Saturday, October 13, 2001 04:27 p.m.
I just got back from shopping at the Sunshine Plaza. For the first time ever I put something on lay-buy (a $77 skirt, just in case you care), but I later realised I'll never be able to pay it off. I got a Ewan McGregor book too, for $2.95. That's pretty good, man.
I had a large bit of fun last night. Bored and alone, I tried out some Brian Molko-style makeup. It was scary when I realised just how much I look like him. That's really what made me decide that I wanted to be a rock star yesterday. Speaking of Brian Molko, I found all three of Placebo's CDs at HMV, but both of the ones I want cost over $30. Ninety-five cents over. And that's just toooooo much. In other CD news, I can order "The Velvet Goldmine" soundtrack on Monday from Sanity. And that's a good thing.
The Harry Potter movie is coming out on November 29. That makes me feel so jiggy. The End.
Friday, October 12, 2001 07:48 p.m.
I think it just might be time to party like it's 1999. Actually, that was just my thrilling way of leading into the news that I have a new email address, created especially for people to send stuff to me about the fucked up shit your reading right now. Got complaints? Of course you do! So just send them to woah_intense@hotmail.com. Can you believe that it wasn't taken? Yay.
I've decided what I wanna do after I age one more year. I really can't say "when I grow up" any more, can I? After all, I'm supposed to have already done that, over the last sixteen years. It's a shame things didn't work out that way... Anyway, as I was saying, I've decided that I want to be a rock star with an interesting but fake persona. Right now I'm looking for someone with music skills so that they can mould me into someone with a desirable image. They also need to boss me around so that I don't have think for myself. Can anyone out there help me? I'm sure I have some kind of skill that you could exploit.
Does anyone else get the feeling they've already wasted their life? Because I have that feeling right now. My life is wasted because I never got to do the girly thing and learn like so many other people did; my life is wasted because it's too late for me to do gymnastics, which I always loved; my life is wasted because I waited to long to get a job and now I'll be stuck in this fucking country forever. But what am I gonna do? Nothing, and that's the problem.
I was gonna add a bit about how all you O'Sullivan's are moving to Brisbane right here, but I just can't make myself care enough to bother. What I mean is I really don't care for writing anymore right now. The End.
Thursday, October 11, 2001 09:11 p.m.
I found out today that Brian Molko is a sexually perverse bi-sexual. Is it wrong that I'm even more attracted to him now? Please...tell me it's wrong...
Wednesday, October 10, 2001 07:21 p.m.
The link to the very special picture of Mulder and Krycek isn't working right now, but it's not my fault. The site just doesn't seem to be working right now.
Wednesday, October 10, 2001 02:30 p.m.
I'm writing this at school (A Block if you must know). I've never done that before, so I'm feeling pretty special right about now. I'm currently thinking about someone naked, but I'm not saying who it is. One clue: They're male.
My chicken was found dead this morning. When I think about that I feel less special. I'm glad that I didn't have her with me anymore, actually, because at least now I don't have to see her dead. Please send your condolences to the usual place.
Don't you hate it when the theme song from a little-known eighties cartoon is stuck in your head? The End.
Tuesday, October 9, 2001 09:52 p.m.
I found one!!! Go here, everybody.
Tuesday, October 9, 2001 09:29 p.m.
I've just spent the last three hours searching for good pictures of Krycek. I found some, but couldn't find one single picture of him kissing Mulder from "Red and the Black", and that really pissed me off. Oh well, at least I found screen caps of the death-of-CSM scene. So I just laughed at those for awhile while I tried to get over my disappointment.
I was also looking for pictures of my other special friends (as the people whom I worship/am obsessed with are usually refered to), and came across a picture of Ewan and Christian Bale in "The Velvet Goldmine", right when Ewan has the best expression on his face ever! I'd put the picture here, but I don't have a server to upload it to, and I hear that people don't like it when you use theirs. So you'll just have to imagine it yourself.
My hair curls outwards in a very weird way now. Anna thought I got a perm. I told her, that no I didn't, I got a haircut and she was there.
