Musings

turnaround

2011-03-05T16:28:00.005+11:00

Ok. Life is better now. You guys have no idea.

Technically right now I should be striving to start on the massive pile of next-weeks readings. I even like the content, but, well, you know. Procrastination, etc.

Uni so far is awesome. So awesome. I get to write for my assessments. No essays, no structured-research-papers-that-make-me-want-to-scream (well actually there are one or two, but they don't make up the majority of my assessment. S'all good), no MLA and Chicago and Harvard citing (cough, see last parenthesis). I get to write creatively, and that makes me SO HAPPY. Poems and creative non-fiction and, indeed, a blog. Yay! I'm pretty much in my element thanks to my double major. Now that I've passed the torture of first-year general-ness, the subjects and content have become something I actually want and need to study. Also, the lecturer for Poetry is hilarious. Definitely going to have some stories from that.

Also this week I found out I got the job I mentioned aaaages ago. Finally. I've put off searching for other part-time work since I quit bar tending because I was hoping so desperately to be hired for this one. During the four months it took them to offer me a position, I had a phone interview, a group interview, a personal interview, another group interview to meet the boss, and then I was security checked. Then I waited and waited and stared at my phone, and waited still, and emailed, and called, left a message, waited, called again, finally got through, was told to wait some more...
It was a very very very very long, agonising process.

Who cares. I got it in the end!!!!!

Goodbye Summer.

2011-02-26T22:09:00.004+11:00

So like I said in my previous, rather short, post: I haven't been up to much. Really, the idea of sitting down and writing something of interest just wasn't possible, because I've entered that moment in the holidays when you simply NEED to get back to whatever you've been holidaying from. In my case, uni (and I guess technically work. That position I was waiting to hear from? I'm still waiting. Sigh). I definitely need to be forced to think again, because right now my brain feels like sludge. Uni will be a nice change! Luckily, I've only felt bored for about two weeks, so I had a good three-and-a-half months of carefree holiday fun.

Expect better things in about a week. Promise.

blahs.

2011-02-20T16:42:00.002+11:00

Ok, I know I said I would be blogging with more consistency, but I've literally been doing nothing. I thought it wouldn't be prudent to discuss my boredom here. You guys shouldn't suffer with me.

I'm about to make some brownies, though, so SHITS GONNA GET INTERESTING.

A Cough With HACK-itude.

2011-01-29T19:26:00.003+11:00

I'm sick at the moment. I've had a cough + mild fever for about a week and a half, and yesterday I finally started taking antibiotics to get fixed. Apparently that cliche "things always get worse before they get better" decided to become literal and KILL ME. My doctor step-dad confidently said the medication will start working straight away, but that I will still have a reaction (i.e the cough).

This cough wants to fight. It's realised I am being cured and has said HEY, BITCH, NO ONE GETS RID OF ME! Consequentially, I spent most of today lying on the floor not being able to breath or talk, my eyes and nose streaming, my throat aching from the effort of not splitting open.

My parents were both out today, but my sister stepped up in a rare bout of attentiveness and looked after me. She went and bought some cough syrup which tasted like fairies and worked some of its own magic.

I can't express how helpless and vulnerable I felt before she aided me. Being unable to even call for help was a little terrifying (although, my thunderous hacking was a help-signal on its own), especially when I couldn't think straight or even move. I guess I just appreciate that my little sister can come out of her 'YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME' universe and help her sister not cough up a lung.

Goodbye 4am, Need I Never See You Again

2011-01-25T16:01:00.008+11:00

I'm being mildly consistent with this. Whoo!

I've been working at a pub for about three months now. I learned how to pour a proper beer (not as easy as it looks), mix certain drinks and, where appropriate, when to cut certain sleazy men off after they come up and slur, "Eyyyy wanna make me annotther beeer sweetheart?" Regardless of that aspect, working as a bartender has actually been my favourite jobs so far.

Unfortunately, there have been two major problems:

1. The usual knock off time is 4am. FOUR IN THE MORNING. With this finish time, it was normal for me to start work at 10pm which meant I completely screwed myself over trying to keep to a human sleeping pattern (at which I failed miserably). I'd wake up at 1pm, 2pm, or even 3pm, eat 'breakfast,' then I'd have a couple of hours to watch tv or see friends and what not, and then I'd be back off to work again. Lovely.

2. The bar is home to a manager from HELL. He is a horrible person with disgustingly harsh, unforgiving, and unreasonable ways. A person with a temperament of such awful standards that he should not be allowed to manage twentysomethingyearolds when he has an unhealthy grudge against all of human-kind. He's bitter, he's mean - and in no way am I exaggerating. One shift I was found crying in the fridge after he screamed at me in front of customers for making a mistake (after not being taught the appropriate procedure in the first place).

Anyway, today I quit! Good riddance.
I'm actually still waiting to hear about another position I've been undertaking interviews for, so fingers crossed I actually get it. Even if I don't, I won't regret leaving the bar. I'm not the type of person to stick around a place where the staff are treated so poorly. I'm going to miss sooo much working with some of my best friends.

I know I'm not alone in work-horror stories. I suppose they at least give people something to complain about. I'd love to hear some of yours!

Keeping it some-what real

2011-01-23T22:57:00.004+11:00

Oh, the blogosphere. How I've wanted to return many a time, but didn't. I am a creature of laziness: the very idea of sitting down to 'type stuff' again was too much for my tiny brain to comprehend. 'Words?' It said, 'Why on earth would you want to make those?' (I understand that by talking to myself I was in fact making words... this isn't really going anywhere).

I don't even know if this is me returning... I mean, I've long ago proved that my dedication to keeping a consistent online presence can be either super committed(!) or non-existent. I think what I needed was a break for all of this. Putting my life out there with various degrees of openness eventually got to me and I needed to stop. The blog, my videos, my whole internet life came to a halt (minus twitter and facebook and tumblr) because it was all too much. Plus, I was a lot younger than I am now. Looking back, I see a massive change in my personality, my maturity, and my view on life in general.

Writing is something I intend to study over the next two years and yet over the past year I couldn't even write for the sake of writing. I think I had become too caught up in the whoosits and whatsits of the internet (WHO is reading my blog and WHAT should I write to keep them entertained?) when I really should have been writing whatever the hell I wanted. Whether this is read by 200 people or just by myself shouldn't be important. I want to write for the pleasure of putting words together and leaving them here forever (because we all know that whatever mark you leave on the internet will be an annoyingly-irremovable stain in techno-world). If I am lucky enough to have someone interested enough to keep reading what I have to say, then that is just a fantastic bonus.

What I want now is to keep a consistent journal for myself first, and secondly for anyone who wants to read what I have to say. There is no point hiding from a world that has so much to offer. Thoughts and experiences should be recorded. Here, I will leave some of mine.

Right! Now that's out of the way, how has everyone been? (Are you still there?)

Sick

2010-04-20T12:38:00.002+10:00

Of all the days my body decides to catch a cold, it has to be the day we're doing Pride and Prejudice in Lit. I mean, sure, when we did three weeks straight of Romantic Poetry, I was fine (the topic sounds a lot better than actually it was. I wasn't interested at all in what we learned, despite my love of the Romantics).
But now I won't be able to hear about how my rather pretentious lecturer feels about Mr Darcy. Which is really the only reason I'd want to go.
Not really.

A lot of people seemed interested in what I'm studying at Uni. In short, it's an Arts course. I'm hoping to double major in Creative Writing and Media and Communications, if I still feel like it next year. Uni is alright... half my subjects this semester are either boring or completely shot my expectations, but I adore creative writing, and music psychology.

And that's all my sick brain can throw at you guys today. Sorry!!

Oh Hai, I'm Liv

2010-04-09T19:14:00.003+10:00

Yes, it's true. You're not imagining this popping up in your Google Reader/RSS/Blogspot/whatever. I'm blogging. I don't even know who actually will read this anymore... but by chance I opened this page and am typing to you all - whoever you are.
My excuses (ah, the excuses) are that I've been distancing myself from the internet of late (some of you may have noticed I've privated my Liiv7 videos and don't really have much of an online presence these days); I've been going through the whole transition from school to uni and because of the distancing, haven't thought about blogging; I write (well, used to write) in a physical journal sometimes, and that fulled my need to express myself through literary form. But now, I want to relocate back here again.

It's true that this is my only blog post since, um, how many months have I been away? 6 -7 MONTHS?! Wow. That's weird. I didn't even think it was that long.
So a lot has happened since then, and I'm not going to fill you all in because that would take too long. Maybe if you guys have any questions about what I've been up to, you can ask me in zee comments? It would be lovely to hear from you.

I think I'll keep this short and sweet, and I'm assuming my next post will be more interesting/informative/readable.

The END is nigh

2009-09-26T23:00:00.005+10:00

Sigh. It took me about 30 minutes to actually open this page. Now I'm tired. But dammit, I'm going to blog.

Ah. I know I haven't done this in a while. It's actually really difficult to know what to say. That's the problem with not blogging in ages: I know what I've been up to and what fills the space since my last update, but none of you do. Which makes it hard to fill. But, I'll try my best.

I feel like anything I would have to say about "lately" would be boring. Well, no, that's a lie, there is one very amazing aspect of my life right now, but I'm not going to talk about it because I want it to remain not-touched-by-the-internetz, if that makes sense. But I've been happier lately than I have been most of this year, despite it being a really good one.

I've almost finished school! I have about 9-10 days until my first exam (French oral. Shoot me.), and about three weeks until I officially finish school, before written exams. Scary stuff. I can not even begin to describe how fast term three was. It's one massive blur; last holidays definitely do not feel as if they were 11 weeks ago...

So. I'm entering a sort of study-frenzy right now, this week will be me focusing (and i mean it!) on work. Like I said, not very interesting. However, school is a big deal for me at the moment, because it's about to end.

It's strange to think about, really. The end of high school.

Girl Band

2009-07-31T21:55:00.004+10:00

I remember back when I was in grade 2 and 3 my two friends and I had a dream. Well, really, my friend Madeline and I had the dream. Meg was allowed to join after we found out she had more talent than the both of us put together.

I'm not sure what inspired us, but I'm assuming it was either Britney Spears (our focused obsession at the time) or The Spice Girls, who give us the idea of creating a Girl Band. We wanted to be famous. Sing in front of other people. We began planning, our eager little minds buzzing at the prospect of Making IT. Our steps were guided by a small paperback novella entitled something like "How to form a GIRL BAND" or "CHICKY BABIES KNOW HOW TO ROCK!" It provided us with the steps to success:

1. Find members (check)

2. Find motivation (...check)

3. Find a look:

Our look consisted of many layers of purple eye shadow and a lipstick which would've been happy on a corner turning tricks. Unfortunately. We discussed the possibility of each taking on a persona, a la Spice, but after too many fights over who would get to be "the cute, girly one" we ditched the idea. We would just have to submit to glitter, gold and overly large high heels stolen from our mothers.

We had our look.

4. Find a name:
The name-finding eventually turned out to be our downfall (but let's not skip ahead). The Book provided us with a list of random words, of which we were supposed find a name by writing them down on torn pieces of paper and pulling them out of a hat. The list contained (but was not limited to) words like the following:

Ice. Groovy. Babies. Chickies. Spunky. Kittens. Sugar. Awesome. Sparkle. Cool.

I'm sure you get the idea.

We slaved over our pieces of paper, creating the perfectly squared slices of our future. Scrawled over each sliver was a name, written with care, (any mistakes made were thrown in the rubbish).

And so, we piled our precious, promising words into a pile on the floor, after being unable to find a hat. We closed our eyes, wished, and each withdrew a word.

"Ok," Madeline said, always the leader, "Open them up! We are: The Kittens..."
"Cool!" I screamed
"Spunky!" yelled Meg with vigor. We looked at each other, our smiles radiating off our little faces.

The Kittens Cool Spunky.

Slowly, our smiles faded to be replaced by disappointment; our plan had failed. We returned to the book.

5. Get song writin'!
We decided our first concert would be to our grade 2/3 class, at lunch the day after the failed name ceremony. We would come up with a name after we'd performed at our first 'gig' - the book was wrong. So, Madeline assigned me to be the Song Writer. I eagerly took up the task, willingly pulling towards me a fresh pile of paper after the two girls had left my house. I wrote my heart out.

Now, shifting away from the story for a moment, I would just like to state how sad I am I don't still have a copy of this song. It was pretty brilliant. I mean, who else can come up with the words:

ooooh, ohhhhh,
I wish you'd cry for me.
die for me,
Jump through hoops and sing for me,
ooooh, ooooohhhh.

You get the idea. Man I was original.

Our concert received many a clapping hand before the kids turned back to their game of four square, and we were left with buzzing veins and a thirst for more. We consulted the book:

6. Stick it out! You never know what will happen!

What? No agency numbers? No details on how to call talent scouts?

We decided that maybe we were a lost cause.

We couldn't even come up with a good name!!

My point is that I could never write lyrics then and I'm seriously wondering how I'm going to write decent poetry in my literature SAC on Monday.

Hope you enjoyed =]

Um. Hi?

2009-07-16T18:53:00.004+10:00

I know, I didn't Blog Every Day Where Possible. I ran out of the excuse of "it's not possible" after perhaps the third day. Basically, I didn't have anything to write about. When I did have something to write about, I was either a) actually too busy, b) too tired or c) I wrote it in my physical diary/notebook in which I'm now making daily entries. So far I've kept it pretty steady; if I miss a day, I just write two pages the next one. Why I've moved to handwriting rather than blogging is because I need to get used to handwriting, at least for the end of school. It's becoming serious, this education of mine, and I've had to start actually putting extra effort in wherever possible. But anyway, enough blah blah blah, I should write something better than this. It has been a while.

So, these holidays weren't really spent doing much, at least for the first two weeks. Week three was insane. I was exhausted. I slept when I could and tried to fit in reading but even then I couldn't manage much. I had 9-5 musical rehearsals Monday-Friday and Sunday. I also had three 18ths to attend. One of them was my own (I had a lovely time ^_^). They were still so much fun, despite being so demanding.

For my birthday I got a macbook pro. I can't believe I ever functioned with a PC. And I used to be a defender of PCs, quite a proud one too! I think I wrote a blog post about something like this :S I can't remember! But anyway, it's amazing, I can make superquick videos (assuming that I learn how to use iMovie :P) and on that note:

I am now posting weekly videos! Except, not on my own channel. Ahem.

I've joined a collab channel, along with Min and Sarah , that is focusing on popculture. My section is books ^_^ take a look, it began this week! I'm so excited about it!!!!

Alright, I would love to promise that I'll post more regularly but I don't want to, in case I have to break that =[

Now I have to go do homework.

I would like school to be finished now.

<3

#6 And sometimes...

2009-06-26T22:43:00.001+10:00

... I just don't have anything to blog about. Sorry!

#5 Shorter than I wanted

2009-06-26T00:36:00.002+10:00

Of course the time I wanted to make an intense blog post about my day would be the night that I'm tired and can't be bother to type things. DOT POINTS:

Woke up, got dressed, ran to meet a friend
Saw said friend. Had sushi and donuts. Loved it
Returned from seeing previous friend, had txt from another friend, went out to see that friend
Saw about five minutes of a Royal Tennis match for the first time in my life. Was intrigued
Left friend number two
Came home and read
Mother and Step-Dad returned from Italy. They came bearing gifts.
Tried on gifts

Going to go and finish book/start a new one probably

Sorry for vague details but it's late and sleep is needed soonish.

Books read these holidays: 3 (technically #3 isn't finished, but it will be by the time I sleep)

#5 Apple Attack

2009-06-24T22:39:00.002+10:00

And not the fruit kind. The technological kind. I've been contemplating the new iPhone (and the old one prior to that :P) since I heard Apple was releasing it. I think I'll buy one after I turn 18, and possibly start a plan now that I'll be old enough to actually sign a contract. I've been using pre-paid since I first got a phone, but I guess it depends which will be the less expensive in the long run. My urge to get an iPhone has been spurred on by my current phone crashing every other time I need to send/receive a txt, and also by my almost unconditional love for my iTouch; if only I could call people on it.

On an Apple related note, I think it's possible that I'll get a new laptop for my birthday. I wasn't going to ask for one, the main reason I need a new laptop is cause my wonderful, cheapskate school needs to take this one back once I conclude my education there. Rather annoying, seeing as the 'lease' we've paid over the three years I've had this laptop has covered the price, and more, quite easily.
I'm probably going to get the 13-inch macbook pro. I thought about macbook air, but tons of people turned me from the idea, and it's also really unnecessarily expensive.

