Wednesday 30 May 2007 | 4:45 pm
Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's
Fishman made me listen to this song in methods today. I really like it, it sounds pretty sad huh? Apparently this song was written about a real girl called Delilah even though she was never his girlfriend. Obviously he's singing about their long distance relationship.
Speaking of which, do LDR's really work? I mean, it has worked for Lina and Sha (who's in Brunei) who've been together for over a year since she's come to Australia. There are some (and I won't name names) who have girlfriends left behind in their home country, but come here and mentally cheat on them! By that I mean, making the moves on another girl, no necessarily going out with them. That's so wrong, so very wrong. You can't respect a guy who does that. Come on! If you don't like her anymore then break up with her. It's unfair on her because she probably thinks you will be coming back. I don't think any excuses can be made really, cheating is still cheating, whether or not your partner is in another country. Oh well, it's not my problem anymore is it Tara? *winkwink*
Anyway...sit back, enjoy the song and spare a thought for the poor people who are crazily working at their Biology SACS.
With love,
Mel
Speaking of which, do LDR's really work? I mean, it has worked for Lina and Sha (who's in Brunei) who've been together for over a year since she's come to Australia. There are some (and I won't name names) who have girlfriends left behind in their home country, but come here and mentally cheat on them! By that I mean, making the moves on another girl, no necessarily going out with them. That's so wrong, so very wrong. You can't respect a guy who does that. Come on! If you don't like her anymore then break up with her. It's unfair on her because she probably thinks you will be coming back. I don't think any excuses can be made really, cheating is still cheating, whether or not your partner is in another country. Oh well, it's not my problem anymore is it Tara? *winkwink*
Anyway...sit back, enjoy the song and spare a thought for the poor people who are crazily working at their Biology SACS.
With love,
Mel
Tuesday 29 May 2007 | 9:44 pm
Busy little bumblebee
Sorry! I haven't blogged as much as I've wanted to these past few days. Exams are really really soon so I'm working extremely hard. My cousins are over from Malaysia and it's great seeing them again! I promise I'll blog on the weekend...if I have time. The formal is coming up too, so I think I will be going to Bridge Rd with Rowena to go formal dress/regular shopping. Oh I can't wait for exams to be over.
With the whole job thing, I'm probably not going to manage to get a job where I wanted :(. Rejection! I'm still looking though, so if anything happens I'll let you all know.
Ok, back to the study grind with me! My chemistry exam is next Thursday and I haven't started revision yet! PANIC!
With 'lovery hearty' love,
Mel
With the whole job thing, I'm probably not going to manage to get a job where I wanted :(. Rejection! I'm still looking though, so if anything happens I'll let you all know.
Ok, back to the study grind with me! My chemistry exam is next Thursday and I haven't started revision yet! PANIC!
With 'lovery hearty' love,
Mel
Friday 25 May 2007 | 4:58 pm
Job hunting
Something happened today that made me determined to find a job. So when I got home early from school, I decided to see what I could do on the internet. You know, just look around to see if they'd put advertisements up. That was so I wouldn't look like a complete fool begging people to hire me even though they aren't currently hiring. It was hard work. There are hardly any sites that advertise part-time jobs for high school students. I did find one though, www.hippo.com.au, through that I found an ad for Hudson's Coffee which I am thinking about applying for. I'm not sure yet.
The reason I decided I needed a job was I WANT TO GO TO ENGLAND AND PARIS AT THE END OF THE YEAR!!! This is all thanks to Rowena. She put the idea in my head and now I'm really excited and I really want to go. I realize I have next to no chance of my parents ever letting me go, let alone fork out the cash for me to fly halfway around the world for fun. (I have butterflies in my stomach right now because I'm thinking about trying to write a resume) I think they'd be more inclined to let me go if I paid some of the expenses myself. Before I apply for anything though, I need to have a chat with my parents and work out how long I should work and whether I can fit it all in.
I don't know why anyone would hire me though! I have no experience, discounting that time when I worked in a market with my aunty selling jewellry (I stood up for like, 5 hours!). Awww I suck. I really want to go to England though! I need to start saving money too, I'm considering going interstate for uni so I'll need some intermediate cash while moving and looking for a job. Also, I can't stay with my parents forever! Even if I don't go interstate, I need to buy a house and support myself once I finish uni. Once I get a full time job I don't intend on staying with my parents. I love them very much, but mum wants me out of the house ASAP.
Wow, long term planning is very draining. I MUST FINISH MY HOMEWORK NOW. I've been procrastinating (what's new?) all day.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - Somebody help me! I'm so bad at this!
The reason I decided I needed a job was I WANT TO GO TO ENGLAND AND PARIS AT THE END OF THE YEAR!!! This is all thanks to Rowena. She put the idea in my head and now I'm really excited and I really want to go. I realize I have next to no chance of my parents ever letting me go, let alone fork out the cash for me to fly halfway around the world for fun. (I have butterflies in my stomach right now because I'm thinking about trying to write a resume) I think they'd be more inclined to let me go if I paid some of the expenses myself. Before I apply for anything though, I need to have a chat with my parents and work out how long I should work and whether I can fit it all in.
I don't know why anyone would hire me though! I have no experience, discounting that time when I worked in a market with my aunty selling jewellry (I stood up for like, 5 hours!). Awww I suck. I really want to go to England though! I need to start saving money too, I'm considering going interstate for uni so I'll need some intermediate cash while moving and looking for a job. Also, I can't stay with my parents forever! Even if I don't go interstate, I need to buy a house and support myself once I finish uni. Once I get a full time job I don't intend on staying with my parents. I love them very much, but mum wants me out of the house ASAP.
Wow, long term planning is very draining. I MUST FINISH MY HOMEWORK NOW. I've been procrastinating (what's new?) all day.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - Somebody help me! I'm so bad at this!
Thursday 24 May 2007 | 9:18 pm
Now where did I leave my head...
I had a short day (thankfully)! Mr. Yu was still going with the Chinese SACS. I was second for my oral presentation so I had to go on the first day (tues 22nd may). He worked his way through FOUR people in a double period. Our speeches are only supposed to go for three minutes but somehow Mr. Yu made it last for ONE AND HALF HOURS. That's an 87% increase! I thought he talked slowly, but not that slowly.
Anyway, I had Chinese first period so I sat in the library and read Mayfield by Joy Chambers (for about the 87th time). The book is HUGE. It is literally the size of a brick, perhaps slightly thicker. I still love it though. The first time I read Mayfield was in year 8 I think. It's (obviously) a romance novel but with a bit of Australian history thrown in.
Joy’s first novel is an epic tale resonant with the spirit of a frontier land. Set in the spacious country-side of New South Wales in the 1860s when the young colony was a haven for adventurers and ‘Wild Colonial Boys’ (robbers) roamed the roads.
MAYFIELD is the study of three extraordinary people who all search for their own truths.
Eve Herman, who along with her sister Clare, finds herself an orphan in the unfamiliar and intimidating surroundings of Sydney Town’s waterfront, 7,000 miles from the land of their birth. Clare, beautiful and impressionable, soon takes the easy way to earn a living and left alone, Eve must learn to survive.
When she meets John Stuart Wakeman, Australia’s richest land-owner, a man of uncompromising morality and the philosophical, well-bred owner of the hugh cattle property of MAYFIELD, he is captivated by the resilient and lovely Eve. His one desire is to make her the mistress of MAYFIELD.
It is on their wedding day that their coach is held up by Alan Fletcher, the most wanted outlaw in New South Wales; an ex Naval Sea Captain who was tricked out of his inheritance and charged with a murder he did not commit. A man who should be bitter and indignant but who instead is generous and compassionate. Sent as ‘a lifer’ on a prison ship to Australia, he escapes from a convict chain gang with his small band of loyal followers and they become ‘bushrangers’ - Australian outlaws.
This meeting in the bush reveals to Eve a secret that she must hide from her husband and it kindles the amazing course of events that forever alters the lives of Eve, Alan and John Stuart and all those around them.
Taken from Joy Chambers website, http://www.joychambers.com
In period two, we had assembly. Boring...need I say more? Mr. Charls has 20 tickets for King Lear and 20 tickets for The Seagull. Ian McKellen is acting as King Lear! Tickets are $20 each and there's a waiting list for tickets. King Lear is popular and everyone wants to see it. I want to see! I want to see! In lit, Tara was sitting on my right and Ying on my left. I tried to convince to come with me but Tara didn't want to and Ying didn't want to pay for it. Haha, can you tell which one is Chinese? Audrey put her name down with me so I will have a friend. I think Ruth will want to go as well.
After recess I had double chem. We were making ester using an acid and an alcohol. Ying and Ruth left me to go make nylon so I sat there holding the bunsen burner trying to keep the steam at a stable level. I don't know WHAT I was doing, but I burnt most of the product so it smelled absolutely DISGUSTING. The whole room stank with all the people making ester. I distinctly smelled bubblegum and nail-polish remover. It was so bad. After that I just went home and tried to do work but ended up doing nothing. I'm tired from tuition now.
I need a job! I really really really really really really REALLY want to work in a bookshop. I'm not kidding. I wouldn't READ the books, just being around them would be enough for me. Besides, I'm broke and I'm sick of asking my parents for money. There's just so much stuff I need to pay for right now!
- tickets for the Formal, $57
- DRESS for the formal (plus shoes, bag and makeup), upwards of $150
- limo for formal (if i go, haven't asked yet), $40
- dance lessons and all that stuff for the Deb, paying my 2nd (of 3) $85 installment
- DRESS for the Deb (plus shoes, bag and makeup) upwards of $200
- tickets to see the school production 'The Crucible', $9
- tickets to see King Lear, $20
- tickets to see The Seagull, $20
- Chinese tuition tonight, I forgot to pay last week so this week it was $120
- Piano lesson, $50 (I pay per week for Chinese and Piano because the tutors might be busy)
- The look on my mum's face when I tell her the running total, absolutely bloody priceless (and possibly still and white because she died of shock)
I'm making my parents broke! Man, if anybody knows anybody who can get me a job (preferably at a bookshop) please let me know! I'm too scared to go looking myself because I have a pathological fear of rejection yada yada.
On a completely different topic, I want to turn my bedroom into a library. I want all four walls filled with shelves upon shelves of books. The bookcases will all be warm browns and woody colours. When I get old and get a house, I want a library! I also want dogs, and a huge-ass fireplace. I need a giant grandfather clock like the one at my piano teacher's house that he got from Venice. It's so beautiful! There has to be a grand piano in a shiny black colour (but I'll settle for a baby grand) with a matching black piano chair with white cushion. I think I'd be more inclined to practise if I had a grand :). I don't think I'll ever get any of those, but it's nice to dream. Ahhh...hot chocolate with marshmallows, toasting my toes in front of my big-ass fireplace, curled up with a book and a nice big warm fluffy dog by my side. I'm suffering from some serious winter withdrawal symptoms. Where's that darn fireplace? Man, I'm not going to be able to afford this, I don't even have a job!
Hey, does anybody have any hot, rich [MALE!] cousins/friends? Care to hook us up? I promise I will try not to abuse their credit card too much. *looks around hideously messy room* Do you think you could introduce us like...now?
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - Sorry for the long-winded entry. I didn't intend to write this much but my thought processes were skipping a bit and before I knew it, I'd written an essay. Sorry again guys...
Anyway, I had Chinese first period so I sat in the library and read Mayfield by Joy Chambers (for about the 87th time). The book is HUGE. It is literally the size of a brick, perhaps slightly thicker. I still love it though. The first time I read Mayfield was in year 8 I think. It's (obviously) a romance novel but with a bit of Australian history thrown in.
