isha

Not Yves St Klein; Not in the Slightest.

2011-04-06T08:46:00.000-07:00

I hate it when you see someone that you've dated/ (hooked-up with/ loved/ slept with) in the past at some random venue, and they choose to follow you around and flaunt whatever human accessory is hanging off their arm.

It's not like you're unaware that they're doing it on purpose and frankly I find it quite pathetic.

Okay, okay. Obviously this post is directed at someone in my own past and so to him I'd like to say:

"We had something back then; and yes I did love you, but wow!......next time you try to make me jealous at least pick someone whose desperate re-bound status is not the common knowledge of the entire district area."

-Also, say goodbye to our facebook friendship. x

Venting is a marvellous creature of the soul...ishax

Tradies will be the death of me.

2011-02-06T17:00:00.000-08:00

Sorry it's been such a long time since I posted, I've been working on a new blog project with my best mate Bee and hopefully the finished productwill be up and running in the next few weeks before the commencement of university.

Anyhow I just decided to blog as I am SO PISSED at these tradies walking around my house! I want them out, however it seems that installing a new bathroom sink will take, oh I dunno, a little over 4 HOURS!!!!!

I cannot wait until I'm out of this house and back in my matchbox room at STMC. Ah well, only 2 and a half more weeks to go....

DAMN!...ishax

Smack my bitch up

2011-01-19T05:15:00.000-08:00

Manly Suicide....weird huh? But this particular post I found absolutely hilarious. Not only are the notions completely ludicrous but the rating scheme including "level of manliness" and "mess" categories makes for one hell of an entertaining 15 minute read.

Click this link to read.

In closure I am neither for or against suicide. It really is for the individual to decide after all and I can't say that I've been a stranger to the idea.

Each to their own...ishax

Godzilla, eat my heart out.

2011-01-18T16:58:00.000-08:00

I feel horrible today. I just re-read that and feel worse.

Time to cheer ones-self up with a random picture.

ha.

This post is so depressing that I may not post it...ishax

Are you 'the sexy'?

2011-01-16T06:47:00.000-08:00

Let me just say, watching 'Worlds sexiest men' with my mum does make for quite the awkward Sunday night activity. She has a fetish for anyone with dark skin and I differ considerably in opinions. Before the show ends I'm throwing out the pick for worlds number one sexiest man: Tyson Beckford. Well, at least that's been mums pick the hole night.

I googled him and realised that this:

...IS FORTY YEARS OLD.

and He's dating a nineteen year old!!!

(Granted they both look amazing, but still the age difference was enough to slightly sway mums decision) I'm yet to find an individual in this show who I really find attractive... we're up to number 9. Wish me luck!

Oh shit, number 8 is Johnny Depp...

DROOL!...ishax

Binding News

2011-01-15T03:15:00.000-08:00

I have a horrible habit of binding my waist.

When I was little I thought it was rather fun to be somewhat like the beautiful ladies I saw on old English films and once every blue moon I find it quite enjoyable to relive my childhood fantasy. That was, until I saw this picture yesterday.

It's kind of scary to think that I've done something similar to my body and really does make you realise just how much your childhood tends to influence your life.

Why don't I ever hear good news??...ishax

Jerks from the same social network... how original.

2011-01-12T03:18:00.001-08:00

If asking me over fb chat "Do you go to the gym" and stating that "your name's fucked" is meant to be insulting to me then some sad individuals really need to grow up.

God, howchildish can some people be?

Answers to both the question and the statement are:

1. yes &

2. Fuck the fuck off.

I've never met individuals so rude and I really do hope that one day they find better things to do with their time.

Sincerely...ishax

I WOULD SELL MY SISTERS LEFT ARM FOR....

2011-01-12T01:23:00.000-08:00

I almost forgot, I really wanted to to a big list of all the things that I want for 2011, and when I say it's for the New Year, I'm not really talking about making any New Year's Resolutions, although hmmm... maybe you could call them 'shopping resolutions'. Anyhow this is just a short list of things I really really want in 2011; things that I WOULD SELL MY SISTERS LEFT ARM FOR....seriously, she doesn't use it anyway. Regardless here is a list of items both weird, cute, funny and totally morbid that I hope will entertain.

1. I want that picture of the Girl with the Pearl earring from TYPO that looks like she's been shot in the head. Although in all honesty, I really would prefer her without the gaping hole in her head, and just wearing that awesome gothic make-up that makes up part of that portrait.

2. I want a Shave Baby. But not just any baby, I want the limited edition; super rare SHAVE ME RANGA BABY. Seriously, it combines my love of orange hair, with my love of children and sharp shaving objects. What more could a gal want!?