*pauses to let the cat in*

Urgh. I'm becoming a Mac person, aren't I? I can't believe I just wrote a whole blog post about it. My past-PC self is kicking me.

Books read these holidays: 2

#4 A productive day

2009-06-23T22:00:00.002+10:00

I'm not sure how many people would agree that my day was productive. But I feel it was. I woke up, no hangover despite having consumed quite a lot of free wine last night, ate some food, and read all day. That I can finish a book over 3-4 days now is wonderful, whereas during the term it can take me from 3-5 weeks. I dislike that; I hate having to put reading as one of my last priorities. So that's why I am trying to devour as many books while I can. I've got enough piled up on my shelf as it is.

I also just wrote about 300 words of Chasing Us, which may seem small but believe me, I'm happy with it. I've had to train myself to understand that writing a novel should not be like NaNoWriMo, during which you try and expel over 1,000 words a day. That's not healthy. I do, however, need to start writing more consistently. One of the reasons I'm writing this blog every day of the holidays. It's a reminder, as well as a fun hobby that I'd like to continue with.

I had a couple of questions (literally, two :P) so I'll answer them now:

Is driving hard?
Well, yes, it is at first. The first time I drove, in a deserted car park, I was terrified (as was my mum) that I would hit everything in my path, not that there was actually anything in my path. I remember screaming at mum, "Don't let me hit that pole!"
The pole was about 100 metres away. =].

But don't worry, it gets easier. It's never technically simple, cause when you drive you have to constantly be alert, I mean, otherwise there will probably be a big bang, and pain. I love driving, though. It's really calming, once you get used to it =]

Which 3 places would I like to visit and what 3 things would I like to achieve in the next 10 years and why?

I want to go to London, Paris, and the U.S, but I can't narrow it down any further because there are about 100 million places I'd love to go, some of which I'm sure I've never even heard of =]

In the next ten years... I want to continue learning. It doesn't matter what. I'd also like to have a job that I enjoy, or at least that is sustainable, and I'd like to be happy. Preferably for longer than ten years, but I'll take what I can get. (And that doesn't mean I'm not happy now. I'd like to remain happy.)

Now I'm going to continue reading. Bai! See you tomorrow!

Books read these holidays: 1

#3 Waiting for Nails to dry

2009-06-22T18:42:00.003+10:00

I'm not altogether sure how successful this post will be, seeing as typing with wet nail polish is not always the best of ideas. However, I don't exactly have the time to wait for them to dry and then type this. So I'm being practical. More for the blog's sake than for my nails.

My driving lesson went rather well. And I pwned the reverse parallel parking yesssss. So I booked my test, which isn't until the 1st September =[ I should've booked it months ago, but ah well. I'm sitting the theory test on Friday, so you can be sure that I'll blog about it.

Anyway, tonight will be short, because I have to continue getting ready for my friend Katie's 18th.

Time for some interaction, perhaps? How are all you guys? Whats new? Any questions for me? I'd love to answer some, as always =]

<3>

Books read these holidays: 0 (Almost finished #1)

#2 Intelligent is my favourite kind of Smart People

2009-06-21T19:36:00.003+10:00

(The above title is a joke and yes I am aware of how ridiculous it sounds :P)

So last night, my friend Isabelle invited me to partake in Molly Bloom's Night (which was actually the 17th but Saturday night was easier to hold the gathering). If you don't know what that is, then don't worry, I didn't know what it was until I actually sat there and listened. If you do know, yay, you're education has been touched by James Joyce's Ulysses, the alleged 'most brilliant novel of the 20th century' and so immensely difficult to understand that scholars study it for years and still have no idea what the hell Joyce was on about. (So basically Molly Bloom's night is discussion of the Novel, where readers gather and read and eat Irish dishes and it's really fun)

It was actually a wonderful night, one filled with Literary discussion. I was supposed to just be an observer, and was treated as such, until they mentioned the Ulysses link with Homer's Odyssey. I then just blurted out some fact about Epic Poems, and ended up telling everyone about Classical Societies and Cultures (basically just repeating what I've studied for the many SACS we've done this year in that subject). So it was fun, to have some input. They invited me back next year =]. Hopefully by then I will have actually read Ulysses, or at least some of it.

I have a driving lesson tomorrow. That should be interesting. Except, not really, seeing as after completing something like 97 hours out of 120, I'm pretty sure I can drive. At least, I hope so. All I need to be taught now is how to Reverse Parallel Park. Yeah, that one. I will let you know how it goes.

See you tomorrow!

Books read these holidays: 0 (book 1 still in process...)

#1 Let's do this

2009-06-20T16:05:00.002+10:00

WELCOME TO BEDHWP!!!
Although, I'm not going to continue typing that out, it's incredibly more difficult than BEDA.

I'm finally on term 2 holidays, during which I will have three weeks of wonderful, blessed freedom (and the occasional study day [damn it]) and at the end of which I will be 18. SO EXCITED. My dear friend Katie turns 18 on this Monday the 22nd, lucky girl, (incidentally, that's Colby/Jason's 19th too. Go wish him happy birthday) so we are basically framing the holidays with our 18ths. Except she got the better end.

So, these holidays I'm planning on FINISHING Silver Sky, (at least, finishing the first draft. I think I'll tackle editing it when school is officially over), and also I need to actually finish the first chapter of Chasing Us, which is lying at the moment unceremoniously in a folder on my desktop, in need of love and attention... I'll finish it soon Colby!!

I also plan to sleep, have a small social life and forget that I have to go back to school at the end of it all. Granted, I only have one term left. Then three weeks of term 4, then exams, then I'll be done. DONE!

I'm going to go and read some more. I also want to get through as many books as I can, which I think I'll be tallying here.

See you all tomorrow!

Books read these holidays: 0 (number 1 is in progress)

A New Goal

2009-06-13T23:30:00.006+10:00

Hello everyone!

I'm finding it rather hard to cope with knowing that I still have one week of school left. I feel as if holidays have commenced already, probably because I only had one day of classes last week. My year 12 coordinator said that this week will probably be hard too, damn it! Ah well, it will be great, so great! to have three weeks off.

hmmm. I'm finding it hard to blog about anything interesting right now, which is a pity. I do have things I could talk about but alas, my mind has shut down.

I'm thinking about doing another BEDA-esque project, except this time BEDHWP: Blog Every Day of the Holidays Where Possible. Yes? No? Maybe? I mainly want to do this because BEDA spanned during last school holidays, and it was nice. I enjoyed it. And it forces me to write things that have meaning rather than something such as this every now and again. It's nice to have consistency too. =].

I WANT MY BOOKS NOW

2009-06-09T21:07:00.004+10:00

Re: the title:
I'm waiting for four books to come in the mail. I will somehow need to find time to read them, plus the other four I ordered off Amazon a couple of months ago which I haven't read yet, plus one or two novels for school. Plus various other things. Today I was tempted to buy the complete collection of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe. NO LIV. STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT.

At least I didn't buy it this time. Still, I might go back, it would be a good purchase...

Firstly (secondly?), before I forget, I would love you lovely people to take yourselves over to this blog. He is my friend and has just started blogging. His posts are very nice to read (and I'm not just saying that because I get mentioned heaps :] :P) . He's also a co-author of that novel-I-probably-told-you-about-but-if-I-didn't-then sorry-it's-hard-to-keep-track-so-I'll-tell-you-again-anyway =]. When I asked you all to vote on those names, it was for the title of this collaborative novel, which we have decided to name "Chasing-Us." He has already completed his first chapter, and I'm on the way to completing mine, and it's rather fun.

In other news, I'm currently on a 5-day-weekend, which is lovely, because it feels like forever since I've had a proper break. I spent two days lounging around doing nothing, and Monday-Wednesday I will be/have been seeing friends. I should be working on a 2 minute drama solo, but I really cannot be bothered, even though we're performing Thursday. Meh, 2 minutes is nothing. It's actually almost harder than the end of the year 7 minute solo, which we have to do externally, because it's really difficult to fit in the prescribed content. I'll see how I go. I'll probably begin brainstorming tonight, and work on it tomorrow after I go to the movies.

I caught up with my cousin today, and it made me want to be in Uni already. I want this year to be over. It's going really fast, yes, but I miss having free time, and having my mind away from SACs and practice SACs and essays and not having time to read and only maintaining a social life when there is an off-chance of having a couple of days free because I don't take a science and therefore don't have mid-years. I really need school holidays, I think, so I can unwind and just pretend to have a stress-free life for a while. And then I'll turn 18 anyway (YES!).

Anyway, I know I just need to work through it/ it will be over soon yada yada yada. I can still complain about it =].

Small post for Silver readers

2009-06-04T19:01:00.005+10:00

I just posted chapters 23-25 on the livejournal account. These three, like I said, are probably my favourite chapters, so please comment and let me know what you think! The beauty with the internet is that you can anonymously critique too! How awesome is that? haha.

You can read it here

I've got a five day weekend soon so expect actual blogs then.

<3>

Today, I met John Green LML ( [i]lovemylife)

2009-05-31T20:53:00.006+10:00

Hi!

Wow, I want to say so much about this weekend, but said weekend has made me unbelievably tired. Partly because I had some weird 24 hour cold on friday/saturday that has almost disappeared, leaving no side effects (appart from exhastion). But it's gone so I can assume it's not Swine Flu :P

So perhaps I'll just dot point for now, and elaborate in a post later this week. Sorry for sucking.

- Yesterday (Saturday), I met up with Rohan, Chris, Leuke, and Rob plus some other lovely people to just hang out around Melbourne. It was a good day

- Today, I met John Green.

- The above people, plus Mitto all came along, and we went to two events and both were just, surreal

- John spoke, was amazing to listen to, and to see him be there in front of us... just wow.

- The first time we went up to get our books signed, and after he talked to Chris (whom he gave two shout outs during the event), John looked up and said, "Oh, Liv! I didn't see you when you were sitting there. How are you?"

....OMG!!!! best moment of my life. I mean, he's one of my favourite authors. Just AHHH!!!

- Spent some more time with the guys, and my friend Emily who came along, saw Frezned (if you don't know who he is then youtube him, his videos are amazing. I just can't be bothered to type out another link :P)

- Came home rather happy.

This weekend was something I desperately needed (read: actual fun). I've been so immersed in school for the past two weeks that basically, I just wanted to sleep all weekend before dragging myself back to school. But it was worth it, so unbelieveable worth it.

In other news, as some have asked about my results in things for school, I thought I'd tell you I received an A+ for the previously mentioned Drama Ensembles , which I am SOOO glad because I worked hard on that bitch-of-a-project. And I've been going really well in everything else too. A french SAC which I thought I failed turned out to be the complete opposite, but only because the whole class failed, and so instead of being marked out of 20, it was scaled to be marked out of ten. My 7.5 out of 20 became a 7 out of 10, so I got a B. I LOVE THE BELL CURVE!

Ah that feels strange, talking about marks on this. I just feel like it should be left alone, I don't think I will again.

I also finished typing another two chapters of Silver Sky, which I haven't posted yet because the second needs editing. These chapters when written consequtively are probably two of my favourite chapters, and I really think you guys will like them (at least I hope so.) I' considering waiting until I type up the next chapter, though, then posting all three, because otherwise what happens may not have the impact I would like.

If this doesn't make sense, I apologise. I'll see if I can write something more coherent later this week.

Hmmm, longer than I intended. Ah well.

The Woes of a 14 year old

2009-05-24T20:04:00.003+10:00

Sigh. At this very minute I'm listening to my sister talk about boys over phone msn. Neither of our doors are closed because a) I was playing Gunther and wanted to see how long it would take her to yell at me (she strangely never did...), b) she never shuts her door and c) I'm about to go downstairs and get some tea.

So before I get The Drink That Heals all, I thought I would write a blog post. Two days in a row :O getting a bit BEDA-Esq isn't it? Speaking of posting, did you guys like me posting every day? Would you like some more effort on blogging on my part? These questions aren't Rhetorical. =]. I should take this moment to thank everyone who reads my blogs actually, and all the regular and sometimes one-time commenters, you are all great =].

I'm so tired.

I thought about explaining yesterday's post in more depth. I don't think I will. Just know that I have no problem with life, I think I was just talking about the severe mortality of everything. And I mean everything.

I'm going to go get my tea now =]

The Earth

2009-05-23T23:50:00.004+10:00

A problem with Literature is that when you read something like A Passage to India, it will open your eyes to the world, and with that comes some depressing thoughts. This came to me as I lay in bed trying to sleep Thursday night (exhausted after Ensembles but unable to sleep, despite having a SAC the next day).