Joy’s first novel is an epic tale resonant with the spirit of a frontier land. Set in the spacious country-side of New South Wales in the 1860s when the young colony was a haven for adventurers and ‘Wild Colonial Boys’ (robbers) roamed the roads.
MAYFIELD is the study of three extraordinary people who all search for their own truths.
Eve Herman, who along with her sister Clare, finds herself an orphan in the unfamiliar and intimidating surroundings of Sydney Town’s waterfront, 7,000 miles from the land of their birth. Clare, beautiful and impressionable, soon takes the easy way to earn a living and left alone, Eve must learn to survive.
When she meets John Stuart Wakeman, Australia’s richest land-owner, a man of uncompromising morality and the philosophical, well-bred owner of the hugh cattle property of MAYFIELD, he is captivated by the resilient and lovely Eve. His one desire is to make her the mistress of MAYFIELD.
It is on their wedding day that their coach is held up by Alan Fletcher, the most wanted outlaw in New South Wales; an ex Naval Sea Captain who was tricked out of his inheritance and charged with a murder he did not commit. A man who should be bitter and indignant but who instead is generous and compassionate. Sent as ‘a lifer’ on a prison ship to Australia, he escapes from a convict chain gang with his small band of loyal followers and they become ‘bushrangers’ - Australian outlaws.
This meeting in the bush reveals to Eve a secret that she must hide from her husband and it kindles the amazing course of events that forever alters the lives of Eve, Alan and John Stuart and all those around them.
Taken from Joy Chambers website, http://www.joychambers.com
In period two, we had assembly. Boring...need I say more? Mr. Charls has 20 tickets for King Lear and 20 tickets for The Seagull. Ian McKellen is acting as King Lear! Tickets are $20 each and there's a waiting list for tickets. King Lear is popular and everyone wants to see it. I want to see! I want to see! In lit, Tara was sitting on my right and Ying on my left. I tried to convince to come with me but Tara didn't want to and Ying didn't want to pay for it. Haha, can you tell which one is Chinese? Audrey put her name down with me so I will have a friend. I think Ruth will want to go as well.
I need a job! I really really really really really really REALLY want to work in a bookshop. I'm not kidding. I wouldn't READ the books, just being around them would be enough for me. Besides, I'm broke and I'm sick of asking my parents for money. There's just so much stuff I need to pay for right now!
- tickets for the Formal, $57
- DRESS for the formal (plus shoes, bag and makeup), upwards of $150
- limo for formal (if i go, haven't asked yet), $40
- dance lessons and all that stuff for the Deb, paying my 2nd (of 3) $85 installment
- DRESS for the Deb (plus shoes, bag and makeup) upwards of $200
- tickets to see the school production 'The Crucible', $9
- tickets to see King Lear, $20
- tickets to see The Seagull, $20
- Chinese tuition tonight, I forgot to pay last week so this week it was $120
- Piano lesson, $50 (I pay per week for Chinese and Piano because the tutors might be busy)
- The look on my mum's face when I tell her the running total, absolutely bloody priceless (and possibly still and white because she died of shock)
- DRESS for the formal (plus shoes, bag and makeup), upwards of $150
- limo for formal (if i go, haven't asked yet), $40
- dance lessons and all that stuff for the Deb, paying my 2nd (of 3) $85 installment
- DRESS for the Deb (plus shoes, bag and makeup) upwards of $200
- tickets to see the school production 'The Crucible', $9
- tickets to see King Lear, $20
- tickets to see The Seagull, $20
- Chinese tuition tonight, I forgot to pay last week so this week it was $120
- Piano lesson, $50 (I pay per week for Chinese and Piano because the tutors might be busy)
- The look on my mum's face when I tell her the running total, absolutely bloody priceless (and possibly still and white because she died of shock)
On a completely different topic, I want to turn my bedroom into a library. I want all four walls filled with shelves upon shelves of books. The bookcases will all be warm browns and woody colours. When I get old and get a house, I want a library! I also want dogs, and a huge-ass fireplace. I need a giant grandfather clock like the one at my piano teacher's house that he got from Venice. It's so beautiful! There has to be a grand piano in a shiny black colour (but I'll settle for a baby grand) with a matching black piano chair with white cushion. I think I'd be more inclined to practise if I had a grand :). I don't think I'll ever get any of those, but it's nice to dream. Ahhh...hot chocolate with marshmallows, toasting my toes in front of my big-ass fireplace, curled up with a book and a nice big warm fluffy dog by my side. I'm suffering from some serious winter withdrawal symptoms. Where's that darn fireplace? Man, I'm not going to be able to afford this, I don't even have a job!
Hey, does anybody have any hot, rich [MALE!] cousins/friends? Care to hook us up? I promise I will try not to abuse their credit card too much. *looks around hideously messy room* Do you think you could introduce us like...now?
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - Sorry for the long-winded entry. I didn't intend to write this much but my thought processes were skipping a bit and before I knew it, I'd written an essay. Sorry again guys...
Wednesday 23 May 2007 | 8:22 pm
Call me irresponsible...
but I have a major crush on Michael Bublé.
Everything - Michael BubléHe has such a beautiful voice. If he didn't already have a girlfriend I would probably fly to America to hunt him down. Do you think he'd want to marry royalty? I know some guys would have a problem with that, but he sounds so laid back and...cool.
Anyway, enough with the weirdo fan-girl stalker-ness. In literature, we finished watching the 1996 Kenneth Branagh version of Hamlet. I cried at Ophelia's burial because Hamlet didn't know she was dead. The look on Hamlet's (Kenneth Brannagh's) face when he found out was just so grief-stricken that I started to cry for him. I cried for Ophelia (Kate Winslet) because she was so misunderstood and after Hamlet confronted her, everything spiraled out of control, culminating in her suicide.
Tara didn't even cry, so either I'm getting emotional or Tara has toughened up :P. I actually quite liked it. It was an unabridged version of Shakespeare's Hamlet so it was quite long. Very rarely do you find a film so faithful to the original text. It was a very strange feeling to have the play in my hands and know what each actor was going to say next. There were cameos from Billy Crystal (Gravedigger) and Robin Williams (Osric). Their American accents stood out amongst all the English accents though.
I had an unexpected 6th period free so Ying, Tara, Ashwyn and I went to Box Hill. Tara and Ashwyn ditched us so Ying and I did our own thing. I went book hunting, there's only TWO bookshops in Box Hill! You think what? Chinese people aren't educated enough to read? Just kidding. I was looking for Twilight and New Moon by Stephanie Meyer. Ying helped me ask the man at Books r us if he had any of those in stock. He was very nice and gave us a bit of background detail and told us when they would be coming in (June 1st). I know, I know, Twilight is almost a children's book, that doesn't render it any less intelligent! I still love Edward and Bella :)
I bought a new beanie and scarf today! I'm rugging up and preparing for a long, bitter, cold and rainy winter. Obviously, you probably won't get to see me wear the beanie in public but I'll put it to good use in my house. I dragged Ying to Target to look at this uber-cute (and warm looking) bed socks I found when I was doing Mother's day shopping. Yeah, I fall in love with weird things. I want a pair of those uber cute bed socks now.
I was sent the photo I wanted from Saturday night. I had already washed off all my makeup though (except for the bits I missed). Tara's wig is lovely, what do YOU think?
You think I'm sexy don't you? HAHAHA
Oh well, there's no accounting for taste :P
With love,
Mel
Everything - Michael Bublé
Anyway, enough with the weirdo fan-girl stalker-ness. In literature, we finished watching the 1996 Kenneth Branagh version of Hamlet. I cried at Ophelia's burial because Hamlet didn't know she was dead. The look on Hamlet's (Kenneth Brannagh's) face when he found out was just so grief-stricken that I started to cry for him. I cried for Ophelia (Kate Winslet) because she was so misunderstood and after Hamlet confronted her, everything spiraled out of control, culminating in her suicide.
Tara didn't even cry, so either I'm getting emotional or Tara has toughened up :P. I actually quite liked it. It was an unabridged version of Shakespeare's Hamlet so it was quite long. Very rarely do you find a film so faithful to the original text. It was a very strange feeling to have the play in my hands and know what each actor was going to say next. There were cameos from Billy Crystal (Gravedigger) and Robin Williams (Osric). Their American accents stood out amongst all the English accents though.
I had an unexpected 6th period free so Ying, Tara, Ashwyn and I went to Box Hill. Tara and Ashwyn ditched us so Ying and I did our own thing. I went book hunting, there's only TWO bookshops in Box Hill! You think what? Chinese people aren't educated enough to read? Just kidding. I was looking for Twilight and New Moon by Stephanie Meyer. Ying helped me ask the man at Books r us if he had any of those in stock. He was very nice and gave us a bit of background detail and told us when they would be coming in (June 1st). I know, I know, Twilight is almost a children's book, that doesn't render it any less intelligent! I still love Edward and Bella :)
I bought a new beanie and scarf today! I'm rugging up and preparing for a long, bitter, cold and rainy winter. Obviously, you probably won't get to see me wear the beanie in public but I'll put it to good use in my house. I dragged Ying to Target to look at this uber-cute (and warm looking) bed socks I found when I was doing Mother's day shopping. Yeah, I fall in love with weird things. I want a pair of those uber cute bed socks now.
I was sent the photo I wanted from Saturday night. I had already washed off all my makeup though (except for the bits I missed). Tara's wig is lovely, what do YOU think?
You think I'm sexy don't you? HAHAHA
Oh well, there's no accounting for taste :P
With love,
Mel
Tuesday 22 May 2007 | 9:14 pm
I'm so pretty (This.Is.A.Bimbo.Blog)
I don't actually have anything of value to say right now, but I feel like telling everyone how special I am so that's what I'm going to do right now. I am a princess. I have proof. I own a crown. Now why on Earth would I own a crown if I wasn't a princess? My logic is undeniable.
See, I'm just so princess-like. Partying hard and not even a drop of sweat!
I won't get mad if you don't call me Princess Mel and kiss my feet because I'm just not that kind of monarch. Actually...I want to be the queen of hearts from Alice in Wonderland and go around yelling "OOOORRRRF WITH HER HEAAAD!" and play croquet with upside-down dodos. That would be pretty cool I think. Or be Jadis the White Witch from Narnia and wear plastic fruit in the huge collar around my dress.
Jadis the White Witch
Ok, I know, I know, she's not actually wearing plastic fruit in her collar, more like dead animal, but I like the fruits better. I think fruits would soften her image a bit, I mean, it's a tough job being the super-bitch of Narnia but that's hardly her fault is it? Her stylist was going for a certain 'bitch' image and Jadis felt she had to have a personality that matched her clothing. Blatant brainwashing I say. She should sack her stylist and hire ME instead. I'd do a MUCH better job.
I'm not really a princess, just in case you hadn't already realized. I promised I'd post some party photos up from Saturday night, but someone who had photos [where I look good] that I wanted hasn't sent them yet so I will have to post the ones where I look hideous. Maybe I'll put up a picture where I look good first so you all know I'm not really ugly.
I'm so pretty right?
Still un-made up, but I like my coat :)
Me (Ghosts have every right to be anti-greenhouse gas emissions. I'm obviously a strong advocate of pro-save-energy. If the ozone layer disappears, nothing will stop us floating right on up to heaven and away from our only available source of fun after death. What? Scaring the shit out of people IS fun). Ninja Nhu is also trying to kill me, but geez, I'm ALREADY DEAD.
I'm. Too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my [eyepatch], too sexy for my...[wig]?