3. I really want either of these bags. The first one, I'm totally planning to make myself as it is insanely easy and looks amazing. The second I will have to steal off this girl. Or go to bali and force someone in slave labour to make it for me. I'm thinking the first would be more humane.

4. I would like to poses a beautiful WWBD spin board. As it is both delicious and entertaining!

5. This is both creepy, gross and hilarious; and although I don't often cook whilst at college, I would greatly appreciate having this glorious book in my collection. It would also be th most wonderful gift to any sexual deviant or pervert.

6. I want this, framed above my bed. Just so any boy that enters, will know exactly what's expected of him. "A good boy always sleeps with his hands above the covers".

And that's pretty much all I wanted for Christmas but could never tell my family/ never got. Hopefully this year I will covert each and every one of these lovely items. I can tell you this much though, finding them will be a blast! God I sounded like that freak on that t.v. show that no-body likes... Jimmy Nutron or something???

Woah.... even better:

I just used 3 'that's' in a sentence...

Ooooh and three apostrophes.

Bring on my day of Tripods!!!

:| But not in that way...ishax

Technology hates me & musical poop.

2011-01-11T19:47:00.001-08:00

Why must my computer keep trying to commit suicide on me??? -I don't google that many horrible things now do I?

Yep, that's right guys; despite just buying a brand new battery for my laptop it seems that the problem is no longer with the battery. Now it's with the laptop charger. CUT ME A BREAK TECHNOLOGY! So in the mean time, I've been using my brand new (supposed to be only for uni work) Macbook to fulfil my computerring needs, however, it's proved the most hassle-some thing as I can't up-date my ipod & submitting my resume` has become IMPOSSIBLE due to the fact that I can no longer access it on a dead computer. It's so dead that I'm almost certain it will decay any day! -I already got the fright of my life when I found a cockroach crawling around on it. FYI guys, did you know that if you smash its head, a cockroach will keep living..... Yeah, found that one out the hard way :\

Anyway before I end this small post I just wanted to share with you, something I overheard whilst eating lunch with my male creator a few days ago.

So here I am, eating my "Gozleme" (I swear that's how you spell it, contrary to the blogger spell check) and I hear this father with his kids say the following:

"Okay, you two go get some ice cream, I'm gunna go drop a beat."

*A WHAT?* I thought to myself. Is this man gonna get up and start performing or something??

The kids, obviously being as clueless as myself (yeah I took a sneak peak at their faces and they were truly entering the zone of 'WTF') proceeded to ask their dad, in the most casual of manners what the hell he was on about.

The guy was talking about taking a shit.

My Brain kind of resembled a large pile of Goo by this point.

Seriously??? Do you think calling that particular act 'dropping a beat' will make bringing it up any less awkward? I mean, maybe if they were a family of beatniks and the kids responded nonchalantly "Sho` daddyo, gunna drop a 'c' or a 'd'...." I MAY have forgiven them and been able to resume my lunch. But no. There were no beatniks holding cool bongo drums and those poor kids must've been left dying on the inside. Anyhow, that is just a random thing that happened to me the other day that did kinda of leave me wondering:

Can shit even be musical???...ishax

Ebay gripes.

2011-01-08T22:55:00.000-08:00

I have one complaint for the day. That being EBAYERS.

Dear stupid Ebay bidders,

Why can't you realise that the later you wait to bid, the lower the freaking price of whatever the hell you're bidding on stays!! Why are you bidding over 100 bucks for a shirt that has obviously come from an Op-shop, and probably cost like 4 dollars when there is still 13 days left on a freaking auction!!??? Like cool if you're not gunna be on the net for the next two weeks and may possibly miss re-bidding, but no doubt, you will be on that stupid computer, on that same stupid site, looking at the same stupid garment; or rice cooker; or what-ever the hell else EVERY BLOODY HOUR (on the hour) of EVERY BLOODY DAY!

%$#@&^$!!!!!!!!

Now that all the ranting is over, I can breathe easy.

And continue watching Peter Pan!...ishax

Tormenting Innocents.

2011-01-07T04:35:00.000-08:00

I think that one day, should I ever decide to have children I would want to torment them. Sounds horrible right? Well maybe this could be evidence of some form of psychosis... or maybe it's just to make sure that they don't ever repeat what I've countless times voiced myself; "That I never should pro-create". In order to do so, I have devised the perfect plan; one which will undoubtedly scar them for life. That being, I will send them a video simple entitled the following:

Yes, it will be done... although I'm guessing by which time the video will be non-existent. What a shame! Maybe I'll just have to post it on tumblr.

Bahahahahahaa!

Ppppfft. like that'll ever happen!...ishax

Scribbles of Life

2011-01-07T02:43:00.000-08:00

I just think....

that this makes a whole lot of sense.

Simplicity is Bliss...ishax

NU Y3ARS.

