soon so we can go to fitzroy for something. i dont know why though.

ps. like a week and a little bit until BIG DAY OUT GOLD COAST!!! then like 5 days after that... SYDNEY!!! then a week after that... MELBOURNE!!!

ps. the band that won triple j unearthed... i am sleeping with the drummer. kinda. not really. i just sleep in his house sometimes. and yeah.

attention loyal bloggers

2007-01-06T19:33:00.000+11:00

I am currently eating the wonderful dinner that my lovely mother mary prepared on this balmy evening at my mansion in brighton. It is currently 7.34pm and I am preparing to going on a hot date with a bunch of rad people from my rad university course, I love each and every person in my course equally ( you know who you are ;) ) I really wish I had air conditioning because "it is like death" in this place and I dislike death.

Last night I went to this rad concert with $2 million sound system to see Oh Mercy rock the place out. It was really rad. There was this really rad photographer there who took photos which I keep begging to see.

Anyway back to tonight, I am going on a big excursion with the cool group from uni (but jo is missing so it is like 78/100 cool) to clickclick and possibly bang. Who could think of anything better than that, especialy with the rad kids that are going.

Also back to last night, I went to Mullet Meet 2007, it was much larger and hotter than I expected and hope to attend the next meeting.

That is all for now.

Goodbye my loyal bloggers
exx ohh exx ohh
e . f . s

glog

2007-01-02T20:23:00.000+11:00

yey. my blog has changed hosts (kinda) its now with gmail. who own blogger anyway. but its all a part of my gmail account. <3
i heart gmail.

and i can use labels

le read me

2006-12-28T22:59:00.000+11:00

ok. im doing the torq blog. like a month on. my bad.
so read back like a month, then go forwards for it to all be in order.

i saw happy feet yesterday. best movie ever. except:

it went a little too long
it could have ended 302091 times
there was too much story

other than that it was damn awesome. the graphics were bloody amazing. as in... i had trouble distinguishing from the live action bits and the cartoon bit.

i love you all.

the lorne/torq blog #4

2006-11-27T18:50:00.000+11:00

as i sit here with my beautiful sunburn, trying not to make any facial movements so as to avoid pain, i think about todays proceedings. it wasnt a bad day really. sure i've had a splitting alcohol induced headache all day, but i made some friends and had some good emma time.

so, yes there was a rather abrupt end to my last post. but i fell asleep watching the south-west waste services man doing his... waste servicing.

after my sleep i went down to the beach.
my very own semi-secluded private beach that i had all to myself. i would have gone skinny dipping, except that the beach happens to be right on the great ocean road and i didnt want passers by to see my giny or boobies.
the moment my toes touched the crystal clear blue water, my nipples turned as hard as the crystals that supposedly make the water clear. apparently the make water cold too.
at that moment i then remembered that yes, i was infact standing in the icy waters of the bass straight. only tasmania stood between me and antarctica.
so i braved the ice, and after realising i was probably colder than kate+leo in their last desperate breaths amung the lifeboats and iceburgs of the atlantic, i decided to head back.
only to find lucy and her little friend trying to escape the caravan park without me.
so i went back to the tent, only to realise that i had no food, blog, sudoku, clothes, sleeping bad or anything except for the $10 lucy gave me upon her escape.
in lucy's defense, she did ask me several times if i needed anything from the car, to which i only answered "money", to which she gave me plenty of.
so i laid on the grass looking at the huge cliffs surrounding me. trying to find the outlines of faces and bodies to be my friend. i'll draw some for you.
*emma: remember to scan the pictures*

so apart from making friends, and napping, and burning, and sitting, i did nothing. fora long time.

lucy returned later, and went down to the beach with her friend and i wanted/needed to go into town to do semi-important stuff, but lucy + co were sunbaking and didn't get up... for quite some time. its times like these which i wish i could drive.
anyway, i made some real friends (not men+women carved into a cliff face) with jeremy and shaun in camping spot #100 and they drove me into town. well... the they were going anyway.
so i left a note for lucy and went into town.

i did a bit of shopping, eating, sitting, drinking, and then lucy called and we got together for lunch. i had crab. i didnt know which part to eat so i ate...