Haha, so worth looking like an idiot to post Tara's picture with a wig. Loving the short hair *wink wink*. Speaking of Tara, I hung out with her and Ashwyn today after school to make sure they didn't get up to any hanky-panky. There's a lot of dark (albeit dirty and cobwebby) corners in Box Hill, you can't be too careful. Julian stayed for about 10 minutes so after, I felt like the third wheel on a tricycle. I tried singing "the wheels on the tricycle go round and round, round and round, round and round" but I had a hard time fitting a three-syllabled word into the space of a single syllable. Needless to say, I gave up after awhile. They tried to lose me a few times (admittance of guilt anyone?) but I was expecting it. Ashwyn didn't end up finding what he wanted to buy so we just went home. Poor Ashwyn and Tara. I'm such an annoying person, but one day they'll thank me. I told Tara she'd better be paying me overtime for hanging around with her after school because nobody in their right minds would play chaperone if they weren't getting paid, ESPECIALLY after-hours. Hmmm, she obviously said no. I don't even think I'm going to get a Christmas bonus. I feel so under-appreciated *sigh*.
I also thought I'd lost my keys today. I freaked out and called Tara to check if I'd left them on the bus. During the call I found them. Guess where? In. My. Bag. Wasted a phone call!
I'd better go condense my Biology textbook exam study notes. I've been procrastinating all evening. THREE WEEKS TILL EXAMS! AH! I think I will do that now.
With love to all, and a relaxed stance on drug-taking and procreation,
Mel
Pee.ess - I am a hippy born fifty years late, and don't you love it. Peace out.
See, I'm just so princess-like. Partying hard and not even a drop of sweat!
Jadis the White Witch
Ok, I know, I know, she's not actually wearing plastic fruit in her collar, more like dead animal, but I like the fruits better. I think fruits would soften her image a bit, I mean, it's a tough job being the super-bitch of Narnia but that's hardly her fault is it? Her stylist was going for a certain 'bitch' image and Jadis felt she had to have a personality that matched her clothing. Blatant brainwashing I say. She should sack her stylist and hire ME instead. I'd do a MUCH better job.
I'm not really a princess, just in case you hadn't already realized. I promised I'd post some party photos up from Saturday night, but someone who had photos [where I look good] that I wanted hasn't sent them yet so I will have to post the ones where I look hideous. Maybe I'll put up a picture where I look good first so you all know I'm not really ugly.
I'm so pretty right?
Still un-made up, but I like my coat :)
Me (Ghosts have every right to be anti-greenhouse gas emissions. I'm obviously a strong advocate of pro-save-energy. If the ozone layer disappears, nothing will stop us floating right on up to heaven and away from our only available source of fun after death. What? Scaring the shit out of people IS fun). Ninja Nhu is also trying to kill me, but geez, I'm ALREADY DEAD.
I'm. Too sexy for my shirt, too sexy for my [eyepatch], too sexy for my...[wig]?
Haha, so worth looking like an idiot to post Tara's picture with a wig. Loving the short hair *wink wink*. Speaking of Tara, I hung out with her and Ashwyn today after school to make sure they didn't get up to any hanky-panky. There's a lot of dark (albeit dirty and cobwebby) corners in Box Hill, you can't be too careful. Julian stayed for about 10 minutes so after, I felt like the third wheel on a tricycle. I tried singing "the wheels on the tricycle go round and round, round and round, round and round" but I had a hard time fitting a three-syllabled word into the space of a single syllable. Needless to say, I gave up after awhile. They tried to lose me a few times (admittance of guilt anyone?) but I was expecting it. Ashwyn didn't end up finding what he wanted to buy so we just went home. Poor Ashwyn and Tara. I'm such an annoying person, but one day they'll thank me. I told Tara she'd better be paying me overtime for hanging around with her after school because nobody in their right minds would play chaperone if they weren't getting paid, ESPECIALLY after-hours. Hmmm, she obviously said no. I don't even think I'm going to get a Christmas bonus. I feel so under-appreciated *sigh*.I also thought I'd lost my keys today. I freaked out and called Tara to check if I'd left them on the bus. During the call I found them. Guess where? In. My. Bag. Wasted a phone call!
I'd better go condense my Biology textbook exam study notes. I've been procrastinating all evening. THREE WEEKS TILL EXAMS! AH! I think I will do that now.
With love to all, and a relaxed stance on drug-taking and procreation,
Mel
Pee.ess - I am a hippy born fifty years late, and don't you love it. Peace out.
Sunday 20 May 2007 | 11:10 pm
Uninhibited...exhibitionist?
No I don't mean the psychosexual disorder 'exhibitionist', I mean someone who does something to attract all the attention. Which is what Vanessa would probably describe me as...but it's NOT TRUE!
Anyway, sorry I haven't posted. I've been busy working on my Methods SAC. It wasn't last minute work! We got it on Friday and it's due...tomorrow! Anyway, I've been working super hard for sixteen pages of work that's probably going to earn me a measly B+. Sorry to those who sat there repeatedly pressing F5 hoping for an update by yours truly.
Last night I took a study breather and went to Rowena's place for her fancy dress party. I was a bit half-hearted, I have the amazing ability to be excited about something until about three hours before, then lose all interest. I SAC-ced till about 1 hour before I had to leave, took a quick shower and literally slapped on my face paint. I was going as a ghost you see. I knew you could get streaks from self tanning...but...streaks in white face paint?? I looked terrible but hey...what's new? I went there and scared the shit out of people because it looked like my face was falling off. Yeah, I dressed as a schoolgirl ghost (not a prostitute ghost).
I'm glad to say I had an awesome time. It was so worth having to stay up till 11pm finishing the SAC because I totally needed to RELAX! At the start, we stood around waiting for people to arrive. Half of us were Box Hill-ers and the other half were random Balwyn people. I knew most of the girls but I had no idea who the boys were. Eventually we were all dancing and singing along to weird songs that I knew the words to. I don't actually LIKE dance music, because well...I can't dance so what's the point? I didn't mind it last night. Partly because Rowena had a cool speaker system set up around the room so when you sat on the couch you could feel the whole room bouncing. I was all hyped up on nothing but water and dancing in my own crazy corner. All the lights were off and you could only see silhouettes and glow sticks.
You know, before this, the only dancing I ever did was in my room with the shades pulled down and the doors shut. All the poor people at Rowena's birthday party copped an eyeful of my atrocious dancing (if that's what they're calling it these days). At least I didn't look as funny as Chris. He was full on bouncing up and down doing the London Bridge to Fergie's song and weird Michael Jackson poses to Billie Jean. I didn't stop laughing [at Chris] all night. The sad thing is that I know I looked just as goofy, if not worse. We all danced for the whole evening, it was SO much fun. All the Box Hill people were obviously high on SOMETHING. Everyone had too much soft drink (except me, I drank water). We occupied the area with couches and a coffee table, the Balwyn-ers were closer to the veranda. There was an obvious difference because the Box Hill-ers were going absolutely nuts, dancing, jumping, waving our arms around, screaming and laughing. The Balwyn people were much more orderly [and mature].
After Tara took off her Oprah Winfrey wig, I wore it and Ying (who never seems to be scared) ran away from me :( so I took it off.
After Ashwyn said some disgusting things about my white makeup, Vanessa and I washed our makeup off. I was getting the stuff off my legs, thinking nobody else was watching (except Vanessa and Rowena but they're girls so thats ok) when I noticed MARTIN standing right outside the door. Haha, pervert.
Wow, I spent six hours of my life there and that's all I have to say? Man, I can't even remember most of what happened. It's all a blur in my sleepy little mind. I had to wake up early for Chinese school and I was still on a high and in party mode. Santy got pissed at me. I'm not going to Chinese school next week so I can miss the practice SAC :) I can't wait. Hopefully I can also find a formal dress. I CAN'T WAIT TILL THE FORMAL! Before I was secretly dreading it, but after last night I CAN'T WAIT. I had so much fun dancing, I think I'll enjoy the formal now. Let's just hope the lights are turned down low so nobody can see me doing the chicken dance barefoot! hehe. I won't be going to the afterparty though. Not interested in getting stoned...just want to DANCE. Before last night, I couldn't understand the attraction of nightclubbing, but now I get it. I wanna turn 18 so I can go nightclubbing with all my crazy friends. I LOVE YOU.
You can probably tell from my erratic jabbering that I'm really tired. I should get myself off to bed now. I'm completely exhausted!
With lots of hippy love [without the drugs],
Mel
Pee.ess - There weren't many photos taken because we were in a dark room and everyone was too busy dancing, but what little there were I will try and collect to save you the trouble. Photos up soon (I hope)!
Anyway, sorry I haven't posted. I've been busy working on my Methods SAC. It wasn't last minute work! We got it on Friday and it's due...tomorrow! Anyway, I've been working super hard for sixteen pages of work that's probably going to earn me a measly B+. Sorry to those who sat there repeatedly pressing F5 hoping for an update by yours truly.
Last night I took a study breather and went to Rowena's place for her fancy dress party. I was a bit half-hearted, I have the amazing ability to be excited about something until about three hours before, then lose all interest. I SAC-ced till about 1 hour before I had to leave, took a quick shower and literally slapped on my face paint. I was going as a ghost you see. I knew you could get streaks from self tanning...but...streaks in white face paint?? I looked terrible but hey...what's new? I went there and scared the shit out of people because it looked like my face was falling off. Yeah, I dressed as a schoolgirl ghost (not a prostitute ghost).
I'm glad to say I had an awesome time. It was so worth having to stay up till 11pm finishing the SAC because I totally needed to RELAX! At the start, we stood around waiting for people to arrive. Half of us were Box Hill-ers and the other half were random Balwyn people. I knew most of the girls but I had no idea who the boys were. Eventually we were all dancing and singing along to weird songs that I knew the words to. I don't actually LIKE dance music, because well...I can't dance so what's the point? I didn't mind it last night. Partly because Rowena had a cool speaker system set up around the room so when you sat on the couch you could feel the whole room bouncing. I was all hyped up on nothing but water and dancing in my own crazy corner. All the lights were off and you could only see silhouettes and glow sticks.
You know, before this, the only dancing I ever did was in my room with the shades pulled down and the doors shut. All the poor people at Rowena's birthday party copped an eyeful of my atrocious dancing (if that's what they're calling it these days). At least I didn't look as funny as Chris. He was full on bouncing up and down doing the London Bridge to Fergie's song and weird Michael Jackson poses to Billie Jean. I didn't stop laughing [at Chris] all night. The sad thing is that I know I looked just as goofy, if not worse. We all danced for the whole evening, it was SO much fun. All the Box Hill people were obviously high on SOMETHING. Everyone had too much soft drink (except me, I drank water). We occupied the area with couches and a coffee table, the Balwyn-ers were closer to the veranda. There was an obvious difference because the Box Hill-ers were going absolutely nuts, dancing, jumping, waving our arms around, screaming and laughing. The Balwyn people were much more orderly [and mature].
After Tara took off her Oprah Winfrey wig, I wore it and Ying (who never seems to be scared) ran away from me :( so I took it off.
After Ashwyn said some disgusting things about my white makeup, Vanessa and I washed our makeup off. I was getting the stuff off my legs, thinking nobody else was watching (except Vanessa and Rowena but they're girls so thats ok) when I noticed MARTIN standing right outside the door. Haha, pervert.
Wow, I spent six hours of my life there and that's all I have to say? Man, I can't even remember most of what happened. It's all a blur in my sleepy little mind. I had to wake up early for Chinese school and I was still on a high and in party mode. Santy got pissed at me. I'm not going to Chinese school next week so I can miss the practice SAC :) I can't wait. Hopefully I can also find a formal dress. I CAN'T WAIT TILL THE FORMAL! Before I was secretly dreading it, but after last night I CAN'T WAIT. I had so much fun dancing, I think I'll enjoy the formal now. Let's just hope the lights are turned down low so nobody can see me doing the chicken dance barefoot! hehe. I won't be going to the afterparty though. Not interested in getting stoned...just want to DANCE. Before last night, I couldn't understand the attraction of nightclubbing, but now I get it. I wanna turn 18 so I can go nightclubbing with all my crazy friends. I LOVE YOU.