2010-12-31T17:32:00.000-08:00

I'm am the biggest idiot I know.

Honestly, who else could completely forget that it was New Years last night!
Luckily I remembered in time to make it to a party one of my friends had invited me to and had quite the lovely (completely classy..ahem) evening. However this morning didn't turn out as wonderfully as I'd expect; waking up squashed between two other people on a sofa bed with horrible cramps after laying in the most contorted position I've ever found myself. Despite all this I really met some awesome people and that really is all I wanted for the new year.

Anyhow, I'd just like to say a BIG thank you to all my close friends and family who've put up with me for yet another year. I love you all dearly and wish you the best for 2011!

You mean the world to me...ishax

Smiles, singing and sexual inuendos

2010-12-30T19:43:00.000-08:00

I've just been subjected to the BRADY BUNCH MOVIE. Oh, it's been far too long! I have to say though, that this is one of the most hilarious movies I've ever watched. The almost psychotic nature of every child in the 'Bunch' family... especially Jan (you know, the ugly middle child who always says: "MARSHA, MARSHA, MARSHA!"??) paired with the inadverted sexual inuendos and henious sing-a-longs make so non-stop 'WTF' moments and hilarious laughter.
Iroically it seems that in recent times people really have been drawing upon that glorious 60's brady bunch fashion. Even I admit that some of the patterns are absolutely adorable.
Anyway, here are my two favourite parts from the first Brady Bunch Movie and ironically they all involve the glorious and HILARIOUS Jan:

Who is that?
It's me. The new Jan Brady!
Let's knock over a 7-11!! >:

REALLY JAN? REALLY?
WTFFFFFFFFFF...ishax

At ease.

2010-12-30T18:50:00.000-08:00

I have absolutely no complaints about today.

Actually I'm feeling rather relaxed whilst watching old episodes of the Chasers War on Everything and gormandising on my new 'king' of all treats- Apple flavoured Licorice; although I've come to realise how much Chasers loses its humour after time fades because of its topical nature.

Anyhow, once I get my butt off the couch I'll most probaby end up spending the day with my sister as we get yet another batch of her photo's developed.

My secret plan for today-find a giant, completely original art piece that will totally leave people gobsmacked. What will most probably happen: ABSOLUTELY NADDA!

Let's hope it's the former...ishax

Plantation Pets.

2010-12-30T07:10:00.000-08:00

I did something remarkably and wonderfully selfish about 2 hours ago. I waltzed into IKEA, and bought myself two of the coolest indoor plants EVER!

After a full week of thought I decided that the moment I go back to college, instead of owning some sort of lame pet (i.e.: fish, or even my beloved sea monkeys) I would buy one of the most low maintenance yet highly 'accessorise-able' items I have come accross in all my days.

"How-so?" you ask?... Well the idea actually came to me after part-taking in the annual 'dressing of the stupid mineature tree we have in our house' for Christmas event.- Actually, my sister and Aunt decorated it... I just sat on my arse eating chips and upon their completion, told them if they had done a decent enough job. Anyhow, I realised that you can do sooo many things to trees and really go all out with making them look absoultely gorgeous (using lights, ornaments, hats, chains etc!) and evidently I decided that a tree trumps any other sort of pet one can own.

Don't believe me? Then just observe the following 5 simple reasons.

5 simple reasons as to why trees TRUMP and other for of 'pet'

(inc. rocks and sea-monkeys)

1. A tree is completely low maitainence.

2. It's not attention seeking.

3. You can change it to suit whatever mood you create in your room.

4. IT HELPS YOU LIVE! -Oxygen people!!

and 5. Seriously, have you ever ever tried dressing up a fish? or putting fairy lights on sea monkeys?- Yeh, good luck!

Ultimately I do believe I have made a very good investment in my two beautiful trees which I will have to find fitting names for soon. They're both gorgeous palms anlthough I'm considering adding a giant peace lilly to my collection. Anywho, I'll let you knw how it all goes.

Until next time...ishax

Days like mould

2010-12-29T05:47:00.000-08:00

Today I spent the majority of the morning soaked in a veil of bleach and mould killer, braving the horrors of our family bathroom so that mother dearest would finally cease her complaining that: "no-one in this family does anything productive round here!" -As of late, it has become somewhat of her battle cry. Regardless, I managed to remove every sceric of grime all thanks to our labyrinth's worth of cleaning products (Oh Easy Off-BAM, you definitely don't disappoint!) and eventually found myself free of the house and walking maze-like city corridors with my friend Mikey.