*** TAXI ARRIVED***
** (will finish later)**

additions
lucy = blue

the lorne/torq blog #3

2006-11-27T18:15:00.000+11:00

well, i have absolutely no recollection of the last post. my guess is that it was written about 1am last night.

i am still in the car, but more warm because the sun is up. lucy just got out of the tent, and the angel she is, she brought me some water. my head really hurts bad.

last night was pretty fun. i think i forgot to mention in my last post that lucy has a friend on schoolies up here slash down here staying in the caravan park with all the schoolies peeps

let me exlain, because the one company owns all the caravan parks in lorne, they have decided to put all the schoolies '06 children in the one spot.
this happens to be queens park. it is fucking feral. it is basically just tents, empty bottles and dirty dirty teenagers everywhere. (added later: also there is human excrement on the sides of the roads. and it smelled like urine)
it is fairly putrid.
and when i say "fairly putrid" i actually mean "disgustingly putrid." This is the place that is $100 per night. who would want to pay that to live in a pig-stye? people pay that to stay in 4 or 5 star hotels per night. gaybos.

so last night, we hopped into the only cab in town. and went to the pig stye at queens park. we made some friends and took the free shuttle bus down to the beach. there was a makeshift club in the lorne hotel, pretty ghey though. so we went down to the foreshore (for sure!) which was basically just a lot of boys standing around trying to scam onto the minimal amount of girls around. i have to say, the ratio here is not in the male species favour. (awesome, the septic tank waste removal truck is here)

the lorne/torq blog #2

2006-11-27T02:20:00.000+11:00

<<< unkown date and time >>>

*writing messy and near illegible*
dearest readers.
i am sleeping in the car. it is cold.
lucy has her lover.
it i cold the end.

the lorne/torq blog #1

2006-11-26T20:50:00.000+11:00

Lucy is forcing me to drink alcohol as we are going to a party tonight in a barn.
crack?
I suspect that she is trying to get me drunk so that i dont look like a complete nerd infront of her friend/s. this is quite understandable as if i were in her position i would probably try to persuade me just to stay at home/in the tent.

speaking of tents, we have successfully arrived in lorne. sort of.
we are actually camping 10 minutes out of lorne in a v.cool caravan park who quoted us a price and stuck to it.
what i mean by that is that, when we called up the main caravan joint in lorne, and after a few simple questions, they quoted us $22 a night. upon arrival, they then quadrupelled the price, bumping it up to $100 per night. purely because we are schoolies age. gay to the max!
They also happened to own all the caravan parks in lorne. bum!
So now we are here, in the awesome cumberland river holiday park.
we love these guys.
awesome service.
perfect positioning for a quiet family holiday.
however, lucy and i are not quite family. although we did try to persuade the first ghey caravan park that we were. :P

On the trip here, we almost died. lucy almost hugged a koala and we almost rolled down a mountain backwards because the didnt have enough power to get up. and handbreak starts aren't that fun on steep angles. but we made it in one piece. yey! toolies '06!!!

i am very cold. lucy is trying to persuade me to wear something other than jeans, a t-shirt and a hoodie. but i would prefer to leave tonights festivities in an un-hypothermic state.
lucy however, is wearing shorts, a small top, and probably heels (this was later confirmed). i think tonight the minimum is getting to about 7degr. but im sure she'll find someone warm to snuggle up to. ;)

did i mention we are going to a (interlude: the couple in the camper-van next to us are having sex. i think.) party in a fucking BARN! it's going to turn into a hoe-down or something. should be fun though.

pre-drinks by myself isn't much fun. especially curled up in a ball, trying to keep warm, in the car and next to sexing old people.

it is very dark outside. i might have a power nap before we call a taxi. lucy is still getting ready in the public bathroom. she is a crack-up that one. when i got to her house this morning she hadn't even started packing. she had a massive bag (twice the size of mine) for toiletries and another bag for all the toiletries she couldn't fit in the first one.