You can probably tell from my erratic jabbering that I'm really tired. I should get myself off to bed now. I'm completely exhausted!
With lots of hippy love [without the drugs],
Mel
Pee.ess - There weren't many photos taken because we were in a dark room and everyone was too busy dancing, but what little there were I will try and collect to save you the trouble. Photos up soon (I hope)!
Thursday 17 May 2007 | 9:30 pm
后悔...
We all make mistakes. We all do things that make us cringe. We all regret. I should know all about mistakes, I make too many to count. Luckily for me, I live by the rule "what's done is done" and try not to worry about things that have been. Live in the moment! What do I regret the most? Letting someone I really cared about go. This was quite a long time ago, but I still regret what I did. But we shouldn't dwell on things like that, because they'll always come back to bite you on the bum. All you can do is hope that in the future, you can make things right again :)
I got immuniminimized today *pouts*. Being the brave young-'uns that we were, we ran to get there during first period so we wouldn't have to think about it for the rest of the day. Some of us, were slightly TOO enthusiastic if you ask me *cofcofKYMBATcofcof*. I heard horror stories about the HPV immunization from people at Chinese school, like how they had a huge bruise and lots of bleeding afterwards. I got in line after Chan and before Ying. Kymbat was crying afterwards! She said it hurted alot. Chan had this weird contorted face when the nurse was injecting her. It was actually quite disturbing and I was super worried, but I told myself it was worth it because I was missing out on an entire period of Chinese and getting a jelly bean to boot. It didn't really hurt when they put the needle in my arm, but when the nurse depressed the plunger, there was this really strange feeling of pressure. It was quite painful and very uncomfortable. I concentrated on wondering how far she put the needle in and got through it fine.
I know we were supposed to sit down for 15 minutes just in case we had an allergic reaction and collapsed frothing at the mouth onto the floor (or some such). I had work due in! So I ran off to hand it in and forgot to come back. I'm still alive and I haven't noticed anything wrong so it looks like I'm fine. Of course, you never know with these things. There could be a blood clot forming in my brain right at this very minute. Or I could develop cancer in later life (not cervical cancer you dumbo) due to some unforeseen, late developing side-effect. Morbidity is a state of mind I like to exercise often.
After recess I had double chem. The rain was pouring down so hard. All the gutters were overflowing (our school is so damn rundown) and lakes were forming on the uneven concrete. I was standing under the shade looking at the grey sky wishing for a little bit of sunlight and Jeremy told me Victor's books were sitting there in the rain. So I contemplated bringing them in. I did, then realized I couldn't check to see if they were really his because my arms were full. Luckily Victor came back and rescued his poor sodden books.
I brought an orange to school today in honour of your 'extracting limonene from oranges by steam distillation' prac. Julian worked with Ruth and I, Mayo worked with Nhu and Ying. I'm so glad we got Julian, Mayo can be unbearable at times. He keeps saying "OMG! We're using bunsen burners today! Make sure it doesn't fall in the sink!". It happened like...AGES ago man, GET OVER IT!
See, it's like this. I'm a naturally clumsy person, it can't be helped, my clumsiness is innate! I accidentally knocked a blue-flaming Bunsen burner into the sink (and knocked over our experiment, letting all the gas we were measuring escape - two separate accidents in one prac, but that's a different story) Obviously I was worried the fire would catch because people throw all kinds of strange things into the sink. I reached into the sink, turned the burner to yellow flame and pulled it out. SOMEHOW...Mayo's version is slightly different. Apparently, I put my hand down there and let blue flames lick up my arm as I fumbled around for the Bunsen burner. YOU IDIOT! You think I would know if my ARM was BURNING. He finds his account hilarious and won't leave me alone. Well at least I fixed it didn't I?!? I didn't stand there screaming "help me! help me! I'm a girl! I can't do anything without breaking my nails!"
Anyway, Julian was very helpful. He did all the work while I just stood there watching water and limonene condense and fall into our measuring cylinder. We did the prac without stuffing up, so proud. That's probably only happened ONCE this year.
After that, I had double free so Chan and I went to Westfield for some shopping. It was still raining cats and dogs, AND I didn't have an umbrella, so we took the long way to Westfield so we could stand at the bus stop with a shelter. I only needed to buy part of my outfit for Rowena's party. The things we do for fashion. Poor Chan, I dragged her everywhere and she didn't even get to buy anything. I got what I wanted and went home, to do....nothing. No homework, just nothing. Well I had Chinese tuition? Does that count as homework?
I should get going now. I'm really tired and my eyes are drooping. Goodnight!
With love,
Mel
I got immuniminimized today *pouts*. Being the brave young-'uns that we were, we ran to get there during first period so we wouldn't have to think about it for the rest of the day. Some of us, were slightly TOO enthusiastic if you ask me *cofcofKYMBATcofcof*. I heard horror stories about the HPV immunization from people at Chinese school, like how they had a huge bruise and lots of bleeding afterwards. I got in line after Chan and before Ying. Kymbat was crying afterwards! She said it hurted alot. Chan had this weird contorted face when the nurse was injecting her. It was actually quite disturbing and I was super worried, but I told myself it was worth it because I was missing out on an entire period of Chinese and getting a jelly bean to boot. It didn't really hurt when they put the needle in my arm, but when the nurse depressed the plunger, there was this really strange feeling of pressure. It was quite painful and very uncomfortable. I concentrated on wondering how far she put the needle in and got through it fine.
I know we were supposed to sit down for 15 minutes just in case we had an allergic reaction and collapsed frothing at the mouth onto the floor (or some such). I had work due in! So I ran off to hand it in and forgot to come back. I'm still alive and I haven't noticed anything wrong so it looks like I'm fine. Of course, you never know with these things. There could be a blood clot forming in my brain right at this very minute. Or I could develop cancer in later life (not cervical cancer you dumbo) due to some unforeseen, late developing side-effect. Morbidity is a state of mind I like to exercise often.
After recess I had double chem. The rain was pouring down so hard. All the gutters were overflowing (our school is so damn rundown) and lakes were forming on the uneven concrete. I was standing under the shade looking at the grey sky wishing for a little bit of sunlight and Jeremy told me Victor's books were sitting there in the rain. So I contemplated bringing them in. I did, then realized I couldn't check to see if they were really his because my arms were full. Luckily Victor came back and rescued his poor sodden books.
I brought an orange to school today in honour of your 'extracting limonene from oranges by steam distillation' prac. Julian worked with Ruth and I, Mayo worked with Nhu and Ying. I'm so glad we got Julian, Mayo can be unbearable at times. He keeps saying "OMG! We're using bunsen burners today! Make sure it doesn't fall in the sink!". It happened like...AGES ago man, GET OVER IT!
See, it's like this. I'm a naturally clumsy person, it can't be helped, my clumsiness is innate! I accidentally knocked a blue-flaming Bunsen burner into the sink (and knocked over our experiment, letting all the gas we were measuring escape - two separate accidents in one prac, but that's a different story) Obviously I was worried the fire would catch because people throw all kinds of strange things into the sink. I reached into the sink, turned the burner to yellow flame and pulled it out. SOMEHOW...Mayo's version is slightly different. Apparently, I put my hand down there and let blue flames lick up my arm as I fumbled around for the Bunsen burner. YOU IDIOT! You think I would know if my ARM was BURNING. He finds his account hilarious and won't leave me alone. Well at least I fixed it didn't I?!? I didn't stand there screaming "help me! help me! I'm a girl! I can't do anything without breaking my nails!"
Anyway, Julian was very helpful. He did all the work while I just stood there watching water and limonene condense and fall into our measuring cylinder. We did the prac without stuffing up, so proud. That's probably only happened ONCE this year.
After that, I had double free so Chan and I went to Westfield for some shopping. It was still raining cats and dogs, AND I didn't have an umbrella, so we took the long way to Westfield so we could stand at the bus stop with a shelter. I only needed to buy part of my outfit for Rowena's party. The things we do for fashion. Poor Chan, I dragged her everywhere and she didn't even get to buy anything. I got what I wanted and went home, to do....nothing. No homework, just nothing. Well I had Chinese tuition? Does that count as homework?
I should get going now. I'm really tired and my eyes are drooping. Goodnight!
With love,
Mel
Wednesday 16 May 2007 | 11:16 pm
Extremely...me?
Is it just me, or does anyone else think that I do everything to the extreme. I mean, I don't do anything in degrees, I'm either having a crazy day, or completely out of it. That's probably why Tara thinks I have split-personality disorder. One minute I'm happy and giggly and the next I'm silent and grumpy. Obviously, I don't think I'm insane...but hey, Hannibal Lector didn't think he was insane either. Ok, stupid analogy. I'm not about to go out and start eating people, though I AM slightly curious as to what it would taste like (for scientific purposes only). Oh come on, don't tell me YOU'RE not curious?
Well anyway, it's a good thing people can't hear or see those 'crazy' thoughts I have going on in my head. I have always been shall we say...blessed (?) with an overactive imagination and when I'm bored I think of strange things and laugh. That's not crazy!
Take for example, today in biology. Mr Moffat was talking about interferon (I like to think of them as interFEARon *cue 007 music*) and how they recognized invasion of foreign material and alerted other cells of the attack. My mind drifted and I found myself drawing stick figure Buzz Lightyear's in my book talking into their watches saying "Viral attack. I repeat. Viral attack." No picture because it was a terrible drawing. More terrible than usual I think.
Then there was my diagram of a leaky blood vessel (caused by histamines...SEE! I was listening).
Aww, come on! It's funny! What do you mean no? It is funny!
Not even my 'eukaryotes' diagram?
Ah geez, looks like I've been laughing to myself for no good reason. Perhaps you're right. Maybe I am crazy. But I was taking notes for the exam! Those were my NOTES. If I say they help me study, am I slightly less weird [in your eyes]? NO? Awww, I think that's a bit harsh...
With love,
Mel
Well anyway, it's a good thing people can't hear or see those 'crazy' thoughts I have going on in my head. I have always been shall we say...blessed (?) with an overactive imagination and when I'm bored I think of strange things and laugh. That's not crazy!
Take for example, today in biology. Mr Moffat was talking about interferon (I like to think of them as interFEARon *cue 007 music*) and how they recognized invasion of foreign material and alerted other cells of the attack. My mind drifted and I found myself drawing stick figure Buzz Lightyear's in my book talking into their watches saying "Viral attack. I repeat. Viral attack." No picture because it was a terrible drawing. More terrible than usual I think.
Then there was my diagram of a leaky blood vessel (caused by histamines...SEE! I was listening).
Aww, come on! It's funny! What do you mean no? It is funny!
Not even my 'eukaryotes' diagram?
Ah geez, looks like I've been laughing to myself for no good reason. Perhaps you're right. Maybe I am crazy. But I was taking notes for the exam! Those were my NOTES. If I say they help me study, am I slightly less weird [in your eyes]? NO? Awww, I think that's a bit harsh...
With love,
Mel
Tuesday 15 May 2007 | 10:59 pm
Your Guardian Angel
Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, video clip a montage of A Walk To RememberI love the song and the clip was an added bonus because I liked the movie. Makes me sad every time I watch a movie like that. Not just because of the plot, but more because...it's not real? It's as if the actors are stuck in a loop, playing the same tragic characters over and over, when in reality, they aren't the same people, sometimes they aren't even alive anymore. They aren't as...eternal. I doubt I'm making much sense, but doesn't it make you sad when you see a good movie and realize one day, when you're old and grey (possibly dead) that people will still be watching it? Morbid.