I actually really enjoy hanging out with Michael mainly because he's one of the few male friends I have that doesn't shy away from the prospect of shopping. He even helped me search for a homecoming present for my best friend Bee, who will return shortly from a long-lasting years worth of German living!
Sadly, it seemed that even after almost 4 hours of shopping and despite browsing almost everywhere we were no closer to finding that perfect gift; although the hunt did create a few laughs as he decided that playing urban 'hide-and-seek' whilst I was buying and all too delicious pudding flavoured Bubble Tea was a good idea. In reality it resulted in a 5 minute silent treatment and four consecutive 'JERK!' text messages being sent to his phone.

A while later I managed to orchestrate what I considered both a daunting and embarrassing form of revenge by forcing poor Mikey to trape through MYERS lingerie department. However, his reaction was quite the let down- or maybe it just proved how much more immature I am, as he made no squeamish noises and instead lead me to cringe after exclaiming how much he liked the fake boobs of a scantily clad model on one of the stores promotional posters.
Eventually after finding him an acceptable pair of skinnies we both headed home and I found myself collapsed on the couch-bed I have come to call my own. Although it wasn't one of my life's most productive days it was pretty fun and I am gosh darn (gotta keep this G-rated) exhausted, which is something I haven't been for a very long time.
Oh well, there's always tomorrow to find my beloved Dirty Bee something that tickles her fancy before she returns.

and didn't that just sound dirty. *sigh.

Maturity you've evaded me again!...ishax

DO YOU-

2010-12-15T17:40:00.000-08:00

Like fried chicken?...

Like Rainbows?...

Cheezy Music?...

HELL YEAH!

Then Go to Google.

Type in 2204355

and click "I'm Feeling Lucky"

Femme Boredom

2010-12-13T03:27:00.000-08:00

...Or fuck the rules and wake up baked.

Now that's female boredom...ishax

P.S- we're out of milk.

2010-12-12T05:24:00.000-08:00

A quote from one of my favourite movies of all time: P.S I love you.

Daniel Connelly: Sorry, I have a syndrome. I don't really have a filter. I don't pick up on social cues.
Holly Kennedy: You mean you're rude?
Daniel Connelly: Yeah, but now it's a disease I can take medication for.

Stupid? Yes. But there's no way one can knock something that just made me laugh after on hell of a shitty afternoon. I suppose it's the best way to make sure that everyday you find something that makes you smile.

My silver lining...ishax

Still-frame Genius

2010-12-06T17:42:00.000-08:00

I've recently come across this amazing photographer whose work has completely blown me out of the water. Her name is Mary Robinson and at what I believe is 17yrs old, this girl really has an amazing talent for photographing simplistic beauty. So now I'm going to shut up so that you can be exposed to the same level of (as Barney Stinson would say)... AWESOME, that I've been able to witness after following her f-log (yes, that is short for photo blog).

These are deffinitely some of my favourites, so if you adore photography or are just looking for something truly gorgeous I highly reccommend you check out Mary Robinson's Photo Dairy .

You might just be surprised by what you find...ishax

If my dog could read minds....

2010-12-06T04:06:00.000-08:00

At present I'm experiencing notorious 'family time'; my sister sits facing me, on the opposite side of the room- mirroring my interest in the laptops glowing screen, whilst my dad plays guitar on the lounge between each of us. - the crux of his Hispanic flare I believe is a bid to convince himself as well as his two daughters that he is really Spanish. This has been happeneing most frequently since dad spent a short time in the country, more than 2 years ago.

This is all being done under the guise of watching T.V. or more precisely- watching some show about psychic pets. . . (Yeah, I'm feeling more retarded and anti-social by the minute).
Nevertheless, it made me realise how droll my Monday night's shenanigans have become since leaving college. I have no commitment any more- even in the face of a FREE CLOUD CONTROL CONCERT tonight!

Shameful- I know.

Lame- Yeah, you're right.

So, why do I feel so happy doing nothing?...ishax
(Also kudos to Photographer Mary Robinson- I've used a fair few photos of hers as of late and I plan to do a write-up very shortly)

Juvies and Children Chasing.

2010-12-04T07:11:00.000-08:00

I've just spent my day entertaining children of ages 5 and 8 and I'm not gunna lie, it's EXHAUSTING! So finally after spending copious amounts of time playing horsey and listening to (tween pop sensation) Justin Bebier- yeah, I can't even spell the dude's name; I've finally found time for myself... and it just so happens to now be quarter past eleven! This whole day has really made me realise how badly I don't want kids, which truly does sound horrible, but in all honesty I think it'd be best for the world if there weren't miniature duplicates of myself running around causing havoc.

Seriously, even one of me is a handful- just ask my sister.

Maybe in twenty years time, if I ever come across my blog again, and manage to remember my own password, I will probably read this and wonder what the hell I was thinking (implying that I would, at such time have already either had my own kids or had adopted a severely attention seeking dog with similar traits to a child)....