ok. powernap time.

update on the life of le emma

2006-11-25T20:21:00.000+11:00

hokay, so i haven't blogged in a while. slap me.

i'm slightly bored at the moment, and i really feel like dancing. james got me the scissor sisters ta dah box set, and i do feel like dancin'. har har. i'm so funny.
he got me the cd because i was sick and i thought i'd need a blood test. but i don't. so he got it for nothing. i still feel slightly poo though.
i went to the doctor, and he said it was a viral infection, which is a bonus, because it means that it's not bacterial. i think he was smoking crack. he just said i'd feel like crap for a week, then get over in within one to two weeks. joy.

i voted today. it was the first time ever that i had voted in an actual australian election. one of the candidates used to go to school with me and now he goes to monash. he played the trumpet at school, and we played in brass ensemble together. so i voted for him/greens. i was going to vote greens or alp anyway, so he helped me make my decision. brass players = cool.
although, i'm sure that steve bracks is great at whatever he does too. picolo? harpsichord? maybe (slash... i wish) he plays the fluba. if he learns to play that, then i will vote for him.

ok. i just saw a really creepy ad on tv. watch... with caution. it's an unpleasant reminder why i don't watch tv anymore.

tomorrow i am going to lorne. and on tuesday i am going to torquay and on friday i am coming back home.
lucy and i are doing lorne by ourselves. then meeting other kiddies in torquay for some good times on tuesday at isabels holiday house.

i finished exams. i get my results in 3 or 4 days. gosh, im a bit worried about my results. but i don't really have to think about them until i start uni again, or until i have to re-enroll in the units i failed.
uni sucks.
i wish there was a way i could be happy.

annual leave makes me a bit happy.
but the thought of going back to work does not.

karma

2006-11-03T20:49:00.000+11:00

i think i am being punished.
i havent really studied at all for my exams, as in like... barely any study at all. i've left all my studying until the last minute. cramming always works good. not. but it's all that i can seem to muster.
anyway, my mother has broken her arm, which is all sad and stuff, and i feel sorry for her. but selfish ol emma only thinks of herself. naturally.
i have to take time out of my cramming schedual to:

cook for the family
clean
feed the animals
do the washing
drive her places
do her shopping
put her shopping away
other miscelaneous
etc

not fun. i think it's karma or something. or maybe just extreme bad luck and bad timing.

i have also been punished in the form of james. he has a moustache. it isnt cool. he also has 5 different colour hairs on his head. maybe 6 because i think his beard/mo is 2 different shades of orange.

moustache = orange
eyebrows = brown
hair #1 = another brown
hair #2 = blonde
hair #3 = BLONDE!!! (like peroxide style)

i dead now.

myspace makes me fail

2006-11-01T16:55:00.000+11:00

im doing a course about computers, but computers make me fail. well... myspace i think will be the death of my tertiary education. do you think i could sue?

i just wish...

but i can't.

bum.

ps. this

"Quit your courses, Monash academic urges"

2006-10-18T12:59:00.000+10:00

i should have just accepted my first round offer and stuck with it.
there have been rumours about the stability of Monash Universities IT Faculty, and now the press have published something about it. Read me bitches!
so, as it turns out, some angry professor, who has just been fired, is making a backlash at monash. maybe it's purely based on anger, or is there some truth behind it?
as a monash IT student, i really can understand the point made by Prof Kendell when she says "he has kept unqualified people, people without PhDs, people who are known for their bad teaching but who keep quiet" - take a look at the organisation of the majority of my subjects this semester. yesterday, i spent an hour on the bus getting to uni and when i got there, i was told to sped another hour on the hot bus to go back home as there was nothing to study in my tutorial class because the head lecturer had not provided my tutor with any revision material for the upcoming exams which start next week. should i be a bit concerned about that subject?

