Monday, June 30, 2003 11:47 p.m.

Currently listening to: Chance of a Lifetime, Mest

Well, I've been sent to my room for the first time in over a year. For kicking my sister. In celebration of my incredible level of maturity, I'm writing a rough copy of this here post, all about My Weekend. Yes, it requires capitalisation. It was that good. Certainly much better than the time I've been having since I got back home.

On Saturday morning at 10:30am Candice and family (although really it was just her, Daniel and her Mum) picked me up, and we drove to Brisbane. I had packed my bag the night before so that I was able to sleep until the last possible minute. Having arrived at the O'Sullivans some forty-five minutes later, it was decided that we would get to go to the Chermside Shopping Centre before going to the Rapid Music Festival, our reason for being in Brisbane in the first place. I purchased nothing at said shopping centre, but was lucky enough to spot two adorable gay (I'm assuming) boys. They were around our age, which makes them even better. And in City Beach I was sooo excited, because they played American English by Idlewild, and I've never even heard that on the radio, let alone in public.

Rapid was good, if only for the sheer coolness of its patrons. I found 'Rancid Shirt Boy w/ plug' strangely attractive, and I liked how he kept appearing, looking at me, then disappearing again. "GC shirt Girl' and 'Hanson shirt Girl' are the kind of people I'd love to have as friends, or possibly be. It was annoying that I kept seeing 'Guy that looks like Jeremiah from Mest' though, because I kept wondering why the hell he couldn't look like Tony instead. And who could forget 'V. Emo By w/ fringe'? Surely not me.

As for music, we were really only there for Razel; Candice is in love with Clair, the drummer. I thought they were pretty good, but not really my thing. Too Australian for me, unfortunately. Also, I don't really go for loud chick rock. I liked the guitarist though, she was very good.

Saturday was the day I introduced everyone to magnificence of the pay-out that is 'asshat', as well as 'the Short Bus', which by the way drives everyone to Special School. These incredible terms were repeated many a time over the weekend, along with perversions of them such as 'assglasses', 'asscat', 'ass shoes' and 'Ash shoes'. And that concludes my summary of Saturday.

On Sunday morning (this time 'we' encompasses the Badinskis, Mr and Mrs O'Sullivan, Kieran and I) caught the train into the city. I looked skanktastic, if I do say so myself (and I do). My mission for the day: purchase the third and fourth Mest albums. While everyone else went to some kind of markets Candice and I began a journey which would eventually take us to four different CD stores, some of them more than once. I was planning to get my Mest-ness from The Rockinghorse for $30.99 each. Luckily we went to Skinny's first, because it was there that I was overjoyed to find them for $28.50 (the third) and $26.50 (the fourth). I was quick to both Grab and Purchase. Candice bought the Tainted Love single by Marilyn Manson, and I was once again excited when she noticed that because the single was from Not Another Teen Movie one of the B-sides is I Melt With You, covered by... Mest! So she bought that ($14.50), and then thrilled me again when she found me a HIM badge (black with purple writing, $2), which I obviously bought. She bought a Strokes badge, and then got the Razel EP as well. Clair, from said band, was working in the shop, and Candice was worried that she'd serve as, and notice. She didn't (serve us, that is).

After Skinny's we (and this 'we' refers only to Candice and myself) walked to The Rockinghorse. They had nothing I wanted to buy besides the Mest DVD, which I couldn't afford. I, being dim, forgot to check whether they had the Taking Back Sunday CD, but I wouldn't have been able to buy it anyway so it doesn't really matter. After The Rockinghorse we went to JB Hi-Fi, and I was extremely distraught to find that they had the first, third, fourth and sixth Manics albums for $17.99 each, because I paid a hell of a lot more than that. They also had the first three Placebo albums for that price; I paid $30 for each. Stupid JB, making me feel bad. I did find Hi-Fi Serious by A for a buck, but I really only bought it because of the fanfic following they had before fanfiction.net's bandfic died; I've never heard any of their songs, and haven't listened to the CD yet.

At this point I realised that I hadn't checked Skinny's for Fevers and Mirrors by Bright Eyes, which I've wanted for ages. They didn't have it (just as I expected), so we went to the Queen Street Mall and into the Big HMV. They had nothing worth buying. So instead we searched for and found Gypsy Rose, the house of the many fancy stockings. Candice bought red and black striped ones ($25!) and I wished that I could afford some pink fishnets ($16.50) but couldn't.