Never the less, my point is that I guess it's true that time, people and places are always changing, so you really do have to be open minded about such things.

But for now, I'm more than happy to abuse my first year of adulthood by wearing the most gaudy, outlandish and heinous outfits imaginable and suffering through a treasured 'juvie' hissy fit or two.

All I have is today...ishax

Moon.

2010-12-02T04:51:00.000-08:00

When you're the moon you split people down the middle.
Some people go 'ah look, he's nice with his white face, he's all gentle hanging in the sky'...
Some people go 'eerrr he's a vanilla rapist, get him away from my kids'!!

I miss the nights like this, where I'd walk over to U-dub at night and just watch the sky.

I guess there's not that long to wait though...ishax

Talks of Fury, Passion, Shame.

2010-12-01T06:27:00.000-08:00

Having 'the talk' is the most frustrating, nerve-wracking and stressful moment of most people's relationships. Even I find myself cowering at the prospect of asking those questions that I'm dying to know. The simple ones, that most often you already know the answers to. If you expect their reply to be good; you ask because you need that confirmation which will propel your relationship further. Conversely, if you assume the worst; you ask them in the hope that bringing up feelings and emotions may change the object of your affection's mind.
We've all had those talks, and there is no doubt that a times, the replied we've been looking for aren't the ones we may have wished for. So here-in lies the problem of when to let go.
As of late, I've had a fair few friends talk to me about their relationship problems ( so much so that sometimes, I think I should just become a relationship councilor so I can get paid for my 'services' ).
Anyhow, it seems that as well as myself there are other people out there who find it difficult to lay down the lines in a relationship and it's really got me thinking, that if you're not comfortable enough to ask the person you're with these kinds of questions then maybe you're not fully ready to be in a relationship.
I think the most important things a couple needs to posses in order to function really well and for both people to get the most out of their relationship is the ability to be open with each other; to talk (which admittedly is something I'm aware of lacking in my own personal life) and to realise that as well as spending time together, that each person needs their own space.

I truly feel as though that's the greatest thing you can give to someone you care about.

(well, maybe there are some more enjoyable things)

But for now, lets live in the land of innocence shall we?...ishax

Irony; Food for the Indie Soul.

2010-12-01T00:56:00.000-08:00

This is a letter to a nameless individual and their counterparts.

So uh, word on the grapevine is that you actually have cheated on your girlfriend.
Actually I know this as I heard it from the chick herself. Although I'm in utter disbelief that she'd go there because seriously, that chick is WAAAAY to good for you!
I do however, find it HILARIOUS that I was ever accused of seduction and falcified rumour spreading when you've just proved that:
1. You're a dog and no seduction is needed and
2. That those so called 'rumours' were true.

Oh irony, how I love you...ishax

Texts From Last Night

2010-11-30T07:43:00.000-08:00

I'm obsessed with this website at present:
Texts from last night; a collection of seriously hilarious drunken, inebriated, insulting, hysterically funny texts.

TEXT 1:
I took some ambien and I TRIPPED out...I went into my mom's room to say goodnight and I don't remember anything...she said that I got really pissed at her because we were living in the Keebler elf tree and she was visiting other trees, then I started laughing hysterically and she goes "whats so funny?" and I go "there are 7 people sitting on my knees" and she goes "doesn't that hurt?" and I said "no we're sitting in a bowl" and then I capped it off and said "join the crazy train bro" and passed out.

TEXT 2:
So, when he came he screamed MORTAL KOMBAT!!!! at the top of his lungs and all of his roomates yelled back FINISH HER!!!!.....yeah kinda akward

TEXT 3:
At McDonald's last night the guy gave you the wrong kind of McFlurry, so you screamed at him, "YOU MCFUCKED UP!"

Seriously these are the most hilarious, boredom consuming snipits of peoples lives all complied into one super awesome website and I highly recommend you check them out. -Especially the 'Best of all time" category (which you may or may not have to use google to find as sometimes the link on the site likes to screw around with web-users).
Regardless over this loooooooong summer Im comforted by the fact that there will always be some texts from last night, that will push me through the tough times of boredom and indifference.

That's really all one can expect of the:

Texts from last night....ishax

A modern family?

2010-11-30T03:58:00.000-08:00

Modern Family- is AMAZING!

I swear I've laughed in a space of ever 5 minutes throughout the entire first season!
If you've never taken the time to watch it, the show's basically about three families, who are all completely different but still intertwined with one another. It is truly HILARIOUS and I give props to the increadibly talented writers who've come up with really controvertial but very honest events that unfold at every stage of family life, regardless of its construction.
This has to be one of my favourite scenes and is now a T-shirt print that I covert. If you don't watch the show, this is from Season 1, Episode 7 and involves a chubby hispanic child (Manny) in his pursuit of fencing glory.