A better example would probably be Gone With The Wind. It's really long, I only managed to catch the first half on free-to-air because they had to divide it into two blocks and I missed the second half. While I was watching, my dad came in and told me it was the first American movie he'd ever watched, one that had left a deep impression on him. He was about 17 at the time (born in '67). Do you know how old Gone With The Wind is? It was written in 1936, and the film adaption was released in 1939! It just goes to show, good films are immortal, and through that, the actors/actresses also get a certain sense of immortality.
Today, I read a magazine article about Vivien Lee (Scarlett O'Hara). She was beautiful, a fantastic actress and apparently, much like her character Scarlett. She died of tuberculosis when she 53 (1967). She battled against bipolar disorder for most of her life and occasionally went to work with shock therapy burns on her temples. What of Clark Gable (Rhett Butler)? He died in 1960 at the age of 59, after his fourth heart attack. Well that's depressing isn't it? No bloody wonder I cry when I watch classics. We never think of these actors aging and dying do we? For us, they are immortalized, living a semipermanent-existence (as long as we chose to remember) on the silver screen. They will forever be in our minds, the young beautiful/handsome characters they were back in their golden days.
Something that really makes me think (and damn, I think A LOT) is what kind of impression I will have on the world after I'm gone. Will there even BE an impression? I'd like to think there was a possibility that people would remember me for something good I'd done. There are so many people who had lived and left a mark; there's Mother Theresa, Fred Hollows, Shakespeare, Alfred Hitchcock, Martin Luther King, Helen Keller and Marie Curie to name a few. This feeling isn't mere altruism, but hopefully something more important. Don't be afraid, we all have it in us to be truly great.
"Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave"
- Winnie the Pooh
With love,
Mel
A better example would probably be Gone With The Wind. It's really long, I only managed to catch the first half on free-to-air because they had to divide it into two blocks and I missed the second half. While I was watching, my dad came in and told me it was the first American movie he'd ever watched, one that had left a deep impression on him. He was about 17 at the time (born in '67). Do you know how old Gone With The Wind is? It was written in 1936, and the film adaption was released in 1939! It just goes to show, good films are immortal, and through that, the actors/actresses also get a certain sense of immortality.
Today, I read a magazine article about Vivien Lee (Scarlett O'Hara). She was beautiful, a fantastic actress and apparently, much like her character Scarlett. She died of tuberculosis when she 53 (1967). She battled against bipolar disorder for most of her life and occasionally went to work with shock therapy burns on her temples. What of Clark Gable (Rhett Butler)? He died in 1960 at the age of 59, after his fourth heart attack. Well that's depressing isn't it? No bloody wonder I cry when I watch classics. We never think of these actors aging and dying do we? For us, they are immortalized, living a semipermanent-existence (as long as we chose to remember) on the silver screen. They will forever be in our minds, the young beautiful/handsome characters they were back in their golden days.
Something that really makes me think (and damn, I think A LOT) is what kind of impression I will have on the world after I'm gone. Will there even BE an impression? I'd like to think there was a possibility that people would remember me for something good I'd done. There are so many people who had lived and left a mark; there's Mother Theresa, Fred Hollows, Shakespeare, Alfred Hitchcock, Martin Luther King, Helen Keller and Marie Curie to name a few. This feeling isn't mere altruism, but hopefully something more important. Don't be afraid, we all have it in us to be truly great.
"Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave"
- Winnie the Pooh
- Winnie the Pooh
With love,
Mel
Mel
Monday 14 May 2007 | 6:37 pm
Fancy dress?
I totally give up on the kimono. I'm lazy, what else can I say? Went to Spotlight with Chan and Ying to find white face paint. They had these cool French maid outfits but they cost a lot. I did end up getting my face paint though. I can't wait for the party on Saturday. I just need to find Japanese schoolgirl uniform? Oh what have I gotten myself into.
I can't really think straight at the moment. I haven't been getting enough sleep, my head is past the point of buzzing. This morning it felt like a giant dead weight. The barrow load of rice crackers I just ate did nothing to help so right now my head is throbbing and my eyes hurt. I'm very irritable at the moment, and have been for the past week and half.
Just found out that the limo for the formal is coming to pick us up at 7:30 and the formal starts at 7. Gaah....we're going to be so late. Don't want to think about it now. Head hurts :(
I can't really think straight at the moment. I haven't been getting enough sleep, my head is past the point of buzzing. This morning it felt like a giant dead weight. The barrow load of rice crackers I just ate did nothing to help so right now my head is throbbing and my eyes hurt. I'm very irritable at the moment, and have been for the past week and half.
Just found out that the limo for the formal is coming to pick us up at 7:30 and the formal starts at 7. Gaah....we're going to be so late. Don't want to think about it now. Head hurts :(
Friday 11 May 2007 | 6:46 pm
I need sleep
I'm really really tired. I've been living in a zombie state this past week. Lots of last minute homework and lots of PROCRASTINATION. Take last night (this morning) for example; I went to bed at 1am. I didn't do any homework when I got home from school at 1pm until I had to leave for tuition at 7pm. WHERE DID SIX HOURS OF MY LIFE GO? At this point, I don't even remember. Got home at 9pm. When I got back, I had a shower and sat down to work at 10pm. I got bored doing biology homework and studying for the test, so I watched 45 minutes of RUSSELL PETERS on Youtube. Funny guy...but that's not the point! The point is, I still had biology questions to finish, 2 chapters to read up on (not to mention all my notes), and a Methods SAC the next day!! Fail VCE much?
What REALLY bugs me, is that I came home at 1pm again today, fully intending to have a nice long snooze. OH NO! The call centres of India are conspiring against me! I went to bed at 3pm today, only to be woken up by the phone ringing at 3:30. It was this Indian lady and I told her I wasn't interested and hung up. Then I dragged my sleepy body back into my nice warm bed. At 4:00pm THE PHONE STARTED RINGING AGAIN. This time, I got out of bed too late and the person on the other end had already hung up. I gave up and went to watch t.v, a which point, I got TWO MORE PHONE CALLS, and a visit from my dad's friend. It's a conspiracy. I can't even nap in front of the television.
I dislike call centres and phone salespeople. Not personally, I know it's just a job and they need the money in order to survive. BUT STILL! I don't like them. I don't like how they don't shut up even though you've said you're not interested three times. I'm pretty sure the Indian saleslady that called me today has called this number before because she sounded so familiar! When telephone salespeople start sounding like old friends, THEY'VE CALLED TOO OFTEN. I don't even know her name, maybe I will ask next time. It's a bit unfair because she knows OUR names. OH, another thing I dislike is how they ALWAYS mispronounce our names! If you're going to call up randomly then PLEASE have the decency to learn how to say my surname! I'd be more inclined to buy their product if they got it right...for once.
Did I make any sense? No matter, you get the general idea. I'm in a cranky mood, TELEPHONE SALESPEOPLE BEWARE.
With spite and a lot of anger (you know I love you),
Mel
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Awww I just finished watched The Notebook for the second time. All you boys probably think it's stupid but I bawl my eyes out every single time. I'm going to have puffy eyes tomorrow! They cast the perfect actors/actresses for that movie, the characters of Noah and Allie seem so real. Just makes me want to cry because their story is so sad.
Pee.ess - Got another Indian call centre call at 8:30. Told the guy my parents weren't home and I wasn't over 18. Telemarketers are very rude when they realize you won't buy whatever they're trying to sell.
What REALLY bugs me, is that I came home at 1pm again today, fully intending to have a nice long snooze. OH NO! The call centres of India are conspiring against me! I went to bed at 3pm today, only to be woken up by the phone ringing at 3:30. It was this Indian lady and I told her I wasn't interested and hung up. Then I dragged my sleepy body back into my nice warm bed. At 4:00pm THE PHONE STARTED RINGING AGAIN. This time, I got out of bed too late and the person on the other end had already hung up. I gave up and went to watch t.v, a which point, I got TWO MORE PHONE CALLS, and a visit from my dad's friend. It's a conspiracy. I can't even nap in front of the television.
I dislike call centres and phone salespeople. Not personally, I know it's just a job and they need the money in order to survive. BUT STILL! I don't like them. I don't like how they don't shut up even though you've said you're not interested three times. I'm pretty sure the Indian saleslady that called me today has called this number before because she sounded so familiar! When telephone salespeople start sounding like old friends, THEY'VE CALLED TOO OFTEN. I don't even know her name, maybe I will ask next time. It's a bit unfair because she knows OUR names. OH, another thing I dislike is how they ALWAYS mispronounce our names! If you're going to call up randomly then PLEASE have the decency to learn how to say my surname! I'd be more inclined to buy their product if they got it right...for once.
Did I make any sense? No matter, you get the general idea. I'm in a cranky mood, TELEPHONE SALESPEOPLE BEWARE.
With spite and a lot of anger (you know I love you),
Mel
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Awww I just finished watched The Notebook for the second time. All you boys probably think it's stupid but I bawl my eyes out every single time. I'm going to have puffy eyes tomorrow! They cast the perfect actors/actresses for that movie, the characters of Noah and Allie seem so real. Just makes me want to cry because their story is so sad.
Pee.ess - Got another Indian call centre call at 8:30. Told the guy my parents weren't home and I wasn't over 18. Telemarketers are very rude when they realize you won't buy whatever they're trying to sell.
Pee.ess - Got another Indian call centre call at 8:30. Told the guy my parents weren't home and I wasn't over 18. Telemarketers are very rude when they realize you won't buy whatever they're trying to sell.
Thursday 10 May 2007 | 5:28 pm
Kung Fu Fighting II
Kung Fu Fighting in ScrubsI actually tried to post this on the night of the Fungus Rally, but it only showed up on my blog today. Hmm...strange. Well I decided to leave it on because its funny :) enjoy!
Wednesday 9 May 2007 | 11:17 pm
Nerd's Eye View
That itching burning feeling I have...
is not herpes, but nearly as infectious (what is with this fixation on STDs? Must be that cervical cancer immunization coming up...). No, I have the itching burning feeling to BLOG, BLOG, BLOG. Go ahead, call me an addictive personality, I don't care! It's better to be addicted to blogging than addicted to say, drugs or alcohol. I should be studying, I have so much homework! But what the hey, can't concentrate, I need a hit NOW.
The topic of today is not STDs, addictions or itching burning feelings. The topic is in fact DATING. Seems pretty topical seeing as most of my friends are currently hooking up with other people (note - I use the term people loosely. They could be male, female, androgynous or...reptilian. Heh just kidding). Ok, I admit, this is another essay about ME, ME and ME (and MY opinion). Ready? Here we go. My reasons to not date in order of importance. If you qualify for any one of these, you're screwed. But don't give up hope just yet!
I would not go out with a guy...
1. my friends have liked or have DATED
Sorry, morally wrong. Of course, I'm not saying it's not possible for me to break moral codes, but the notion disturbs me on two levels. Firstly, it feels as if you're betraying that friend's trust. Even if they say its okay, I would still avoid that person as much as possible (short of sinking into the ground when they walk past). Mates before dates guys! Secondly, EW. Just EW! I mean, your friend has probably done all manner of things with this guy. DO YOU REALLY WANT TO GO THERE? Think about it (or not...if you want to hold your dinner).