Usually what I think about before sleep isn't quite this depressing, but that was the mood I was in. I was upset after Ensembles, only because of a something small, but basically all the stress came out at once, and didn't really leave me. Then that night I was lying there, listening to music and thinking about life. And then a thought came to me, and I began to cry. I don't know whether I believe it, but it was not nice to think about. It's basically a variation of what Forster talks about in his Novel, and the reason some of our Lit classes have been so mind-numbing. I just wrote this down now, and I'm pretty tired so I might refine it tomorrow. It may seem obvious, but the way it came to me, was horrid.

~~~

Drop down, fall far, the direction we are heading in will crumble and cave. Give it time, there is no answer, only the past to look at and wistfully yearn for. Wish for a time when there were no questions. Then, it was possible to look forward without fear, without regret, without a damaged future that is imminent, relentless, and inexpiable. Life on a grander scale is like anything mortal. It once was new, it is growing, and one day it will die. We can’t stop it, as we can’t stop death. We can only prolong it.

Well the page is opened, I may as well Blog

2009-05-17T18:59:00.002+10:00

I'm so tired. And this week has not even properly started. URGH.

That's all I want to say.

*posts blog, then decided that she doesn't want to be boring, and comes back*

On second thoughts, I would rather be writing this than listening to French or writing something about The Kite Runner (sigh) or analysing some Parthenon sculpture, "Poseidon is positioned thus in order to be portrayed as the older, wiser God of the three. In comparison to Apollo, who presents a more youthful posture, the God of the Ocean is upright and imposing..." (Huh, came up with that just then. I'm so using it in my analysis...).

Basically today has been filled with Drama rehearsals. Two of them. One for the aforementioned (?) Drama Ensembles, which is now COMPLETED!! I think that once we've performed them Thursday, I will never want anything to do with The Truman Show or McDonald's ever again. On the upside I can now say "Two-all-beef-patties-special-sauce-lettuce-cheese-pickles-onions-on-a-sesame-seed-bun" fluently, which you may remember as an ad campaign a few years back; if you could say it within a certain time limit, you would get a free burger. I wish they still did that.

Second rehearsal was Pirates of Penzance (I missed the start while at school) which was SO MUCH FUN. An hour of Pirates was better than every.single Playing For Time rehearsal. After it I was almost dazed with glee (my language is rather strange today, just ignore).

Okay that's enough for today. Off to write some essaysssssss.

School Tights.

2009-05-13T18:46:00.002+10:00

I am sorry, but how hard is it to ask for a pair of tights that WON'T get holes in the feet area after one use? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? Furthermore, these babies cost about $15-$20 each and as my school insists on allocating a colour that is not really conventional, we can't find them anywhere cheaper.

Of course the alternative is to wear socks, but you see, I don't for several reasons: 1) They fall down and you are continuously having to lean down and pull them up to their approved knee-length. 2) They are a disgusting brown colour and 3) They do nothing to protect you from the winter wind.

My point is, they should make sturdier tights.

Thank you. This has been a Pointless Liv Blog Post as she prepares to begin her homework.

Silver Sky update

2009-05-12T20:07:00.003+10:00

I finished another chapter!! It was staring me in the face for way too long, and then a conversation with a beloved friend at school spurred me on. I'll tell you, it was painful. I will never write that small again unless I want to really torture someone.

Chapter 22 is here. CLICK!. It was painful to write for other reasons, and not the ones you would expect, after reading it. I just wasn't sure if it was working yada yada yada. But let me know what you think.

And for those who don't understand what the hell I'm talking about, Silver Sky is a novel that I've written, started in November of last year and finished in France. The French part is handwritten, and therefore has to be typed up. Unfortunately I am lazy and am studying year 12 so it's kind of been forgotten. Take a look if you so wish, and let me know what you think!!

It's Over

2009-05-11T20:49:00.002+10:00

I AM SO HAPPY!!

Basically; surprisingly, the play was deemed "the best production seen in years."

WHAT??

Actually, I can understand why. You see, it was a good play - but that didn't make it any less excruciatingly painful. The whole cast was actually rather shocked at how well it was received.

We were waiting for people to walk out during the performances, because how could the audience not see how painful it had been for us? Couldn't they make out the tired circles around our eyes, or the bruises on our legs? They probably couldn't see it through the stage make-up, which was, incidentally, pale faces and a black tint under our eyes like those dreaded dark circles caused by lack of sleep; nightmares; fear.

But didn't the crowd notice our aching muscles, our strained gaits, our desperation to be OUT of there? No, they just probably thought our acting was phenomenal - what else would prisoners of war look like? Definitely not energetic, absolutely not fresh, and awake. And pragmatically, there would be a desperation to escape.

So I suppose those aspects helped us, rather than hindered us. Great.

Although, I'll admit, performing was fantastic. My character, while not having many lines, was onstage basically 80% of the time, so I never got a moment to relax and bring myself back to be myself. I forgot about the crowd ogling at us, and only thought about what was happening around me. Which I'm thankful about. I was even able to cry on cue, on the first night. That's kind of awesome.

# oh wait we aren't numbering them anymore... (darn habbits)

2009-05-05T21:50:00.003+10:00

I almost felt like making the title longer than the blog post after writing that out. But I won't be mean.

So whats new, whats new... I seem to be having BEDA withdrawal pain because I'm finding it rather hard to stay away from this old thing. Who would have thought? The only reason I haven't posted (and I'm sure many of you would have guessed by now, and if you haven't you can read on and pretend you did) is, yes, because of THE PLAY. I had rehearsal Sunday night and last night, but not tonight, so that's lovely as it means the directors [from hell] feel that we don't need some intensive cruelty menthod imposed on us to make us act as if we are living in WW2. It's actually quite hard to do.

Tomorrow is opening night.

I'm getting to the part of the process which, especially in this case, is the best part. I've been in enough productions now to know that this is definitely, by far the worst in terms of rehearsals and blocking process etc, but it's still exciting to know that we will be performing it. I'm glad that I'm finally getting some sort of joy out of this experience, because then it would just have been a waste of A LOT of time. I can actually work out how many hours I've put into this thing.

SEVENTY-FOUR HOURS.

Uh, I wasn't even expecting it to be that long. And this isn't counting the actual production performances themselves :S. Then my total will be about 83 hours, give or take. wow.

Huh. Bit shocked really.

Anyway, so I posted a video onnnn Sunday? Sunday, I think, and yes, it was a song I wrote AGES ago but didn't put it up as it was intended for a collaborative video that fell through (poor Nick :P) so now I decided to use it in order to fill in some time.

I'll post once this is all over. I really can't wait.

Colby

2009-05-03T23:16:00.001+10:00

Is cool.

MAY?

2009-05-01T17:32:00.002+10:00

Ha. Thought you'd seen the last of me for a little while, hadn't you?

Actually I wasn't planning on writing a blog today, but I'm at my friend Steph's house, on her laptop, and thought, hay, why not?

I'm here because she needed someone to sit in a chair and pretend that they were sunbathing for her art project. So I was wearing a bikini in [insert temperature] degrees, haha which was fun! And now we're about to get ready for a friend's 18th dinner thing, which should be lovely. I need something like this after two SACs this week. English went well, Classics...not so sure. Hopefully alright but I really don't want to think about it.

It's kind of nice to write one of these without having to write it. hmm. despite how short it is. I'm just looking forward to my one free day tomorrow for the weekend (during which I will be doing work...) and then another 7 hour play rehearsal. Actually I have rehearsal every day next week. That's Sunday, Monday, Tuesday and then the actual production on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. BUT THEN IT WILL BE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!

Can.not.wait.

=]

#30 I ALMOST FORGOT

2009-04-30T20:56:00.003+10:00

Wouldn't that be great, to fail on the last day of BEDA? I would be disgusted with myself.

And here I had this whole plan of making some sort of awesome blog (although I hadn't quite worked out how, I was just hoping it would happen. hmmm) but I have yet another SAC tomorrow which I've been studying for, so I kinda missed the whole opportunity to make this nice and pretty.

So, what happens after BEDA? Well, I think I'm definitely going to keep blogging as much as I can; it's nice to have something like this. BEDA has made me realise how much I actually like blogging, which I'd forgotten about during Term 1 on account of all the lack-of-sleep-and-no-time. But you know, it's worth putting in the effort from time to time for sure. It will just be nice to not have to do it every.day. Haha.

Still, it will be awesome being able to look over a whole month whenever I feel the need to reminisce about April 2009.

* * *

Okay I just forgot I was writing this. I went downstairs and had a late dinner with my sister and watched House Bunny before I realised I HAVE TO STUDY!

So my point is that I will not forget about this blog =] it just won't be daily!

BEDA OUT.

Thanks for reading and commenting and basically: <3

#29 Explanation

2009-04-29T21:07:00.003+10:00

I was going to write a short blog post today as I'm tired and have an oral to practice, but then I remembered today is the SECOND LAST DAY OF BEDA! Wow. I'm not even sure if it's gone fast or not. Probably because I haven't exactly Blogged Every Day during any other month, so there's nothing to compare it to.

So here's an explanation to yesterdays question:

The general verdict:

Junction: 4

Chasing Us: 2

The Crossroad: 2

Focal Point: 1

The Hunt: 0

AS IF FOCAL POINT IS NOT AWESOME. Thanks Mitto =]

Hmm. Well, hmmm. I'll have to talk to Colby about this.

"But who is Colby?" you all must be wondering. (Except for Colby. He knows who he is.)

Well Colby is the co-author of a collaborative novel that will apparently be called "Junction" but I still prefer "Focal Point." Anyway, we met through this blog and became friends pretty much straight away, and have been planning this little collab-novel right from the start. We won't be posting the chapters up for you guys (sorry =] you'll just have to buy it :P) unless we decided that maybe one or two can go out for some opinions.

I might write out the plot line that we've come up with one day, but at the moment I think it best to keep it under wraps. Secrecy can be necessary (and fun!). I'm really looking forward to starting this. Obviously as a side project cause Year 12 (as you all know very well from countless complaints by moi) is HARDDDDDDDDD.

I'd better go and practice! See you guys tomorrow for the final BEDA!

<3

ah this is still rather short. Play rehearsal wasn't that painful today. Probably because we didn't have to go on the bunks. And we didn't get yelled at. yay.

#28 A Vote

2009-04-28T21:57:00.005+10:00

Hello! Before I get started, I have a question. Answers are most appreciated, as this is actually really important... =D

Which one:
"Junction"; "The Crossroad(s)"; "Focal Point"; "Chasing Us"; "The Hunt"

(The answer isn't anything that can be googled, and it's not some strange test, haha.)

Thank you!!!!

ON TO THE BLOG

What to talk about today? I had a couple of giggle fits at school , one in French class talking about, well, we'll see if I can even bring myself to mention it; and the other talking about Cows and how their milk should be chocolate flavoured and correspond to the Cow's coat: e.g. Brown Cow = Milk Chocolate. We also decided that if you shake the cows, and you get Chocolate Milk Shakes. If the Cows are from the Swiss Alps, they will make chocolate ice-cream. Haha. Katie, we are awesome :P (I had to write this down so that I could remember the hilarity's of this year :P <3). style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Anyway, today in French we just tried to discuss things, in French (go figure). My teacher asked me if there were any serious social issues (or something) at the moment, and because I couldn't think about anything in school per say, I just said, "er, la grippe porcine...?"
In other words: Swine Flu. Which is basically a scary thought right now, and I hope that everyone who reads this is safe/everyone you know is safe =] Just don't go near coughing people :P

That's not actually the point of my story. My point is where my French teacher lead the conversation. We began talking about eating meat; why people become vegetarian; should we cut down on how much Cow we eat to reduce carbon emissions? - then he asked us, why do we eat Cows, instead of say, Dogs?
From a philosophical point of view, and nothing to do with culture etc (he wasn't telling us we should eat dogs, he was just saying, well, if we can eat cows, why not dogs?) and then we moved on to cultures that say, worship cows, and actually eat dog. And then he brought up... Urgh. Well, who's heard of the Scientology-method of childbirth and what they eat after the baby is born? I really don't want to say it. Basically, it ended with my French teacher leaping away from his computer in horror after searching "Cooking recipes" for this particular...delicacy, and the class in hysterics.

I love days like this.

#27 My favourite Passage

2009-04-27T19:14:00.003+10:00

Haha. Oh pun, you will never fail to amuse me. If you don't understand, then let me speed you up - I just want to talk a bit about "A Passage to India" for a little while (get it now?). It's the text we are studying for our next Lit SAC and consequentially, our exam (assuming I choose this text when we get to that point.)

Now as I've probably mentioned before, this is a difficult novel to read. Why? Well for many reasons. It would be hard to go into it without you guys knowing the text (do you? Let me know =] ). Anyway, there is this one passage that has fast become one of my favourite passages ever. It's just beautiful. It's when Forster is describing Chandrapore, and he moves on to describe the sky (which he comes back to often):

The sky too has its changes, but they are less marked than those of the vegetation and the river. Clouds map it up at times, but it is normally a dome of blending tints, and the main tint blue. By day the blue will pale down into white where it touches the white of the land, after sunset it has a new circumference - orange melting upwards into tenderest purple. But the core of blue persists, and so it is by night. Then the stars hang like lamps from the immense vault. The distance between the vault and them is as nothing to the distance behind them, and that farther distance, though beyond colour, last freed itself from blue.

One day I will write something as amazing as that. Or at least, I hope I will.

Anyway, someone asked for more French stories, so OKAY!

Here's a bizarre story that doesn't really have an interesting conclusion, it's rather one of those tales that drift off in an awkward silence. But I just found it hilarious.

The classes I had to attend in France were either Science, Maths, French or English (English was by far my easiest/best subject while I was there...). The problem with Science, Maths and French, was that, with the first two, I can't even understand them when they are in English. Let alone some old French bird standing at the front of the class, holding up a tennis ball and speaking in some rapid, incoherent (to my petite ears) language while I stared blankly back (I think it was, um, geometry?). Then I discovered that no one really cared what I did in class, so I just read, and then after our two week break, I wrote (even though by then, my listening had improved enough that I could understand what people were talking about as long as I understood the context).

So perhaps in the early second week, I was sitting in Biology, book in hand, a faint drone of French in the hazy background. I was far too immersed in The Bell Jar to notice my name being called the first time, so I had to have my shoulder tapped by the teacher herself, so as draw me out of my stupor. I looked up, slightly confused, and heard the teacher say, " 'Ow iz it that yohu sai "sex-appeal" en Anglias?"

I was slightly confused, as generally, this is not a question thata teacher would ask a student. Apparently two students were flirting and the teacher felt a need to ask the boy whether he thought the girl had sex appeal. And then, because there was an Australian in the class, they asked her what it was in English. Then, I was asked to get up and write it on the board.

For the remainder of the lesson I sat there, again reading, but occasionally looking up and staring in amazement at the words sitting rather prominently on the black board.

Stereo-typical French, anyone?

#26 Just realised #25 was untitled :S

2009-04-26T21:25:00.002+10:00

Today's going to be a short one folks.

I would love to bore you all about my play rehearsal today, but really, I suffered enough pain so you guys shouldn't too.

I think I have more bruises from the bunks though.

Um, Yeah, Sorry, my mind isn't really working right now. This could be because I am way too immersed listening to the Wicked soundtrack. And because my mind is telling me to get the hell to bed.

Night night.

#25

2009-04-25T16:57:00.003+10:00

I'm writing a blog a lot earlier than usual as I kinda need to get it out of the way. I have to write an English Oral at some point this evening, and I figure it best to do this blog when I'm not completely frustrated at myself. See, now I'm still in a good mood. And feeling a lot better, thank you. =]. Although I woke up with a sore arm, feeling rather nauseous :S it's passed. My arm is still sore.

Anyway, my football team (st. kilda) WON. HELL to the YES. By about 80 points too. Yayness.

Gah I didn't know what to type so I wrote out the whole McDonalds Menu song (had to memorise for my Drama Ensembles) which I learnt in about 20 minutes with the help of Gunther and the lyrics. Then I deleted it because I don't want to advertise Macca's on this blog.

Okay I was just reminded of a story from France! yay

Probably my best food experience of the whole trip was our four days in Paris at the beginning. This was mainly because the breakfast they served us at the hotel was AMAZING, and because we were allowed to go off by ourselves for lunch. One day we spent about thirty precious minutes (we had an hour) walking around Chatlet des Halles (a huge shopping center that has everything except food, we found out) trying to find somewhere to eat, before we emerged onto the snowy streets and found a cute little pasta cafe.

We walked into a rather large and expensive restaurant on our first day but didn't realise how expensive it was because A) we were jet-lagged and B) we just assumed it was the normal price range in Paris (I think I was charged about 20 euros for a club sandwich, about $AU40 :S But it was worth it. So worth it.)

I walked out of Paris with pretty good memory of the cuisine, so you can imagine my excitement when told by my host family we would be taking a day-trip there. We'd walked around for most of the morning when my host-father declared lunch, so I happily trotted after them, in a state of mean hunger. And where did they take me, amoung all the wonderful patisseries and boulangeries and cafes and escargot-fancy places? You've probably guessed. McDonalds.