Everyone is so stupid. The End.
Monday, October 8, 2001 04:35 p.m.
My new hair sux. Most of my time at school is spent finding new and interesting ways to fade into the back ground, so of course I had to do something that draws attention to me. God dammit, stop looking at me! Augh!!!
Anyway, the first day of school was as bad as I thought it would be. Worse, actually, because I didn't actually think that I would fail last term's Chemistry exam. Is a C that much to ask for? Obviously. But I'm in even more pain over the fact that I have Mr Flynn for the English book. Isn't it enough that he's my regular (well, he's not regular...), English teacher? Fuck his stupid red box! You go to hell! You go to hell and you die! I'm OK, really.
I love Alex Krycek so very much right now. As I have said previously, I really don't care whether people think he has eyeliner on or not, it can only make him more beautiful. And when he kissed Mulder (but not in a mouth-to-mouth way) it was so good, because Krycek obviously wants Mulder so much.
Last week I found the funniest fan fic about Trey Parker and Matt Stone going to dinner with the boys of Savage Garden. If you don't like slash don't read it, but you're missing some shit funny stuff. Read it here. Yes, it's an Australian website. Yay Australia! Come on Aussie come on! I still call Australia home, etc. Anyway, it's funny.
Preparing myself for half-an-hour of MBTV X-Files recap re-reading, I was struck (in some way) by how much I agree with some people. This, by the way, is the recapper's view on the previouslies (I've cut out the boring parts, by the way:
Previously on The X-Files: Billy Miles went on a rampage, taking off people's heads and throwing Mulder through a glass wall; Krycek told everyone that Billy Miles was an "alien replicant" and "virtually unstoppable"; Krycek exposited that "they" want Scully's baby because it's "a miracle"; people on the forums wanted to have sex with Krycek because he's always sweaty; Mulder got Doggett to ask Moronica to drive Scully out of town and into hiding; Krycek told the gang that the world is full of alien replicants just like Billy Miles.
How much do I want to go along with the forum folk? Oh so much. Mmmmm... Krycek...
I have five X-Files videos rented at the moment, and I feel soooo proud. The End.
Sunday, October 7, 2001 08:06 p.m.
Today is the last day of the holidays, and everyone knows what that means. Yep, it means it's suicidal thoughts time! Oh, what fun. Please, just leave me alone with my pain...
I finally read an email Kieran sent me arouund Thursday. Because writing an email by yourself is rather difficult, he instead took quotes from this page, then added his own comments. I don't know what to think of these comments. After all, one of them refered to him not wanting agirlfriends right now. He asked Candice out the same day he wrote the email. So anyway, email successfully received and read.
More later tonight. It's time for some X-Files. The End.
Wednesday, September 5, 2001 09:37 a.m.
I'm very bored...The End.
Wednesday, September 5, 2001 10:45 p.m.
I just came back from seeing "America's Sweethearts" at the movies. It was fantastic, and I now have another special (male) friend to add to my list. John Cusack is gorgeous. I now understand why Willow wanted him to sit with her four years ago, in that game, Anywhere But Here. Mmm, Johnnie boy.
I haven't spoken to Candice since last night, so I really don't know if she's pissed off at me or not. I guess I'll find out later. I hope not (I hope she's not mad at me, I am not hoping I find out about it later). I mean, I was only trying to make my own mundane existance more interesting, anyway.
Everyone get happy, start feeling glad, and have sunshine in a bag. The End.
Thursday, October 4, 2001 04:42 a.m.
Yay! Two posts made immediately one after the other! I found this questionaire type thing, and thought why the hell not? And so I'm gonna fill it out, because I'm bored, and I feel like it.
01. What was the first album you ever got:
Probably one of those compilation CDs. The first one I bought myself was a second-hand Wendy Matthews CD. It was only $10, so it was worth it.
02. What was the first concert you went to:
Can I count Woodford? That Wyoming barn place? No? I guess I haven't been to one yet, then.
