Tuesday, February 7, 2006
I have never been as drunk as I was last night in my life.
I remember Pat signing his name on my 'bosom' after Corey wouldn't because that would be classed as cheating on his girlfriend...
I remember that Tim Port was there...
I remember taking shots of butterscotch schnappes...
I remember puking my guts up and vaguely wishing to die...
And we rang McNaughty! And Pat and I were going to crash school and corrupt the children but then he wussed out!
Gem, did I by any chance start sending you rather random messages at some ungodly hour of the night? If so, I'm sorry.
And now, all the rum is gone. I think its fors the best.
Sunday, February 5, 2006
Everyone should write to Frank Sartor and tell him he is an idiot. Or Ian McDonald. Or Bob Debus. Or even Iemma. Or all of them if you like. I won't go away until you do.
I've found that threatening people like that actually works quite well in order to get them to do what you want. I dont think I'm going to be allowed within 100m of Kelly Hoare again anytime soon but oh well. Everything would have been so much more pleasent if she'd just listen. Honestly.
You see, I spent quite a few hours on Saturday at the Morriset Annual Showjumping Championships, or something to that effect, convincing people to grow a brain and make a bit of noise against the mine proposal. One girl in particular seemed very interested but that may have been less to do with my amazing environmental fervor and more to do with the fact that Kelly Hoare had just told her she wouldnt be a suitable Miss Show Girl. Banding together against a common enemy and all that.
In other news I worked in the bakery at work for the first time. Turns out the three second rule really does apply.
I dont know whether to laugh or never eat again.
In other, other news. Turns out I know an internationally famous country singer. Well sort of - I know her brother and was invited to her birthday party. Didn't know she was famous until yesterday though...Interesting.
Friday, February 3, 2006
it is never a good idea to go online when youre not thinking clearly (read drunk/incoherant).
Ignore everything I posted here earlier
Friday, January 27, 2006
I got a confermation email from UC today about defering...
I found it quite amusing that the entirety of the email was them saying "we will send you a confirmation of this confirmation in ten working days". I suppose they just want me to be very very sure.
Coffee with Gem was cool, despite the head waitress lady who appeared to hate us for not buying lunch and yet staying for ages. We sure showed her.
Also, I have a new number because it came with my phone - 0400448932. If you cant get me on my old number, try that instead.
Also also, if you're not busy this sunday at 3pm there's a rally on at cooronbong park to protest the new open cut Centennial Coal is trying to push through the gov't.
According to the Greenpeace rep "The proposed mine is within 800m of a primary school and 250m of residences. The proposal will also destroy critical habitat for a range of threatened species, not to mention the project's contribution to climate change. At least six state and federal listed threatened species are present in the proposal area: the site includes one of the last strongholds of Tetratheca juncea (Black-eyed Susan), there have been recent sightings of Tiger Quoll in the area, and there are several pairs of Masked Owls confirmed as breeding in the area. The diversion of several creeks has been proposed while the headwaters and key catchment of another creek has not received any mention at all so far. The project site represents one of the last tracts of relatively undisturbed bushland connecting the mountains to the lake in western Lake Macquarie. If this bushland is razed, a crucial native vegetation corridor will be lost forever in the interests of short term profits for coal companies."
All in all it's pretty shite so show up if you can.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
I emailed uni about defering today...
I thought it would worry me more but its turned out to be no big deal. I'm not sure if thats just because I know i didnt really have a choice or if I just dont really care all that much...
I havent told mum and dad yet...
Dad is convinced that by defering what I'm saying is that i have no ambition and truly want to work at woolies ofr the rest of my life. Mum, as usual, doesnt understand that just because she never worries about money doesnt mean other people have the same luxury. Unlike her, I dont have someone elses bank account to fall back on when everything goes to shit.
They're driving me crazy. I swear, the main reason I want to go to uni is to get out of here - I'd go study mechanical engineering if i thought it'd help. They appear to have decided that my refusal to be treated as an absolute doormat is actually just me being lazy. I work more hours a week than anyone else in my family and yet they all seem to think its reasonable to lay into me for doing nothing with myself. It's gotten to the stage where its just easier to let them think what they like.
Another year in this place is going to kill me.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
So i spent my day off rushing around to try and get stuff organised for uni.
I really should have known better than to think things could just work out. You know, work hard, get into uni, off you go. Nope, not for me.
My parents, who havent paid for anything for me for the past four years, are according to Centrelink capable of providing for me.
Though that is true, capable and willing are two different things.
I wouldn't mind so much (or at all really) if that didnt impact on my being able to get youth allowance - but it does.
So now, unless my parents decide to do a complete turnaround on their actions of the past four years I am basically screwed for uni this year. Even if they were willing I'd be in their debt by more than five grand by the end of the year and personally, i'd rather not have that hanging over me.