"Eet iz an hoppourtunitee foar you to taste zhe differahnce" said my host-father, obviously thinking it was a treat for me to try McDonalds a la France. The only thing I got out of that experience was the knowledge that Australian McDonalds is better than French McDonalds. Then I felt disgusting for the rest of the day, and found it pretty hard to enjoy myself.

Sorry it's not really a happy ending :P I just wonder, WHYYY??? Urgh. Now I have the menu song stuck in my head. If anyone needs to know an item from the 1990's Maccas menu, let me know, I can tell you what it is. (not much has changed, really.)

#24 Injections Muddle and beFuddle the Brain

2009-04-24T22:29:00.002+10:00

Hello. I'm writing this to you from a state of rather interesting hazyness. Vagueness. Tiredness. Need I continue? It's because today I had a Flu shot and my third dose of Gardasil which means:

1. I'm protected from the devil known as Influenza this year;

2. I am now completely cervical cancer repellent;

3. I will never have to get another painful needle related to preventing cervical cancer (it really hurts. I could barely feel the Flu shot in comparison);

4. I now feel woozy etc because the Flu Vaccine is a bitch, and you apparently have to go through some nice physical pain before you can be protected for a year. Awesome.

On that note, I'm going to go and read, sleep and wake up to find my football team has prevailed (hopefully...)

#23 Pain

2009-04-23T19:07:00.008+10:00

Wow this is so early to be writing a blog. 7:00pm, what's with that? Sorry about yesterday's brief post, I was too tired/sore to think clearly. Plus I was annoyed; this Play is driving me insane. I regret ever wanting to be a part of it. Not only is it painful to sit through rehearsals, but it is now painful to rehearse.

We have these WW2 style bunk beds, which are probably exactly the same as what the prisoners had. Why? Because they HURT to sit on. They hurt to lie on. They are painful to look at. The fact that we were wearing really thin school dresses meant that the wood panels practically sliced through and marked our legs. I have a bruise on my arm. I had a splinter (which would have served its life quite well as a toothpick) thrust into my palm when I accidentally dragged my hand along the bunk climbing down.

Besides that, I'm adapting back into the rhythm of school life, although this Term has already proved more stressful than the last, just with the prospect of work ahead.

It's always difficult to pick a favourite class with my subjects because they are all brilliant, but I have to say, sitting in Literature makes my heart sing. I'm not sure if it's the discussion of our novels, or listening to my classmates all speak so intently about pretty much any subject we come up with (tangents are a prominent factor in Lit class) or just my quintessential teacher... who knows.

I was going to talk about the novel we are currently studying but I actually have to get back to studying.

And with the stories, I'm not sure when I'll have time to write some out. They take a lot of time up that I don't have. We'll see. My problem this weekend is that I have rehearsal for SEVEN HOURS on Sunday, so I have to complete all my homework on Saturday. Urgh.

#22 Sigh

2009-04-22T20:50:00.003+10:00

If the oppourtuity comes up, never, ever EVER take part in or watch Playing For Time.

This has been Liv's Tip of the Month.

Until Tomorrow.

#21 A long Day

2009-04-21T22:53:00.002+10:00

Oh of course the internet wouldn’t be working. I’m typing this out in a Word Doc because I really don’t want to wait for the system to re-start, and then have to go into my blog and open up a new post and then begin writing. So I’m typing this here. Not that it makes a difference to you guys as it is this will be exactly the same as it appears to you every other day.

Hai =].

I forgot how tiring school is. Add the actual tiring part of my day to the fact that I only had about 5 hours sleep, and you have one tired Liv. It’s not really my fault that I couldn’t sleep, I mean, I was lying there for perhaps three hours and then suddenly I looked at the clock and it was 2AM. “Brilliant I thought,” and I then proceeded to text twitter to inform everyone I couldn’t sleep.

Anyway, I’ve decided that there is no way I can get through school and keep doing all I do on the internet, which is funnily enough taken up reading everyone’s BEDA blogs. So I think I’m just going to wait until the weekend and then go through them then. I’ve spent the last couple of hours writing a Classics essay I should have completed about a week ago when I actually had time, but ah well. At least I feel compelled to do work again, it’s just way too hard during the holidays.

Oh and I wanted to ask, now that there are only about 9 days of BEDA left, is there anything in particular you would like me to write about? Any more questions? Challenges? Suggestions? And whatever other synonyms you would like to think of. Keep in mind that I kind of have school to think about now ^_^

Love.

#20 Sigh

2009-04-20T19:56:00.002+10:00

I have to go back to school tomorrow. While I love school, I think I've grown far too accustomed to holiday life. It feels like they've lasted forever! Which is what you want, I guess, term fast; holidays slow. I thought it was generally the other way around. Hmmm.

Today was mainly spent trying to do homework. I didn't really get much done, because I've forgotten what it feels like to work. Sure, it's a wonderful feeling, but still, it can't last. Hopefully I'll be back in the swing of things by the end of the week, and then I'll be back and immersed in my work and loving school (to a degree) again. Still, I have many things to look forward to this term:

The conclusion of a play I hate: What we were working on all of first term, Playing For Time, has almost made me want to scream in frustration whenever I think about rehearsals. I'm sure I've mentioned it before, but if not, I won't bore you with talk of the horrible and incruciating (is that made up?) pain this play has cause me. It will be over in three weeks! ahhh

The beginning of a Musical that I'm positive will be wonderful: Pirates of Penzance

Seeing my friends every single day again for another 9 weeks

The prospect that this time, at the end of next holidays, I will be Eighteen

The prospect that this time, at the end of next holidays, Harry Potter 6 will be a couple of days from being released (haha)

There's a possibility that I will begin writing a collaborative novel with someone who found me through this blog, and writing in general always excites me, plus it sounds like fun =D

THE NERDFIGHTER GATHERING ON MAY 31ST. John Green. Ahhhhhh! I booked my place for it today!!

There are probably more reasons but I can't think of them right now. I'm actually tired - which is GOOD because I must fall asleep tonight around midnight (as opposed to 3am which is probably my average bedtime during the holidays) so that I'm not dead tomorrow.

#19 Trains

2009-04-19T23:09:00.003+10:00

I think trains are the leading public transportation to a good story. Honestly, I have countless moments at my fingertips to recall to you, oh faithful readers. Though today's blog comes with today's train stories. There are two, in fact. Both of which I twittered about, but I would love to go into detail because I find one of them hilarious and the other mind-blowing.

Well the first was more of an background entertainment as I sat there, calmly listening to my iPod and shivering slightly in the brisk wind - though, I had my awesome new scarf with me, and I secretly knew that without it, I would have been colder.

There was a man walking around the other platform, rather large and stumbling around as if he were either drunk or not quite there in the head. He was clutching to his chest one football as red as Santa's rosy cheeks. It didn't remain in his hands though, oh no. He proceeded to kick said football at the walls of the station, letting it roll unevenly back to him, before aiming, and kicking again. This wouldn't seem a problem to the casual reader, but I haven't arrived at the best part. His 'innocent' kicking almost hit about three people in the head, and was missed because they had the intuition to duck in time.

And the man didn't stop.

You could tell how disappointed everyone on his platform was when he just managed to save his ball from rolling off onto the train tracks.

My second story is from when I was on the train, almost to my destination (flinders street). The two people sharing the four-seat section with me got up to exit the station before mine (Southern Cross) and I was alone. At least I was alone for about the time takes to walk from the doors of the train to a seat.

I was watching a pretty and happy looking girl walk down the train towards my section, to later sit down just a few seats up, when her face changed and my attention shifted as I looked up at a creepy, rather gruesome man coming to sit down next to me (I would like to point out that there were many vacant seats on the train).

This is not from shallowness or bad judgment, my reaction. The way the man stared while he sat down, I knew that I didn't want to be there. Another man was with him, who looked normal enough, but made it impossible for me to get up and leave because I didn't want to insult either of them (I realise they probably didn't care less, but still, it's mean to just get up and leave).

There must have been something in my face as well, as the girl who I had seen enter the train said something to me. I didn't quite catch it at first, as my music had closed me off from the outside world, but when I removed one headphone I heard her say, "Hey, oh my! I haven't seen you in ages!"
I took the hint and got up to walk over to her, the relief plain on my face. "Wow!" I said, "I barely even recognised you! Where abouts are you getting off?"

The conversation that continued lasted for about five minutes as our train drove on towards my station. We ended up chatting as if we had known each other for a long time, though it was mainly about school. As I got up to leave, I hugged her and hurriedly, in a whisper, asked for her name, and gave her mine.

I think the cringe moment of this was when I got up said goodbye, and then, loudly by habit, "It was nice to meet you!"

Sigh.

Her act of kindness was just so wonderful. I mean, I meet strangers online all the time, but to just connect with someone out of the blue, who I will probably never meet again (although I hope I do because she was really interesting) was a mind-triggering moment. It gave me some faith in humanity. Not that I'd lost faith at all, it was just nice.

See you all tomorrow.

#18 100th Post?

2009-04-18T22:13:00.004+10:00

I have to apologise profusely for yesterday's blog. It was rather... bland, you could say. The fault is my own*, see, I meant to write a proper blog earlier than what actually eventuated, but I have this habit of writing blogs rather late at night.

If you're Australian, you probably would have noticed this by now. Unless you go to bed early and presume that I write blogs early in the morning. Except that the time I post is recorded. So you all would know the time I post.

(/tangent).

Sorry, back to the point. I ended up having to rush in order to get ready for a get-together with my lovely friends - hence part 1 of said blog. Part 2 was when I arrived home exhausted and could barely type.

So I bet you're thinking, "Well, at least she had a good night sleep."

So you would think! my fair readers**. Yet, I'm sorry to say, I was detrimentally kept awake until 3:00am (okay it didn't cause me harm but I was tired) by my best friend, whom I called in answer to a wild plea for help. Here is the ratio of advice and discussion about her problem, to friendly chit-chat: 10/90***.

It would be mendacious of me to say I did not enjoy the conversation. I did. I was just asleep for probably 20% of it.

And there concludes my lavishly detailed excuse (and a little extra story) about why yesterday, my blog sucked.

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Ha. That was fun. I definitely did not plan for that to become some pompous story :P. Always a joy to exercises my new vocabulary words**** that we were given as optional homework for Lit.

I've been eating way too much chocolate cake. My sister made some yesterday while I was out. It's the best cake ever (if you've heard of Nigella Lawson then you'd understand. Google her =])

I just saw that this is my 100th post! *celebrates*

*****

*whose fault would it be? Duh Liv.
** capitalisation use intentional
*** or in other words, it was 'one big gossip/catch up session'
**** in this case, word...
***** sorry about the footnotes(?)

#17 LATE

2009-04-17T18:20:00.004+10:00

I THOUGHT I WOULD HAVE TIME TO WRITE A BLOG BEFORE I LEFT BUT I DIDN'T SO THIS WILL BE ADDED TO IN LIKE 7 OR 8 HOURS KTHXBI

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Hi =].

So, Firstly: I'm not drunk (so none of that tonight.)
Secondly: I'm really, really tired
Thirdly:

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I'd like to mention Gabi , who is new to the blogging scene, and is a rather interesting read, so check her out and give her some comments =]

(I'll make up for this abysmal blog tomorrow =] )

#16 Is this inspiration? Is this nausea?

2009-04-16T22:57:00.004+10:00

I have the strangest feeling right now. My body is buzzing with this urge to write something but I can't express it. WHY? URGH.

It like my creativity has been bottled up inside me and for some reason it can't and won't be released. I'm filled to the brim with adrenaline, I feel helpless and tired. Sure, it'll pass. Why not, we all go through mad rushes of feelings. And there has been absolutely nothing at all to spur it on, it just happened. This evening.

Just got back from helping my sister duct-tape her computer back together. Hasn't changed anything.

The real problem is that I have the inspiration, but I can't be bothered to use it. Call me lazy or what-not but I actually have my reasons for not wanting to do anything right now. I'm not going to tell you because I don't want to be hypocritical and tell a story when after just saying I don't want to write one.

Wow this tone is rather condescending. Don't mean to be. Better stop.

Sorry for this crap/really bizarre mood. Back to normal tomorrow.

#15 HALF WAY

2009-04-15T22:48:00.003+10:00

Wow, has it really been 15 days already? BEDA has gone rather fast! And I have to say, I'm really enjoying it! (I hope you guys are too). I know a lot of people who really disliked the concept after putting it to practice, but so far blogging every day hasn't been a problem for me. Though there are still another fifteen days to go, so I shouldn't speak so soon.

I thought I'd take a break from story writing today because I'm actually really tired. This is probably because I didn't sleep the 10+ hours I usually do during the holidays in order to go and meet some youtubers this morning. It was really fun! A couple of awkward pauses here and there, but that happens. We traipsed around the city for a significant part of the day, and while it probably wasn't actually that much walking, to me it felt like heaps. Which is probably why I'm now tired.

I went out for Japanese with my family this evening. The type where they cook in front of you (I know how you say it, but I'm not sure how you spell it... Tepin...something) and while it was really delicious, I was over it all by the end. See, they take about five billion hours to serve you, and then in only tiny portions. Granted, you are completely full by the end, but the wait is a bit hard. Ah well.

Anyway, I think I'm going to go and read for several hours. That should be fun. Night all.

#14 Story: Through the howling wind

2009-04-14T22:51:00.010+10:00

Hey Guys,

Here's the first story. Hope you enjoy! I didn't include the details like the poptarts etc because the plot line just kind of took over, I had fun writing this. Hope you all enjoy!

The prompt:
Proposed Plot Line: You are camping with friends in rugged terrain in the middle of nowhere, miles from civilization. After the first night you wake up and everyone is gone. Apart from a box of Poptarts and 3 litres of Iced Tea, all of you and your friends possessions are gone (including maps needed for leaving). Searching around the campsite you find only a few signs of struggle, some drops of blood, and also some very odd green wool unlike from any Australian animal you would recognize. You realize this is not a joke. You start to hear an unnatural screeching sound about 600 metres away. What do you do?

The story:

I wasn't quite sure what woke me up. Perhaps it was the rustling leaves, or the howling wind. Except, those are sounds that frequent the outdoors, a sweet offer of soothing change instead of banal city noises, the screech of tires and rushed rumble of trams that I so hated.

I blinked slowly at the tent roof, colourless in the night. Shivering, I reached for my jumper, lying precariously at the end of my sleeping bag. Sleep still muddled my thoughts and I had to sit still for a moment before the notion clicked into my mind: I was alone. Shell, my best friend, wasn’t lying beside me, wasn’t muttering in her sleep as usual. Nor was she there to safe guard our tent, to be my companion. She had left me.

I crawled towards the opening and searched in blindness for the zipper. I was filled with a sudden jolt of fear, like the feeling you get when you miss a step, or when you’ve forgotten something important, that urged me out of the tent with a rush of adrenaline, fumbling in the dark to stand outside. There was no noise, no quiet breathing of the boys who we’d left asleep by the campfire, tired after a day of laughter and hiking. The other tent, where Lucy and Dan had fallen asleep, was caved in, the centre pole ripped out. I took a shaky breath, frozen, my limbs tortured in immobile helplessness.

“Shell? I whispered. “Shell? Michelle!” I yelled, my shaky voice not carrying far at all. Then I was back to a soft murmur, “Where is everyone?”

This had to be some sick joke. A set up. A reality TV show. Yet I couldn’t picture any of my friends doing this to me. Not to the girl that is afraid of everything, who relies on her friends more than she can depend on herself. The girl only good in support.* I felt the tears welling up and my throat tightening as I moved around. I was a lost deer, separated from her family. Alone, confused, and scared. My chest was hurting because I was forgetting to breath. I stumbled around, checking for a sign, a note; perhaps they had gone on a midnight stroll, and had wanted to let me sleep.

My eyes adjusted to the night as I circled the campfire, allowing myself to notice the footprint mark in the ash of our smouldering fire pit, and the coal scattered around as if someone had been dragged through it, trailing ash behind them. My eyes were widening, I became frantic. Shell’s sleeping bag was half of our tent, unnoticed by my blind eyes only moments before, but now I could picture her being dragged out, clutching onto her sleeping bag as the only available material before it was pried out of her weak grip.

I walked slowly in the direction of the strewn coal, out of our small clearing. My eyes and legs seeming to be the only functioning part of my body. Was the grass flatter here, as though someone had been dragged along it, or was my mind searching desperately for bizarre scenarios, instead of just finding reasonable, simple answers for my friend’s disappearances? I’d stopped on the flattened grass, one hand up to my mouth, when my gaze fall on the trees lining out campsite. It was there, when I saw it. Green wool. From Shell’s jumper. My knees crumbled, my head was limp as I struggled with myself, fighting the urges to scream wildly and helplessly, to tremor in despair.

A horrible, goose bump inducing scream pierced the night. But it was ephemeral, and soon the darkness was devoid of any abnormal noises, it was just me, alone with the leaves rustling and the wind howling. I sat up, staring at the colourless tent walls, my breathing ragged. Shell turned to me, still safe under her sleeping bag. “Bad dream?” she asked sleepily.

*Quote from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead

#13 Excitement and Controversy

2009-04-13T20:08:00.003+10:00

Today I found out that John Green will be coming to Australia. There will be a Nerdfighter gathering on the 31st of May in Melbourne!! This is the most exciting news ever. I'm going to meet one of my favourite authors in a clash of pure awesome and nerdfighters! ahhhhhh!!!