last semester i was unfortunate enough to fail a subject. now, in normal circumstances i would be extremely annoyed at myself more so than what i am. but the core subject which every single monash IT student must undertake was lecturered by this perfectly qualified lecturer. sure she had her PhD in... stuff, and the research she did was phenomenal, i'm sure all this is true. but has anyone thought of teaching her how to lecturer or manage a subject? i went to ever single lecture that was timetabled and i did all the work, tried my hardest on all the assignments and i still managed to fail that subject. i'm repeating that subject this semester and with a new lecturer on board, i have a very positive outlook on my result.

my bad. this turned into an essay. im going to stop now. bye bye.

ps. swinburne i love you. i want to come back please.

exams

2006-10-16T22:15:00.000+10:00

well, in a few weeks, my exams will be here. and that means one thing: lots of blogging. (yey?)

im not sure of my exact study plan, however, i know it will consist of...

blogging

lots
and lots

annoying james via:

plethora of sms'
emails
phone calls
msn
nipples

watching lost s2 again
a good breakfast to keep me nerdy.

myspace
last.fm
wikipedia

and maybe some revising of what i have learnt/not learnt.

i am sound

2006-10-07T22:53:00.000+10:00

this time last year i was gearing up for exams. then schoolies. i had no idea what i would be doing now, whether i would be working or at uni. if i would still be at browns. would i be living at home. this time last year i hadn't met james. i didn't even know my uni friends existed (except jon. long story.) or that i'd e at monash. i hoped i wouldn't end up at monash. all i cared about was leaving school and getting stoned in nimbin. this time last year i hadn't been to nimbin. i hadn't been to echuca. i didn't own eric.
last year i wasn't 18 and legal. last year, or ever, i hadn't stopped talking to my dad for 4 months.
i didn't have my motorcycle licence until this year. up until this year, i hadn't decided my fate.

last year is so passé.

that is all.

spot the difference

2006-09-16T20:46:00.000+10:00

there are 7 differences in the following two pictures. find them bitches.

picture (a)

picture (b)

answers.
don't cheat.

i just went to write "no disk" but instead i wrote "no dick"

2006-09-16T20:30:00.000+10:00

you know how when you are mega bored and feel like doing shit all... so you go and do internet quizzes... such as "what star wars character are you?" and "who's your hogwarts lover?"
well... i sunk to the very low of quizzes. i've spent the last 15 minutes filling out monash surveys. not because i have to, not because they need me to, but because i'm so fucking bored and i want to.

shit day at work. im dead. sleep time

We Molest Penguins

2006-09-11T16:30:00.000+10:00

hokay. why the crack does WMP change my song names and artists? not only do i usuall have to change track names when ripping from CD's... but then every so often i find that they change my edited music. since when was "feel good hit of the summer" by radiohead? and "Forever Young" by the stereophonics? and last time i looked "Catch My Disease" wasn't by beyonce.

im angry. microsoft is silly.

the best time was when i was playing "a song for emma" and the album art was some small black boy called ben and a picture of polly was the music visualisation. i was very confused...

come down

2006-09-10T22:05:00.000+10:00

james' cd collection = toilet session of emma if she does a #2.

moo

2006-08-31T21:33:00.000+10:00

ok. during my procrastination of doing my assignments i was reading my horoscope on myspace.com i'm scared. it's far to true to life right now.

Taurus
Your struggle is between two facets of yourself. You truly want to have a good time in the present moment but you also need to do the right thing. It can be hard to do both. But this is not the end of the story, for your attempt to incorporate both aspects of yourself creates your current situation. Finding your way through this dilemma will take you on a journey into your own subconscious mind. What you find there can help you be a happier person.

i want to be out at onesixone or the hawthorn or with james or... not here... just having "a good time in the present moment" but i feel that i "need to do the right thing" and finish all my assignments.

this post is pure orgasmic

2006-08-30T17:43:00.000+10:00

for the last 15 or so minutes i have been popping bubble wrap bubbles. i started off big (there is an audio feast for you all, when i can be bothered uploading it it) popping lots and lots and lots of bubbles at the one time. this was an intense release of pressure from my system. but now i have been slowly working through the sheets of bubble wrap, bubble by little bubble. and boy, does it feel good. it's like popping pimples... but with an erogenous sound, and no mess involved.
The only negative is that my forefingers and thumbs have become very sore. that is why i took a rest and blogged.

i feel so calm and relaxed now. i should make a series of theraputic tapes so that people could pay me lots of money for them and pop along to my theraputic tapes.

i have a midsemester test in 30 minutes. im going to shit all over it. boo yeah!