All I can say is,
Thank God my family life isn't televised... ishax

Transperth Pathet-icism.

2010-11-26T16:51:00.000-08:00

Okay so here's catchup part two- What I've been doing since watching Harry Potter until the present time!Well yesterday I had issuses with everyone's favourite joke of a transportation company, Transperth. So here's how it started:

I was supposed to meet my friend Katie in the city in order to (as most girls do) begin our day of rather epic Perth-wide shopping and finally, finnish off with a hardworking gym session. So I got my goods together and moved my arse to the bus-stop. -It was actually henious trying to move my sleep depreived, sun-rejecting, hermit-like body out into the open. . . mainly because I've stopped sleeping as of late and have been running on multiple coffees in unusual forms.- Yeap that's right, hot coffee, iced coffee and yeah, I even made a coffee popsicle, which actually tasted bloody good!

Never the less, I waited, and waited and feaking waited! However this bus never came. So finally after about three-quarters of an hour I get on, and finally make it to the train station. And lucky me!- The train had just left and I was forced to wait 15 minutes for the next one. Then when the next one came.... the doors closed on me. Well actually they literally closed on this old Italian woman which in and of its self was horrible but really? I was already and HOUR late!!

So eventually Katie came to me, and we spent the day checking out Joondalup shopping centre. Yeah, most people would turn their noses down at this but Joondalup is actually MASSIVE and stocks some really awesome things - I bought Socks! (God, I'm cool....)

Anyway after leaving the shopping centre, we decided to swap our gym date (being the slackers we are) and go to IKEA to find things to make our rooms at college hip and chic. Actually I just wanna do something to it that'll distract me from the fact that it's ABSOLUTELY TINY!

So we played around in the store and even had some IKEA caffeteria cake which deffinitely undermined the previous plans of a gym session.- woops! Katie managed to find some awesome fairy lights to throw up in her room, and I totally think she's gunna make it look awesome!

I myself, remain undecided on what the hell I'm going to do with my room, but I'm sure something will inspire me eventually.

After all this, being super tired and having a doctors appointment later we left and I came back home to watch more pre-pubescent tween queens (Toddlers and Tiaras) and middle-ages he/she queens (Rupaul's Drag Race). . .I'm so lazy! Oh well, today I'm catching up on excercise so after I dye my hair blonde at 11 today I plan on meeting Katie at U-DUB for some Gym re-education!

Am I looking forward to it?
Not really...ishax

Coverted.

2010-11-26T08:06:00.000-08:00

Despite the clear objections from almost everyone around me, I'm fascinated by Tattoos and if I could, would cover myself in their amaing artistic glory!

(...and I've gotta say, no women show them off as proudly as my idols; The Suicide Girls).

Sadly I doubt I will ever commit to a full sleeve or chest piece as I so desire, due mainly to the fact that it is still widely taboo across the world. This is kind of depressing really, although it doesn't mean I can't still live in hope!

Oh, how I covert...ishax

Mamihlapinatapai

2010-11-26T06:34:00.000-08:00

I'm sorry I've taken more than a million years to get my act together and re-blog, but what with ending exams, celebratory moments and moving back home it seems that vegging out and re-zombifying myself has taken preference over writing whatI'd describe in the last few weeks as highly questionable/ emotionally unstable rants...
(Seriously; I'm now 70% determined to withold my insanity from public display!... I think.)

Anyhow, now that my first year of YOU-KNEE-VERSE-CITY is finito (and doesn't that summise perfectly how much I've grown and matured over the year...) I can focus on blogging about the truly random and often seemingly pointless shennanigans I get up to.

So firstly, I should probably re-count my viewing of the ONE AND ONLY HARRY POTTER and the Deathly Hallows ...well actually it's more like the ONE out of two when you think about it. Especially considering I really only saw half a movie. -Wait. So if I left halfway through part one, that'd mean I would've only seen a quarter of the film!
Oh crap. You must be reading this thinking: "Ermnnn..... right???..... God you must be truly bored to consider that something worthy of my noting."

But seriously.... YES; I am. and YES; it is.

Anyhow immediately post my final exam I made the epic 8 minute and 37 second journey to the city to meet my wonderful friend Eris who had just suffered through the exact same period of wait and angst due to the fact that we both study the language of 'Hello Kitty'. By the way, I'm talking about Japanese, cause it seems the last person I said that to turned around and asked me how fluent I was in 'pusseh' :\ (Needless to say that was the most lengthy and awkward bus ride of my life.)