Something else came up today. Can't tell you all about it yet. Too many chances of it not actually happening. But it's awesome nonetheless.

That's all I really have to be excited about. I still haven't done the stories. I will. It's just that today was the commencement of wop and basically I only got some Lit work done (actually it was a lot, but didn't seem like much). And so I don't really have much to blog about.

Oh wait, yes I do. This angered me greatly:

I'm not sure if you all have heard about the Amazon.com Fail that happened today. Basically there was a 'glitch' in the system, and consequentially many books have been removed from the database. Now this would just seem like a mild nuisance. Sure, until you type 'homosexuality' into the search and come up with titles such as:

"A Parent's Guide to Preventing Homosexuality"

"You Don't Have to Be Gay: Hope and Freedom for Males Struggling With Homosexuality or for Those Who Know of Someone Who Is"
"For the Bible Tells Me So"

and

"Can Homosexuality be Healed?"

Really, Amazon?

First and foremost I would like to say that I am completely for the freedom to express any sexuality. If I were to be only in love with other women or simply prefer a mix, then I would want my choices to be accepted. Whoever says that it is inhumane is wrong, because there is no difference. We are all human, and it is natural.

I'm sorry to bring up more controversy in this blog, but it shouldn't even be an issue.

I could go on, but I won't.

#12 Road Trip

2009-04-12T21:13:00.002+10:00

I drove my mother to Rye today, in an attempt to gain more hours (for my eventual licence). I almost have 70. I need 120. Preferably in 3 months. Ah well. Vic roads is the devil.

Speaking of the devil, or rather, back to the whole religion debate: guys, play nice =]. While I strongly encourage interaction in the comments (and comments in general), at least keep it civil. You all make very strong points. It was great to receive so many comments for my questions post though. I may do another later on in the month.

I was asked what type of writer I want to be.

Hard question as I'm not all that sure myself. I would love to write novels for a living, but it's not something I can do by itself, for financial reasons (unless by some incredible twist of fate I actually sell many books. Then I'd only have to work a little. Unless I become the next J.K Rowling [ha.]. Then I probably wouldn't have to worry about money) so perhaps journalism (although I really, really don't want to) or something of the kind. I want to major in Creative Writing or Literature. And then I'll see where I go.

Anyways, I need to complete a significant amount of reading tonight and actually go to bed before 3am (cough, did that this morning) because tomorrow marks the first day of HOMEWORK WEEK (hereafter 'wop' (week of pain)). I've even written out a schedule and everything. I is organised. Assuming of course that I stick to what I've layed out. We'll see.

I'm going to go and eat more chocolate now.

#11 Answers Now, Stories after Easter

2009-04-11T17:42:00.006+10:00

Just got home from a wonderful dinner with my family. My cousin and I have decided we want to go backpacking in Europe in about 18 months or so. We're beginning our planning now, so we can save =]. Rather exciting. I wrote this before I left, but didn't post incase I got any more questions. Which I did.

Hey Guys! So thanks to the multiple questions from some people, I think I have enough to fill out a worthy Blog Post. I decided I'll tackle the stories after Easter, because then I'll have some more time to sit down and hopefully write something good. So if you have any more topics you can still put them in the comments until I post the blog(s).

Q:What good books have you read this year?

Wait, I'll pull out the records.

So far this year I've read about 20 books, some were read twice (e.g. School books and a couple I read while in France). I have to say that my two favourite new books this year were The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, fabulous novel, it's YA but it has to be one of the most beautifully written books, out of all that I've read. Another is The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. I wouldn't recommend this if you don't like depressing books, because this really gets into your head. I loved it, though.

I've mentioned this one before, I'm pretty sure, but Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead by Tom Stoppard is indescribably entertaining and mind triggering. Plus, it relates to Hamlet majorly, and you will never look at literary character devices in the same way again.

Q: What bands do you like?
My two favourites are bands that I heard at concerts before I'd actually listened to their music. I think it's a powerful thing, to capture some one's attention for the first time during a live show.

Jack's Mannequin were a support band when I went to see Fall Out Boy (friend had a spare ticket, wasn't going to say no) in 2007. I still love them, especially after their second album came out.

Motion City Soundtrack were playing at a music festival I went to a year ago. I heard just one of their songs and decided to look them up. Best decision ever.

I also love, The Killers, Katy Perry, Sum 41, Bowling for Soup, Blink 182 etc etc.

Q: Do you have any celebrity crushes?
Yes. Hugh Dancy after watching Confessions of a Shopaholic. um. I used to have a huge crush on both Orlando Bloom (who didn't?) and Daniel Radcliff. But I'm not really into the whole 'mooning over celebrities' thing. I feel like it's a waste of time. Fictional [book] characters are probably another story =P

Q: When are you free for coffee?
Mitto, when I next see you we'll go out for coffee. And have the lolz.

Q: Hey there Delilah, what's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away...So I'm not really sure :S

Q: When can we expect the next chapter of Silver Sky* and do you have a conclusion in sight or will this be the Internet version of 'Blue Hills'?
No, I don't plan for Silver Sky to continue for years on end. =]. It's completely finished (although I did leave the ending open, so it could continue if I so wished, but I had to put an end to it. Not that you guys will get to that point anytime soon).

Regarding SS, basically, I'm having a little bit of trouble getting through my own handwriting. It makes typing it up frustrating. I had some stupid idea to rule tiny little lines onto each page like so:...because I wanted to fit more onto each page. Little would I know that I would slowly be torturing my future self. So, it's a slow process, but I'll get there. Next time I update I'll make sure it's a large chunk of chapters so you don't only get a tiny section of the novel.

Q: Why is the word shenanigans still so underused?
Well, I have a friend that used it for a Facebook Event not so long ago, so I wouldn't call it underused

Q: Would you rather be a rich princess in medieval Europe or a normal person today?
Normal Person today. Why? Because I've spent some time studying Medieval history, and basically, it's not an era I would particularly love to live in. Even if I was a Princess. This was the period before all the wonderful discoveries such as 'The Printing Press' and 'Discovering What The Insides Of Dead People Look Like, Therefore Now We Can Start Learning How To Fix You If You're Dying!'
Among other reasons. Normal today is fine for me.

Q: Would you live in a pool for ten years for $4 million dollars? You would be able to have lilos and such to float on as to not be wrinkled all the time.
No. I'd rather spend those ten years outside of a pool, working for money and being productive rather than living on water. Besides, I bet it would get lonely.

Q: Would you row a boat for 2km along the Yarra in daylight, naked, for 25 grand?
No. I would have no respect for myself if I did that.

Q: Why is ironing shirts soooo much harder than you’d think?
It's easy, you just have to lay the shirt out so you don't crinkle it further.

Q: Why do people always yawn at the same time?
Um, there's a scientific reason for this. Something about our brains registering the notion of 'yawn' and then believing that it must yawn too. Probably wants to just be cool like all the other brains.

Q: What is the meaning of life? and What do you think the bottom line is in life? Is it love? As humans, are we simply here to reproduce to ensure the survival of the human race? Or is there something more to this?
I grouped these questions together because they are pretty much asking the same thing. Or at least, that's how I'm interpreting them.

I think we are here to live. If that's not a satisfactory answer, then I'm sorry. Sure, we're probably here to carry on the human race yada yada yada. But the way I see it is: We are here, now, on this day, and we have perhaps 80 years or so on this place, so we may as well utilise the time we have as best we possibly can. Otherwise, what's the point of it all?

(I realise I ended with the same question that was asked. And so the cycle continues)

Q: What would the world be like if dogs had eyebrows?
Filled with a lot more expression.

(Wasn't sure whether this was a question as well as a story idea [there's more to it] so I'll just do both ^_^)
Q: I had a cat who decided to run away when I moved house. Where did he go?
Actually I think I will turn this answer into a story. Just had an idea =]

The following questions have to do with Religion, so I grouped them all together. I'm assuming that there are some religious people who read this blog, so I just want to say now that whatever I say is not meant to offend anyone's belief, it's just my opinion.

Q: Do you believe that a God does exist and that there is an afterlife?
To say yes to either of these questions would be to lie to myself. I don't believe in God. This is partly because of how I've been brought up; neither of my parents believe in God, my father is in fact Buddhist (although this is only lately, since he moved to Asia.)

In many ways I do wish I had ultimate faith in something such as a God, or just religion in general. I respect those who have an unwavering loyalty to their beliefs. That's just not who I am, no matter how much I would love to unconditionally believe in something. I'm more Agnostic than Atheist, because I would like to believe that there is a larger force out there, I just need it to be proved to me. And not in some 2000 year old story that has been edited and re-written and translated so many times that who knows what it originally began as. Plus, I don't like how it treats women. However much society has improved, we still have a long way to go.

The 'afterlife' is something I'm not sure about. Again I take it in a literal sense: How can anyone know what happens after death? No one has come back to tell us. Heaven and reincarnation has been created so that death isn't as frightening, I guess almost something to look forward to, to soften the blow. As humans we fear the unknown, and death is probably the greatest uncertainty of all.
I'll take what happens, when the time comes. Now, I'll concentrate on what I already have.

Q: Do you think that the way we live our life here on Earth will ultimately determine where we end up in the afterlife?
see above answer.

Q: Do you think reincarnation is feasible?
again, see above answer. But sure, I think it's feasible. I don't discriminate, there are tons of possibilities. It's just rather hard to prove them all.

Q: Do you think that Karma is real - every action we do unto the universe will ultimately come back to us in kind, or do bad things really happen to good people for no reason?
Karma is something that I think is just the natural order of things. I think generally if you do something bad, you will probably pay for it. Perhaps it's more of a Justice thing, I don't know. Bad things happen. Sometimes to more people than others, even if they are wonderful God-fearing citizens. But if you were to spread a person's life out and sort it into the Good and the Bad, I'm sure there would be a balance. It all depends on the variables.

Q: As it is Easter, I'd like you to read Mark's gospel in the Bible and than then tell me who does Mark say Jesus is.
I don't even know if my family owns a bible :S. I don't have time to dig it up if we do. I'll google it. Okay too many options. Sorry.

*For new people, Silver Sky is a novel I began writing for National Novel Writing Month and finished (by handwriting it) in France. I'm still trying to type up the handwritten second half.

#10 late and with good reason

2009-04-11T00:12:00.003+10:00

I know, I know,I'm after 12, not that you could really tell. The point is that I'm posting.

I'm not going to do my question/story blog yet because I've only received TWO comments. Guuuuuuuuuys. =]. Help a girl out?

I'm late because I decided to pay a visit to the 200+ contacts I have on my Fan MSN. It was awesome fun. There were a couple of weirdos, but once I worked out that they were the type of people I didn't want to talk to, I blocked 'em. Ah the powers of the Internet.

It's actually really nice to get to know the people who watch me/follow me/read this blog. Otherwise, it's so one-sided, and I don't like that. I know that there are a lot of freaky people who do watch me. That's just something I have to deal with, because there is no way I can stop them. I delete the horrible comments, and block those who persist, but that's basically the whole of it.

It was a tough feat though. About 20-30 people were talking to me at once, and as you can imagine, I couldn't talk to them all at once. So I had a bit of a system going, where I'd try and reply as worthily as I could to each person, going through in a bit of an endless cycle. (by worthily, I mean responding to each person with what I felt they deserved. For example: "Hai i rly luv ur vidz & think ur a pritty kool persan *nudge*" To which I would reply "Thanks! *close window* because that would be the end of the conversation.)

It was a slow process though, and even when it was past 12 and I decided to leave, it took me about 20 minutes to inform everyone I was leaving, and then go around again to say goodbye. Then I had the people who were persistent and wouldn't stop talking, which is flattering, but after a while I just said "okthanks,talksoonbye! *offline*" Phew. I was a little out of breath.

Still, it was great. I'll definitely go on again these holidays.

Ok, so, see you all tomorrow! Depending on whether I post before dinner or not, I may be late again. I'm going to my cousin's house for Easter dinner. But I'll probably post beforehand anyway.

One third through BEDA! yay! Although, I'm really enjoying it!! This isn't hard at all! I hope you're all enjoying it too!

#9 You guyz get to ask me thingz

2009-04-09T21:49:00.004+10:00

Through my browsing of other BEDAs, I've noticed a lot of Q&As implemented in many a blog. The most prominent of these is probably John Green, who has been answering questions in every single blog he has written (and will continue to do so). Which is fantastic, with him being one of my favourite authors and all.

So I figured they look like fun. except:

I'm putting my own spin into it.

Basically, what I'm asking of you guys, if you are interested in this aspect of my blog, is to give me a topic to write a short story about. It could be anything from say, a descriptive piece about a toothpick, to something deeper. If you want you could provide me with a structure or storyline. I think it would be really fun!

And, if you just have a question, you can ask me that. Or you can do both =].

So it would be really nice to get some questions/story-starters. Depending on how many I get, it may go on for more than one blog post. So, get going!! :D

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Anyways, today I went and had the best milkshake of my life. If you live in Melbourne, then they can be found in Camberwell. My friend Eliza and I took them with us into 17 Again, which wasn't actually all that bad. I thought it would be a generic, mundane film in which Zac Effron flaunts his biceps (not that would be all that bad...) and "acts." I actually didn't think him capable of really acting without a backing track, but he did a pretty good job. I mean, it would be difficult, playing a 37 year old man trapped in his 17 year old (hot) self, in some bizarro situation where an old gremlin man has changed his life course (that's not really the plot. Well, kind of.). I have to say though, as I did in my tweet: I prefer Matthew Perry. Probably because I loved him in 'Friends,' which is one of my all-time favourite shows. Yeah. Anyway, I'd recommend it to anyone who likes, but is not restricted to, chick-flicks. If that makes sense. If you only like chick-flicks then you'd really love this movie.

Bye Guys! Don't forget to leave me material!

#8 Out the Door

2009-04-08T16:14:00.003+10:00

This will have to be a quick one, as I'm going out now and probably won't be back until after midnight. We don't want me to miss BEDA curfew now, do we?

I'm actually going to a pool party. Yes. In almost winter. Apparently it will be warmed (please let it be warm. I hate cold), which it will have to be if they want Liv in there. Cold water and I don't really get along. But anyway, I now have to go and walk my dog and then rush off to a friend's house to get ready. I love holidays.

#7 at 11:45pm

2009-04-07T23:45:00.003+10:00

Phew. Almost didn't make this one. As the title suggests, I am cutting it rather close tonight. It's not like I haven't been sitting in front of my laptop for the past two hours (because I have) or even that I forgot to blog (I didn't). I really just assumed it was a different time. Probably because I was on the phone to my best friend for about an hour and a half, most of it filled with a comfortable silence as we both browsed facebook and FML.com, exclaiming at certain posts etc. Rather fun, really.

I spent a lot of today with my sister, after convincing her to accompany me down the street to buy sandwiches. Then we watched a really bad movie. The name even escapes me, it was that bad. One of those Dance genre ones that have absolutely no story line and horrible acting. Good dancing, though. Ah well, the fire was on (it's getting really, really cold), so we both sat down in our Ugg boots and ate our sandwiches.

We decided to go and watch InkHeart this evening, which was really really good! I read the book so long ago, I must have been around 12. It was rather hard to remember the plot line, understandably, thought it made me want to read the book again, and the two sequels which I never had the chance to read.

You know a movie is good when it inspires you to re-read a novel. Or read it for the first time.

This wasn't really much of a thought-out blog because I wanted to post it before 12, but yes, that was my day.

I've finished reading two of my books that were on my list, thankfully, so now I think I'm just going to start a new one. I feel bad leaving two unfinished but I'm itching to start A Tale of Two Cities. Hopefully it will be worth it. I haven't read much Dickens, except for Oliver Twist when I was a lot younger. I didn't really take note of writing style etc. back then, so it will be interesting to see what all the fuss is about.

Someone asked me why I have the need re-read books - It's because I love going back. I tend to forget small details, and I love revisiting tales that I loved, noticing little details that I either skipped by or didn't realise the significance of them at the time. A classic example of this is Harry Potter. I have read the series (especially the first 4 books) countless times, and I have never tired of them. It's not quite like reading it for the first time, but once you've taken the whole journey, the best part is that you can re-live it again. And I've noticed that as I've grown older, details have meant different things to me, things I may not have understood then make sense a couple years down the track. I don't doubt that I will ever tire of re-reading my favourites.

OK 11:59 Posting NOW edit LATER

#6 Good Voice Bad Voice

2009-04-06T21:24:00.006+10:00

My sister and I just spent about an hour taking pictures for teh dailybooth (it took so long because we couldn't agree on a picture). It was funtimes.

In other news, judging from the feedback left in the little boxes about my last post, not all of you are that keen about me posting mystical things and questioning life etc. That's fine, I'll try not to write too many of those. I was in one of those moods, you know?