After meeting up with everyone else in front of City Beach (which I wanted to go into to look at Benji Belts but didn't get a chance to) so that Candice could get some more money from her Mum, she and I went into the Myer Centre to look in that shop that sells all the band shirts, and in Myer itself. Myer had brightly coloured opaque stockings on sale, so I bought some fluoro pink ones ($8.99) to be worn underneath my black fishnets. In the T-Shirt and things shop I found a Good Charlotte shirt in my size ($40) which I am so getting the next time I'm there. What I got instead was a Cure badge to go next to my HIM badge, which I'd pinned to my shirt.

We then went back to Gypsy Rose so that Candice could buy some red fishnets and white make-up. By this time my feet were dying, so it was probably a good thing that it was time to get back on the train and leave. As soon as we got back to the O'Sullivans we put all our stuff in the car and drove back to The Coast. I may have forgotten to mention it earlier, but my family was camping all weekend, so I stayed at Candice's last night. I was very tired (she and I talked until very late on Saturday night; I felt loved when she said she was worried that I might be her imaginary friend because I'm the kind of friend she'd invent for herself) so all I really remember about the night is Beau saying that I'm pathetic, unemployed, and doing nothing with my life. I can't really blame him for saying it. After all, it's true.

Mrs Badinski drove me home this morning. Things have been shit ever since. I applied for four different jobs today: KFC, Woolworths, Sanity and Dominos Pizza. Let's see if anything comes of any of them. I won't be holding my breath. The (much overdue) End.

Friday, June 27, 2003 09:21 a.m.

Augh! I'm at the Parish Office and on the internet!

Edit: Same day, 6:36pm
Strange, I know, but today when I realised that the internet was connected and nobody was in the room, I had to go somewhere, and this was the first place that occurred to me.

Ok, I knew that Tony Lovato had back problems/surgery. However, I didn't realise that he was in as bad a way as he is. For his sake, and for Benji's, I hope he gets better very quickly. The End.

Friday, June 27, 2003 12:38 a.m.

Currently listening to: Opinions, Mest

Having gotten a livejournal last November, I finally started using it. Go here for my fabu writing, as well as any lists of things I might want to post. The End.

Wednesday, June 25, 2003 11:35 p.m.

Currently listening to: Perfect, Simple Plan

I'm still sick, with stabbing stomach pains. I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm also seem to be gaining weight at the rate of about one kilogram per day. I'm not imagining it either, and it sucks a hell of a lot because I'd actually finally starting losing it (the weight, that is, although I'm losing other things too). The End.

Tuesday, June 24, 2003 11:58 p.m.

Currently listening to: Girls Not Grey, AFI

I have some kind of stomach upset sickness. Now, think to yourself what that kind of illness can involve. Are you thinking it? Good. Because I have every problem of that kind you can think off. Gross, indeed. The End.

Monday, June 23, 2003 01:32 p.m.

With the top down, seats back,
Rolling in my Cadillac

Damn, I'm sick of myself. I'm sick of always assuming that whenever I see two youngish guys together, they're a couple. With this annoying me as much as it does, I can't imagine how bad it must be for the people around me. When Candice and I went to see The Matrix yesterday I told her we had to sit near the two guys, whom "I swear! They were almost holding hands!" We were hoping that they'd kiss during the movie, and I even did the whole Wish Chip thing for it, obeying all of the rules including the one where you can only bite the chip three times before you swallow it... but as far as I saw it didn't work. As for the movie, I just don't think that I'm a Matrix person. I know we're few and far between, but it's just kind of stupid to me. Although there were some hilarious lines. I think the hilarity may have been accidental.

I stayed at Candice's house last night. We watched Garage Days, which was spiffy. The band's (in the movie) drummer was extremely attractive, and also seemed extremely gay (there I go again, but come on, his name was Lucy!), but then he ended up with a girl so whatever. Then Beau let us watch his GC tape, and I talked about the gayness of Benji (with Tony) so much that he threatened to turn it off if I said another word about it. So I waited until the video was over, then rubbed it in his face some more. I now have bite marks on my legs where he and Candice bit me. And I really enjoyed the biting process. I'm such a fuct-up masochist. Bah.

Sunday, June 22, 2003 02:31 a.m.

Currently listening to: Chelsea, Mest (really need to get over them but can't)

I just found out that Tony's birthday was two days ago. I hope Benji's gift to him involved nudity. Oh, I'm so dirty! No, actually I'm just gross. Stupid me. So anyway, I'll just be doing this GC quiz now...

