Friday, November 9, 2001 03:46 p.m.
Pitas was down yesterday, so I couldn't get here to make an amusiing comment on life. Of course, you people couldn't get here either, so what am I worried about?
Tomorrow my pals and I are going Christmas shopping together for each other. It makes more sense than you might think. Everyone puts $7.50 for each person, so that we all pay $30 and end up with a $30 present. My personal favourite part is that we get to choose our present. For some reason it was decided that everyone is getting CDs. For me it's a toss up between "The Velvet Goldmine" soundtrack, one of the Placebo CDs, or a replacement 2BA Master. I'll have to think about it.
I finally downloaded some Placebo mp3s. Now I have a real reason to like Brian: Most of his songs are fantastic! His voice is starngely hypnotic... I also found Spectacular Spectacular and The Show Must Go On from "Moulin Rouge" which aren't on the CD, so I feel really happy now!
Diet Coke is tasty. The End.
Tuesday, November 6, 2001 08:54 p.m.
I lost the Melbourne Cup, as much as anyone can lose. My horse came last. That shows you what happens when horses are involved in...stuff. Stupid horse.
I got "The Velvet Goldmine" again. Laugh if you want, but I hadn't seen it in a few weeks, and I was starting to miss it. It really is the greatest movie that has been released on Video.
I heard that Kieran's going out with some girl from the evil BATS clone. Good for him. The End.
Monday, November 5, 2001 09:24 p.m.
The Melbourne Cup is tomorrow. It always reminds me of Stella Maris. I just can't figure out why...
I've been having drawing fun ove the last week. Last night I was finally able to draw something that looked more malethan female. It still turned out kind of girly, though. Low and behold, I have Brian Molko! Here it is, badly scanned as it may be:
It's very purple, because that was the only pen I had to draw with. Everyone who's seen this picture is now afraid of me. Oh well, they can just get over it.
Drawing is fun and fabulous. The End.
Monday, November 5, 2001 09:33 p.m.
Oh, what an exciting weekend I've had. On Friday night I had to go to the school awards night, because I'm so damn smart that I got a bronze academic award. Unfortunately, this meant I had to walk across a stage by myself and shake someone's hand, and everyone knows (well, I do) how nervous I get in front of large crowds of people looking desperately for any reason to laugh at me...
Yesterday Nicky had her birthday party. It was some pretty good fun, yo. Of course, I looked terrible, not like my other fancy pals, but luckily there was no one there to judge, anyway. Although I think that Rachel thinks that I like Ian. Yeah, that's really not related to Nicky's party.
I'm really getting back into the Poke'-zone. Now that I'm watching it almost very day again, I don't know how I did without it for so long. If only I could find my CD again. Now all I can think about is Team Rocket, and I'm still such the obsessive Rocketshipper. "Together forever, no matter how long. Now until the end of time..."
I found out the best news today! My sister Anna went to the Waifs' (this totally funtastic folk band) website today, and they're going to Woodford this year! They've missed the last two years too, so everything is even more super! And Women in Docs are going this year too, and Kristina Olsen is meant to be. So if everything goes as is planned right now, this could turn out to be the greatest Woodford ever, musically.
Praise all those monkeys, and their God-forsaken funky reunion. The End.
Wednesday, October 31, 2001 10:59 p.m.
I am never changing anything about this page ever again. It has taken me an hour and a half to fix everything, after changing the pretty picture at the top of the page went so very wrong. I didn't realise setting a font colour for only one section was so difficult! Next time I'll just leave it the way it is. You better be greatful...
Wednesday, October 31, 2001 07:10 p.m.
Happy Halloween! I'm not doing and anything this year for Halloween. Just sending out the good vibes. It's been fucking hot for the last two days. SO hot that I...have to go...now...*faint*.
I do have a new quote of the week, though! The End.
Monday, October 29, 2001 11:31 a.m.
I'm changing the layout of this page the next time I archive, and I can't wait. The colours will probably stay the same, but I've got a great banner-type picture for the top of the page. It's not even just Brian this time. There's fun for everyone!