Basically today and yesterday have been spent doing a lot of reading, and I've made a small dent. That's nice.

Although, wait, it's not a dent. I forgot, I bought three books over Amazon.com last night :S. It was one of those self-conflict conversations where the bad voice won:

"Liv. Look at them, all three of them. Imagine, receiving them in the mail, all new and shiny."

"DON'T LISTEN TO HER LIV. You already have a mounting pile of new, beautiful, fresh novels just waiting to be read."

"Suuuure, listen to Miss. Perfect, I bet she doesn't have any new books. I bet she sits around reading the same story over and over and..."

"Guys, I think we should look at the situation from a neutral persp-"

"Shut up YOU!!"
"Shut up YOU!!"

Screamed Good and Bad in unison, untited in the prospect of avoiding another conversation with *shudder* Neutral.

~

Yes. Anyway. Moving on.

I'd like to take this moment to say: Yes Nick, that moment was epic. The conga line especially. Haha do you remember Frankie making everyone create their own moves? That was funny. Ahh the times (that was a response to a commenter whom I know IRL. Though haven't seen in agesssssss =[ )

Alright, obviously I'm in a rather strange mood. Probably from all the Chocolate consumed today with my friend Emily.

#5 Time Runs Away From Me (and I'm not even trying to catch it)

2009-04-05T20:37:00.006+10:00

I realised yesterday, while I was casually browsing my own blog (I am, after all, recording my own memories here) that I've had this for just over a year. A whole year. I find that alarming.

When you create something such as a blog, you don't think about it lasting a year. It was not something that crossed my mind, to be honest. I'll tell you why: I was only thinking about the present. I thought, I want a blog now, so I'm going to make one. I didn't question where I would be, or even who I would be, when I created this. And the truth is, I have changed.

I wonder, what exactly will I be doing this time next year? Will I be writing a blog about it? Will I be thinking, gosh, it has been a whole year since I wrote that blog wondering where I would be in a year. Look at that, I'm here.

The problem is, no matter how much thought I apply to the matter, I still won't know. I don't even need to think about the minute details of the future. The small details can't be thought out. There is absolutely no possible way to determine, say, How long will my hair be? or Will my desk still be facing this wall? or Will I even still own this desk? (It's not even an actual desk. It's our old kitchen table.)

My point is: ...I'm not even sure what my point is.

I'm as uncertain as the future.

See you all tomorrow.

#4 Corrections

2009-04-04T15:58:00.006+11:00

Yes. I had sex with a " red head guy with glasses who [I] had only known for 3 minutes and now [I'm] regretting it", then decided to sneakily mention it in a blog post through heavily layered clues. /sarcasm (edit: which of course means NO, i didn't do it.)

Honestly. How stereotypical can you get? If I'd done something stupid such as that then I don't think I would've had the mindset to blog about it. I obviously wasn't that drunk if i could write a blog post that made (some sort of) sense.

So please refrain from leaving suggestive comments such as that in the future, because if I don't specifically say it, then you shouldn't assume it.

Now that that's out of the way, I can say sorry for my last blog. I know that usually while intoxicated I tend to speak my mind, I didn't realise I would also write my mind.

Anyway, last night was rather fun. It was just a small gathering of about 20-30 people, mainly those who partake in High School plays/musicals. Such as myself.

Oh! I never mentioned, I got into Pirates of Penzance! Not that I actually told anyone here that I auditioned, because if I didn't get in then it would have been rather awkward telling people, or being asked about it. Anyway, as there are only 4 female Main Roles, and they are pretty much all Sopranos, I knew there was not a chance in hell of me getting a part. Getting into the show at all was a relief, as about 40 girls auditioned and only 16 got in, not including the four main girls. yay.

Back to my story. Basically, when you have a group of teens in a room with a piano, and there has been drinking, (Actually this happens even without alcohol. But it was funnier this time) you get some pretty awesome singing. The guys who had some musical talent played some songs, and we all gathered round and sang. It was brilliant. And then, the best part:

There was also an iPod connected to the speakers. A song came on. A song we all knew and loved. We congregated in this huge group circle and started completely belting along to Bohemian Rhapsody. Possibly the most epic 6 minutes of my life.

So I'm wondering, has there been a moment with you, say at a music concert or a party, when you've thought, wow, did that just happen? [this question isn't phrased particularly well. Sorry]

I have a couple of those moments. I might save them for another time.

end.

#3 NO THIS STILL COUNTS

2009-04-04T00:54:00.001+11:00

AHHHHH yes i know it's after 12 Australian time but whatever, it's still the third in America so technically im not late. The reason this is a little delayed is because i was out having a life, as many people suggest I don't have. I do. I may not be very sane right now but whatever, no one really cares, right? I'm just some make-believe person who could or could not be real but people seem to be interested in me anyway and i like that, but i have to be a 3D person too. Otherwise i wouldn't be able to be seen if i turned onto my side. I know i'm going to be like wtf when i read this post tomorrow morning. Whatever. Don't really care. I have bigger things to worry about. Like what i just did. Urgh. groan.

night.

#2 I'm Going to Have a LOT of reading to do...

2009-04-02T22:12:00.005+11:00

Reasons for this:

A lot of people whose blogs I follow seem to be participating in BEDA. This is something to be excited about because I really enjoy reading them (not in a stalkerish way).

Today I bought 5 books for $30. The unfortunate part is that I probably won't get around to reading them as I have to re-read The Kite Runner (shudder) for English, re-read Forster's A Passage to India (Which is difficult to get through but a magnificent piece of Literature none-the-less, which I have to read for Lit), re-read The Persians by Aeschylus (though it's a short play, so that's no problem), finish re-reading The Catcher in the Rye (I love, love, love this novel. So much.), finish reading Wheel of Time book 8 (i think i'm up to 8) by Robert Jordan, finish reading Harry, A History, and Lolita by Nabokov;

Then I need to begin reading one of the following: Wheel of Time 9, [the following were purchased today] Dracula by Bram Stoker, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde by E. L Stevenson, Hamlet (no need to list the playwright - though I'm studying this later in the year for Lit anyway so it can wait), The Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo, A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens. I also have a list of 20 or so odd books which I am inclined to read sometime in my life.

You can see my problem. Although, that list was really for my own benefit of having a record of everything (sorry). I realise it's not really interesting unless you're someone who enjoys lists.

Here's a scary thought: I personally own approximately 200 books. I am only 17. I'm running out of book space. I need more bookcases. I am such a nerd. (Though thanks to the Vlogbrothers, that's a good thing so I don't actually care.)

Ahhh, and I haven't even arrived to the part in which I talk about my day!!!! Perhaps in Summery Form:

- Woke up stressed. Not a great thing. The feeling was slightly diminished as today was the last day of Term One, and I knew it would all be over in three or so hours. So I got dressed.

- Wrote my Literature SAC. Not too sure how I went, but I feel like I did better than my last, which wasn't horrible but I needed to improve.
I'm really proud of myself, though, I've manage to maintain an A average in all my subjects this year, I don't think I've gotten lower than a B+, and that was only one SAC (guess which.) This isn't me bragging or being egotistic at all, basically, I've worked hard, and I'm getting results that I want. I can't ask for more. I just hope that I can maintain this.

- Went and had ice-cream with my friend after we spent a good five minutes screaming incomprehensible sentences made up of words such as "free" and "holidays" and "hell-freaking-YES."

- Bought the aforementioned books =]

- Had parent-teacher interviews (which students are allowed to attend if they so wish), and had really, really, really good feedback which honestly just made me feel more pressured. I mean, there was no criticism. None. What?? So now I just feel like I have to continue like this, and it's hard, so early into the year (what the hell am I saying? I've completed a whole third of the school-year). So basically, I need this break.

- Went out to dinner with some girlfriends =]

Basically, I love my life right now. I've so far made it through year 12 without any [major] breakdowns. Yay.

See, when I said I would make up yesterday's blog post, you didn't think I'd actually make it up, did you? This is bloody long. AH.

So, if you've made it through to this last paragraph or so, I would love it if you scrolled down ever so slightly to where the little button saying "comments =]" is. No, no, I'm not telling you to leave a comment, (although that would be greatly appreciated). Below are three little boxes. Please tick one =]. And continue to do so, really, it helps me and my motivation etc. I wanted to include more options but it wouldn't let me =[.

I don't think all my BEDA posts will be this long. I'll probably run out of things to talk about.

#1 Ahhh time!

2009-04-01T18:50:00.002+11:00

Welcome to April!!!

I thought about writing something here as an April Fools joke, but unfortunately I don't really have time to think up a good one on account of my Literature SAC tomorrow that I should be studying for right now instead of being on the internets and playing Gunther (my guitar - see dailybooth, there should be a link ---->) so really I need to turn this laptop off and re-read Rosencratz and Guildenstern are Dead by Tom Stoppard and write about all the ideas and meaning etc, etc. And that was one whole sentence.

But you see, I'm doing BEDA whether I have time or not (thankfully tomorrow at 10:40am I will actually be free of school and assessments for two weeks. Oh I am looking forward to that SO much).

Alright, I have a couple of things I need to say but I think I'll leave them for tomorrows post. Apologies for such a rushed post, I will make it up over the month.

=]

BEDA

2009-03-30T19:29:00.005+11:00

Here's some good news. Or some bad news, depending on your opinion of me and my blogs. Recently Maureen Johnson (A wonderful Nerfighter/Author if you don't know of her) declared that she is starting Blog Every Day April. I have decided to try this too. So you're either going to be rather happy about this, or annoyed. In which case I'm sorry =]. But I think setting myself a goal at this time of the year will be good for me, and who knows, maybe for you guys too! (plus, the majority of BEDA is during school holidays so I'm actually going to have time to do it!!!)

So yes, I will be frequenting this place quite a bit over the next month. Join me, will you?

=]

sleep please?

2009-03-28T19:04:00.003+11:00

I'm tired. I dislike being tired. I say dislike because Hate is, afterall, quite a strong word. So I'm going to avoid using it in this instance.

I have two choices:

One
Go to sleep/read/internet/leave homework until tomorrow or;

Two
Do [some] homework, have the majority of tomorrow free and not feel guilty.

I think we all know which option I'm going to pick.

Blog? What Blog?

2009-03-26T15:26:00.003+11:00

How has it almost been a whole month since I posted here??!! I'm usually rather good at updating. ah. Fail.

Basically it's because my mind has been so completely crammed with thoughts of school work, school work, minuscule social-life that barely exists because of said school work, and then sleep. Probably in that order. I've thought about posting here whilst not actually on my computer, but then when I'm on my computer I am naughtily procrastinating by reading emails/twitter/dailyboothing/other blogs etc. And the occasional piece of Teh Homework.

Oh and here's another reason: I have no life. [Not one that's interesting to write about, anyway.] Have I mentioned that? Yes? Alright then. I'm desperately waiting for the holidays to start (five school days!!) so I have time to think etc. Although, practically living with 129 other girls is actually rather fun. I say living because we are located in our common room for the majority of our time during school, minus actual classes and walking to said classes. I've been staying after school quite a bit, to do homework/talk for minutes on end with my friends who stay back too, thus not really getting any work done. But it is the best of times right now.

I mean, sure, I'm basically exhausted every day to the point where I'll probably fall asleep in class, I'm behind on my personal reading, and it's all going to get worse. But I really don't care!! :D.

I'm also rather scared at how fast first term has gone. We don't even have a full week left. What? And all the time I'm ridden with the feeling that I'm not doing enough, etc etc, which is probably the story of every Year 12 out there who cares. Oh well. I'll try and be a little more consistent here. Or else update muchly over the two week break.

There are almost 50 followers now ^_^ hello! Plus there may be people who don't actually follow, they might just read. You're all welcome here.

<3

Edit: I updated Silver Sky last weekend but didn't say anything about it. If you would like to see it there is a link in the post before this one =]

Before I sleep....

2009-03-01T23:24:00.002+11:00

I've spent a good few hours updating the next installment of Silver Sky, yay. I really love this chapter, there is a new character introduced who was really fun to write. Not sure what you guys will think but hopefully it will be an enjoyment. Let me know =]

It's here

<3

Blood from the Sun

2009-02-25T22:25:00.006+11:00

Don’t say I didn’t warn you. Don’t tell me that you couldn’t see the signs.

Why do I feel like this isn’t being taken seriously? Why? Because you aren’t taking this seriously. You aren’t, are you? You don’t understand what will happen. It is going to happen. It is.

My mind is seething with absolute fury. Arms and legs tense as I stand there, not responding to simple, direct commands: relax; breath. My vision is clouded with a succulent red, blooming like a flower whilst I glare into the sun. And when my eyes draw themselves away, the blindness caused from staring into bright light turns the colour dark, deepening with every second until it resembles quite comparatively the salty colour of blood. My gaze shifts again. There, on the ground, splashed beneath my knelt body. I frown, try to feel the pain that should have been wrapping itself around my mind and twisting my limbs. No pain. A lift of my head, and there I see it.

I had done it. Oh god, I had done it.

[I can assure you I have no murderous thoughts. I have no idea where that actually came from. I just wrote it down while waiting for some videos to load.]

title

2009-02-18T20:02:00.006+11:00

I miss my wireless. Seriously, I feel so restricted. I can't imagine how I would have been BEFORE I actually went to France... i was on the net so much more than I am now. I think it's just the lack of practicality to it; being unable to go online wherever I wish.

Anyway, when I can be by myself and type I'll write a better blog, but I just want to say how much I'm enjoying school this year. Which is mainly because I adore all my subjects, and basically want to carry on with at least three when I go to Uni (I take five subjects and two of these are interchangeable so there's no point in keeping both up).

I have a meeting with the school's careers counsellor tomorrow, which will be interesting, as she is a bitch. But then again, all the teacher that couldn't give a damn every other year I've been at school have been wonder full this year. It's almost as if I'm at a completely different school - for the three years I've been there, during about two thirds or it I was unhappy, until I made some fantastic friends (...and dropped maths). Year 12 has changed everything

I've also started writing each night before I go to bed, mainly to keep it up as practise (most of my subjects require writing skillzz) but I'm actually happy with the prologue I came up with, just writing what first came to my mind. (I wonder where the hell my thoughts come from, actually. It's rather strange.) I'm considering posting it here, maybe. Don't hold me to that. Let me know if you're interested! I really appreciate comments!! REALLY!!! =] (sorry that sounds really forceful, i wasn't screaming. lol)

And concerning Silver Sky, no, I haven't forgotten =] I just haven't had time to type it up. I'll get to it, sorry to leave you hanging if you read it.

So I'm glad that an aspect of my life is going well, it keeps my mind off the lack of certain things/things I'm missing in other parts of my life. Not going to go into that.

byebye

=]

This definitely wont be long

2009-02-16T23:31:00.002+11:00

Yeah I have a feeling this will come up black. I'm pretty much pointlessly writing this on my phone because wireless = pain at the moment so I have to rely on this baby for my late night net fix

so I decided to write a blog.

Yeah this is too hard.

2009-02-11T21:46:00.000+11:00

why isn't twitter working???????????????????????????

With an Unfortunate Lack Of Sleep

2009-02-09T21:00:00.002+11:00

I've accumulated this tiredness over a couple of nights, and it's safe to say that if I don't get enough sleep tonight I possibly will fall asleep at school tomorrow. On the bright side, I only have four lessons. Though, I will be using my double spare to study. Brilliant.

I've been neglecting this blog a little this week. I started Year 12, realised how much work it was going to be and re-evaluated my Internet time. However today I've spent a significant amount of time online because mindlessness is all I can handle currently. I am aiming for a little fluidity in this blog post because my usual "dis happened then dis happened and zomg it was awsume" way of writing can tire me sometimes. Not that I will stop with that. It's easier.

Regarding School, I absolutely love all my classes and teachers this year. English is such an improvement because of my actual teacher, as is French. The irony in this is I have the same teacher as last year. I'm finding the class alarmingly easy after my escape over to the country in question this summer/winter (which was the point of the trip) and I believe the fact that as my class actually has the need and want to learn, my teacher is willing to teach us with some enthusiasm.
I have amazing friends at school and I now get to spend more time with them during spare periods, and in our Year 12 common room, which is most definitely the best part of school this year, I can already tell. It brings the whole year level together, and teaches us patience as we wait in our little kitchen with our cups ready for milk for our teas and offer to add an additional slice of bread to the toaster for our comrades. (I actually hate the word comrade.. reminds me too much of Animal Farm. Just like I hate the word parody. Not sure why, it's just annoying.)

I've been writing this instead of analysing a criticism of Alice Munro's short story Boys and Girls. I should get back to that.
[I'd recommend Munro's stories actually, what I've read of her collections so far is mind-staggeringly clever]

I'm Tired

2009-01-30T23:40:00.003+11:00

chapter 18 of silver sky can be found here

it's really tiring to type this stuff up but i'll get through it eventually. even if it's just one chapter a weekend. meaning that i will be at this for another 12 weeks. ah well.