03. What's your weirdest childhood memory:
The year before preschool one of my friends told me that she was leaving at the end of the year. When I started to get upset she threatened to stop being my friend. That was kind of weird...
04. What was your first sexual experience:
a) amazing
b) pretty good
c) not as horrible as expected
d) was alright, no big deal
e) was a nightmare, ick!
f) made you never want to have sex for as long as you live
g) I'm a virgin, thank you very much
Desperate for a, at the moment stuck with g. Would be happy with b-d.
05. Have you ever had an ex come out gay after dating you:
I dunno, nobody's sure about Ian...
06. Admit it, who's your favorite boy group:
I really don't have one, I promise.
07. Ok, so who would you rather listen to for 24 strait hours... Britney Spears or Mandy Moore:
I'd rather go deaf. No, I wouldn't really, I'd miss Ewan's lovely voice too much!
08. If you had a chance to have a one night stand with your favorite rock star, would you do it:
"So much", she said, without a trace of sarcasm in her voice.
09. Assuming you have one, what's the ringtone on your cell phone:
Just pretend that I do... It would so be the "Tumbling Down" song. Or "The time has come".
10. What currently "popular" music can you not stand:
Although there are a few occasional exceptions, new music is just too... new for me.
11. What CD do you own that you're most embarrassed about:
I would say the Pokemon CD, but it has one of my favourite songs on it, so I can't. Probably "The Spice Girls". I only got it as a reminder of all that primary school crap.
12. What's your favorite brand of cigarettes:
I don't smoke.
13. What's your favorite alcholic drink:
Anything that is made to taste like it doesn't have alcohol in it, because I really don't like it that much. But that's my little secret.
14. If you could live in any other place besides where you're living now, where would it be:
London, Edinburgh, Dublin or Manchester.
15. What's the best beauty tip you can give someone:
Batheing, however inconvenient, can lead to favourable results.
16. Who's your favorite athlete:
Everyone who's name is Matt
17. Confess a guilty pleasure:
NC-17 is your friend, and if you don't know what I mean then it's not your friend.
18. Do you name your personal objects:
I used to, but I don't anymore.
19. Is there anything about you that freaks people out:
Well, people I know who come and read this... Is there?
20. Who would you want to be stuck on a desert island with:
Can I have many? Good. I would want Ewan (of course), Shaun Micallef, Trey Parker (mm, South Park guy), Christian Kane, Christian Bale, Nicholas Lea and David Duchovney (so I can write them a script of two to perform when we all get bored)Jonathon Rhys-Meyers, Brian Molko (because he's so pretty), Robbie Williams, and various other special friends of mine. And I think I'll throw in Roddy Woomble just for the hell of it.
21. What's your favorite animal:
Monkeys. I love monkeys.
22. Have you ever been to a drive-in movie... if so, what was the last one you saw:
I have been to one drive in movie in my life, and that was the original "Crocodile Dundee". How special am I?
23. Who do you think is the most revolting celebrity couple:
I really don't have an oppinion on this topic.
24. Do you look like any celebrity:
No, I don't think so.
25. What's your favorite ice cream flavor:
Icecream is not my friend. Unlike NC-17...
26. Do you own fishnet tights, what color are they:
No, but I will! No, actually I probably won't.
27. Have you ever given money to a homeless person on the street:
Australia's not really the place for that. There isn't much opportunity.
28. Coke or Pepsi:
Coke. Diet Coke.
29. What's your favorite & least favorite part of your face:
I really don't like anything about my face. I hate my teeth, and my little-girl cheeks. And I hate the way I always look tired (mostly because I am). Do I really have to continue?
30. How do you behave when you're drunk:
Thanks very much, but I wouldn't know.
31. Describe yourself in three words:
Obsessive, depressed, and jealous (of everyone).
32. What type of guys do you like:
British (especially Scottish and Irish), blonde/brunette, and some kind of smoker. That is so my perfect guy, and I decided that before I knew who Ewan was. It's just a coincidence.