2006-08-30T13:35:00.000+10:00

no matter what people say, guys that smoke really do look cool.

note to self:
NOT
X | Y
0 | 1
1 | 0

AND
X Y | Z
0 0 | 0
0 1 | 0
1 0 | 0
1 1 | 1

NAND
X Y | Z
0 0 | 1
0 1 | 1
1 0 | 1
1 1 | 0

OR
X Y | Z
0 0 | 0
0 1 | 1
1 0 | 1
1 1 | 1

NOR
X Y | Z
0 0 | 1
0 1 | 0
1 0 | 0
1 1 | 0

XOR
X Y | Z
0 0 | 0
0 1 | 1
1 0 | 1
1 1 | 0

XNOR
X Y | Z
0 0 | 1
0 1 | 0
1 0 | 0
1 1 | 1

i think bloggy is broken.

2006-08-29T17:00:00.000+10:00

yesterday or the day before, this blog wasnt working. and i still cant get onto it. but amy can. and im confused. and tired. and im still not finished my assignment and im 55 minutes past my deadline for wanting to finish it.

im so sad right now.

myspaz

2006-08-29T14:09:00.000+10:00

i think i have been banned from myspace. it won't let me log into my normal account but it will let me log into gary's account.
i am very sad.

in other news. my assignment is the best looking assignment ever. its like all pink and shit!

my assignment smells like bourbon.

2006-08-19T21:44:00.000+10:00

this is effort #2 in procrastination tonight. the first effort just died. and after this im going to find some food.

my muddah got a camera yesterday. canon powershot something or other. she won't let me play with it. even though i put in $300 towards it. i took it for a spin when she wasn't looking. i couldnt find anything good to photograph. here is what i found.

he is vicious.
the camera has mega zoom.
ya fet.
upon returning camera, i came across an obstacle. muddah hadn't noticed missing camera until it was returned. oops.

ok. it is time for me to end. as ive just spent an hour procrastinating blogging. damn you myspace!!!

ps. onesixone this thursday everyone. be there at 9.30 though. cos a... goodish band is playing first up, and the drummer is really awesome. he rides bikes goodly-ish. but his brother is better (in general. not at riding bikes.)

girl on a motorbike

2006-08-16T22:46:00.000+10:00

i have this sexy new photo on my lisence now. with my thermals, old woolen jumper, and red helmet line all showing. it's pure sex.

i got my motorbike learners permit tonight. i can now rage through the streets on my fully sick bike (which i don't have) in all my flashy riding gear (which hasn't been bought yet) and have all my men on the back seat (which i'm not allowed to do.)

my coolness rating has just been lifted 10-fold tonight. all because i have a little piece of paper that says "PASS"
3 cheers for daryl and co at motorcycle motion too. im impressed with them 100%. i'd reccomend them to anyone.

ps. this is the kind of bike i rode. (note: this is not me on the bike. i am way cooler than this person.)

motorcycle driver, motorcycle driver. DONT YOU KNOW!!! BMX is BETTER THAN SEX!

2006-08-12T21:37:00.000+10:00

louisa pointed out to me the other day, that whenever i speak to her it's sex related. i don't speak to her very often, and as i have learnt in my quantitative analysis for business systems class, that the sample size is too small... however, there is basically 100% rate of me talking about sex.

(the bus stop seat was wet the other day and i was sad)

i guess it's kind of true... if you look at the last 3 blog post subject headers, and this one, 75% are sex related. even though two of them are song lyrics, and the other is related to someone else who none-stop talks about sex... to someone who doesn't know me very well... they'd think im obsessed with sex. salona touched on this about a month or two back in one of my blog posts.

