The more I stress the more I procrastinate, I suppose as a escapist route.
But the more I procrastinate the more I stress. because I haven't done anything.
So. all that's left for me is to meet everything head on, and procrastinate less.
WATCHED: Motorcycle Diaries. which was darned good.
why whine?
just do.
I just wish I were smarter though.
I'm going slightly mad
actually make that,
I AM GOING MAD.bananas. cuckoo. losing my marbles.
whichever way you want to look at it.
I can seriously feel my screws loosening, and whiskers growing. Mad Hatter here I come.
nobody loves me
everybody hates me
think I'll go and eat worms
what do you think of chocolate people? if rasberry sauce were a person, who would it be? I think it'd be Dame Edna. Rasberry sauce people like choclate people. Squish squish squish. lalala. my colourless ideas are green. the pony's name was Starfire. if you drive a car backwards then would your fuel gauge go up? the wheels of the train go round round round. why round? they should go forwards. I'm a little teapot. The radioactive waves from my mobile are cooking my coffee. Frog mouths look like bubbles I want to pop. Can I inflate a frog and make him fly up in the sky? Up up up. Wheeeeeeeeeeeee. ewwwwwww.....gooey sticky exploded frog. they don't know how to equalise do they? I thought their insides would be dry because their skin was so gooey.
ARgh. argh. ARGH. ArGh. aRgH.
meep.
meep
I got a crap mark for the presentation. GAH. 8.5/10
and at the meeting today he said "quite bluntly I don't think you know enough...not that it's your fault....because the topic is so big"
but I have the idea that it is. Because honestly, the information is out there. And I'm just not good enough to find it.
however, he did also say that he thought he was only getting bits of info. from my presentation - because I wanted to stay within the 10min mark! sheeeesh. he understood that but still gave me 8.5. *sighs*
and there's SO MUCH SHIT to do!!!!!! bleargh. Must finish other essay 1st, start on issues essay before beginning this one much sooner than planned. Otherwise NOTHING is going to get done.
Am I being too hard on myself? I don't think so. I think I'm just lazy.
*waves hands around*
man. Times like this, I really don't want a job.
wtf
EDIT: IT'S A VIRUS.
friend says:hey
he says:its you!
he says:http://imperialhost.net/pictures/gallery.php?email=
(myemail)@hotmail.comme::?????
me:someone suspended the page
me: what was it?
(FRIEND HAS DROPPED OFFLINE)
WHAT WAS IT!!!!!!!!!
PICTURES + MY EMAIL = NOT GOOD!
whinge post
yeah yeah. you want me to shut up, you go somewhere else.
I've had the shittiest day in a long time.
I still have no idea where to go with this advanced shit of mine.
It's kinda tough to present something when you don't know what you're presenting.
Listening to: Elvis Costello and Burt Bacharach - This House Is Empty Now (but I don't hear Burt!)
I just had a 1.5 hour presentation on Laundry. It was both amusing and tragic at the same time. How anyone can be so passionate about LAUNDRY confounds me.
there's a little man in my tummy
and he's roughly the size of soccer ball.
he's also kicking like there's a soccer ball in there.
but you didn't need to know that now did you.
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Occupation: Part-time student, part-time procrastinator, full-time juggler
I realise more and more that I am not addicted to work (although some will say I am), but I'm addicted to juggling.
The way I heap things onto my packed schedules, trying to fit everyone and everything in. I want to study, I want to work, I want to keep a social life. And in between all that I want time on my own.
Plenty of people do it and do it surpassingly well. In fact, I suspect my course is populated by a legion of excellent multi-taskers. Most of us are full-time students, some with full-time jobs. Many with part-time jobs.
People flit from Sydney and back in a day, then drive up to the country for the weekend, all the while managing their deadlines for school. Some manage long hours in the lab after work, meet for group meetings over lunchbreaks, and then go home to the wife and kids.
But I've come to realise there is multi-tasking, and then there is multi-tasking.
And I seem to be an avid follower of multi-tasking so much that I'm heaping onto my already full plate that it's a balancing act to try and keep it all on.
But there's so little time and so much to do! and I really want to go to Sydney for the weekend so that I can get the experience and the contacts.
AND since I've got a dinner date with old friends on Fri (when I originally intended to leave) and it is cheaper to fly on Saturday, why not fit dinner on Friday, fly Saturday and be back Tuesday late afternoon, which gives me a few hours to prepare for class on Wednesday, a presentation on Thursday (which I intend to finish tonight) and a paper for the Friday after? (and maybe squeeze in work on Saturday and Sunday)
And I should also ring my guardians to check what to get for Mother's Day. hmmm. to-do list.
melbourne
1. Where do you live in Melb?
Ferrari-land.
2. Where do you go to school in melbourne?
RMIT
3. Name your faves melbourne eat outs:
Veg - The Veggie Place, FGY Art Gallery
Gourmet - Yu-U, The King's St Jap Restaurant
Thai - Ying Thai 2, and another near Glenferrie
Turkish - Sydney Rd
Indian - BISMI!!!!
Fusion - ooohhh...lots of places.
Chips - hmm. The Stork Hotel
Mud Cake - Cafe Grecos
4. Name your faves coffee houses/lounges:
That green overgrown one off Gertrude at the beginning of Smith, St Jeromes, Alumbra, Greville St, St Kilda, Flinders Lane, Block Place, and one called the New York Tomato in Richmond that I'd never be able to find myself. Oh Oh. Musn't forget the commercial ones- Brunettis, Dominis (only because the Keanu waiter works there), Medallion, Welcome Stranger (for late late nights), Jet Lounge, Hairy Canary, anywhere with lots of cushions or chandeliers. (and good music)
5. Shopping hunts in Melb:
anywhere.
6. Things to do on (rare) hot days:
take cold showers, complain and turn off all electrical appliances. hang round in shopping centres, apply for refugee status with friends, go for a swim in preston, close all my windows and pull all my blinds, work. (free air-con)
7. Things to do on (most) cold days:
go out. and/or sleep in (I wish!)
8. What do u hate most about Melbourne?
mmmph. the dodgy psychos.
9. What do u love most about melbourne?
its soul. oh. and the weather. 4 seasons in one day is right up my (famous melbourne) alley.
10. If Melbourne can hear, what would you say?
I love you.
attack of the 50ft meme
attack of the 50 foot tall book meme!
bold means i've read it.
italic are the ones i've added
if you do this, add 3 of your own ( I keep missing books and highlighting ones I missed each time I scroll through. GOOD LUCK!)