2. who is a STALKER (wow, there goes a lot of guys)
Anil told me who his crush is (teehee so cute). I won't say who but she's very pretty and Asian, as we all know, those two go hand in hand :). On Barbecue Wednesday (more like Ash Wednesday haha) he asked Rowena and I if he should call her every night for a week before asking her out. I said no, and I think Rowena said yes. I told Tara this (Anil's her little year 9 brother) and she asked me what kind of guy I would go out with. Well, if you are a stalker, I WILL NOT GO OUT WITH YOU. I also include clingy, 'annoying to get my attention the only way they know how' people under this large large umbrella. Go away, find someone your own age.
3. who has really really bad body odour
Personal hygiene is important dearies. When your mum told you to brush your teeth and take showers she WASN'T JOKING! Please DO brush your teeth and take REGULAR showers! Saying "but I showered last month" will NOT make me like you any better. Today I had to endure 45 mins of extended torture in Bio for this very reason! I wouldn't want to have to cringe every time you open your mouth, let alone KISS YOU *shudders*
4. who is up-himself or is your general unsavoury character
I like slapping people like that (aww, I'm so mean), I'm pretty sure that wouldn't lead to a very healthy relationship. I don't think of you guys would appreciate it if I slapped you for being an annoying b@#&@^d so it's in your best interests to keep away.
5. who has no sense of humour, cannot take a hint and simply cannot communicate
I am generally what you would call an uncommunicative person, ok not really. I like to talk, but only if talking to you is worth the time. Blunt but true. Girl does not like thinking up new things to say. Girl is lazy. Girl wants YOU to make effort. Hmm...I wouldn't date anyone who couldn't speak good English either, for the very same reason. If you can't read this, leave me alone.
6. who is a really good friend/childhood friend/family friend
For the obvious one, it could wreck the relationship. The second, as Ning said at church camp, there is a tiny space of time in which going out with that person is a possibility. After that, NO FREAKING WAY. You just know that person too well and they become like...a family member. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww....*washes mouth out with soap*
7. because I hate you for liking me already
Give up man, just give up. I'm way too hard to get.
Having said all that, it's no wonder nobody wants to go out with me. My standards are just way to high. I have met only two guys that aren't any of the above. You have to be just as perfect as them ok? If not, there are much nicer, prettier, smarter girls than me out there. Don't be sad, there's a lot of girls at MacRob you can try.
Complete change of topic. My day was no fun. I wasn't kidding when I said biology was torture. In lit, Sebastien and Mayo kept slapping me, and Sebz was stroking my leg while leaning on Tara.
Tara: "Why don't you lean on Mel?"
Sebz: *starts leaning my direction*
Me: *raises fist*
Sebz: *stops moving, looks at fist then at Tara* "You see...she's violent"
That's pretty much how it went. There was also a surprise Methods test. I can't remember anything else. I will leave you now, I'm tired and need to SLEEP!
With love,
Mel
is not herpes, but nearly as infectious (what is with this fixation on STDs? Must be that cervical cancer immunization coming up...). No, I have the itching burning feeling to BLOG, BLOG, BLOG. Go ahead, call me an addictive personality, I don't care! It's better to be addicted to blogging than addicted to say, drugs or alcohol. I should be studying, I have so much homework! But what the hey, can't concentrate, I need a hit NOW.
The topic of today is not STDs, addictions or itching burning feelings. The topic is in fact DATING. Seems pretty topical seeing as most of my friends are currently hooking up with other people (note - I use the term people loosely. They could be male, female, androgynous or...reptilian. Heh just kidding). Ok, I admit, this is another essay about ME, ME and ME (and MY opinion). Ready? Here we go. My reasons to not date in order of importance. If you qualify for any one of these, you're screwed. But don't give up hope just yet!
I would not go out with a guy...
1. my friends have liked or have DATED
Sorry, morally wrong. Of course, I'm not saying it's not possible for me to break moral codes, but the notion disturbs me on two levels. Firstly, it feels as if you're betraying that friend's trust. Even if they say its okay, I would still avoid that person as much as possible (short of sinking into the ground when they walk past). Mates before dates guys! Secondly, EW. Just EW! I mean, your friend has probably done all manner of things with this guy. DO YOU REALLY WANT TO GO THERE? Think about it (or not...if you want to hold your dinner).
2. who is a STALKER (wow, there goes a lot of guys)
Anil told me who his crush is (teehee so cute). I won't say who but she's very pretty and Asian, as we all know, those two go hand in hand :). On Barbecue Wednesday (more like Ash Wednesday haha) he asked Rowena and I if he should call her every night for a week before asking her out. I said no, and I think Rowena said yes. I told Tara this (Anil's her little year 9 brother) and she asked me what kind of guy I would go out with. Well, if you are a stalker, I WILL NOT GO OUT WITH YOU. I also include clingy, 'annoying to get my attention the only way they know how' people under this large large umbrella. Go away, find someone your own age.
3. who has really really bad body odour
Personal hygiene is important dearies. When your mum told you to brush your teeth and take showers she WASN'T JOKING! Please DO brush your teeth and take REGULAR showers! Saying "but I showered last month" will NOT make me like you any better. Today I had to endure 45 mins of extended torture in Bio for this very reason! I wouldn't want to have to cringe every time you open your mouth, let alone KISS YOU *shudders*
4. who is up-himself or is your general unsavoury character
I like slapping people like that (aww, I'm so mean), I'm pretty sure that wouldn't lead to a very healthy relationship. I don't think of you guys would appreciate it if I slapped you for being an annoying b@#&@^d so it's in your best interests to keep away.
5. who has no sense of humour, cannot take a hint and simply cannot communicate
I am generally what you would call an uncommunicative person, ok not really. I like to talk, but only if talking to you is worth the time. Blunt but true. Girl does not like thinking up new things to say. Girl is lazy. Girl wants YOU to make effort. Hmm...I wouldn't date anyone who couldn't speak good English either, for the very same reason. If you can't read this, leave me alone.
6. who is a really good friend/childhood friend/family friend
For the obvious one, it could wreck the relationship. The second, as Ning said at church camp, there is a tiny space of time in which going out with that person is a possibility. After that, NO FREAKING WAY. You just know that person too well and they become like...a family member. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww....*washes mouth out with soap*
7. because I hate you for liking me already
Give up man, just give up. I'm way too hard to get.
Having said all that, it's no wonder nobody wants to go out with me. My standards are just way to high. I have met only two guys that aren't any of the above. You have to be just as perfect as them ok? If not, there are much nicer, prettier, smarter girls than me out there. Don't be sad, there's a lot of girls at MacRob you can try.
Complete change of topic. My day was no fun. I wasn't kidding when I said biology was torture. In lit, Sebastien and Mayo kept slapping me, and Sebz was stroking my leg while leaning on Tara.
Tara: "Why don't you lean on Mel?"
Sebz: *starts leaning my direction*
Me: *raises fist*
Sebz: *stops moving, looks at fist then at Tara* "You see...she's violent"
That's pretty much how it went. There was also a surprise Methods test. I can't remember anything else. I will leave you now, I'm tired and need to SLEEP!
With love,
Mel
Tuesday 8 May 2007 | 4:02 pm
MELodrama wants to be a PIRATE!
Recently I watched Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man's Chest. Now I'm reading some of the books my mum borrowed for my brother about a female pirate (yes very juvenile). I have noticed that all the female heroines get hot husbands/fiances so I have decided to be a pirate after I graduate from High School. What's wrong with that? It'd be so cool!
Why is it that females always get sucked in by romance novels? I mean, Life is constantly giving us proof fairy tales do not exist and yet we read that rubbish and cry every single time. I am living proof! Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen is good, a must read! Right now, I'm about to start reading The Quiet American by Graham Greene. Wow, too many literature classes, I actually enjoy Shakespeare! Well, I haven't read too much of his work, just Julius Ceasar, Macbeth and now Hamlet. I plan to read more though, Shakespeare is very poetic. Bring on the classics!
Can't remember much of what I did today. In between double Chinese period 3 and 4, Chan, Ying, Rowena and I went to the toilet. On the way back, I was copying Dorothy from Wizard of Oz; clicking my heels and saying "there's no place like home" over and over again in a crappy American accent. Don't ask why, I don't even know. Anyway, I twisted my ankle which just goes to show that people who can't walk in a straight line without hurting themselves should never attempt to jump in the air, click their heels and expect to land on their feet (or become a pirate).
At lunch I was in the YEAR TWELVE common room and someone came in about half way through. I'm trying to avoid him because I think he's STALKING me. I thought I'd be fairly safe in the common room because this person isn't supposed to be allowed in. I pretended to sleep, but that was uncomfortable to I went up to the library where I knew he wouldn't go, I have a sneaking suspicion this person is illiterate. Just kidding. When I came back, he was STILL in the common room. Gaah, eventually he went away. But OH NO! I had double lit with him next. I was innocently reading Hamlet, getting pretty caught up in the story when Tara loudly said "he keeps looking at you". After that, I found it impossible to concentrate, I felt like a bug under a magnifying glass. Double lit is torture sometimes, I'd rather not know things like that thank you very much. Ignorance is bliss.
YAY! My brother's school won bronze medal in the chess competition today! He won 5 out of 7 games! My brother is awesomely smart! :)
With love,
Mel
Why is it that females always get sucked in by romance novels? I mean, Life is constantly giving us proof fairy tales do not exist and yet we read that rubbish and cry every single time. I am living proof! Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen is good, a must read! Right now, I'm about to start reading The Quiet American by Graham Greene. Wow, too many literature classes, I actually enjoy Shakespeare! Well, I haven't read too much of his work, just Julius Ceasar, Macbeth and now Hamlet. I plan to read more though, Shakespeare is very poetic. Bring on the classics!
Can't remember much of what I did today. In between double Chinese period 3 and 4, Chan, Ying, Rowena and I went to the toilet. On the way back, I was copying Dorothy from Wizard of Oz; clicking my heels and saying "there's no place like home" over and over again in a crappy American accent. Don't ask why, I don't even know. Anyway, I twisted my ankle which just goes to show that people who can't walk in a straight line without hurting themselves should never attempt to jump in the air, click their heels and expect to land on their feet (or become a pirate).
At lunch I was in the YEAR TWELVE common room and someone came in about half way through. I'm trying to avoid him because I think he's STALKING me. I thought I'd be fairly safe in the common room because this person isn't supposed to be allowed in. I pretended to sleep, but that was uncomfortable to I went up to the library where I knew he wouldn't go, I have a sneaking suspicion this person is illiterate. Just kidding. When I came back, he was STILL in the common room. Gaah, eventually he went away. But OH NO! I had double lit with him next. I was innocently reading Hamlet, getting pretty caught up in the story when Tara loudly said "he keeps looking at you". After that, I found it impossible to concentrate, I felt like a bug under a magnifying glass. Double lit is torture sometimes, I'd rather not know things like that thank you very much. Ignorance is bliss.