Back on track. We met up; went to Jaws; roamed and roamed and roamed in order to kill 3 hours... and bought some Asian foods (are you noticing a theme in my day already) until finally it was time and we found ourselves seated beneath an effigy of what I believe to be a satanic orgy/ broadway nudist musical.
Honestly, next time you go to Piccadilly Cinemas; Theater numero uno, check out the carved images of nudists having sex, dancing and merry-making atop a skinned individual. Yeaaaaahhh....that shit was created in the 20's so this can only mean one thing: Our grandparents were complete weirdos!!!!

So my overall impression of the movie:

Yeap, it was somewhat like that. Although at times scenes were a bit too melodramatic, I really liked the movie and [ *spoiler* ] it even managed to get a FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK out of me, when that creepy old woman turned into the even creepier snake thing. Yeah I jumped spilling melted rasberry icecream on my skirt and spent the rest of the afternoon walking like a loony in fear that the resulting reddish stain below wouldn't be viewed by onlookeds as the calling card of that mysterious ninja: 'Aunt Red'.

Anyhow considering it's late and I have planned a gym session, that's all I'll fill you in with for today. Hopefully I'll be able to get up to the present in the next few days.
Ohhhhh that'd make me from the future then. Sweeeeeet. (^-^ )

Goodnight and Goodluck.
God I hated that movie...ishax

Thoughts.

2010-11-17T03:53:00.000-08:00

One more to go until freedom is guarenteed....

(Until next year that is.)

My new problem is working out what the hell I'm going to do in this mother of all breaks.

cest la vie...ishax

Dramati-que`

2010-11-12T04:20:00.000-08:00

I'm overly dramatic.
God how long have I been denying myself that fact?
Indeed, perfection for me is boring.

Life needs to be crazy, weird, fun and filled with the unusual.
-and that's pretty much what runs through my head when I throw together outfits.

Why couldn't I be born during the Romantic Era...ishax

Waiting and Hating

2010-11-11T03:58:00.000-08:00

Decision Final:

No call tonight = Number deleted tomorrow.

As mother always said, cut your losses early then high tail it like a bat outta hell...whilst avoiding trees, cows and sharp corners on open country roads.

Wisdom...ishax

Powers of a Vegan Nature

2010-11-07T16:05:00.000-08:00

A few days ago one of my friends asked me something rather strange:

"You're a vegan right? So then, do you have Vegan Powers??"

At first the general WTF expression that I usually make, when someone asks me something borderline ludicrous (or when I see that guy who wears giant sunglasses, sequined clothes and dances in the city on frequent occasions) made an appearance.
However, later that night he sent me a link to a clip from the movie Scott Pilgrim Vs. the World.

In all honesty this movie is an incredible film, not in the sense that it was good; but more or less that you sit there for give or take 2ish hours waiting for some part of it to start making sense- and it never does! I must say though, that I thoroughly enjoyed checking out the incredibly alternative hair colours that made their way onto screen. Will half a head of 'Hyper Blue' hair be making it's way into my personally style anytime soon?.... I'll get back to you on that one. :S

Back on track, this video features good old Scott taking on Boyfriend numero tre`(-no), Mr Todd Ingram, in a battle to the ...err... death? However Boyfriend number 3 is no push-over, due primarily to his acquisition of VEGAN POWERS! I'm assuming that the whole idea behind 'vegan powers' is that due to restricting ones diet from meat and animal products, one is forced to eat the best of fruits, vegetables and other health foods in order to survive, and as a result of this they are not only supreme survivers, have the gusto from premium foods, but also a sense of extreme pretentiousness- Which can totally bolster an individual during a battle to the death.

Since I watched this little cracker of a vid, I've begun to wonder whether I've gained any incredible skills... and YES, yes I have.

My first vegan skill- The ability to fall asleep very easily.

Yes indeed it's a valuable skill, especially during the exam period that has been plaguing me for the past two and a bit weeks. After many many weeks of sleepless night instead of having to re-set my sleeping patters, this no longer matters, as I can fall asleep anytime and anywhere.

It's also fantastic for uses such as avoiding church appearances and/or showing my disapproval of many boring situations.

My second vegan skill - Insatiable Hunger.

I can't stop eating~ It's fairly scary! As a trade-off, in order to prevent the occurrence of my first ability (one of which I still haven't got the hang of controlling, cause yeah, I'm totally ).... I eat.

So anything you throw at me, will be consumed like a black-hole! XD
Oh wait, unless it's non-vegan food. -Ah shit, I just realised how truly useless this skill is. *sigh*~

My third (and most powerful) vegan skill - Extreme pretentiousness.

Yeah, most vegans I'd assume would have this skill because well, most vegans ARE pretentious. I'm not gunna lie, it takes an incredible amount of will power to crack the uppedy shell that acts as the vegans 'force field'.

Ah, but why am I explaining all of this to you? Just have a look at the youtube vid and see for yourself!