Name: Elizabeth Whannell. Liz. Whatever.
Age: 17 and 11 months exactly
How long have you liked Good Charlotte?: In the way of normal people, I've liked them since I first heard Little Things on the radio 2 1/2 years ago. I'd always be like, "Hey, it's that song I like! Yay!". But as far as my liking a band goes, it's been all-out love and obsession for almost two months
Have you ever met any of the guys?: Unfortunately I've never met anyone that I read fanfic about, and the only people that fit into that category that I've even seen are Sum 41.
Which GC guy is your favorite?: Benji. Wait, Billy. No, both. This is the first time ever where I didn't think my two favourite members of a band were fucking. But no, Benji belongs to Tony. And this kills me, because I find Billy more beautiful, but I think I actually do like Benji better.
What is your favorite GC album?: Self-titled. More real.
How many GC shows have you been to?: A big fat fuckin' zero. Kill me.
What are your 5 favorite GC songs?: This'll be difficult, I think.
1. Change
2. Emotionless
3. Complicated
4. Say Anything and Moving On
5. My Bloody Valentine and I Don't Wanna Stop
What is your favorite GC cover song?: Cemetery
What is your favorite unreleased GC song?: Honestly, I haven't gone out of my way to find any, but now I'm tempted... Wait, if I can count my special acoustic version of Change that has different words, then it's that. It's extremely emo.
What is your least favorite GC song?: Walk By and Let Me Go. It really sux that they're in a row and on my prefered album, too.
Who do you think GC should tour with next?: Mest! Duh!
What is Benji's best hairstyle?: Black with pink patch, although I did appreciate his leopard print tribute to The Manics.
What is your favorite song off of TY&TH?: Emotionless
What is your favorite song off of 'Good Charlotte'?: Change
Where did you hear about Good Charlotte?: I heard them on the radio, I heard Girls and Boys in Lachie's car, I began my research, and fell in love.

Fancy. The End.

Saturday, June 21, 2003 11:27 p.m.

Currently listening to: What's The Dillio?, Mest

Today is a bit better than yesterday. I might do a summary of how it's been. Should I? Yeh, I may as well.

I was awakened this morning by Anna opening my door and saying something that sounded (to half-asleep me) like "Something, something, blah blah, GOOD CHARLOTTE something something". Not waiting for her to repeat herself, I leaped out the door and ran to the TV, since I figured that's what she had to be talking about. I don't know why I thought this, but I was right so it doesn't matter. God Bless FlyTV. I was greeted by a, like, ten-minute-long GC documentary. The highlights?

* Joel going on about their influences and credibility and shit while Benji mocks him, hilariously and unnoticed, in the background.

* Joel: (making a big speech finishing with...) "We want to be as cool as possible."
Billy: "I think you're cool, Joel!
Joel: "Billy? Shhhhh..."

* Billy talking about how his Mum used to be all, "You're wearing nail polish! What are you doing?!"

It was sooo good. I'm still kicking myself for not jumping to attention more quickly and taping it. Oh, and although they didn't talk about Tony, they did show one of the bits in The Anthem where you can see him.

Anna and Kathryn left for Netball around twelve, and I was left to do nothing but download Mest songs and wish that one of my so-called "friends" would call and give me something to do. No one dare point out that I could just call them. I'd already tried to call Candice twice in the past twenty-four hours at this point, and knew I'd look pathetic if I tried again. At around four o'clock Kathryn called and asked if I wanted to go to see Bruce Almighty with Dad and his *cough splutter choke and vomit* girlfriend (and her children), and I said yes. Not because I wanted to see the movie at all but because earlier my boredom had made me dress up, all super ghetto American ho style, and I wanted to go out in public in my fancy outfit.

After that call, Candice finally called, and after we discussed our seeing This Picture last night (we agreed about the strangeness of Brian's black eyes, the scariness of Steve's hair on both his head and face, and the rabid coolness of Stef) we made plans to see The Matrix:Reloaded tomorrow. That's a long sentence, isn't it? Yup.

Dad picked me up at 5:50pm, and when he got here Anna ran inside to make sure I brought my emo compilation CD I made a couple of days ago, so that we could listen on the way. I love this, in case it matters; people wanting to listen to my music? Since when does that happen?! We met up with Trish (Dad's girlfriend), Olivia and Alex (Trish's children) at Hungry Jack's for dinner, where ABBA played on the dukebox the whole time we were there. And for the first time ever, it wasn't us who was responsible! Go ABBA! Go ABBA! Uh-uh, go ABBA! Etcetera.