YAY! My brother's school won bronze medal in the chess competition today! He won 5 out of 7 games! My brother is awesomely smart! :)
With love,
Mel
Sunday 6 May 2007 | 9:32 pm
My life down to a series of doodles
This topic came about during Chinese school when I wrote "AI" on my paper. The guy sitting next to me probably thought I was in love with him and he asked me about it; so I wrote something to go with it. Some of the people who actually read this will probably recognize it's 'style' (I have a STYLE!) because I always write in their exercise books - if I see blank paper and they are unlucky enough to sit next to me when I'm bored. Just ask Ying and Tara, I'm always bored in biology or methods, their books/folders/diarys have a lot of my writing and terrible art in them. Anyway, here are samples from this year and last year by various artists, but mostly me:
Universal Language of LOVE (down the bottom) [Chinese, 2007]
Formal preparation, the "Sack-religious" line designed by and for Garbahge (that's SO patented) - winter season [Chinese, 2006]
Bottom left, my design for Garbahge, Refrigerato line (Models: Chris and Nhu). Middle - Nhu's drawing of me. Top right - Ying's drawing of herself in a watermelon suit, designer Garbahge. In the bottom right there was also my drawing of Alvin in a mankini, but that was sensored (mercilessly erased) after several complaints [Chemistry, 2007]
Classic! Nhu, Chris and Mr Flavell. I love how Mr. Reynolds kept correcting and even told me he liked it, that guy has a sense of humour :) [Physics, 2006]
My moment of panic [Physics, 2006]
My cool margin, also read the pro-social behaviors down the bottom, we were so bored [Psychology, 2006]
The Melly sMELly comic, complete with a theme song, drawn and composed by Chan [Advanced General Maths, 2006]
My logo, done by Chan probably [Advanced General Maths, 2006]
After Chinese School I went to Simon's birthday lunch. Man, felt so out of place! The food was good and I was SO not late. After lunch we followed Drexel and Vincent to Carrington St then dangerously crossed busy roads to get to Crepelato. Sat at the back of the shop and James played with his pubes. VERY INAPPROPRIATE! All I wanted was an ice-cream and I left with enough scars to last a lifetime.
After we got sick of sitting around, we went to Box Hill Gardens and played on the playground. I had a mild sense of deja vu, except this time Ros wasn't sitting on the see-saw screaming "harder! HARDER!". To be fair, she had no idea how wrong that sounded; especially when they made a voice recording. All the males decided it would be funny to cram onto a spinner and spin around as fast as they could. They also played with ants, Simon and Matty had a competition to see how long they could keep their hand on a piece of wood with ants all over it. Boys will be boys.
I walked part of the way home with James, and you'll never guess...TATENDA! He was just getting home from work so we talked a bit. James probably felt left out and walked himself home. At home, I watched extra scenes from Pirates of the Caribbeans, had dinner, and now I'm writing this (procrastination at its finest). Did NO homework today and my conscience is making me go on one helluva guilt trip. Must do homework now...well, after I have a shower.
With love,
Mel
Universal Language of LOVE (down the bottom) [Chinese, 2007]
Formal preparation, the "Sack-religious" line designed by and for Garbahge (that's SO patented) - winter season [Chinese, 2006]
Bottom left, my design for Garbahge, Refrigerato line (Models: Chris and Nhu). Middle - Nhu's drawing of me. Top right - Ying's drawing of herself in a watermelon suit, designer Garbahge. In the bottom right there was also my drawing of Alvin in a mankini, but that was sensored (mercilessly erased) after several complaints [Chemistry, 2007]
Classic! Nhu, Chris and Mr Flavell. I love how Mr. Reynolds kept correcting and even told me he liked it, that guy has a sense of humour :) [Physics, 2006]
My moment of panic [Physics, 2006]
My cool margin, also read the pro-social behaviors down the bottom, we were so bored [Psychology, 2006]
The Melly sMELly comic, complete with a theme song, drawn and composed by Chan [Advanced General Maths, 2006]
My logo, done by Chan probably [Advanced General Maths, 2006]
After Chinese School I went to Simon's birthday lunch. Man, felt so out of place! The food was good and I was SO not late. After lunch we followed Drexel and Vincent to Carrington St then dangerously crossed busy roads to get to Crepelato. Sat at the back of the shop and James played with his pubes. VERY INAPPROPRIATE! All I wanted was an ice-cream and I left with enough scars to last a lifetime.
After we got sick of sitting around, we went to Box Hill Gardens and played on the playground. I had a mild sense of deja vu, except this time Ros wasn't sitting on the see-saw screaming "harder! HARDER!". To be fair, she had no idea how wrong that sounded; especially when they made a voice recording. All the males decided it would be funny to cram onto a spinner and spin around as fast as they could. They also played with ants, Simon and Matty had a competition to see how long they could keep their hand on a piece of wood with ants all over it. Boys will be boys.
I walked part of the way home with James, and you'll never guess...TATENDA! He was just getting home from work so we talked a bit. James probably felt left out and walked himself home. At home, I watched extra scenes from Pirates of the Caribbeans, had dinner, and now I'm writing this (procrastination at its finest). Did NO homework today and my conscience is making me go on one helluva guilt trip. Must do homework now...well, after I have a shower.
With love,
Mel
Saturday 5 May 2007 | 10:07 pm
Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting
Audrey's Fungus Rally was funny, I had a nice time. I'm really sorry for being late and making Chan and Ying late. We missed the first dance, but Chris tells me the second one was better anyway. I was cheering so hard for Audrey and Jonno! WOOOOT! Mouse won a door prize, a Relient K album! Chris wants!
I don't really have much to write. That's possibly a first for me, seeing as everyone goes to a great deal of pain and suffering trying to make me shut up. Today's your lucky day!
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS?
I don't really have much to write. That's possibly a first for me, seeing as everyone goes to a great deal of pain and suffering trying to make me shut up. Today's your lucky day!
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - WHY CAN'T WE BE FRIENDS?
| 3:01 pm
Bomb is a bomb is a bomb is a bomb
My dear daddy is trying to fix up the Bomb for me. Anybody remember that ad on T.V for car insurance, where the son didn't have any insurance so the dad stuck cushions around the car so it wouldn't get damaged? Yeah, something like that. My dad keeps telling me "The car may be old, but the engine is practically brand new!". My response (being the superficial female that I am) is: "Well it still looks like a Bomb". Hence proving that no female gives a rats arse what the ENGINE is like, the car has to at least look good. PLUS, the gearbox is screwed and the Bomb loses a life every time it goes up a hill. Well I officially have my own key to the car, and my dad said it's practically MY car now, so LUCKY ME, I have inherited a death-trap, which at any minute will probably explode. That being said, I love my car and I will have to find it a name.
The Fungus Kung Fu Rally is on tonight. I'll probably post again later to tell you how it went! All I know is that Audrey and Jonno are super excited/nervous and it's bound to be a lot of fun!
With love,
Mel
The Fungus Kung Fu Rally is on tonight. I'll probably post again later to tell you how it went! All I know is that Audrey and Jonno are super excited/nervous and it's bound to be a lot of fun!
With love,
Mel
Thursday 3 May 2007 | 5:19 pm
What are you ashamed of?
Something that really bugs me is people hiding their relationships from everyone, even their own friends. It gets to the point where when asked about it, they outright LIE. Lying is never good, equivocation is fine, but NEVER lie. What are you ashamed of? If you really care about this person then why are you hiding it? You don't have to get into the nitty gritty, just a heads up would be nice so I know when to stop flirting you/your man. Just kidding. Maybe it's an Asian thing. I've come to realize that Asian people are often very secretive. I think I am just sad someone I think of as a friend sees me as untrustworthy.
I had a grand total of THREE periods today. Chinese! I got 9.5/10 (29/30) for my listening and responding SAC. Double chemistry was a mixture of hazy boredom and a few laughs. Mr Seago can be a pretty funny guy when he wants to be, most of the time he's just lame and everyone gives him a pity laugh.
Seago - "Tetra means four, hence tetrahedral. That's why Tetris is called TETRIS, because each shape has four blocks in it"
Mouse - "The T doesn't have four blocks"
Class: *launches into class discussion of the technicalities regarding tetris*
(Yeah that's Tetris the game)
Seago - "What's redox? Apart from a sunburnt cow"
Class - *Vikram laughs* everyone else stares blankly until they finally get it.
Seago (making model of triple bonded molecule) - "We have ourselves a few gay 007s"
Someone - Bonds, geddit? BONDS!
Someone2 - "Why are they gay?"
Seago - "Because they're all bent"
Class - HAHAHAHAHA
Seago: "There you go, politically correct chemistry"
(if that isn't funny, or you don't understand, the only thing I can say is "you just have to have been there")
I think it's all the rain which is making me sad. Such a dark day, no sunlight! The tree outside my window just a skeleton, all the yellow leaves are on the ground. I walked home at the start of lunch today because I spent my money on food before realizing I needed to buy a bus ticket. On the way, I got scared because someone kept looking and following me. Granted, there wasn't anywhere else he COULD walk, being on a footpath and all, but I have an unwarranted fear of stalkers. I have never been stalked but I am still terrified of them.
Anyway, I was leisurely strolling along, swinging my bright yellow umbrella, looking at the clouds and listening to music when the wind blew hair all over my face. So I turned my head around to flick it off and this someone was walking behind me (someone I know). Man, I thought he was going to stalk me all the way home so I walked faster. Then HE walked faster. I didn't even know he was next to me until he said "geez, you're mean". Then I felt like running away but I didn't. I just let him walk beside me until I saw Lina's dad going into a house I presume is Lina's house. I slowed down to see what the house looked like and he kept walking. "Strange actions for a stalker...maybe he's not stalking me" I thought...so I slowed down and let him walk ahead.
I have just had a REVELATION! I know why I like walking at the back of a group! So I can see what everyone is doing so nobody can spring a surprise on me, and I like walking by myself.
Back to the story. He kept turning around to check how far behind I was. Man, talk about creep me out! I thought he was going to come and attack me. I think maybe I'm a little bit too paranoid. He went to the library and I just kept walking. I kept checking over my shoulder just to make sure. That is the story of my paranoia.
On the way home, I sat in the park eating my lunch and watched pigeons, clouds, the dried up lake and the man that ran around in circles.
The end.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - That is a true story. Fairy tales don't have stalkers in them you idiot.
I had a grand total of THREE periods today. Chinese! I got 9.5/10 (29/30) for my listening and responding SAC. Double chemistry was a mixture of hazy boredom and a few laughs. Mr Seago can be a pretty funny guy when he wants to be, most of the time he's just lame and everyone gives him a pity laugh.
I think it's all the rain which is making me sad. Such a dark day, no sunlight! The tree outside my window just a skeleton, all the yellow leaves are on the ground. I walked home at the start of lunch today because I spent my money on food before realizing I needed to buy a bus ticket. On the way, I got scared because someone kept looking and following me. Granted, there wasn't anywhere else he COULD walk, being on a footpath and all, but I have an unwarranted fear of stalkers. I have never been stalked but I am still terrified of them.
Anyway, I was leisurely strolling along, swinging my bright yellow umbrella, looking at the clouds and listening to music when the wind blew hair all over my face. So I turned my head around to flick it off and this someone was walking behind me (someone I know). Man, I thought he was going to stalk me all the way home so I walked faster. Then HE walked faster. I didn't even know he was next to me until he said "geez, you're mean". Then I felt like running away but I didn't. I just let him walk beside me until I saw Lina's dad going into a house I presume is Lina's house. I slowed down to see what the house looked like and he kept walking. "Strange actions for a stalker...maybe he's not stalking me" I thought...so I slowed down and let him walk ahead.
I have just had a REVELATION! I know why I like walking at the back of a group! So I can see what everyone is doing so nobody can spring a surprise on me, and I like walking by myself.
Seago - "Tetra means four, hence tetrahedral. That's why Tetris is called TETRIS, because each shape has four blocks in it"
Mouse - "The T doesn't have four blocks"
Class: *launches into class discussion of the technicalities regarding tetris*
(Yeah that's Tetris the game)
Mouse - "The T doesn't have four blocks"
Class: *launches into class discussion of the technicalities regarding tetris*
(Yeah that's Tetris the game)
Seago - "What's redox? Apart from a sunburnt cow"
Class - *Vikram laughs* everyone else stares blankly until they finally get it.
Seago (making model of triple bonded molecule) - "We have ourselves a few gay 007s"
Someone - Bonds, geddit? BONDS!
Someone2 - "Why are they gay?"