001.The Lord of the Rings, JRR Tolkien
002. Pride and Prejudice, Jane Austen
003. His Dark Materials, Philip Pullman
004. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
005. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, JK Rowling
006. To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
007. Winnie the Pooh, AA Milne
008. 1984, George Orwell
009. The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, CS Lewis
010. Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte
011. Catch-22, Joseph Heller
012. Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte
013. Birdsong, Sebastian Faulks
014. Rebecca, Daphne du Maurier
015. The Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
016. The Wind in the Willows, Kenneth Grahame
017. Great Expectations, Charles Dickens
018. Little Women, Louisa May Alcott
019. Captain Corelli's Mandolin, Louis de Bernieres
020. War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy
021. Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
022. Harry Potter And The Sorcerer's Stone, JK Rowling
023. Harry Potter And The Chamber Of Secrets, JK Rowling
024. Harry Potter And The Prisoner Of Azkaban, JK Rowling
025. The Hobbit, JRR Tolkien
026. Tess Of The D'Urbervilles, Thomas Hardy
027. Middlemarch, George Eliot
028. A Prayer For Owen Meany, John Irving
029. The Grapes Of Wrath, John Steinbeck
030. Alice's Adventures In Wonderland, Lewis Carroll
031. The Story Of Tracy Beaker, Jacqueline Wilson
032. One Hundred Years Of Solitude, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
033. The Pillars Of The Earth, Ken Follett
034. David Copperfield, Charles Dickens
035. Charlie And The Chocolate Factory, Roald Dahl
036. Treasure Island, Robert Louis Stevenson
037. A Town Like Alice, Nevil Shute
038. Persuasion, Jane Austen
039. Dune, Frank Herbert
040. Emma, Jane Austen
041. Anne Of Green Gables, LM Montgomery
042. Watership Down, Richard Adams
043. The Great Gatsby, F Scott Fitzgerald
044. The Count Of Monte Cristo, Alexandre Dumas
045. Brideshead Revisited, Evelyn Waugh
046. Animal Farm, George Orwell
047. A Christmas Carol, Charles Dickens
048. Far From The Madding Crowd, Thomas Hardy
049. Goodnight Mister Tom, Michelle Magorian
050. The Shell Seekers, Rosamunde Pilcher
051. The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett
052. Of Mice And Men, John Steinbeck
053. The Stand, Stephen King
054. Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
055. A Suitable Boy, Vikram Seth
056. The BFG, Roald Dahl
057. Swallows And Amazons, Arthur Ransome
058. Black Beauty, Anna Sewell
059. Artemis Fowl, Eoin Colfer
060. Crime And Punishment, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
061. Noughts And Crosses, Malorie Blackman
062. Memoirs Of A Geisha, Arthur Golden
063. A Tale Of Two Cities, Charles Dickens
064. The Thorn Birds, Colleen McCollough
065. Mort, Terry Pratchett
066. The Magic Faraway Tree, Enid Blyton
067. The Magus, John Fowles
068. Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman
069. Guards! Guards!, Terry Pratchett
070. Lord Of The Flies, William Golding
071. Perfume, Patrick Susskind
072. The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists, Robert Tressell
073. Night Watch, Terry Pratchett
074. Matilda, Roald Dahl
075. Bridget Jones's Diary, Helen Fielding
076. The Secret History, Donna Tartt
077. The Woman In White, Wilkie Collins
078. Ulysses, James Joyce
079. Bleak House, Charles Dickens
080. Double Act, Jacqueline Wilson
081. The Twits, Roald Dahl
082. I Capture The Castle, Dodie Smith
083. Holes, Louis Sachar
084. Gormenghast, Mervyn Peake
085. The God Of Small Things, Arundhati Roy
086. Vicky Angel, Jacqueline Wilson
087. Brave New World, Aldous Huxley
088. Cold Comfort Farm, Stella Gibbons
089. Magician, Raymond E Feist
090. On The Road, Jack Kerouac
091. The Godfather, Mario Puzo
092. The Clan Of The Cave Bear, Jean M Auel
093. The Colour Of Magic, Terry Pratchett
094. The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
095. Katherine, Anya Seton
096. Kane And Abel, Jeffrey Archer
097. Love In The Time Of Cholera, Gabriel Garcia Marquez
098. Girls In Love, Jacqueline Wilson
099. The Princess Diaries, Meg Cabot
100. Midnight's Children, Salman Rushdie
101. Three Men In A Boat, Jerome K. Jerome
102. Small Gods, Terry Pratchett
103. The Beach, Alex Garland
104. Dracula, Bram Stoker
105. Point Blanc, Anthony Horowitz
106. The Pickwick Papers, Charles Dickens
107. Stormbreaker, Anthony Horowitz
108. The Wasp Factory, Iain Banks
109. The Day Of The Jackal, Frederick Forsyth
110. The Illustrated Mum, Jacqueline Wilson
111. Jude The Obscure, Thomas Hardy
112. The Secret Diary Of Adrian Mole Aged 13 1/2, Sue Townsend
113. The Cruel Sea, Nicholas Monsarrat
114. Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
115. The Mayor Of Casterbridge, Thomas Hardy
116. The Dare Game, Jacqueline Wilson
117. Bad Girls, Jacqueline Wilson
118. The Picture Of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde
119. Shogun, James Clavell
120. The Day Of The Triffids, John Wyndham
121. Lola Rose, Jacqueline Wilson
122. Vanity Fair, William Makepeace Thackeray
123. The Forsyte Saga, John Galsworthy
124. House Of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski
125. The Poisonwood Bible, Barbara Kingsolver
126. Reaper Man, Terry Pratchett
127. Angus, Thongs And Full-Frontal Snogging, Louise Rennison
128. The Hound Of The Baskervilles, Arthur Conan Doyle
129. Possession, A. S. Byatt
130. The Master And Margarita, Mikhail Bulgakov
131. The Handmaid's Tale, Margaret Atwood
132. Danny The Champion Of The World, Roald Dahl
133. East Of Eden, John Steinbeck
134. George's Marvellous Medicine, Roald Dahl