(this is my database tute. thats amir. his fat body is covering most of the tutor... who kicked me and jon out of the tute because i was doing my work, and then jon took a photo of me. i dont see any logic in the expulsion.)

sex.

im bored.

must... keep... blogging... to... waste... time... and... not... do... assignments...

(james looks dead. but creepy dead because his eyes are open.)

my day was shit today. i had to wake up at 7.30. the first face i saw was jons, (jon is obese. and a nerd.) so naturally it was going to turn into a shitty day. the first 4 hours of my day consisted of learning about motorbikes. im not very smart at motorbikes. but im better than james' brother. which means im smarter than james.
jon is a motorbike nerd. 100% my ass! pfft.

sex.

then i went to work. ate lots of food. minutes seemed like hours. almost died. then came home.

because there was no one interesting to talk to on msn/gtalk... i decided to hang with my mum. i'm really cool. yep. i hang out with my mum on a saturday night. (i have to work early on sunday mornings... so i don't go out. i swear!)
we watched this rad new tv show thats gonna come out in summer i think. its about this drug dealing mum. its basically, desperate housewives with weed. so it makes it pretty entertaining. i'll watch it at least.

(last week... well, 2 weeks ago now... at uni was like cultural week or something. so one day before a lecture, salona and i bought this pink drink which was apparently rose/lychee/golden syrup. it was gross. we couldn't even give it away. there was also fish balls on a stick. they were yum, but we were suspicious as to where the balls came from, because it didn't feel like normal fish. and we also got a cup of corn. all for $2. bargain? im still not sure.)

ps. sex.

bmx. better than sex.

2006-08-09T15:15:00.000+10:00

the cleaner walked in on me when i was on the toilet. i suppose its karma. because i walked in on some old woman in the safeway toilets last week.

ps. computer camp love.
pps. georgia just farted in the quiet study area in the library.

corrupt, behold, spell, risk, burn, death, pay, hex, beg, burn.

2006-08-08T18:08:00.000+10:00

the best thing that happened to me today, was that i found $10 in my jeans pocket.

sex? sex. sex sex sex? ohh, and sex? sex. yes, sex.

2006-08-02T18:28:00.000+10:00

i'm getting my motorbike licence (hopefully - we all know i'm a spastic and will probably fail) next week, well... the week after. how fun! it means i'll be able to get a new photo for my L's so i won't look like a drug dealer anymore. well... i'll look like less of a drug dealer. which reminds me... georgia said something very rude to me the other day. i should stop being nice to her so much.

i think i've found a bike i'm most likely going to get. it's a mates... who's upgrading. the one that i really really wanted came with a flame thrower kit... and has a can of V attached to it, but no one seems to know what the can of V or the flamethrower does. so now i'm not allowed to get that one. shame.
so if all goes to plan, the one i'm getting is black. i saw it today. but thats all i know about it. its black. i guess black is a slimming colour. and when i'm in my leathers i'll look even slimmer. yessss... name me a car that makes you look slim!

exactly.

i want a flamethrower. so then i can win chicken.

shaun was on popstars

2006-07-31T18:59:00.000+10:00

james almost died today. but he survived. there was blood everywhere. and he ended up on the ground. it was pretty intense. im glad he made it. the end.

bring corruption to all that you touch

2006-07-26T18:30:00.000+10:00

i prank called work today. it was pure gold.
i wanted it to go something like this:

browns employee: good afternoon, browns brighton, how may i help you?
emma: yes, good afternoon. can you tell me? is this the browns in church street, brighton?
b: why yes, yes it is.
e: ahh jolly good. now, do you have any cupcakes left today?
b: yes, we do.
e: ahh good good, could i please put one aside to collect later?
b: certainly! what colour would you like?
e: is yellow available? my husband you see, used to have bees. and the yellow one with the stripes remind him of the bees.
b: uhhhh. :S yes, we have yellow. would you like me to put it aside for you?
e: excellent, yes, please put it under the name of "gary"
b: done and done. i'll see you shortly!

however, it was quite sad. they didn't have any cupcakes. and i didn't account for this in my speech. so it ended rather quickly.
10 minutes later, i went in to see the girls, and as it happens, they knew it was me (which i sort of picked up on) but naturally, they couldn't really say anything on the phone. apparenly after i called they were thinking of all these ways to get me back.

i was at uni all day today, and no one noticed my new appendage. im not sure if appendage is the right word. im sure some people use it to replace "penis" - but just to be clear, i do not have a new penis. (my old one is sufficient enough)

i always thought...