I dont want to defer, I hadnt planned for anything except uni this year, but by the looks of it you all might have to put up with me for a while longer yet.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
I apparently have three weeks in which to earn enough money to be able to afford to move, get work organised and move to another state that i have never been to and where I have no where to live.
And this is the good result.
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
so I was at the gay bar in islington (its a really long story - probly best not to get into it) and guess who was on stage singing kareoke with the drag queen...
that hospitality teacher from school who isnt mrs ramage or mccudden. You know the one.
I love it when shit like that happens.
Monday, January 9, 2006
I've been in Cronulla for two whole days now and have so far mangaged to escape both attacking and being attacked on the basis of race (and for all other reasons, when I think about it). So far so good but theres still time.
Going to the city tomorrow, which is cool. I love Sydney, though not as much as Melbourne and I love rum the best of all.
Sunday, January 1, 2006
I'm sick of defending myself to people. Especially the people who should just accept me without question.
I'm sick of sidelong glances and "lifestyle choices" and "phases".
And I'm sick of being such a morose drunk.
Happy New Years. I'll make resoultions but I cant think of any which sucks because theres so much stuff that is only explainable because you resolved not to.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Christmas Eve is probably my favourite day of the year.
It's soon enough after my birthday that the presents are all still new and exciting but Christmas is the next day so theres still stuff to look forward to.
I thought my birthday was going to suck but it ended up being awesome. Heaps of people that I never even hoped would come did and I got awesome pressies and then Jus and Jame took me into town and there were cute Irish boys and celebration kisses. Who knew that St Patricks Day was in March? Nothing exciting is in March, honestly. And the taxi driver was nice and we got kebabs off Jus' friend Ahmed and I got a new laptop and its shiny and blue and work was nice enough to pretend like I wasnt drunk when i showed up.
Happy holidays folks.
Friday, December 16, 2005
so I cant get my results because I dont have my BoS PIN.
Honestly I am vaguely dreading knowing what I got so it didnt really worry me except my parents are *angry* that I dont seem to care.
I am lazy and ungrateful and will never make anything of my life because I have no ambition.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
ok, has anyone else got the 'lets go kill people on the beach like some kind of weird and racist ANZAC-related recreation'? Because seriously, I never turn my phone on and when I do I would prefer it not be full of messages that make me appear to be some kind of blood thirsty thug.
Honestly, are these people morons or is racism with a side order of violence the next big thing? I wonder sometimes. I really do.
Tuesday, December 6, 2005
Remember Big Kev and that god awful shirt?
Yeah, well apparently he's dead. Of a massive heart attack.
According to his wife it was a "huge shock".
If you say so darling.
Don't worry though. There's going to be a "huge bash" and by the sounds of it we're all invited.
In other news. I am going to see Hilary Duff tomorrow with two of my sisters. I dont know if I should laugh or cry.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
my sister just got attacked by a psychotic woman demanding that she be friends with her daughter.
What ever happened to the good old days when two kids who didnt like each otherbelted the hell out of each other and parents left everything well enough alone. I remember Kylie Dally and I got into the hugest catfight you have ever seen in your life in year 5. It was awesome - i still have scars :)
Seriously though, how insane are some people. I almost drove up to pick Am up from school, wish i had now - I would have laid into her like you would not believe. Bloody nutter woman.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
people say trains at night are dangerous.
Personally, I think the stations pose more of a problem.
There's no one around to care when you scream.
Sunday, November 13, 2005
I have to go formal shopping.
I hate formal shopping.
Its expensive, it takes ages and generally you just end up looking like a complete ass anyway.
Today has been an awful day and its not even lunchtime yet.
I mean, bloody hell! Do people think i get up at 4:30 in the morning because I like to? Because that is obviously not the case. So now everyone at work is fully acquainted with my withering glare and I'm sure they'll be more careful with rosters in the future - otherwise, watch out.
Teal, I cant find my phone as usual so I'll se you tomorrow around 10ish i guess. Gotto work in the arvo though. Bloody imbiciles.
Friday, November 4, 2005
So yeah, fuck you HSC. I am now way too mature and grown up for the likes of you.
Note: Dont stay up until 4:30am if you're meant to start work at 5
Note (part 2): Ignore note 1 if you can get away with going to work late/not at all.
Note (part 3): Telling yourself 'Yes, I will buy a present for Teal' is not the same as actually buying a present.
Also, fuck you parents, grandparents and work.
Sunday, October 30, 2005
You know times are tough when ou're willing to pay to go out to dinner with someone you dont particularly like just to avoid staying home.
But my sister is hosting a surprise party for 13 year olds...
Hell. On. Earth.
But apparently the HSC is an appropriate excuse for being incredibly mean and also for answering the door in your underwear. Who'd have thought?
In other news - Elijah Wood is really creepy. Just in case you didnt know already.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
My sister, my mum and I went on a shopping expedition today.
Apparently I "just dont get it".
Considering the fact that my sister's biggest fear is "looking the same as someone else at the formal" I'm thinking that my uncoolness may be a good thing.
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