Many a year ago (read:two years ago) I found this very funny image someone created.
Now, you won't get it if you don't know what hentai is, or who Tai is, and you really won't get it if you don't know what a hen is. Find out. You'll be laughing too, I promise.
I would like to now post an official thank you my lovelies, my friends from The Team Rocket Torture Chamber BB, 1999-2000. I haven't forgotten you, and really miss you...
I feel like chicken tonight. The End.
Friday, October 26, 2001 08:27 p.m.
I finally found out who Greg Proops is. As it turns out, I'vee been watching him on "Who's Line is it Anyway?" for the last few months. Thanks for finally mentioning that cute but much older than me guy's name, people.
Time for baseball. The End.
Thursday, October 25, 2001 05:30 p.m.
I've been mildly sick for the last two days. Sick enough to stay home from school yesterday and to go home early today, anyway. Right now I feel like I drank bad milk. I don't really know what's up with that.
To tell you the truth, I did feel sick when I left school early today, but I actually went to the sick room because I couldn't find my SOR class, and freaked out because walking into class late by myself is so embarrasing. Of course, nobody knows that this is the real reason I felt so sick. Hopefully it'll stay that way.
I just did some more of those quizs that can be found across the net (and up and down it). Apparently I am 65% goth (pretty impressive!) and 27% geek (and they didn't even mention Doctor Who). Find out about yourself here!
I'm hungry. The End
Tuesday, October 23, 2001 10:36 a.m.
These school computers really suck. But that's going to happen when they've been here for five years, and were then already three years old. I hate this place, it kinda makes me want to burn things. computer shaped things. The End.
Monday, October 22, 2001 10:50 p.m.
Look at the bottom of the column o' fun, nd you'll see the fun cliques and fanlistings I joined. Actually, I haven't been accepted in any of them yet, but oh, how I really am hoping.
I just watched "The Secret Life of Us". I can so relate. The End.
Monday, October 22, 2001 02:50 p.m.
I slept over at Nicky's house last night with Rachel and Candice. I fell asleep first. I didn't even see a whole movie. I feel like a retard.
My aunt is gone, to Brisbane first, then back to England on Friday. I'd do anything to go with her. Australia sux. Sux hard... The End.
Saturday, October 20, 2001 08:59p.m.
You know what really sux? I just spent half an hour writing a new entry for this bloody thing, and then the page shut itself down before I could post it. You know, I'm so upset that I can barely be bothered writing some kind of replacement, but I will. Because that's how much of a life I have.
Anyway, about two hours ago I called Channel V, and they actually put me on the air. I requested "Pure Morning" by Placebo. I was nervous as hell. I made an ass of myself. Thank you very much.
I also found this funny quiz. A very, very funny quiz. Go here to the Crazy Quiz!
Thankyou for your time. The End.
Friday, October 19, 2001 09:12 p.m.
Happy Siena Day, everyone, and a happy long weekend to you, too! Today I got sunburnt, and hardly anyone came to school. And I was bored. I went to Candice's after school, because as everyone's special friend it is my Dad's duty to always help pack the shit up. Like Bridgette, except that instead of missing out on school to help he stays at school for longer than everyone else. Well done, and good luck with that.
As I can't be bothered writing lots of sentences right now, here's my day in a numbered list, up to now:
1. Wake up; realise I'm meant to leave for the Happiness Academy in twenty minutes.
2.Attempt dressing; realise that the pants I want to wear are in Dad's car; have to wear old shorts until he arrives.
3. Watch Chennel V; suffer through that frightening new Brittany Spears song, but as Androgyny plays straight after it the pain is dulled..a little.
4. Zoom, zoom, zoom off to school; have the terrible Brittany Spears song stuck in my head, but only the "I'm a slaaaaave..." part.