2006-07-23T20:57:00.000+10:00

for my entire life of eating at nandos, i'd always thought that it was a safe family environment. well, i so assumed.

until tonight.

i was getting the usual, a grilled chicken wrap... and infront of me was this drunk guy. his mates were all sitting down at the tables. they were pretty loud, and multiple times the security guard (yes, nandos has an in-house security guard) told them to keep the volume down for the other customers such as myself.
after some time, when the group of 6 or so late-20's guys were leaving, one of them threw a bottle of half drunken draught at the security guard, and another guy punched the nice fluroescently dressed security guard. well, the punch was thrown, but the guard blocked it. and the guys ran off into the night laughing and screaming and being drunk.

and so ends my belief that nandos chicken restaurants were a safe environment.

2006-07-21T21:00:00.000+10:00

senorita... i feel for you...

2006-07-21T11:44:00.000+10:00

this morning so far, my alarm clock went of 2 hours early, i received a ticket infringement notice worth $154 and my room is so cold that i can see my own breath when i sing along to justin timberlake.

this day will hopefully get better. at 2pm im working with some mystery person called Patty. we are yet unsure of its sex. i'm hoping Patty is a young male in his early twenties. but knowing my luck, Patty will resemble someone close to the Patty & Selma Bouvier, Patty.
however, after work, I'm going to see gyroscope. Yessah! and then see Larissa for the first time all year, for her surprise welcome back par-tay! woo!

cry me a river

2006-07-20T18:20:00.000+10:00

i bought justified today. and i am not ashamed that i now own a justin timberlake cd. at all.

the end.

the usual

2006-07-18T21:13:00.000+10:00

the usual. exactly. nothing new. nothing exciting.

ps. fucktards, sometimes i get bored in the middle of blog posts, and save them to finish off later, but i like to keep the original date of when i made it.

i need to shower and wee... but i HAVE to blog first

2006-07-11T21:12:00.000+10:00

ok. so i haven't blogged in 6 days. i feel like a piece of my soul is missing.

i was in a car accident yesterday. and when i say car, i mean, there was one car, and one tram. i happened to be in the tram. first i was sitting in one seat (with my feet NOT on the seat) and next thing i know im sprawled all over the seat infront of me. see diagram for accident details.

now, the night before the accident, i was once again told off for having my feet on the seat. the man who yelled at me once before with the funny accent told me it was a $150 fine. i dont have that sort of money, and i thought that i've probably had enough warnings, and will probably get done for it next time.

now, i think, if i had my feet on the seat infront of me, then i would not have gone flying across the tram.

that is all.

i love james long time.

2006-07-05T21:25:00.000+10:00

yesterday night i almost got done for having my feet on the seat on public transport. but some drunk guy opposite me was making a huge fuss and he didn't have a ticket so the guy doing me had to help his comrades in trenchcoats to escort the drunk guy off the tram. thankfully. because the drunk guy smelled funny. and i was scared he was going to talk to me and ask me where safeway in kew was. like i know that? and like anyone good would work there...

anyway... then this morning the actual train driver hunted me down for having my feet on the seat. now, i don't think he has any power except for making the train move, and the doors open... but he looked mad. and on that same train there were more inspectors.. but i was too quick for them to catch my feet on the seat.

now wasn't this just a rivetting post.

i just had my first (two) krispy kreme doughnut(s) - i feel morbidly obese

2006-07-05T21:10:00.000+10:00

today something exciting happened to me. except it isn't very exciting to anyone else. so i will try to say just a few points on the issue... but then it will most likely turn into some random ramble as is the trend on most of my blog posts.