135. Wyrd Sisters, Terry Pratchett
136. The Color Purple, Alice Walker
137. Hogfather, Terry Pratchett
138. The Thirty-Nine Steps, John Buchan
139. Girls In Tears, Jacqueline Wilson
140. Sleepovers, Jacqueline Wilson
141. All Quiet On The Western Front, Erich Maria Remarque
142. Behind The Scenes At The Museum, Kate Atkinson
143. High Fidelity, Nick Hornby
144. It, Stephen King
145. James And The Giant Peach, Roald Dahl
146. The Green Mile, Stephen King
147. Papillon, Henri Charriere
148. Men At Arms, Terry Pratchett
149. Master And Commander, Patrick O'Brian
150. Skeleton Key, Anthony Horowitz
151. Soul Music, Terry Pratchett
152. Thief Of Time, Terry Pratchett
153. The Fifth Elephant, Terry Pratchett
154. Atonement, Ian McEwan
155. Secrets, Jacqueline Wilson
156. The Silver Sword, Ian Serraillier
157. One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest, Ken Kesey
158. Heart Of Darkness, Joseph Conrad
159. Kim, Rudyard Kipling
160. Cross Stitch, Diana Gabaldon (aka Outlander)
161. Moby Dick, Herman Melville
162. River God, Wilbur Smith
163. Sunset Song, Lewis Grassic Gibbon
164. The Shipping News, Annie Proulx
165. The World According To Garp, John Irving
166. Lorna Doone, R. D. Blackmore
167. Girls Out Late, Jacqueline Wilson
168. The Far Pavilions, M. M. Kaye
169. The Witches, Roald Dahl
170. Charlotte's Web, E. B. White
171. Frankenstein, Mary Shelley
172. They Used To Play On Grass, Terry Venables and Gordon Williams
173. The Old Man And The Sea, Ernest Hemingway
174. The Name Of The Rose, Umberto Eco
175. Sophie's World, Jostein Gaarder
176. Dustbin Baby, Jacqueline Wilson
177. Fantastic Mr. Fox, Roald Dahl
178. Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov
179. Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Richard Bach
180. The Little Prince, Antoine De Saint-Exupery
181. The Suitcase Kid, Jacqueline Wilson
182. Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens
183. The Power Of One, Bryce Courtenay
184. Silas Marner, George Eliot
185. American Psycho, Bret Easton Ellis
186. The Diary Of A Nobody, George and Weedon Gross-mith
187. Trainspotting, Irvine Welsh
188. Goosebumps, R. L. Stine
189. Heidi, Johanna Spyri
190. Sons And Lovers, D. H. Lawrence
191. The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera
192. Man And Boy, Tony Parsons
193. The Truth, Terry Pratchett
194. The War Of The Worlds, H. G. Wells
195. The Horse Whisperer, Nicholas Evans
196. A Fine Balance, Rohinton Mistry
197. Witches Abroad, Terry Pratchett
198. The Once And Future King, T. H. White
199. The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Eric Carle
200. Flowers In The Attic, Virginia Andrews
201. The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien
202. The Eye of the World, Robert Jordan
203. The Great Hunt, Robert Jordan
204. The Dragon Reborn, Robert Jordan
205. Fires of Heaven, Robert Jordan
206. Lord of Chaos, Robert Jordan
207. Winter's Heart, Robert Jordan
208. A Crown of Swords, Robert Jordan
209. Crossroads of Twilight, Robert Jordan
210. A Path of Daggers, Robert Jordan
211. As Nature Made Him, John Colapinto
212. Microserfs, Douglas Coupland
213. The Married Man, Edmund White
214. Winter's Tale, Mark Helprin
215. The History of Sexuality, Michel Foucault
216. Cry to Heaven, Anne Rice
217. Same-Sex Unions in Premodern Europe, John Boswell
218. Equus, Peter Shaffer
219. The Man Who Ate Everything, Jeffrey Steingarten
220. Letters To A Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke
221. Ella Minnow Pea, Mark Dunn
222. The Vampire Lestat, Anne Rice
223. Anthem, Ayn Rand
224. The Bridge To Terabithia, Katherine Paterson
225. Tartuffe, Moliere
226. The Metamorphosis, Franz Kafka
227. The Crucible, Arthur Miller
228. The Trial, Franz Kafka
229. Oedipus Rex, Sophocles
230. Oedipus at Colonus, Sophocles
231. Death Be Not Proud, John Gunther
232. A Doll's House, Henrik Ibsen
233. Hedda Gabler, Henrik Ibsen
234. Ethan Frome, Edith Wharton
235. A Raisin In The Sun, Lorraine Hansberry
236. ALIVE!, Piers Paul Read
237. Grapefruit, Yoko Ono
238. Trickster Makes This World, Lewis Hyde
240. The Mists of Avalon, Marion Zimmer Bradley
241. Chronicles of Thomas Convenant, Unbeliever, Stephen Donaldson
242. Lord of Light, Roger Zelazny
242. The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay, Michael Chabon
243. Summerland, Michael Chabon
244. A Confederacy of Dunces, John Kennedy Toole
245. Candide, Voltaire
246. The Wonderful Story of Henry Sugar and Six More, Roald Dahl
247. Ringworld, Larry Niven
248. The King Must Die, Mary Renault
249. Stranger in a Strange Land, Robert Heinlein
250. A Wrinkle in Time, Madeline L'Engle
251. The Eyre Affair, Jasper Fforde
252. The House Of The Seven Gables, Nathaniel Hawthorne
253. The Scarlet Letter, Nathaniel Hawthorne
254. The Joy Luck Club, Amy Tan
255. The Great Gilly Hopkins, Katherine Paterson
256. Chocolate Fever, Robert Kimmel Smith
257. Xanth: The Quest for Magic, Piers Anthony
258. The Lost Princess of Oz, L. Frank Baum
259. Wonder Boys, Michael Chabon
260. Lost In A Good Book, Jasper Fforde
261. Well Of Lost Plots, Jasper Fforde
261. Life Of Pi, Yann Martel
263. The Bean Trees, Barbara Kingsolver
264. A Yellow Rraft In Blue Water, Michael Dorris
265. Little House on the Prairie, Laura Ingalls Wilder
267. Where The Red Fern Grows, Wilson Rawls
268. Griffin & Sabine, Nick Bantock
269. Witch of Black Bird Pond, Joyce Friedland
270. Mrs. Frisby And The Rats Of NIMH, Robert C. O'Brien
271. Tuck Everlasting, Natalie Babbitt
272. The Cay, Theodore Taylor
273. From The Mixed-Up Files Of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler, E.L. Konigsburg
274. The Phantom Tollbooth, Norton Jester