Anyway, Bruce Almighty sux. I do not go to the movies so that I can have "God is a man! And if HE was to be replaced, this replacement would also be a man! Now, lets's all pray, even though your prayers are unlikely to be answered because you have to fix your own damn problems!", played out in front of me. The only good character was a dog. Granted, it was a very cute dog. But one cute dog cannot save an entire movie! I was more entertained by the huge number of people wearing hoodies than I was by what was happening on the screen.

After being subjected to this disgusting display Dad drove me home (songs played: Jaded [These Years], Mest; Emotionless, Good Charlotte; Cute without the 'E' [cut from the team], (an hilarious title by the way), Taking Back Sunday) and I've been on this here computer reading Tony/Benji slashyness ever since. Thank you for your (non-existant, since no one is actually reading this) time. The End.

Saturday, June 21, 2003 12:06 a.m.

Currently listening to: Rooftops, Mest

What goes up must come down, or so they say. Today (although it's yeaterday now) I'm living proof. I feel shitty. I look shitty. I am shitty. Completely and utterly. I'm such a loser. Fuck it, look at the music I've been listening to these last few weeks! What a try-hard! Bite Me.

I saw This Picture a little while ago on Rage, finally. Of course, now we don't even know if they're going to release the single here in Australia. Candice and I are hoping and praying. Anyway, This Picture, right? Brian's hair has not grown back. In fact, I think he's gotten it re-cut in the same butt-ugly style again. And what is with the liquid eyeliner covering his entire eyelids? It looks creepy. But Stef is, of course, perfect as usual. Steve's hair looks like he ironed it flat, and he still hasn't shaved off his gross facial hair. Dammit, Stef is cool. Exactly one month yesterday until we see them! The End.

Friday, June 20, 2003 2:44 a.m.

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Thursday, June 19, 2003 11:08 p.m.

Currently listening to: Walking on Broken Glass, Mest

I had a good day today. Anna and Kathryn stayed home from school for no special reason, we caught the bus to the Plaza, and all of us dressed up really fancy. I made a shirt especially to wear today, a pink singlet top with "Benji Madden+Tony Lovato=(really freakin' hot) LOVE", and I matched the rest of my outfit to it and wore all black and pink. Mum picked Anna and Kathryn up after school, while I met Rach and Candice at McDonald's and shopped some more with them. I bought a whole lot of stuff; infact, I now only have fifty of my $150 that I got from the Parish Office left (and $30.95 of that is in the 'Do-Not-Spend-Or-Else' pile, because it's for the new Mest album). Today I bought:

* A pair of really, really tall school shoes for $20
* The Addicted single by Simple Plan
* A pleated tartan skirt for $10
* A sparkly pink top-hat from Woolworths
* A sparkly pink make-up stick thing
* Bright pink nail polish
* 24/7 mints
* A small can of lemon and cracked pepper tuna (on sale!)

So yes, it was a fun day. The End.

Monday, June 16, 2003 11:45 a.m.

Currently listening to: Jaded (These Years), Mest featuring Benji Madden

Benji did a song with Mest? Of course he did! Because he and Tony are in luuuurve! It may have become apparent that I too am in love, with Benji/Tony slash. There’s way, way too much evidence for it not to be true. Did you know that staying awake for twenty-two straight hours after only six hours sleep makes you feel and act drunk and silly? Because I’m feeling it right now. Nope, haven’t been to bed yet. Should, but haven’t and wont. Ooh, I can hear Benji harmonizing with Tony! This song is obviously about how in-love they are. Everyone must listen and know the truth. Aww… They’re harmonizing again. But what’s with the really loud, slow drumbeat? It kind of over-powers their pretty voices.

I am so emo right now. I think that if I had gone to school in the United States I would have been considered cool. I don’t know how I came to this decision, but I think I’m right. Would anyone like to prove me wrong? Could anyone prove me wrong? I don’t think so! And if they do, I can just write a really emo song about it! Over-tiredness really makes you appreciate little things more than you usually would. I really enjoyed the car trip here from Dad’s (I had to go there last night so that I could make and upload my Benji/Tony banner), just because we were listening to the first Good Charlotte CD, and I got to choose which order we played the songs in. I don’t want to sleep. I don’t want to be unhappy again. The End.

Monday, June 16, 2003 02:22 a.m.

Currently listening to: Cute without the E (cut from the team), Taking Back Sunday

Look at that picture! Benji and Tony! They're in luuurve! That Tony quote is delicious, too. Mmm, they're so in love. But speaking of good pictures, I was extremely amused by this one I found.

That would be Steve from Sum 41. God damn, are those some gay boys in that band.