in other news i now have to go and read two books by monday but thankfully i don't have to read the whole novel for either so yay. i think that puts my total count of books that i am currently reading to five. bloody hell. and i've read about ten so far this year. in a month. thanks to france, some of those were read in 2008 but im cheating and saying i read them in 2009 because france was something separate to my life here and i can count what i read as i wish. 50 books will be a piece of cake this year. i didn't make it last year, and i'm determined to do it.

ok i'm going to go and read and then go to sleep and hope that when i wake up it wont be 40 degrees and australia will be a nice mild 25 or something. that would be lovely.

p.s i'll get around to answering the questions i swear but i'm lazy and as you should all know, i never do things when i say i will. thankfully this isn't the case with school. i hope.

On a Variety of Topics

2009-01-29T20:36:00.002+11:00

While I wait for a song to attach to an email so that i can upload a completely pointless and crap video:

The Heat
In Melbourne and Victoria we are currently facing heat of up to 44.4 degrees Celsius. I'm not sure what that is Fahrenheit. If my phone wasn't broken I could convert it there. Or I could stop being an idiot and use the Internet. OK 111.92 Fahrenheit. Hot yes?? It's driving me insane. Which brings me to point two:

Power Off because of Heat
Yesterday it was just as hot and our power was off for 12 hours. It didn't come on until four AM when my air conditioner from the 80s kicked into life and woke me from a fit full doze and had me stumbling over to my digital alarm clock to set the time so it would stop flashing 12:00 at me. My bedroom is on the second level of our house, I think i would have had about four hours sleep in total, which would be fine usually but:

School
Today was my last-first-day of school, ever. I'm in Year 12 which means that I'm probably going to pull out all my hair and jump at small noises at some point during the year, but I don't really mind because I know it will be a good one. At my school we have a LOT more freedom than the other year levels. We also have a Year 12 common room with a kitchen, meaning we get air conditioning/heat and food. Plus I have an amazing timetable, most of my spare periods fall either first or last, meaning i can either sleep in or go home early. One day I'm at school for literally two hours in the morning and then i have the whole day off. I'm so happy about this, even though it would be nice to have spares during the school day, because then I might actually study during them. I'm planning on being consistent though, with school work. With Internet time as well:

Silver Sky
So far the feedback I've got from my two new chapters is amazing, I'm glad they are actually liked. Unfortunately because of school new additions will be added slowly, but I'm halfway through typing chapter 18 so that should be up this weekend. I'm sorry to leave a cliff hanger for so long but I can tell you that nothing really gets answered in the next chapter anyway. I'm not a nice author. =].

Oh good I've now managed to send that song to myself. I need to find my USB.

This took way too long

2009-01-26T23:29:00.001+11:00

http://silverliv.livejournal.com/

two new chapters. the pace is slow but it is DIFFICULT. argh. im going to get very angry at this novel but im damn well going to finish it.

i'd write more but i'm typed out. enjoy. sorry if this sounds angry. =)

Being Consistant While I Still Can

2009-01-23T22:43:00.002+11:00

I was going to name this blog Jetlag but decided I didn't want to name it that. How boring. But really, I can't write an actual blog right now because I am literally about to fall asleep at the keyboard.

I thought Jetlag and I had finished this little thing we have going on. The thing where I finally feel like it has left me and then it hits 8:00pm and it says to me "Liv, baby, I'm not ready to leave you yet. Let me stroke your mind and make you fall asleep while reading Harry, A History with the light on. Let me twist your thoughts until all you can type about is made up coversations with something stupid like Jetlag. I'm not ready to let you go."

ARGH.

Just Quickly

2009-01-23T00:11:00.002+11:00

Sorry this is a short blog for today because it's 1:08am and I'm tireddddd. But yes, I just quickly wanted to post the link for Silver Sky just in case anyone wanted to read what is there so far (I know at least ONE person wants to... so good enough =])

you can find it here

Sorry if you find this annoying, it's just really really REALLY fantastic to have my work appreciated, even by a small percentage of people. Back to reality tomorrow.

Change

2009-01-21T22:12:00.002+11:00

I've been thinking about change lately, and wondering whether it really happened to me. When I actually think about it, then yes, I have changed from my French exchange, and I think in a good way. Being away from home in a country where they don't generally speak your language and you have a host family that could be a little warmer... well basically, you have to grow up. And really, that scares me because in so many ways I didn't want to come back any different, yet the way that I see life now is different. I think this is a good thing, though.

Another change is that I hadn't really been broadcasting my life for six weeks. The occasional twitter update or blog post (cause we all know how many of those we got...) didn't count. And I actually really liked that. I know I'm going to continue on with Youtube, it's way too much a part of my life to give up now (and I may be involved with something that may or may not happen so I won't say anything, but if it happens then I definitely will be doin' a lot of youtubin'). I'm finding it easier not to spend mindless hours in front of my screen, I've done what I needed to do and gotten off. Something that I'm going to maintain because I am starting Year 12 in a week (ARGH) and computer time will have to be limited a little.

I've also, finally, stopped 'thanking subscribers'. I mean, I definitely made it far, 2000+ and i'd thanked each and every one of them. But it takes up SOOO much time and I really can't afford to do that anymore. It's hard to kick the habit though. And I feel bad. But I don't think people actually care so... yeah

I'm not sure if i mentioned this or not, but while in France I had a *lot* of time on my hands during the school hours. I guess I could have listened a little, and I did try, but we had the problem of all the subjects being either Science or Maths, and so even if the classes were in English I wouldn't have understood a thing. So I worked my way through 8 books, and after the French school holidays I finished Silver Sky, which is a novel I started for National Novel Writing Month, for those who don't know. I wrote 22,000 words over ten days, handwritten. I have to say I'm proud of myself, it took me around a month to get 27,000 words for NaNoWriMo, and that was on a computer. I wrote so much because there was nothing else to do... and believe me, I got sick of it. So sick of it that I wanted to scream.

Anyway, if I find time then I will type that up and post it if anyone is interested, and answer your questions in my next blog. K?

Now think I have to go to sleep, I still get tired around 10:00pm which I guess is good but holidays are for staying up till 2am and sleeping till 12. Ah well.

Australia...

2009-01-20T21:02:00.005+11:00

...Is the best country in the world. Come and live here.

But seriously, Hi! I'm home!! As you may have guessed.
I'd say the whole "OMG guys I'm SO sorry I didn't write blog posts while I was there but giant french monkeys tied my hands together so I couldn't type..." but really I'm moving on to what this blog should be about, not what could have been.

France was basically the most terrifying and enriching experience I've ever had, and most likely ever will have because doubtfully I will end up staying in a French family's house for six weeks and attend French school etc etc. The things I have learnt... just too many to describe with words or images.
Something that I discussed with the other girls who went on exchange as well on the plane home (which incidentally was one of my favourite parts) was how hard it is to actually describe the differences of France and Australia. We all knew what we meant, we'd all gone through the same thing, but none of us could find words to actually specify our experience as a whole.

Of course, I have about a million stories, so when I tell people about my exchange I'm not left telling the same story over and over and over. But I feel like it would be difficult to actually choose one to write here, I mean, for one thing, I'm quite sure that not all the people who read this blog are from Australia, and therefore wouldn't understand the differences because they would have their own differences, which is of course why we go overseas, if there were no differences then why would we ever travel?

So I'm going to leave it at that - for this post anyway - with France talk. What would be great would be to get some questions from you guys, it's a little easier to answer specific questions than to just write something. So I have about 40 followers and possibly more people actually reading this, it would be lovely to get some questions =) even if it's just asking whether the stereotypes are correct, such as the cheese eating (yes) or arrogance (yes) or 'obsessed with sex' (no. at least not the people i was friends with.)

Allez!

CouCou ^_^

One of my many frequent updates...

2008-12-27T04:52:00.004+11:00

Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.
Yes i do suck. I know. I think I just honestly just kept forgetting to update here. It's not from lack of internet or anything. I think I've just been lazy with my blog. And, I'm not all too sure what to write about, there is so much to tell. It's difficult to catagorize it all and actaually write it down. Another reason I probably haven't updated is because I've been keeping a diary, so I actually have written about every single day so far, three weeks worth and half of my journal is full.
Alright so, France:

I stand by saying that the first part of my trip was the best part, when i was with seven other girls on exchange. Honestly it was one of the most amazing times of my LIFE, just being in Paris with these girls i wasn't necessarily close to before hand (NOW is a different story), eating in french cafes and creating a list of all our funny/hilarious/embarrasing moments while together. I don't have it with me here, another girl was in charge of it (yes, it's that important to us, we have to have someone to 'guard the list' haha).

But inclusive in the list is
- Me falling UP the stairs at the virgin megastore, standing up and then proceeding to fall again
- Gigantic strawberry candy
- Drunk Santa Clauses on the Champs Elysee, walking around with their beards half on and asking if anyone would give them a cigarette
- Being called sluts in a supermarket
- Our teacher being spoken to at the airport by the police (we thought this to be hilarious)
- Dragging ourselves downstairs to the hotel restaurant on the first night after not sleeping for FOURTY hours, our excuse being "We have to go down because Mr Luscombe (our teacher) will be eating alone".
- Our teacher not coming to dinner because he fell asleep
- Being on the Eiffle Tower, right at the top, and not being able to see anything because it started SNOWING!!
- Being frozen because of said snow and walking around in circles for 20 minutes trying to find a cafe and thus the Hot Chocolate

Those are the ones i can remember, we have many more, most of them inside jokes that require further explanation, but The List is awesome. I might make a vlog about it when i get back home in THREE WEEKS. I'm halfway through, and happy about that. The rest of my France trip hasn't been as fantastic, but still quite fun after the first week (i had intense homesickness then, and just being in a strange home in a different country made it quite hard to cope). I'll (hopefully) write another blog about daily french life or something next week, if i remember lol.

En France

2008-12-11T21:40:00.002+11:00

Bonjour tous les mondes,
I seriously don't know where to begin, so far france is amazing. A lot to get used to though, everything is different. Most of this is good different, the food for example. The cold isn't. It was -2 degrees celcius this morning, so ahhh, freezing. I wont type a long blog today because i really need to get used to this keyboard, it's azerty instead of qwerty and really confusing. More details to come.

à bien tot

Quick Update

2008-12-04T23:51:00.002+11:00

I LEAVE TOMORROW OMG.

I think I've packed everything. I hope so. Don't really want to forget anything.... but i'll just have to deal with that. I've got about 8 books that I'm taking with me, possibly two more depending on whether I finish them before I leave or not. Ohhh, one of those is Beedle the Bard by J.K Rowling, I urge everyone to go out and buy it. Proceeds go to charity, and it is just amazing. I've read about two of the short stories so far and I love it. Now I'm rambling, this was supposed to be short and sweet.

I was asked how I went on exams: quite well. Considering I didn't study for my year 11 exams, only for my year 12 one, i got satisfactory marks. Except, I got an A in English, which is a good thing, sure, except I'd wanted to NOT get an A, because i made a deal with myself that I would drop English and only take Literature next year unless I got an A (because it was unlikely, I'm usually a B student when it comes to English). So grrrr. It probably sounds stupid to say I want to drop a subject that i'm moderately good at, but English in Victoria is a terrible course, compared to Literature. I find the latter so incredibly worth while. Ah well, I'll just have to do both.

And now I shall stop writing and go read and then sleep and then go to the airport and the board a plane to Singapore and then board another plane to France.

I'll update when I can!!! BYEBYE!!!

Failure and France

2008-11-27T19:35:00.003+11:00

So I've decided that there's no possible way that I'll be able to finish nanowrimo by the end of the month, or even this year. I'm incredibly mad at myself for not being more dedicated lately, though I know I have good excuses, some which I'll talk about here. I'm sorry to anyone who has been reading my progress, but I really can't continue with it right now.

I'm leaving for France on exchange for six weeks in one week from tomorrow. Regarding this, I'm terrified, excited, apprehensive, sad, and probably every other adjective existing - yet those are the main ones. As you can see only one of those is actually positive, but i would like to point out that excited for me is a huge emotion. Last week I had my exams, during which I still wrote quite a bit, but that's where I began to falter. I thought I would have time to finish my novel this week, but as it turns out, I've been unceasingly busy every single day and won't have any time at all until I leave. Sitting down and trying to write now has just been a nightmare, I suddenly had a huge headache, and looking at my word count of only 27,200 words, I knew I couldn't continue with the time frame I have. So there.

Basically, I've been in the city everyday this week, except Monday when I had a three hour English exam. Tuesday i had the most wonderful time with my beloved cousin Elisa in the city, yesterday I had Speech Night (A night that rewards hard working students and punishes the others with incredibly long speeches and singing which is such a high key it hurts to sing), I've been catching up with friends before I leave, exchanging euros, tomorrow I'll be participating in a coffee-making course which will hopefully look nice and pretty on my resume, then getting a hair cut (eep), this weekend I'm seeing more friends, then monday getting exams back and more friends, tuesday hopefully hopefully seeing Chris, then carols service rehersals wednesday, then seeing a pre-screening of twilight (which I would have missed because I leave before it actually comes out), then thursday is the last day of school (which is a half day), then going into the city to buy beedle the bard, and then Friday I am LEAVING.

That is a sum up of the past four days and of the next seven in front of me. Excluding the small details of course, but it's a lot. So I'm quite stressed at the moment, plus the whole leaving the country thing, and the person that I want to talk to most is far away and it's difficult to talk to them at the moment, because of certain circumstances. So I'm trying to deal, but it's hard.

And now I'm going to post this.

I'd like to clarify that I'm definitely going to be posting blogs while I'm in France, so if you all want to read about that, then you can =] hope you do. Sorry this is so long.

you blink. the day comes. you leave.

as yet unknown

2008-11-17T18:52:00.004+11:00

(I was going to change the title after i'd written this but I think i'll leave it. =])

So in explanation of my last post: at the time I was going through the torture that we call exams. And am still going through it. November 13th I had my legal studies exam, which honestly is the only one i care about because it was the only exam that actually counts. It's a 3/4 subject at year 12 level, so it was quite important. I won't go into the complexities of the Australian (well, Victorian) Schooling System if you aren't Australian because then your mind will probably explode. Speaking of people's heads exploding, I've gotten myself a couple of extra followers recently *waves*.

I've come to the conclusion that facebook is a great deal more stalkerish than twitter, and somehow i have started to use it heaps recently. I did not want this to happen. I'd finally managed to break my Myspace addiction (i barely ever go on it now) because i decided that Youtube and Twitter were enough, but apparenly my mind needs to be addicted to more than two sites at one time. Yay me?

Nano is going ok, I have about 20,000 words which is great! I need to get to thirty thousand soon though or I will be incredibly behind. And then I get to write another 20,000 words!! This really is hard. Is anyone else doing Nanowrimo?? I want to know if anyone has actually found it easy. I've reached a point in my novel where i'm completly out of my comfort zone and have to actually be creative. Oh dear.

Dear VCAA

2008-11-12T11:49:00.001+11:00

i hate you.

<3

My inner Eco-Nerdfighter is angry at the rest of me

2008-11-11T16:06:00.003+11:00

So when I did work experience in year 10, I learned a lot. I went to the office of public prosecutions (which is a law firm), and spent a week going to court with random lawyers, i saw criminals up close, met an actual judge in his chambers (that's really rare for people on work experience. I'm special =]. I was terrified at first, because I'd just seen him at work, ruling on a couple of Appeals, and he was SO intimidating. But then I met him and he was really nice. Judges put the mean face on to scare the criminals), got taken around the County Court after hours with that same judge's Associate, whose name was Zero (I'm not joking), was made to spend one of the days in the law firm's legal library and research something that I can't remember, and discovered that lawyers are the sole reason that all the trees in the world are cut down for paper. I'm dead serious, the lawyer i was with for that week had literally piles of huge folders filled with pages and pages of reports and cases etc. I was actually shocked.

The point of my story is, the reason we are having the whole environmental-paper-shortage is because of lawyers. And VCE students. Such as me.

Ironically, what I printed out (about 20 pages front/back) were practice Legal Studies examinations.

Now I must get back to work, my exam is TOMORROW and feel like I've been working forever, and that I haven't gotten anywhere with my study. =[ I'll be glad when it's all finished.

Oh and I'm really happy with how my nanowrimo is turning out ^_^ Once this exam is over, I'm going to put a lot more effort into it. The problem with my plot is that, it would have been much better to do in like, 10 years when i've read more books. And had time to research properly. Ah well, I'll just wing it.

rain

2008-11-07T15:10:00.003+11:00

I'm sitting in the state library in Melbourne, in the weird science section because it's the only place where I could find a little work station thing. It's raining and I can hear it even though this room is huge. I love that sound.

The weather is reflecting my mood perfectly, and if it's going to continue to do so, then Melbourne, don't be expecting any sunshine until around January. If things work out.