275. The Westing Game, Ellen Raskin
276. The Kitchen God's Wife, Amy Tan
277. The Bone Setter's Daughter, Amy Tan
278. Relic, Duglas Preston & Lincolon Child
279. Wicked, Gregory Maguire
280. American Gods, Neil Gaiman
281. Misty of Chincoteague, Marguerite Henry
282. The Girl Next Door, Jack Ketchum
283. Haunted, Judith St. George
284. Singularity, William Sleaton
285. A Short History of Nearly Everything, Bill Bryson
286. Different Seasons, Stephen King
287. Fight Club, Chuck Palahniuk
288. About a Boy, Nick Hornby
289. The Bookman's Wake, John Dunning
290. The Church of Dead Girls, Stephen Dobyns
291. Illusions, Richard Bach
292. Magic's Pawn, Mercedes Lackey
293. Magic's Promise, Mercedes Lackey
294. Magic's Price, Mercedes Lackey
295. The Dancing Wu Li Masters, Gary Zukav
296. Spirits of Flux and Anchor, Jack L. Chalker
297. Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice
298. The Encyclopedia of Unusual Sex Practices, Brenda Love
299. Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace
300. The Bluest Eye, Toni Morrison
301. The Cider House Rules, John Irving
302. Ender's Game, Orson Scott Card
303. Girlfriend in a Coma, Douglas Coupland
304. The Lion's Game, Nelson Demille
305. The Sun, The Moon, and the Stars, Stephen Brust
306. Cyteen, C. J. Cherryh
307. Foucault's Pendulum, Umberto Eco
308. Cryptonomicon, Neal Stephenson
309. Invisible Monsters, Chuck Palahniuk
310. Camber of Culdi, Kathryn Kurtz
311. The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand
312. War and Rememberance, Herman Wouk
313. The Art of War, Sun Tzu
314. The Giver, Lois Lowry
315. The Telling, Ursula Le Guin
316. Xenogenesis (or Lilith's Brood), Octavia Butler (Dawn, Adulthood Rites,
Imago)
317. A Civil Campaign, Lois McMaster Bujold
318. The Curse of Chalion, Lois McMaster Bujold
319. The Aeneid, Publius Vergilius Maro (Vergil)
320. Hanta Yo, Ruth Beebe Hill
321. The Princess Bride, S. Morganstern (or William Goldman)
322. Beowulf, Anonymous
323. The Sparrow, Maria Doria Russell
324. Deerskin, Robin McKinley
325. Dragonsong, Anne McCaffrey
326. Passage, Connie Willis
327. Otherland, Tad Williams
328. Tigana, Guy Gavriel Kay
329. Number the Stars, Lois Lowry
330. Beloved, Toni Morrison
331. Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal, Christopher
Moore
332. The mysterious disappearance of Leon, I mean Noel, Ellen Raskin
333. Summer Sisters, Judy Blume
334. The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Victor Hugo
335. The Island on Bird Street, Uri Orlev
336. Midnight in the Dollhouse, Marjorie Filley Stover
337. The Miracle Worker, William Gibson
338. The Genesis Code, John Case
339. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, Robert Louis Stevensen
340. Paradise Lost, John Milton
341. Phantom, Susan Kay
342. The Mummy or Ramses the Damned, Anne Rice
343. Anno Dracula, Kim Newman
344: The Dresden Files: Grave Peril, Jim Butcher
345: Tokyo Suckerpunch, Issac Adamson
346: The Winter of Magic's Return, Pamela Service
347: The Oddkins, Dean R. Koontz
348. My Name is Asher Lev, Chaim Potok
349. The Last Goodbye, Raymond Chandler
350. At Swim, Two Boys, Jaime O'Neill
351. Othello, by William Shakespeare
352. The Collected Poems of Dylan Thomas
353. The Collected Poems of William Butler Yeats
354. Sati, Christopher Pike
355. The Divine Comedy, Dante
356. The Apology, Plato
357. The Small Rain, Madeline L'Engle
358. The Man Who Tasted Shapes, Richard E Cytowick
359. 5 Novels, Daniel Pinkwater
360. The Sevenwaters Trilogy, Juliet Marillier
361. Girl with a Pearl Earring, Tracy Chevalier
362. To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf
363. Our Town, Thorton Wilder
364. Green Grass Running Water, Thomas King
335. The Interpreter, Suzanne Glass
336. The Moor's Last Sigh, Salman Rushdie
337. The Mother Tongue, Bill Bryson
338. A Passage to India, E.M. Forster
339. The Perks of Being a Wallflower, Stephen Chbosky
340. The Phantom of the Opera, Gaston Leroux
341. Pages for You, Sylvia Brownrigg
342. The Changeover, Margaret Mahy
343. Howl's Moving Castle, Diana Wynne Jones
344. Angels and Demons, Dan Brown
345. Johnny Got His Gun, Dalton Trumbo
346. Shosha, Isaac Bashevis Singer
347. Travels With Charley, John Steinbeck
348. The Diving-bell and the Butterfly by Jean-Dominique Bauby
349. The Lunatic at Large by J. Storer Clouston
350. Time for bed by David Baddiel
351. Barrayar by Lois McMaster Bujold
352. Quite Ugly One Morning by Christopher Brookmyre
353. The Bloody Sun by Marion Zimmer Bradley
354. Sewer, Gas, and Eletric by Matt Ruff
355. Jhereg by Steven Brust
356. So You Want To Be A Wizard by Diane Duane
357. Perdido Street Station, China Mieville
358. The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, Anne Bronte
359. Road-side Dog, Czeslaw Milosz
360. The English Patient, Michael Ondaatje
361. Neuromancer, William Gibson
362. The Epistemology of the Closet, Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick
363. A Canticle for Liebowitz, Walter M. Miller, Jr
364. The Mask of Apollo, Mary Renault
365. The Gunslinger, Stephen King
366. Romeo and Juliet, William Shakespeare
367. Childhood's End, Arthur C. Clarke
368. A Season of Mists, Neil Gaiman
369. Ivanhoe, Walter Scott
370. The God Boy, Ian Cross
371. The Beekeeper's Apprentice, Laurie R. King
372. Finn Family Moomintroll, Tove Jansson
373. Stormbringer, Michael Moorcock
374. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, Philip K. Dick
375. Assassin's Apprentice, Robin Hobb
376. number9dream, David Mitchell
377. A Game of Thrones, George R. R. Martin
378. Five Quarters of the Orange, Joanne Harris
379. Darkness at Noon, Arthur Koestler
380. Einstein's Dreams, Alan Lightman