5. Find Candice; realise our "friends" have abandoned us in the hell hole; wait, no, Bridgette! Over ther! Yay.
6. Watch the special Evil Red Box Man liturgy; am strangely attracted to the year ten boy dressed as a priest; cry as Katherine sings; start to wish once again again that I was dead. "Open my eyes looooord..."
7. Watch Red Faces; they're really not as funny as last year; I did like the one with the rubics cube, though.
8. Tabloid sports; bad sunburn; no sporting ability what-so-ever; very bitter.
9. Lunch; good pizza; better Diet Coke.
10. Watch palio, cheer too loudly; lose races and trophy; come last.
11. Walk to Candice's house with her, Jemma and Kieran; Get wet with hose; Dad picked me up and we zoom, zoom, zoom back home.
12. Watch Channel V. No good songs, but do see the film clip for "Zombie" by the Cranberries. You know, I haven't seen that before.
13. Nothing. The End.
Wednesday, October 17, 2001 07:50 p.m.
It was raining today. I love rain. I wish it would rain forever, and then we could all swim.
Androgyny, that new Garbage song is fantastic! The End.
Tuesday, October 16, 2001 09:11 p.m.
I would like to apologise to all those whose fragile worlds I disrupted by forgetting to add my usual closing "The End" on the last two entries here. Sorry guys. I got caught up in the excitement of actually getting an image to appear. Which I've now done at the top of the page, by the way. Please don't complain about it's blurriness, next time the picture can start off big, so that I don't have to resize it so much.
Why is every computer in the world slow at the moment? Or at least, the ones I'm using are. Slow and sucky. I guess I just want everything to be fast, fast, fast. Super fast. No, I don't know where I'm going with this. Please don't ask me again.
Siena Day on Friday, and a disco on Thursday. Let's get funky, my monkeys. The End.
Tuesday, October 16, 2001 09:39 a.m.
It worked! Yay! Celebrate good times, come on! You wouldn't believe how long I've been trying to do that for. Now I just need to figure out how to make it big and at the top of the page without making it a weird shape, and that could be difficult.
Is there anyone still reading this? If there is, God give me a sign! Or you know, whatever. My arm hurts because I've been leaning against this desk for too long 0_o.
I still love Brian Molko... as the picture shows.
Tuesday, October 16, 2001 09:32 a.m.
I tried to get in here all day yesterday to write. It didn't work, obviously. I'm still trying to get a certain picture to work, and I'm getting closer... Here's an attempt now:
I hope that worked, but how much do you want to bet that it didn't?
Monday, October 15, 2001 03:04 a.m.
I just finished my SOR assignment. I have to wake up in three-and-a-half hours to get ready for school. I wish I was dead. But on a happier note I made the most lovely little picture for the top of this page. All I need now is to convince Dad to upload it onto his server and let me use it from there... It's of lovely Brian, by the way, after he cut off all of his lovely girly hair. Mmm, so pretty...
Sunday, October 14, 2001 11:45 a.m.
Look what I won!
Sunday, October 14, 2001 03:20 p.m.
Beau was playing the butt slap game this morning (Rachel and I slept over at Candice's house, you see), and I was having lots of fun with that. A little too much fun, and I just don't know why. Maybe it's a fetish of mine that I just didn't know about yet. I'll have to wait and see.
Just to make sure my new specially-for-this-page email address is working, everyone is now invited to send the stupidest message they can possibly think of to said address. The most fantastic (in either a good or a bad way) will be put somewhere around here, where everyone can gaze at it in wonder. Wonder!
I have a SOR (Study of all things religious and holy) due tomorrow, and I haven't started. But who gives a shit, right? Not me, oh no sirree. Just like I don't care about anything, or anyone.
I've been thinking over the last few days how stupid it is to edit this page so that I don't hurt anyone's feelings. This is meant to be some sort of diary, after all... So anyway, I'm getting this feeling that Kieran's whole "temptation" spiel is just him trying to be nice and not make me feel bad. Because I know I'm as ugly as hell. Next time maybe try something a little more believable. Just a suggestion.
This is fucked up shit right here. The End.