I'm absolutely elated that Obama is the president-elect, though I am fuming at whatever idiots decided to vote YES on prop 8, it seriously made me lose faith for the portion of humanity who can't get off their high horses and realise that times are changing. The good thing is that if we keep going and developing as a whole society, in ten years prop 8 will be abolished anyway, because acceptance of people's choices WILL come. It just needs time to settle.

I apologise if you supported prop 8, but then again, no, im not sorry.

Oh, hello thunder.

I Caved In

2008-11-02T15:23:00.004+11:00

Despite it being the worst time POSSIBLE to be writing anything but Legal Studies work, I've decided to start NaNoWriMo this year. I was mucking around on Word last night with something I'd written once just to let frustration out, and I ended up editing it, then just kept going. :S. So now I have a prologue and chapter 1 made up of 1,901 words. And a tentative name: Silver Sky. That will change, it's way too silly, but it makes sense for the moment. So, I will like to ask nicely^_^ if you want, can you pleeease to take a look at what I've done so far, and if you enjoy, follow my progress? A little input would be really great, let me know if it's a dud cause then I will have a good excuse to stop an concentrate on actual school work. Which is what I'm going to go and do now.

But if you want to take a look, here is Silver Sky

<3333333

2008-11-02T01:41:00.006+11:00

The stars sing, immobilized in the sky. Flecks of light dotting an endless black sea that hides more secrets possible than the mortal mind could ever imagine. We are, after all, just another speck of light, floating in nothing but hidden thoughts and closed minds. The mysteries we seek live out of reach, closed off by boundaries of a thousand years.

Paper Towns

2008-11-01T01:09:00.003+11:00

No spoilers =]

It is mandatory that everyone who exists on earth should read this book. Paper Towns by John Green. If you don't I will somehow force you to and instead of being angry at me for making you read something you don't want to read you will be so happy that all your bitter feelings towards me will leave and you will forever be thankful to have read such an amazing book. That was not supposed to be one whole sentence. I am so tired, I was reading for I-Don't-Know-How-Many-Hours straight and my eye lids are currently having a furious battle with my actual eyes who are saying, "No! You must write a blog about Paper Towns to tell people how awesome it is and then watch the rest of Act 1 of Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog," and my eye lids are like, "No! You must go to sleep because that awesome book that you just read made you really tired as generally reading for that amount of time makes you sleepy."

If I can actually get out what I want to say about this book without falling asleep right at the keyboard, all I know is that when I finished Paper Towns I looked at life from a whole new perspective. I can't even believe that only a couple of hours ago I pictured all that I know differently. Amazing how something such as a book can change everything. I love it more than Looking for Alaska, which until today was my absolute favorite book apart from Harry Potter. The fact that John Green and J.K Rowling are both my heros is saying something, as Jo Rowling has brought me so much in life through her writing and the fandom that she created. John Green ( and Hank of course) have brought me that as well. I am a Nerdfighter, as so many Youtubers are as well. Knowing that I share something like that with thousands of people, even if I only have spoken to an incredibly small portion, awes me. The thing with nerdfighters is that we all understand each other; we share something. It's hard to explain the whole concept to someone who isn't a nerdfighter, as the "Made of Awesome" theory is something that at times can sound strange to a non-nerdfighter.

With John Green, reading takes on a new perspective. I'm serious, please read his book.

If you have already, then YAY! You should understand perfectly what I am talking about.

Lesson Learned??

2008-10-27T21:38:00.004+11:00

Never, EVER start a book that you know will be excellent when you are in the middle of an exam/solo/life crisis.

'Cause you know what will happen my faithful (hopefully =P) blogreaders? You will NOT put it down and read until TWO in the morning therefore getting less than FIVE hours sleep and be registered as "out of it" for the rest of the day. You will then precede to go home and finish said book, reading all afternoon, because you understand that if you never finish it, then it will be pulling at you and just keep drawing you back until the last page is turned.

The book is finished, and then there is a huge weight off your chest. Return to normal routine.

10:00pm you realize that there is a history assignment due tomorrow that you haven't started, because it's the type of thing that can be done last minute, but that isn't advised.

...And still haven't started, as this blog post is being created. Now going to get another -5 hours sleep after finishing the project.
=(

Dear CAPTCHA

2008-10-24T22:38:00.007+11:00

Or more importantly,

Dear websites such as Youtube and Myspace who use CAPTCHA,

I hate you. Yes, I will be that blunt in a hypothetical letter because, my darling, you make me angry. Not only do you frustrate me beyond recognition, you waste my time. Half of my life (...internet life) is spent attempting to decipher your incredulous letters, your unrecognizable word-mazes in their plain bold writing that is mangled beyond the feeble computer intellect. Time and time again you appear to me, and each of those times I have a desperate, exhausting need to reach through the pixels displayed on screen and tenderly crush you.
As I catch that first glimpse of your random numerals and letters and attempt to take you on for the first time, I can feel the haste in my fingers, wanting to dispose of you like a garbage truck would dispose of rubbish. I want to put away with you, like a mother getting so tired of informing her child to clean their room that she gives in and does it herself. Alas, like there is always that forgotten rubbish bin pushed over and unable to be collected and like there is the obvious fact that no matter how many times you will clean my room mother dearest, it will always get messy again, the CAPTCHA will always return. Sometimes it will return immediately, to laugh at the errors that are made and add irony to the already dire situation. On occasion it will happen a third time, and *shudder* possibly a fourth. It has a mocking nature, captcha.

It makes one wonder, does this stupid contraption honestly believe that I am a spammer? That I am a robot program or a hacker, or just an insensitive prick who spams people's channels/pages? When have I EVER shown that? What on earth have I done to you to deserve this horrific punishment?

Or, more importantly, WHY?????????????

As my frustration leaves me through this letter, so must I now leave you.

I hope you die,

Love, Olivia.

ahem. This is the product of me having to write the CAPTCHA four times while trying to log into myspace. Its had it coming. Now if you will excuse me, I have to mails this.

My new life story:

2008-10-22T21:01:00.002+11:00

Liv is a retired country folk singer who now lives in a house on a hill with 14 cats.

While she was growing up, she said that her dream occupation was to be a fairy but after realizing that after the age of 7 that was socially unacceptable, she settled for wanting to be a vet, specializing in custom-coloured dogs. This business idea fell through.

She then aspired to break the Guinness World Record for walking from one side of Australia to another with her eyes closed, but was beaten by a Russian who had a better sense of direction.

Liv likes four-leaf-clovers, odd socks, fast bicycles and subscribers.

Hahaha. That's what you will find on my channel now.

I was bored, alright??

parents hdskhkhdskjfhsjdkfhkjsd

2008-10-19T20:17:00.002+11:00

Hello.

I feel like I've been a tad lazy with my blog. But it's been less than a week since my last post so... not THAT lazy.

If you noticed the title then you may know where this is going. Or not. You might just be thinking that I was going to write another word after 'parents' and instead seemed to have missed the appropriate keys. What I of course meant in the title was parents UKIFGKEJSHGJFSFHJKSF.

Better?

Anyway, last night my family attended my aunt's 50th birthday, which I didn't mind because my awesome AWESOME cousin is a member of this family and I try to see her whenever I can, because she is busy with Uni and I'm busy at school so generally we see each other at family gatherings. It's good to see my other cousin too, the cutie.
We arrived to a bunch of already-drunk adults dressed in old school uniforms and jump-suits (the party was themed 'wear something from the past') and found my cousins crowded around where all the food was (meaning we got to everything first and I discovered my love for tiny food servings that were pretty much a mouth orgasm... mmmmm.) When we got bored with the food we decided to go out to the back room and talk. The talk didn't last long because Pretty Woman was on tv. Such a good movie! Richard Gears is HOT. Ok.

At the end of the night my parents rounded me and my sister up, looking quite drunk. I offered to drive home but apparently mother was not THAT drunk. My step-father was apparently, and when he gets drunk he loves to tell me and my sister what annoying bitches we are and told us we weren't welcome in his house (no joke). Anyway, I'm not going to say anymore. He apologized, and I got my foot cut by running away from the house at 1:30am and taking off my high heels so that I wouldn't make any noise. Probably a bad idea.

while watching the new vlogbrothers vid

2008-10-14T18:01:00.003+11:00

I opened this window to kill time while the video finished loading. I've got about a minute left, hang on a sec.

Lol. I love Hank. Here's a link if you actually haven't heard of vlogbrothers before. Its a good video to start with. Although you might have to actually do a bit of catching up, but you will be a Nerdfighter in no time!!

I can't even remember what I opened this for in the first place. I know I wanted to write a quick blog before I went and read a little. Last night I got to this really awesome part of the book I'm reading, the 6th Wheel of Time, and I had to stop because I'd already read far too late and it just kept getting better and better.

I think I'll watch that video again and then go right to it. yus.

While I Procrastinate

2008-10-11T14:41:00.002+11:00

Productivity so far: an hour and fifteen minutes

Discovered that "To Do" lists are incredibly helpful

Decided that studying for History can wait till tomorrow

Trying to figure out what the hell to do for my Drama Solo. Have the topic. Have no fuking idea.

Thinking I'm going to move on to Literature now. I enjoy it

Probably will go sleep for a little while before I have to babysit tonight

And It Begins

2008-10-06T21:03:00.003+11:00

School holidays end tonight. Sigh. While they thankfully didn't go too fast, I'm definitely not looking forward to going back. Then again, fourth term always goes really quickly, which is a good and a bad thing. Good because, then school finishes for the year and we get summer holidays for two months. Bad because exams will be upon me in a flash and as soon as this term is over it means that I will be in year 12 which scares the hell out of me. I really wish i could just skip next year and go straight to Uni. But everyone else has had to do it, and so do I. If next year goes as fast as this year I will be incredibly thankful.

I really hope I can to sleep before 2:00am. Urgh. And I have to get up at 7:00. It really is beginning.

PAIN

2008-10-05T10:31:00.003+11:00

After two weeks of sleeping in until 11 (or 2pm...) and going to sleep from between 1 and 4 am, as you can imagine my sleep system is probably screwed up majorly. This fact has just been proved to me.

Daylight savings is my worst enemy. Clocks were put forward an hour. I went to bed normal time for me on holidays (say around 1:30am?? so quite early really) and had to wake up at 7:00 which was technically 6:00 because the clocks were put forward. This means that an hour was skipped, and therefore i got less than five hours sleep. I just worked this out now. It explains the physical and psychological pain that i am experiencing right now. And, like an idiot, I drank coffee on the way home from the beach house (the reason i had to get up so early - step-dad had to go to work or something) and am unable to sleep. BUT I WANT TO SO MUCH :(.

So I can actually feel the battle my brain is having right now between the caffeine and whatever part makes you want to sleep. someone please helpp meee.

About BOOKS

2008-10-02T23:59:00.003+10:00

This blog is inspired by my trip to Borders today. Walking around the endless rows of hard covers and paperbacks, and dodging through the piles of over-ordered literature on the floor, I pretty much planned out what I was going to write right there. Let's see if I can remember it all.

The first thing I did was actually go and check to see if there were any John Green books at that particular Borders. It's actually the same store that I bought Looking for Alaska from, because I unfortunately couldn't find it everywhere when I was trying to actually read it. There was one copy of Alaska there, which made me incredibly mad (unless of course there had been numerous copies sold out and there was just one left...) because that book - and Katherines too - deserves it's own bookcase display. It is amazing. We don't even have Katherines published in Australia yet. If I ever get to work in a book store (it's seriously my dream part-time job) then I will MAKE SURE that tons and tons of people buy it. Anyway, I then went to the computer to search for Paper Towns, and I found out that the Audio book is available for pre-order, but not the actual paperback. wtf man, wft.

Anyway, the reason I wanted to go to Borders today was to buy Wheel of Time 7, 'cause I'm flying through the 6th and I love to have the next book handy, then I can just go on without any problems. Now, most Borders are pretty huge, this particular one in Chadstone Shopping Center is on three levels, basically the size of a small school. In fact it's probably the same size as my school :S. lol. You'd think that it's size would hold pretty much every book imaginable (it's size really could hold all that). I went to the science fiction section and spent quite a while trying to find Robert Jordan (I suck at finding authors - yes, i know the alphabet, I just always skip the author that I'm looking for. And RJ was right up on the top shelf... hard to seeeeeee) and once i found him, there were about 10 copies of the first wheel of time, one copy of the 8th, 9th and 11th and about 10 copies of the prequel. ARGHH. Walking around later, I discovered that Borders tends to stock multiple copies of Authors that are big NOW, which is fair enough, but when they have so many copies of an Author's books that they make a stack on the floor that i could quite comfortable sit on... well, it seems a bit ridiculous to me. Not that I don't love seeing about 100 copies of all of Jodi Picoult's books around Borders. My point is, they shouldn't stock so many books of one Author and not for others. I don't care if that particular Author isn't exactly popular, or used to be and now people are getting sick of their books/everyone already has them. One day someone is going to want to buy that book, and it won't be there on account of the numerous copies of The Secret River taking up all the space (i HATE that book with a passion. We had to read it for school last year, andfor some insane reason it is (apparently) popular. AUSTRALIAN HISTORY IS BORING AND HOLDS NOTHING OF INTEREST. WHY WOULD YOU WRITE ABOUT IT????? sorry. i just really hated that book. It hurt me to see it there on display it it's multiple glory) . Yes we could order the book into the shop... but that usually takes so long. Days, sometimes weeks. I guess instead we will just have to buy a copy of The Secret River because, you know, it's there. I just really wanted the seventh book. *pouts*

Not that I left empty handed. Oh no. I kind of have a book-buying addiction. Which is fine, I would rather have that than say an addiction to clothes (i need new ones actually :S I haven't bought any clothes in a while) or CD's (i just find books more worthwhile than CDs *cough*Limewire*cough*) but I then always end up with a whole lot of books that need to be read. Not a bad thing either, but, well, cause I'm reading Wheel of Time, and am only onto the 6th book, I'm only halfway there. Oh well, I do love it that i know I will never be without anything to read.
I ended up buying Wicked, cause even though I haven't seen the musical live (watched it online) I've heard it is a great book. I also bought Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult ( i love, love, LOVE her books. I would definitely recommend her, she keeps your stomach in this tight clench until litterally the last page. In suspense, not fear btw) and I got The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, recommended by Rohan ^_^. I really want to read them already. argh. I just need to get through Wheel of Time. I hate stopping in mid series because I never end up going back to read them, and then forget, and then have to start all over again.

P.S I just got this comment on my HP pwns LOTRs video:

Dumbledore is gay, and he is dumb thats why they say "Dumb"ledore, Gandalf is a badass, Dumbledore just hags out with fucking kids, Gandalf killed a Balrog

lol. Really??

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

2008-10-01T23:33:00.000+10:00

I haven't really been motivated to write a blog lately.

And I'm still not. Goodnight.

STOP PROCRASTINATING LIV

2008-09-27T22:18:00.007+10:00

My suitcase is staring at me. It knows that I haven't done what I'm supposed to. BUT I HATE PUTTING THINGS AWAY :(.

Alright. Fine. Whatever. I'll go do it.

p.s. The new facebook (I still hate it...) has convinced me that pirate english is amazing and we should all talk like that from now on. We should just get rid of normal English completely. It would be so fun!

lolz and cringe moments

2008-09-25T21:32:00.005+10:00

What will be in a video to come, today Mitto and I discovered that together we tend to take the simplest conversations and then adapt normal situations, making them sound very very wrong. What fun we have.

In other news, I am going home TOMORROW. yayayayayayayayay. Hopefully we won't be stuck at the airport longer than the actual duration of the flight this time. That would be nice. If that's the case and our flight is delayed, then I am going to be incredibly grumpy as the airport at the Gold Coast doesn't exactly have a nice little lounge with free food/wireless. It's more of a big room with rows and rows of blue upholstered chairs and screaming snotty nosed children abusing their parents. I have my reasons for not liking that airport. Oh look, here comes a story.

Last time I was up at the Gold Coast, which was January I think, my mother, sister and I were having a small lunch to pass time while waiting for our flight. There was little choice of restaurants, two little cafes to be exact. Choosing the one that seemed more appealing (we were so wrong), we went over and ordered at the cramped counter. I chose some sort of "fresh" sandwich from the fridge. After eating half of said sandwich, I took a bite of the second half, and felt something crunch. Looking down, I realized to my horror that there was a SPIDER stuck between the lettuce and chicken. As you can imagine, with my being a girl, and not being all too friendly with spiders, I screamed and then went on to say "ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew ew..." The only good thing we got out of this experience was a full refund and choice of anything free from the cafe. I chose packeted goods, not wanting anything "fresh". Urgh. Spiders taste disgusting by the way.

As you can see I'm being a very good girl and updating my blogs regularly. I've recently changed from Internet Explorer to Firefox because Explorer has crashed on me for the last time. And now I have Blogger right up there, bookmarked so it's always there, taunting me, wanting me to write another blog. Hooray.