381. Dance On My Grave, Aidan Chambers
382. Left Hand of Darkness, Ursula Leguin
383. Hyperion, Dan Simmons
384. Martian Chronicles, Ray Bradbury
385. Checkmate, Dorothy Dunnett
386. To Say Nothing of the Dog, Connie Willis
387. A Clash of Kings, George RR Martin
388. The Egyptian, Mika Waltari
389. Moab Is My Washpot, Stephen Fry
390. Contact, Carl Sagan
391. Mythago Wood, Robert Holdstock
392. Feersum Endjinn, Iain M. Banks
393. The Golden, Lucius Shepard
394. Decameron, Boccaccio
395. Birdy, William Wharton
396. The Red Tent, Anita Diamant
397. The Foundation, Isaac Asimov
398. Il Principe, Machiavelli
399. Post Office, Charles Bukowski
400. Macht und Rebel, Abu Rasul
401. Grass, Sheri S. Tepper
402. The Long Walk, Richard Bachman
403. Neverwhere, Neil Gaiman
404. The Joy Of Work, Scott Adams
405. Romeo, Elise Title
406. The Ninth Gate, Arturo Perez-Reverte
407. Memnoch the Devil, Anne Rice
408. Dead Famous, Ben Elton
409. Scarlett, Alexandra Ripley
410. Dead Souls, Nikolai Gogol
411. Look to Windward, Iain M. Banks
412. The Colossus of Maroussi, Henry Miller
413. Branded, Alissa Quart
414. The Idiot, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
415. Dharma Bums, Jack Kerouac
416. White teeth, Zadie Smith
417. Under the bell jar, Sylvia Plath
418. The little prince of Belleville, Calixthe Beyala
419. Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert
420. A King Lear of the Steppes, Ivan Turgenev
421. The Brothers Karamazov, Fyodor Dostoyevsky
422. Memoirs of a Revolutionist, Peter Kropotkin
423. Hija de la Fortuna, Isabel Allende
424. Retrato en Sepia, Isabel Allende
425. Villette, Charlotte Brontë
426. Steppenwolf, Herman Hesse
427. Ubik, Philip K. Dick
428. Mein Kampf, Adolf Hitler
429. Solaris, Stanislaw Lem
430. The Sun Also Rises, Ernest Hemingway
431. Nausea, Jean Paul Sartre
432. The Island of the Day Before, Umberto Eco
433. The Elementary Particles, Michel Houellebecq
434. The Angel Of The West Window, Gustav Meyrink
435. A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway
436. Naked Lunch, William S. Burroughs
437. Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut
438. In the Eyes of Mr. Fury, Philip Ridley
439. Consider Phlebas, Iain M. Banks
440. Into the Forest, Jean Hegland
441. Middlesex -Jeffrey Eugenides
442. The Giving Tree -Shel Silverstein
443. Go Ask Alice -Anonymous
444. Waiting For Godot, Samuel Becket
445. Blankets, Craig Thompson
446. The Girls' Guide To Hunting And Fishing, Melissa Banks
447. Voice of the Fire, Alan Moore
448. The Geography of Nowhere, James Howard Kunstler
449. Coraline, Neil Gaiman
450. The Circus of Dr. Lao, Charles G. Finney
451. Jitterbug Perfume, Tom Robbins
452. John Lennon: The Lost Weekend, by May Pang and Henry Edwards
453. A Long Fatal Love Chase, Lousia May Alcott
454. Pygmalion, Bernard Shaw
455. Breakfast at Tiffany's, Trumate Capote
456. Skinny Legs And All, Tom Robbins
457. Written On The Body, Jeanette Winterson
458. An Equal Music, Vikram Seth
459. A Word Child, Iris Murdoch
460. Angels & Insects, A.S. Byatt
461. The Walking Drum, Louis L'Amour
462. Down and Out in Paris and London by George Orwell
463. A People's History of the United States by Howard Zinn
464. Palace Walk by Naguib Mahfou
465. Extremitites: Stories, Kathe Koja
466. Motherless Brooklyn, Jonathan Lethem
467. And The Ass Saw The Angel, Nick Cave
468. The Virgin Suicides – Jeffery Eugenedies
469. Oscar and Lucinda- Peter Carey
470. Angela’s Ashes- Frank McCourt
songs I didn't know I had
I've been on a hunt for
Bent ft. Zoe Johnston- Swollen for ages now, and I find it right at home in one of my absolute favourite CDs ever- MOS Chillout Sessions 2. As soon as Chillout Sessions 3 comes out I'm jumping all over it so fast it won't know it was even released yet.
Anyway, it's NOT the remix I want. It's amazing what a remix can do for a song. Word up to all the producers out there. The difference between mediocore and brilliant lies in the production.
(It's not like we need to try, but if you really want to sample some really different renditions of songs- all brilliant inceptions in these cases, though it doesn't mean I personally like all versions)
Here's a list:
Comfortably Numb- Pink Flloyd vs Scissor Sisters
Fell In Love with a Boy- White Stripes vs Joss Stone
Heaven- Bryan Adams vs DJ Sammy's Candleslight remix vs the normal remix
Hit Me Baby One More Time- Britney vs Travis vs the gajillion other acts
I Will Survive- Gloria Gaynor vs Cake
Fields of Gold- Etta James vs Sting
The enitre Moulin Rogue Soundtrack
Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit,
Sting's Roxanne Tango Style and
Madonna's Like A Virgin being the most notable.
In that order.Perhaps, Perhaps Perhaps- Julie London vs Nat King Cole vs Cake
I could go on, but that's just off the top of my head.
Not to mention all them R&B people, or remakes of Beatles and Frank Sinatra/Louis Armstrong songs.
Listening to: Zoe Johnston permeating my being with her alluring smoky-but-not-jazz-or-soul-ish siren-voice on Sunday Session with Weekender
heh heh heh
the reason why I love
suetalkstoomuch
right now ur feelin
* apathetic
because
* I'm in the middle of assignments
last thing you did before filling this out
* turned on my MOS Summer Chillout 2004 CD
because
* I was feeling sick of my mp3 collection.
the time you woke up today was
* can't remember.
because
* I have a horrible memory
the last thing you bought was
* soy milk
because
* I wanted to drink some
the last thing you did at school was
* sit in the computer lab
because
* I had work to do
the restaurant you hate most is
* L'Incontro
because
* it just plain sucks
the song you'd probably still like until the day you
die is?
