HAPPY HALLOWEEN.
Today Clare's boobs looked comical.
Taco's with Garrett was fun. When I got home he was on msn and he was like, "I had a great time tonight, let's go on another date and get to second base!" and I was like, "We didn't get to first base..."
Hahaha.
I feel sad that I didn't get to go to the Island Time meeting. Or Island Time itself. But I'm sure you guys will have a sweet ass time. Amy, totes hook up with James. DO IT.
kay bye.
Lately, every now and then, I'll take a bite of something and it'll taste like an ashtray. I don't understand it. I don't smoke. Generally, no one in my vicinity smokes, why does my food taste like ash!?!?! I think someone is playing a trick on me.
:(
I could potentially have to present my oral on Monday and I haven't quite started. Shit. It's one of those anal ones where they don't want you to read from powerpoint slides or a script. MINIMAL USE OF PROMPTS! At least it's only 5-7 minutes. I hate this subject. So much.
AND MY HAND ITCHES! And Mum has gone away to Gayndah for a week and I miss her.
I got : Hot Hot Heat - Happiness Ltd.
The Raveonettes - Pretty in Black
The Polyphonic Spree - Fragile Army
It is an episode of Futurama. I lolled.
I'm taking a short interval from studying for psychology to bring you this interesting tidbit.
"Just as being unaware of one's feelings can lead to illness, knowing and attending to them can have a positive impact on health."
Basically, the more unpleasant, stressful emotional experiences you discuss, the healthier you become both physically and emotionally. SO KEEP WHINGING AND ANGSTING TO PEOPLE, IT'S ACTUALLY GOOD FOR YOU!!
Love, Krissi.
we shall all go see this movie. oh heck yes, we will.
I just shaved my legs and washed my hair and it took me almost an hour. YIKES. But that includes time spent putting on stockings. Anyway, on with the story!
On Friday morning, Pam joined us (with muffins) and we ate and changed and caught the train! We went to the city and Clare got her 18+ card. She then bought: alcohol (which was promptly confiscated after she drank some in the street), cigarettes (which were smoked in King George Square), a scratchie (she didn't win) and a lottery ticket, and placed a bet on the 3rd horse in the 5th race (Quiet Hawk). We followed her around taking photos of each defining moment. It was quite epic.
Then we caught a train to the Ekka and went on a few rides (Chaos, Breakdance and Chair-o-Plane) and Amy and Clare rode on a mechanical cow. Clare got a cow hat because it was her birthday. We all got cool snappy wristbands though. Hah. We went to the Lemonade stand and Pam and Clare got cookies (Clare's was free) then we went to the Showbag Pavillion and I spent the rest of my money on showbags.
Then we got the train home and I went to have dinner at Caravanserai with my sister and family. Then went back to Erin's place for cake but we didn't actually cut or eat the cake because none of us were hungry. Then we went home and I slept almost naked (which was fun).
I have to go and finish getting ready for Larissa's/Clare's birthday parties now. CIIAAAOO.
Well, yesterday was Clare's birthday and she, me, Pam and Amy has a relatively excellent time. On Thursday night, I shared a delightful family dinner with Clare's family and then Amy came over and we took a late train to the city and pranced around at Southbank. We did lots of naughty things like running around in a fenced off construction area and then Amy tried to pee in some bushes but some red-shirted man told us that the park was closing so it was "time to move on." FASCIST!
We went to the Pancake Manor at about 12:30 where Clare tried to order her first alcoholic drink but the mean hippy told her that they didn't serve alcohol after midnight. FOILED AGAIN! So we just ate pancakes and waffles and nachos and had shakes.
Then we got a cab home because we couldn't be bothered trying to find a bar that was open. Our cab driver was a fucking NUTCASE. He had GPS but he didn't follow it and then ending up going entirely the wrong way. The cab cost us $10 more than usual.
TO BE CONTINUED!
Also, My pretty friends + Maximo love + Supernatural + Giant freckles = perfection. FRIDAY FTW!?!? Yes.
Adrriiaanee, where are you now? Still in Germany? I am so envious, because I'm bored. The most interesting thing I did today was ditch uni to go see Transformers with Schone. But I guess that was pretty interesting compared to how actually being at uni would have been. From the lecture slides, the Applied Skills and Scholarship lecture was a fucking joke.
I hope I get that trampoline and woodford ticket. Does anyone know when the 2nd round ends? Now I have to go and clean up some bread crumbs.
P.S. How does everyone feel about Harry Potter parties? I bought some excellent stickers today (200 for $6!!). The Angus and Robertson lady subtlely insulted me. Pshh.
I don't know what I should do for my birthday. I'm very very undecided about it and I doubt I'll be able to make a decision until someone tells me what to do. Pam? (hah) I was just thinking about how it might be funny to have a McDonald's party, but I'm sure that I'd immediately regret it (because there is always this gross stench in there) and I'd probably be throttled with abuse because McDonald's is an evil corporation and I shouldn't be supporting them. Has anyone seen Fast Food Nation? I thought it was going to be a funny, satirical look at evil corporations, but it was pretty much just downright disturbing. Maybe animal slaughter just doesn't appeal to me, though.