Seago - "Because they're all bent"
Class - HAHAHAHAHA
Seago: "There you go, politically correct chemistry"
Class - *Vikram laughs* everyone else stares blankly until they finally get it.
Seago (making model of triple bonded molecule) - "We have ourselves a few gay 007s"
Someone - Bonds, geddit? BONDS!
Someone2 - "Why are they gay?"
Seago - "Because they're all bent"
Class - HAHAHAHAHA
Seago: "There you go, politically correct chemistry"
(if that isn't funny, or you don't understand, the only thing I can say is "you just have to have been there")
I think it's all the rain which is making me sad. Such a dark day, no sunlight! The tree outside my window just a skeleton, all the yellow leaves are on the ground. I walked home at the start of lunch today because I spent my money on food before realizing I needed to buy a bus ticket. On the way, I got scared because someone kept looking and following me. Granted, there wasn't anywhere else he COULD walk, being on a footpath and all, but I have an unwarranted fear of stalkers. I have never been stalked but I am still terrified of them.
Anyway, I was leisurely strolling along, swinging my bright yellow umbrella, looking at the clouds and listening to music when the wind blew hair all over my face. So I turned my head around to flick it off and this someone was walking behind me (someone I know). Man, I thought he was going to stalk me all the way home so I walked faster. Then HE walked faster. I didn't even know he was next to me until he said "geez, you're mean". Then I felt like running away but I didn't. I just let him walk beside me until I saw Lina's dad going into a house I presume is Lina's house. I slowed down to see what the house looked like and he kept walking. "Strange actions for a stalker...maybe he's not stalking me" I thought...so I slowed down and let him walk ahead.
I have just had a REVELATION! I know why I like walking at the back of a group! So I can see what everyone is doing so nobody can spring a surprise on me, and I like walking by myself.
Back to the story. He kept turning around to check how far behind I was. Man, talk about creep me out! I thought he was going to come and attack me. I think maybe I'm a little bit too paranoid. He went to the library and I just kept walking. I kept checking over my shoulder just to make sure. That is the story of my paranoia.
On the way home, I sat in the park eating my lunch and watched pigeons, clouds, the dried up lake and the man that ran around in circles.
The end.
With love,
Mel
Pee.ess - That is a true story. Fairy tales don't have stalkers in them you idiot.
Wednesday 2 May 2007 | 6:31 pm
Barbecue in the park
I'd like to clear one thing up, I AM NOT EMO. Just because my wardrobe has a lot of black and dark colours, doesn't mean I'm about to go kill myself. It just means that I'm economical, my clothes all MATCH so I don't have to waste time and money getting the right outfit. (note - I said ECONOMICAL not CHEAP).
I woke up at 10, had a shower and was out of the house by 11:10. When I got to the park, everyone was waiting for Roswin and Manvir to get there. They were just about to start cooking. Rowena, Anil and I went up to Coles to buy more drinks, which we dumped on Anil because "he's the man". When we got back to the park, they were STILL cooking. Stupid park barbecues are pretty much useless because they never heat up to hot enough. The sausages and hamburger patties were cooked after about an HOUR but by that time I was loaded up with chips, lollies and lots of soft drink so I didn't even end up eating that much barbecued food.
I can't remember much of what happened while we were waiting for the food to cook. I remember it being really windy and getting hair in my mouth. I remember sitting with Tara, singing love songs and getting evil glares from her other half (Ashwyn). I only sat with them because Kymbat, Rowena, Roswin, Chan, Ying and Nhu were on the see-saw making incredibly weird noises. They actually made a sound recording of it...but I can't post it here, I'd like to keep this site to at least a PG rating if possible. Vincent arrived at about 1:30, after wagging sport to hang out with our crazy selves (Tara says I have multiple personalities). Tara and Ashwyn were sitting together on the bottom of the red slide, thinking they had managed to escape me. Not so, I found them and forced them to take more photos. Unfortunately Tara has neglected to send me all the cute coupley photos I took, so too bad. Click to enlarge. All the photos with dates on them were taken with Tara's camera.
Tara and I waiting for the food to cook, look at our poor hungry faces...
"Is it cooked yet?"
"I think my chicken is still moving *pokepoke*"
Tara snapped a picture of me looking innocent after discovering her hiding place on the bottom of the red slide.
Vincent, Alice and Chan getting cosy up the top. Ros, Rowena, Nhu and Tara down the bottom
Me, Chan, Rowena, Ros and Alice on the cute little red slide
Ros, Me and Alice on the monkey bars. Ying on the ground
Tara and Ashwyn mysteriously disappeared...again, probably because I was distracted by Vincent's arrival and they saw the opportunity to cut and run. Anil and I went looking for them. I bugged Anil by humming the Pink Panther theme over and over again. We discovered them on a hill far far away and decided not to bother them (which required a lot of self-restraint on my part I might add). On our way back, I noticed Vincent sitting all alone under a tree which was PERFECT for climbing. I told Kymbat because she's the one who wanted to climb a tree. Big mistake.
Where's Kymbat...?
Oh only about FIFTY FEET OFF THE GROUND!
She noticed Tara and Ashwyn on the hill far far away and proceeded to sing "THE HILLS ARE ALIVE, WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC" as loud as she could. An old Chinese man was walking pass and gave us the evil eye. Tara and Ashwyn rolled down the hill far far away, Rowena and I decided we wanted to do that too so we ran there and rolled on them. There is a really bad picture of me looking really dizzy after rolling down so I won't put it here.
Ashwyn and Tara after rolling down the hill far far away, you see how far they had to run to escape me? Click to enlarge
Everyone climbed out of the tree and came galumphing our way to roll down the hill. All except Ros who was stuck in the tree. HAHA. Someone had to carry her down in the end. When she finally got down to groundzero, Kymbat and co. decided they wanted to climb the tree again. So they did.
This time Ros kept her feet firmly planted on the ground as Kymbat, Anil, Nhu and Alice climbed the graffitied tree.
After that, Rowena, Vincent, Nhu and I went to BH so I could get fake eyelashes. Then I went home so I could get ready to go to the orthodontist. My parent's never even realised I'd gone out today, see they trust me so much.
The last time I went to the ortho was a year ago, so they took an x-ray to see why my wisdom teeth weren't coming out yet. Turns out I'm completely MISSING the top pair of wisdom teeth, and my bottom pair are impacting. That means, they're lying pretty much sideways. I will have to have an operation to get them removed and it's going to HURT so MUCH! Mum said I can go under general again but only in the school holidays. I also have to wear my top retainer again because I need to push my teeth out a little. Awww, I'm going to start lisping again.
Promise not to laugh...
With love,
Mel
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Vincent pointed out that he wasn't sitting all lonely under the tree, he was in fact SLEEPING under the tree. There, satisfied?
I woke up at 10, had a shower and was out of the house by 11:10. When I got to the park, everyone was waiting for Roswin and Manvir to get there. They were just about to start cooking. Rowena, Anil and I went up to Coles to buy more drinks, which we dumped on Anil because "he's the man". When we got back to the park, they were STILL cooking. Stupid park barbecues are pretty much useless because they never heat up to hot enough. The sausages and hamburger patties were cooked after about an HOUR but by that time I was loaded up with chips, lollies and lots of soft drink so I didn't even end up eating that much barbecued food.
I can't remember much of what happened while we were waiting for the food to cook. I remember it being really windy and getting hair in my mouth. I remember sitting with Tara, singing love songs and getting evil glares from her other half (Ashwyn). I only sat with them because Kymbat, Rowena, Roswin, Chan, Ying and Nhu were on the see-saw making incredibly weird noises. They actually made a sound recording of it...but I can't post it here, I'd like to keep this site to at least a PG rating if possible. Vincent arrived at about 1:30, after wagging sport to hang out with our crazy selves (Tara says I have multiple personalities). Tara and Ashwyn were sitting together on the bottom of the red slide, thinking they had managed to escape me. Not so, I found them and forced them to take more photos. Unfortunately Tara has neglected to send me all the cute coupley photos I took, so too bad. Click to enlarge. All the photos with dates on them were taken with Tara's camera.
Tara and I waiting for the food to cook, look at our poor hungry faces...
"Is it cooked yet?"
"I think my chicken is still moving *pokepoke*"
Tara snapped a picture of me looking innocent after discovering her hiding place on the bottom of the red slide.
Vincent, Alice and Chan getting cosy up the top. Ros, Rowena, Nhu and Tara down the bottom
Me, Chan, Rowena, Ros and Alice on the cute little red slide
Ros, Me and Alice on the monkey bars. Ying on the ground
Tara and Ashwyn mysteriously disappeared...again, probably because I was distracted by Vincent's arrival and they saw the opportunity to cut and run. Anil and I went looking for them. I bugged Anil by humming the Pink Panther theme over and over again. We discovered them on a hill far far away and decided not to bother them (which required a lot of self-restraint on my part I might add). On our way back, I noticed Vincent sitting all alone under a tree which was PERFECT for climbing. I told Kymbat because she's the one who wanted to climb a tree. Big mistake.
Where's Kymbat...?
Oh only about FIFTY FEET OFF THE GROUND!
She noticed Tara and Ashwyn on the hill far far away and proceeded to sing "THE HILLS ARE ALIVE, WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC" as loud as she could. An old Chinese man was walking pass and gave us the evil eye. Tara and Ashwyn rolled down the hill far far away, Rowena and I decided we wanted to do that too so we ran there and rolled on them. There is a really bad picture of me looking really dizzy after rolling down so I won't put it here.
Everyone climbed out of the tree and came galumphing our way to roll down the hill. All except Ros who was stuck in the tree. HAHA. Someone had to carry her down in the end. When she finally got down to groundzero, Kymbat and co. decided they wanted to climb the tree again. So they did.
Ashwyn and Tara after rolling down the hill far far away, you see how far they had to run to escape me? Click to enlarge
Everyone climbed out of the tree and came galumphing our way to roll down the hill. All except Ros who was stuck in the tree. HAHA. Someone had to carry her down in the end. When she finally got down to groundzero, Kymbat and co. decided they wanted to climb the tree again. So they did.
This time Ros kept her feet firmly planted on the ground as Kymbat, Anil, Nhu and Alice climbed the graffitied tree.
After that, Rowena, Vincent, Nhu and I went to BH so I could get fake eyelashes. Then I went home so I could get ready to go to the orthodontist. My parent's never even realised I'd gone out today, see they trust me so much.
The last time I went to the ortho was a year ago, so they took an x-ray to see why my wisdom teeth weren't coming out yet. Turns out I'm completely MISSING the top pair of wisdom teeth, and my bottom pair are impacting. That means, they're lying pretty much sideways. I will have to have an operation to get them removed and it's going to HURT so MUCH! Mum said I can go under general again but only in the school holidays. I also have to wear my top retainer again because I need to push my teeth out a little. Awww, I'm going to start lisping again.
Promise not to laugh...
With love,
Mel
The last time I went to the ortho was a year ago, so they took an x-ray to see why my wisdom teeth weren't coming out yet. Turns out I'm completely MISSING the top pair of wisdom teeth, and my bottom pair are impacting. That means, they're lying pretty much sideways. I will have to have an operation to get them removed and it's going to HURT so MUCH! Mum said I can go under general again but only in the school holidays. I also have to wear my top retainer again because I need to push my teeth out a little. Awww, I'm going to start lisping again.
Promise not to laugh...
With love,
Mel
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Vincent pointed out that he wasn't sitting all lonely under the tree, he was in fact SLEEPING under the tree. There, satisfied?
Tuesday 1 May 2007 | 9:24 pm
I'm addicted to...
That girl by McFly
Hehe, good or what? Told you I have good taste, I don't just listen to Chinese music. Occasionally I surprise people by getting addicted to...pop rock?