when i got back to work on monday from my romantic getaway, i was told that my dreams came true, and that we (finally) have a new store manager at work... and that he is male, 25 years old and from perth.
My mind nearly exploded with excitement/questions/intregue.
Yesterday, about an hour before my shift started, he came in to say hello and to introduce himself. but naturally i wasn't there, probably due to the fact that, despite what people may think, i actually don't live at work. Now, when i arrived for my shift, old Emma and Lucy filled me in on the gossip. according to lucy he is "not hot" but to emma, he was "very handsome."
who was i to believe? the 17 year old gold digger? or the 60-something year old russian woman?

Today, i found out the truth for myself. Shaun, is not 25 as were the rumours, he is actually 21 (!!!) and has been in melbourne for a week. Nice boy.
After some time, Toni asked me if he was the "hunk" that i was looking for. I swear he heard her say that. To tell you the truth, after spending 5.5 hours with him, he is a nice boy. But sadly, he is blonde, so due to nature, i cannot say he is the "hunk" that i wanted. oh so sad.

see... i told you it would turn into pointless ramble.
i could have just written "i got a new boss today. he is pretty good looking" - but i didn't.

the end.

finally.

Quaintville

2006-07-01T18:50:00.000+10:00

As i sit here sipping passion pop, listening to lou reed and occassionally nibbling on a hash cooghee I contemplate how much fun i have had on this trip... and how incredibly seedy i am.

today has been very cool.
last night i fell asleep on lucys bosom. everybody needs a bosom for a pillow. i awoke the next morning having realised we fell asleep...

emma has a black mans penis and i snapped it.
the end. oh actually then isabel pooed it out her bottom, i think it hurt.
bye bye xxx

... and the blinds were wide open so perverts could watch us have sex.

I'm astounded by Isabel's natural talent at computers. She has displayed an astute knowledge of the system by correctly and successfully installing thousands of unwanted programs at the push of a button, when simply asked to change the song in windows media Player.

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Amy & Polly are the foozeball champions.

Em, Pol, & Luce are lesbian sex goddesses, sic.

* colour denotes by polly
* colour denotes by amy

Emma peed on the log.

2006-06-30T23:29:00.000+10:00

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

Love Amy.

We have a beach... and hickeys

2006-06-30T12:22:00.000+10:00

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

Quaint

2006-06-29T21:25:00.000+10:00

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

2006-06-29T10:18:00.000+10:00

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.

the other post of love

2006-06-27T21:57:00.000+10:00

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.

2006-06-27T21:20:00.000+10:00

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

featuring the long awaited return of DOCTOR OCTOPUS!

2006-06-23T17:25:00.000+10:00

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.

a blog to save

2006-06-22T19:28:00.000+10:00

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.

i lost $2 on the pokies today.

2006-06-19T19:51:00.000+10:00

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.

jon is a tool

the result of a trip to 7/11 for milk and chocolate. the pirate m&m's have been eaten.amirs pink milk.

phil and his crutch that he likes to pretend is a dangerous weapon banned in most countries around the world.

behold! it's massive log and small headed boy!

emma had a knob in her mouth.

amir tried to replicate the knob in his mouth, but failed miserably.

"faggot"

georgia came to whip us into studying. but we just took photos of her.

and photos of my eyeball.

amir and jon being retards.

psychadelic amir.

psychadelic phil with eric.

good vibrations

2006-06-17T13:39:00.000+10:00

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.

Evil Twin#1 Amy

Evil Twins

Evil Twin#2 Polly

i just had hardcore sex with eric bana

2006-06-14T14:17:00.000+10:00

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.

(my lunch today)

salona chithiray

2006-06-09T21:12:00.000+10:00

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a blog of observations

2006-06-09T15:39:00.000+10:00

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.

for what its worth

2006-06-07T21:21:00.000+10:00

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:

2006-06-07T17:40:00.000+10:00

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,,,,

2006-06-07T01:26:00.000+10:00

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