* Fields of Gold by Sting
because
* it's a beautiful song
your plans for the weekend are
* obviously over
because
* it's 10.40pm on sunday night
the last time you got really frustrated was
* today
because
* I can't seem to do my work.
the last time you watched cartoons was
* when candice sent me some demented ones I really liked.
because
* she sent them to me
the last time you took a swim was
* too long ago
because
* it's too bloody far to find a 50m pool that doesn't make me wanna suffocate from airborne chlorine inhalation i.e. closest one is in Albert Park
the time you'll be sleeping today is
* no clue
because
* I must, I must, at least do SOME work
one thing that crossed your mind now
* I think I should skip to the next song. and that Rob Thomas' new songs rocks
because
* this song is getting on my nerves
yesterday I came home smelling of men's colonge.Of course, if the reality were the same as the insinuation, I'd never blog about it.
Nevertheless, it is rather strange to smell someone else's scent on you, especially if it is male, and you most certainly haven't been at "extremely close quarters". (unless you're the odd guy friend of mine who tends to transfer scent just by hugging...for some odd reason)
The reality was that I finally went to
the lab to catch up with all my pals, hugged way too many men who were way better dressed than I was and ended up with eau la male on me.
And I guess despite the recent rash of ex-stalkers and ex-admirers who pop up in the weirdest places at the weirdest times doing the weirdest things, I still enjoy some "decent" male attention. Does that making me an attention seeking whore? Maybe.
LISTENING TO: Michelle Branch's Hotel Paper album
yesterday I was a headless chicken
honestly, I felt like I was quietly going crazy. Like all I really wanted to do was go the King Kong/Incredible Hulk route and just go ballistic, jump up and down yelling and screaming waving my arms around. Possibly break a few cups and saucers (very theraputic, I should have just booked myself into one of those restaurants that lets you break plates to show your satisfaction with the meal)
Of course, while this would look pretty scary on anyone else, on a puny 5"2 midget it'd just look plain ridiculous.
So what did I do? Why, what all evil villans in movies do of course. Internalise.
Internalise, internalise, internalise. and in my head was the incredible hulk doing all my plate smashing for me.
and to top it all off, I didn't even do my presentation in the end coz everyone ran overtime.
dust and rust come out to play
dust and rust come out to play
upon a well lit autumn's day
twas no use sweeping it all under a rug
dust and rust come out in a tug.
fo shizzle mah nizzle
oh of all the random shit to learn at work. Tom2 "do you know what fo shizzle mah nizzle is defined as on urbandictionary.com?"
me: "too many meanings by people who know shit?"
tom2 "That is a prodigous idea my African-American brother"
me: "!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
moley moley moley mole!
I've had moles for as long as I remember. I have too many to count. Moles that are moles, moles that look more like freckles but I call moles anyway because they're placed too far apart.
Whoever has heard of one freckle?
And because I have so many, I kinda turn into a hypochondriac because of all those scary cancer council warnings that tell you to watch your moles for changes in colour and shape.
They have really strange criterion:
If your mole has irregular edges.....
I don't know about you, but I'd be disturbed if I saw perfectly round moles.
It doesn't help that one of my friends is now dying of incurable melanoma.
Whatever the case, I don't really have time to keep track of all....oh, couple of hundred moles I have. So I don't really bother. But I sat down today and noticed that one of my moles has turned black. I remember it being a dark brown, and always darker than the other adjacent to it but it seems to have gotten darker.
At the same time, I'm kinda embarrassed coz the last time I checked a mole out, (one of my rare poppy uppy ones, AND it was pussy at the time) it turned out to be normal.
HMMM.
update
Listening to: Centre Stage At Dizzy's.JazzPlayer plays the piano in every single one of the songs because he's a fixture at
Dizzy's. He'd been raving on about
Alison Wedding, saying he'd been recording at the
ABC studios, and well, I wanted to hear him play on record.
He's extremely talented I have to say, and Alison Wedding as every bit as good as he said she was.
Reading: American PsychoThis book traumatises me. And I haven't gotten halfway through it yet. I used to wonder why it was the only book I know of wrapped in plastic cello with an R-rating. Now I do.
I laughed off the warning at first. "The last time someone said that to me, I was underwhelmed" (I was referring to Irvine Welsh's Marabou Stork Nightmares). This is far worse.
I felt sick just reading it. and I honestly can't read more than a few chapters at a time because it's (as the friend who lent it to me said) "a harrowing experience".
Now, I really wanna see the movie.
Also, this has totally changed my mind about
Bret Easton Ellis. I hated Glamorama with a passion. I decided not to read Rules of Attraction. Maybe I will now.
Somehow, the fake plasticity of it all seems so much better in American Psycho.
ALSO READING: too many textbooks. my heaaaaad.....my heaaaaaad......my friggin heeaaaaaadddddddd........
I'm agnostic. really
but sometimes, I think spirituality, no matter in what way it's practised, helps ALOT.
Personally, I find that doing my version of a brain dump, or emotional dump, on something or someone who either
a) will listen and answer
b) doesn't really care but is there anyway and won't do anything to smite me into dust
c) will listen but deigns NOT to answer for GREATER REASONS
really lightens my soul by that much.
Since I popped into St. Fran on Easter Monday and the temple on Monday, I feel alot better. Like I kinda left it all at their door. It's not their shit to deal with, but I kinda left it in a pile at their feet which they can choose to ignore.
It makes me feel better about myself anyway. And in that way they've made me feel better.
Or maybe, someone upstairs really has blessed me.
Whatever it is, I feel grateful.
I've been selfish and self-absorbed for too long now, and all of a sudden, I've rediscovered all the things I'm grateful for.
It's one thing to say and know you should be grateful, and quite another to feel it.
and right now, I'm grateful for all I have.
For the many many too-many chances I've been given in life.
For my health, for the mere fact that I'm alive and I can enjoy it.
For all these years in Australia.
For so many many little things while I've been bogged down by shackles I've tied to myself in self-condemnation, that I've nonetheless been blessed with- most of all, loyal unwavering friends I can count on despite oceans apart, years of not speaking, or huge fights. (or house moving activities)
Is that a profoundly Buddhist/Hindu/Christian/Asian statement to make? Perhaps. Since it is the opposite of consumer material culture. That we are not happy about what we cannot have, but happy with what we do. Quizas.
Neil Gaiman once wrote in his version of hell that people condemn themselves. No one tells them they should go to hell but themselves. It's that feeling that they should go to hell that makes them go to hell.
Take that metaphorically or literally, it still makes so much sense.
erm, not really.
erm. ERM. ERRRRRRMYour dating personality profile:
Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
Adventurous - Just sitting around the house is not something that appeals to you. You love to be out trying new things and really experiencing life. | Your date match profile:
Liberal - You need a person who has liberal opinions and beliefs. You are engaged by political discussions and would find a liberal viewpoint refreshing in a date.
Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life.
Intellectual - You seek out intelligence. Idle chit-chat is not what you are after. You prefer your date who can stimulate your mind. |
Your Top Ten Traits
1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Adventurous
4. Sensual
5. Intellectual
6. Athletic
7. Stylish
8. Outgoing
9. Practical
10. Wealthy/Ambitious
| Your Top Ten Match Traits
1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Intellectual
4. Practical
5. Adventurous
6. Outgoing
7. Sensual
8. Athletic
9. Wealthy/Ambitious
10. Stylish
|
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OH HO. I am so much pickier than that.
so I did it again (and realised they have much more than 10 traits)
NOPE
Your dating personality profile:
Liberal - Politics matters to you, and you aren't afraid to share your left-leaning views. You would never be caught voting for a conservative candidate.
Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
Adventurous - Just sitting around the house is not something that appeals to you. You love to be out trying new things and really experiencing life. | Your date match profile:
Liberal - You need a person who has liberal opinions and beliefs. You are engaged by political discussions and would find a liberal viewpoint refreshing in a date.
Outgoing - Shy and timid people are not who you are after. You need someone with a vibrant personality to breathe life into a relationship.
Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life. |
Your Top Ten Traits
1. Liberal
2. Big-Hearted
3. Adventurous
4. Sensual
5. Athletic
6. Intellectual
7. Stylish
8. Outgoing
9. Practical
10. Wealthy/Ambitious
| Your Top Ten Match Traits
1. Liberal
2. Outgoing
3. Big-Hearted
4. Practical
5. Adventurous
6. Intellectual
7. Religious (!!!!!)
8. Sensual
9. Athletic
10. Wealthy/Ambitious
|
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I am so grateful for friends
MAN! I can't believe it!!!!
I love RenaissanceMan to itty bitty sqelchy welchy bits and smithereens.
He actually
FedEx-ed my
evil ads over to me.
FEDEX-ed. I don't mean that as in cultural reference
"express posted" my ads over, I mean,
FEDEX-ed. On a
fedex plane, with
fedex delivery people making you sign
fedex forms and if you're not there leaving lovely little messages twice a day
FEDEX.Just so I could get the evil ads in the quickest possible time. With his own money. and giving up his (much needed) sleep just so he could get to the post office asap ON A SATURDAY. (refer to recent post)gosh I love him.
AHHHHHHHHHHH. I'm so overcome. Thank you so much boy. You're the bestest and the coolest and the absolute sweetest. *grins*
friendster's got horoscopes!
It's FUNNY. I mean, MONEY MAKING SCHEMES. sheeshYou and Chalyz have smooth sailing ahead.That first step on a long and winding road could lead you two to someone's door -- someone special. This someone will bring all your past questing and questioning into sharp focus -- and could even provide some answers. Like Dorothy and her pals in 'The Wizard of Oz,' you two have been on a parallel quest for some things that you deem essential -- and like Dorothy, you are both very slooowly figuring out that all of them were available 'right in your own backyard.'
You and Gerri and Mabel can overcome any bumps on the road.There's just no denying it: You want it all, you want it now and, most of all, you want more. Excess doesn't even begin to describe the bacchanal you two are dreaming of. Well, pull the reins, partner, or that excess could turn wretched before you know it. One of you is going to have to act as the sensible, mature one and say no a few times. (Don't worry -- you can trade off so one of you doesn't have to be bad cop the entire time.) With a little restraint, all your glorious indulgence will be even more enjoyable. Really!
You and RenaissanceMan have smooth sailing ahead.There are more twists and turns to this situation than a Slinky -- and it's way more exciting. While everyone else involved is treating it as a life-and-death crisis (which it's not), you two view it more as a game of 'Clue,' which is much more on the money (not to mention much more fun). All this intrigue and mystery really is just a fun and larksome frolic. Plus, if you're able to keep things light, you'll both be able to neutralize the unnecessary drama of other people's reactions.
You and Alaia have smooth sailing ahead.
Sometimes, knowing when not to say something is a greater gift than having the right words. A judicious silence can communicate more than a torrent of the most eloquent words. Keep that in mind as you and a friend start discussing a topic that could quickly spiral out of control. Remember, you don't have to have an answer (or even a response) for everything; if a question comes up that's befuddling, just answer honestly, 'I don't know.' Attentive listening might be all your pal needs.
randoms
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HellI predominantly do not eat Chinese food at home. I eat peranakan, malay, indian, sri lanakan and burmese food. The only chinese thing we have as an extremely common occurence is soup. the rest, is not Chinese food as Aussies percieve it (not Szechuan, not Hong Kong, not funghii and herbal soups and wolfberries, not Taiwanese) Oh.
AND NOT "MALAYSIAN/SINGAPOREAN" that's not Chinese food either.3 is a Magic number is possibly the dumbest song ever written that's not for kids or euro-techno.
If you're pretending to shoot a guy with your fingers while saying "stud" and then claim you're not gay, chances are, no one will believe you.
*amused*
heh heh heh.
one of the DodgyBrothers (more specifically the one I was involved with) actually emailed me after I sent out a mass easter e-card.
WITH AN APOLOGY.oh well. the closest thing to an apology I suspect I'll ever get. It was a backhanded sort of thing.
Man.
heh heh heh.
I don't know if I believe half the shit he says though. Still. It amuses and pleases me that he actually remembers my "real" surname. despite my email address holding my "not-so-real" surname.
He claims this he claims that...and all I really wanna say is
you and your bro owe Gaurav $4000 so pay up.you heard me.
(I'm such a bitch)
maybe I will tell him that, whenever I get time to reply.
I went surfing round friendster
found a couple of friends whom I'm not sure remember me.
But who are so crazy, and leave the following testi(monial)s
INDIAN RHAPSODY
Naan, just killed a man
poppadom against his head
Had lime pickle now he's dead.
Naan, dinner's just begun
But now I'm gonna throw it all away.
Naan, ooh, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back from the loo by this time tomorrow
Curry on, curry on
Cause nothing really Madras.
Too late, my dinner's gone
Sends shivers down my spine
Bottom aching all the time
Goodbye onion bhaji,
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and use the loo.
Naan, ooh, ooh
This dopiaza is so mild
I sometimes wish we'd never come here at all.
[guitar solo]
I see a little chicken tikka on the side
Rogan Josh, Rogan Josh,
pass the chutney made of mango
Vindaloo does nicely
Very very spicy Meat!