I finished Harry Potter this afternoon and (sorry, Adri) IT WAS GREAT. But now I'm really sad because there won't be any more. Also, I felt that there were too many children at the end. It was sort of like a fan-fiction. This random comment I found on youtube that I sent to some of you guys last week is somewhat true and somewhat false. I don't want to spoil anything for anyone though, so I won't say anything else... unless you ask me, then I'll tell you whatever. Haha. CLARE, GET READING!
This whole entry has been a pretty damn embarrassing rant. Sooooooo...
/rant.
wait, i decided to edit this entry because.... I NEED HELP WITH MY FRINGE. *sobs pathetically*
any nice fringe pictures i've seen have been of MEN. I don't want to take a picture of a man to Alan and say, "I WOULD LIKE A FRINGE LIKE THIS, BUT LEAVE MY HAIR LONG AND I'D RATHER NOT LOOK LIKE A MAN."
But I've only looked through two issues of Frankie, and all the models are strangely beautiful and have no fringes or fringes like my current one. THAT IS NO HELP TO ME!! Maybe I should look in trend-whorish fashion mags.? Yes. I might buy one tomorrow.
Send me love and pretty fringes, and I will bake you muffins.
Turns out there's no food. Oh well. I bought this great book from that BOOK SALE thing last night. It's going to make a really great coffee table book:

I had intended to reccount the happenings of last night, but you guys all know what happened and you are the only people who read my livejournal. Plus, I'm horribly paranoid. Who wants to go shopping for book stuff with me soonish? I'm going to need time to decorate too, so we can't leave it too late! Also, Mum woke me up this morning to make me check my uni results and call her back. I DIDN'T FAIL ANYTHING. In fact, my results were surprisingly alright. So I guess I won't have to hang myself in shame after all.
I missed cartoons this morning. But I probably wouldnt've got up even if I was awake. IT'S SO COLD. And wow, Pam, Phoenix United is so not as good as "It's Never Been Like That", no matter what Porky says! It does have it's merits, I suppose, but I find it somewhat bizarre and nowhere near as catchy.
Also, that guy doesn't work at that place anymore so I don't have to worry about him! I think this is good news, because all we had in common was Transformers and The Office.
Regina Spektor time tonight! I'll try not to forget the tickets.
Clare, I'm coming over to splash paint on your wardrobe, just tell me when. =D

I woke up and found a baby in a cd wallet, but it was my baby (I'm not sure what the deal with this part is). She was the CUTEST baby I have ever seen and she was smiling. Then I nursed her for a while and took her into my sister's room and showed her to Erin & Andrew. Then I considered showing her to Mum and Dad and realised: "SHIT. I HAVE A BABY. WTF. I'M 17." And started freaking out about being too young to have a baby and how my life would be ruined like that teenage mum in 90210 that Brandon dated briefly. Then I think I said out loud, "I don't want a baby," and she disappeared. Then Erin and Andrew were like, "what happened to your baby!?!" and I was like "SHE JUST DISAPPEARED, HONEST. I DIDN'T THROW HER OUT A WINDOW!"
That was the end. It was scary though. I think I just find the prospect of being a teenage mum frightening. But she was suuuccch a gorgeous baby.
P.S. I'm eating these Showtime Limited Edition Skittles and the Popcorn flavoured ones are SO GOOD. Jam Donut flavour = NO GOOD.
------------AUGUST BABY---------------
-Outgoing personality.
-Takes risks.
-Feeds on attention.
-Kind hearted.
-Self confident.
-Loud and boisterous.
-VERY revengeful.
-Easy to get along with and talk to.
-Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude.
-Likes talking and singing.
-Loves music.
-Daydreamer.
-Easily distracted.
-Hates not being trusted.
-BIG imagination.
-Loves to be loved.
-Hates studying.
-In need of "that someone".
-Longs for freedom.
-Rebellious when withheld or restricted.
-Lives by "no pain no gain" caring.
-Always a suspect.
-Playful.
-Mysterious.
-"charming" or "beautiful" to everyone.
-curious.
-Independent.
-Strong willed.
-A fighter.
i hate myspace bulletins.
What, this fluroescent orange? I thought it was quite neutral actually. "You could direct traffic with that nail polish!" How weird does something have to be for people you don't know to comment on it? Is there some sort of etiquette there? Maybe I should paint a large red spot on my nose before going to work today and see if anyone says anything, and then if they do, I could say, "actually it's a pimple, and I'm sort of sensitive about it."
Today was pretty cool, I guess. I drove (YES, with Dad in the car) to Clare's house at 8:30am then cooked her pancakes (from scratch!) and helped dye her hair. I just called her mum and she said it's nice and a bit darker but it doesn't look much different. But I guess that's what we were aiming for, so I'm glad I didn't fuck up your hair, Clare.
Then I went home and changed and went to staff morning tea which our boss paid for. Then we spent two hours bitching about him and weirdo regular customers. Chris D can actually do a perfect imitation of pretty much every customer we have, which was pretty unexpected and awesome. Then I went driving around with Dad, and I must say, I drove pretty epic-ly. Now I'm thinking of studying for my psych exam on Wednesday. But I have to work at 4... and I can't reallly be bothered.
Further update, after much nagging and abuse, Mother has convinced me to end the reign of my killer fringe. And get a nice sweeping fringe instead. Ugh. So I hope Alan can do killer sweeping fringes.
I know you're all terribly disappointed.