33. What's your latest obsession:
Ewan McGregor, Krycek/Mulder slash, and Brian Molko (and I don't even really like Placebo!).
34. Who do you most admire:
Everyone who had the good fortune to be born in Britain.
35. What do you usually wear when you're home alone:
Something that is large, comfortable, usually old and often dirty.
36. Do you have a tattoo, if not, would you get one:
No, and no. Needles by choice are for intravenous drugs only.
37. The world would be a better place without:
Me, probably.
38. What's your greatest fear:
That I will one day find out that the reason no one liked me was because of the tiniest, easiest to change little thing, but I never fixed it because I didn't know what it was.
39. Are you an Elvis or a Beatles person:
Neither. I have no oppinion on this topic either.
40. What vampire would you want to make you into a vampire:
I really don't want to be a vampire, but I suppose if Spike was in the neighbourhood...
41. What's one thing you'd change about yourself:
I would love to not be so unpopular or fat. Yeah, that'd be nice.
42. What is your worst habit:
I have to stop mapping out events in my head on a grand scale. Nothing ever works out the way you plan it, anyway.
43. What's the last thing that made you laugh:
I don't remember. It's been awhile now since I laughed.
44. What's the last thing that made you cry:
I cry easily. Probably some song or other.
45. What was your first celebrity heartthrob:
I don't know. Probably Dean Cain, although that is extremely embarrassing. Let's just pretend I didn't have one.
46. What was your first real crush:
I have no idea. Possibly a guy named Sean in Year Two.
47. What are you thinking right now:
Well, I'm thinking about how scary it is this has taken me over an hour to finish. It's 6:06 am now. I'm also wondering how long it will take for someone to read this...or if they'll bother at all. Oh well, it was fun.
48. What's the last thing you consumed:
One of those fun size Snickers bars. Although I really don't see what's so fun about it.
49. If you could understand any other language, what would it be:
Latin.
50. How long did it take you to finish this questionnaire:
one hour and twenty-eight minutes working non-stop. That is a really long time by the way.
Thursday, October 4, 2001 03:41 a.m.
Yeah, it's my birthday! Ok, so it's not really, but I'm celebrating anyway, because after hours of effort I finally archived my first set of entries (mostly due to a complaint about the page length. Did anyone ever realise how difficult HTML is? Of course you did. But that doesn't make it any easier. I've actually tidied this page up a little. Of course, I'd like to have a lovely picture up the top of this page. Unfortunately I haven't yet aquired the special skills I need to put one there. Oh well. One day I'll acheive my goal... I will learn how to use image tags. If anyone would like to help me with this...
Well, there were some interesting goings on through MSN tonight (ok, so it's this morning now, but whatever). As everyone knows, Kieran likes Candice in that special you-are-so-my-wet-dream type way. But tonight he actually (surprisingly) asked her out. And I was speaking to Candice in a different conversation at the same time. It was funny, because while he was asking her I was just saying no, no, no, no, no over and over. Because it's just so wrong.
I don't think Kieran hates me now. But at this point I don't care. Because I don't want to waste energy thinking about that. Or anything, really. It's kind of late, but I'm not going to bed. Because I don't want to, and because I'm too busy wishing that I was leaving for the Brisbane Airport right now like my mum is. Stupid person with money who can afford a plane ticket to Melbourne...
Candice, what was I not meant to say here? And did I say it? I can't remember what you told me not to say, plus I never actually promised. But I really am sorry, if I accidently said something bad. Really
Sorry about the length of this, everyone. It's just that it looks weird when the entries take up less room than the side border thing. Anyway, so I was thinking that it would totally rock if I got together some people and we did a great big round-robin crossover fan fic. Because it would be fun. And I like fun. Just call me Mistress Fun. Because fun is soooo good.
You know, eyeliner on guys is kinda pretty. I mean, take Brian Molko. He's the lead singer of Placebo, and where's makeup all the time...and still looks beautiful. But in a guy way. It's hard to exlain. But just remember Ewan and his eyeliner, and you'll understand what I mean.
Ewww, it's rough! The End.