Byriani (Byriani) Byriani (Byriani) Byriani and a naan (A vindaloo loo loo loo)
I've eaten balti,
somebody help me
He's eaten balti,
get him to the lavatory
Stand well back
'Case the loo is quarantined...
Here it comes
There it goes
Technicolor yawn
I chund
samsara, samsara
I just realised I spelt "multi-denominational"
multi-demonational.
Cute.
I think I'll leave it.
samsara
It occurred to me last night, while reading my international advertising textbook, that perhaps I am not as multi-denominational as I think I am.
I liked to believe that I was multi-demonational. That I couldn't care two hoots and that all religions, in my mind anyway, are the same. All treated with the same importance. And then I realised.
That I am in fact, a Buddhist and slightly Christian all-believer. Make that a Mahayana Buddhist and slightly Christian all-believer.
It was somewhere in my textbook that in order to know other cultures, you should start with your own, because everyone's viewpoint on the world is skewed by their own culture. That we are biased and make judgements on others from the vantage point of our own culture.
Duh.But I guess it took those words written down to make it occur to me.
I still maintain that all religions are equal, but I realise my thought processes are more Buddhist than I'd thought. (and maybe Karen-Burmese Christian. Who knows?)
I am an alley full of caterwauling cats, a litter of mewing kittens.
I stepped into the shower, and turned on the faucet.
Indulge. Says my bottle of shower gel.
So I did.
I let the water scald me, boiling hot water on a boiling hot day.
The hot vapour rising, the supposedly calming properties of neroli and ylang ylang permeating my skin.
Directly under the shower. The low rumble of water rushing past, but not into my ears.
Feeling the water slide down my hair, pulling it down.
I turned the water hotter.
Like somehow, all the feelings of selfishness and guilt and frustration would just bubble to the top, appear on my skin and slide away with the water, boiled and sanitised on contact.
Like somehow I could boil and santise myself against myself.
Like somehow, the low rumble of the water would become me. That water all around me, that breathing in hot vapour thick and almost solid would somehow make me become water. 2 molecules of hydrogen, 1 of oxygen.
Like somehow I would dissolve into a puddle and slide down the drain.
It didn't happen.
and all the while, Nat King Cole sings to me Quizas, Quizas, Quizas.
LAST
LAST NAME: C
LAST HAIRCUT: too long ago
LAST PIERCE/TATTOO: last february
LAST CRY: can't remember
LAST SWEAR: my email to RenaissanceMan
LAST SONG HEARD: The Suns - Let's Make Love
LAST WATCHED TV SHOW: Rage. This morning
LAST WEBSITE: mail.yahoo.com
LAST YELL: Last night. At The Suns. Yelled way too much.
LAST MOVIE: the aviator
LAST MISSED CALL: Nathan(not listed because he has a private number)/Anika
LAST RECEIVED CALL: Fabian
LAST NUMBER DIALED: Candice
LAST SMS SENT: Pat
LAST SMS RECEIVED: Ronald
LAST BATH: last night
LAST FIST FIGHT: *blank* high school?
LAST ACHIEVEMENT: doing my laundry.
LAST SMILE: this morning. Looking at RenaissanceMan's pageant pics
LAST TIME U WERE SCOLDED BY UR FOLKS: uh. no idea. The last big one was prolly in January
LAST HARD-LAUGH: (see last smile)
LAST TIME U FELT SICK: now. can't seem to shake this cold!
LAST EXERCISE: last night. Hip Hop class
LAST TIME U HAD UR HEART BROKEN: that all depends on the definition. If it could be as trivial as every time I hear Damien Rice sing the Blower's Daughter? Last night. When I was monotoning/murdering a verse or two of it on the tram.
LAST PERSON U MISSED: Joanna Wa. Because she finally surfaces to send me an email. I haven't spoken to her in 3 years.
LAST PERSON U FELL IN LOVE WITH: Pat.
LAST FOOD U ATE: coffee. and don't tell me that's not food. It's an entire food group on its own.
LAST DRINK: water
LAST THING U BOUGHT: Groceries from the IGA beside my place
LAST CD U BOUGHT: hmm. Joss Stone's new album, Lamb's Best of. and I've just put in an order for Rory's jazz CD (his 1st release!) and Oi Va Voi's Laughter Through Tears
LAST TIME U RENTED A VCD/CD: does renting from Candice count? Last week.
LAST TIME U BOUGHT A VCD/DVD: ooh. a month ago. Before Sunrise/Before Sunset
LAST TAKEN PHOTO OF URSELF: Last night. It was ugerlee.
LAST MALL U WENT TO: Melbourne Central. To wait for a tram
LAST TIME U TRIPPED AND FELL: Last night. Well not tripped. But I hit my head on the tram pole. That has to count.
LAST TIME U BROKE A GLASS: nyahahahahahahha. erm. 2 weeks ago? Some customer decided to turn around and hit the glass out of the wooden board I was using.
LAST TIME U PRAYED: Easter Monday.
LAST PLACE U WENT TO: The Espy
LAST SAID ONLINE: ciao.
LAST TIME U GOT ANGRY: I don't get angry very often.
LAST PERSON(s) U WENT OUT WITH: Candice, Amy, Sabrina, Rasman, Ben and Freddy. To The Suns!
talking talking talking
will it ever stop?
I spent over 2 hours on the phone to RenaissanceMan, yakking away like old times. It seems that though he's still the same old nice boy I knew, he's growing quite a bad boy attitude and becoming quite reckless and callous- not that I'm saying it's no good.
Knowing him, I know this is just him breaking free, going to the other extreme before he decides on his medium. I have too much faith in him sometimes. You could almost call it blind. But along with the fab 5, he is someone I trust with my life.
Actually, I rang him because he was in the process of saving my life: sending over some 10MB worth of ads from
Lush FM via express post. He's driving all the way to the TV station (which is in the middle of woop woop) making arrangements to pick it up, picking it up, sending it off, and only charging me when I come home in the extremely shadowy future.
All for a presentation I have in a week.
I love talking to him. But I really have talked too much.
Then Butterball called demanding to know why I dropped the MSN conversation with him quite literally mid-sentence. (I couldn't leave RenaissanceMan waiting by the phone for some crazy chick over 1000km away, especially when he's the one doing me the favour)
Spoke to him for 20min "finishing my sentence" and then realising that at 1.30am, it's way too late to try to study...when you woke up at 6.30 and you have to wake up at 8.30 tomorrow.
blahblahblah.