Okay, so he died and vegan powers were proved useless in comparison to the ultimate 'cool' that is Scott Pilgrim and his Guitarist flare....and what has this taught me??!!

VEGAN POWERS + GUITAR FLAIR = WORLD DOMINATION!....ishax

Many things, all that say nothing.

2010-11-07T04:26:00.000-08:00

Evening All,
It seems that due to the boredom I've faced as a result of exams I've become rather mental.
However cutting my hair seems to have remedied this by making me feel like someone new.
This really got me thinking how susceptible people are to change.

The whole concept that a small change can have a multiplied effect on everything around it, is something I find immensely interesting. Ah yes, the 'multiplier'. I probably only mentioned that word due to the fact that I've been bombarded with economics lectures today (18 hours worth to be exact!) so I apologise for any weird terms that may re-surface in the next few minutes, hours, days, weeks, etc. But yes, change is a mysterious thing, when I have time I think I'll create some kind of 'CHANGE' flow chart. It'd be fun to see all the way's this has come about in my own life.
Actually that's rather nerdy.... probably shouldn't have mentioned it eh? :S

Oh well,

THAT WAS IT!!!! I remember what I really wanted to do in this post! -To show you one of my most admired people doing what can only be described as dominating the Yale University Lecture theater by presenting one of the most AMAZING thesis' and discussion topics I've ever seen. Africa an the Curse of Foreign Aid: Andrew M. Mwenda.
(Also just gunna throw out the issue of starving kids in Africa to Anonymous who had such wonderful and insightful thoughts upon it. - HAH!...Watch the video my love, then speak with a more informed opinion... and do remember it's not a racist critique as Mr Mwenda is himself of African decent and origin.)

Now do you see why,
I've watched this 8 times in the last 2 days...ishax

Sighs and moans in the place I came to know as ours.

2010-11-03T06:30:00.000-07:00

Do I know that you're using me?
Yes.

Does it matter to me?

Yes and No.

(Why can't I ever be definite about things!)

I wait for the day,

when you tell me the words I wish to hear.

Till then...ishax

DO NOT READ IF YOU OVERREACT.

2010-11-02T05:31:00.000-07:00

I need to get some things off my chest. Not all of them are good, so if you're prone to overreacting or general shit, then I highly recommend bypassing this post.

You have been warned!

Okay let's begin...

1. I DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP.
Seriously, I don't give a crap about what you two do together, or the way they/ their family/ anyone else treats you because of it. Really, a relationship is a thing between two people and it should stay that way. Stop bringing it up in conversation because really, I find it possibly the most boring topic to talk about in the history of boring things- and that's saying something cause I studied Lit and was constantly forced to talk about boring shizen!

2. TO A MALE INDIVIDUAL.
Stay out of the friendship. Oh my god, it's like a never-ending bombardment of 'not-neededness'. What the hell gives you the right to say anything about myself when you have hardly ever taken the time to get to know me. Despite me actually making an effort to know you and in all honesty, I can say I'm not a fan in the least of your friends.

3. WHY IS EVERY CONVERSATION SO PATHETIC.
Do I have to join the debating/ politics clubs in order to talk to people who actually have something decent to say???? Urgh! Why are so many peoples heads filled with pointless crap all the time? It's gotten to the point where I just don't want to talk to them... and actually haven't been. Although it may seem harsh, unless you have something worth me putting an input into, then I really can't see the point in me sitting there, smiling and pretending that all the 'bleh' you're spouting interests me in the slightest.

4. I WANT MY STUFF BACK.
To all the people that have my things, seriously I would like them returned. It's just plain rude to keep peoples belongings for OVER A MONTH! - TWO EVEN! - ACTUALLY MORE LIKE 6!
Also to the people who've actually STOLEN my things, and yes I know a few of you... Seriously, that's jsut plain low. Have some common decency next time and maybe think how you would feel if it was you.

5. I SHOULD STOP SEEING YOU.
I really should. This is going nowhere and although that makes me kind of sad .
I know it's the best thing to do before I let all of this go too far. So why am I still holding on, hoping you'll change?

6. DON'T YOU DARE EVER END A CONVERSATION WITH "WE NEED TO CHAT BECAUSE I'M UNHAPPY WITH YOU".
How bloody rude do you have to be? Especially then telling me I've been rude to you by 'cutting you off in convos' etc. Honestly, a convo?? You do it all the time (but I suppose people always overlook their own faults)! Sometimes I think there is way to much drama here. It's like you feed off of it. People aren't happy and cheery all the time (as this post clearly highlights)- I can't be happy and cheery and bubbly, and always smiling whilst saying: "yeah lets hang out" yadda yah.... so if I'm in a bad mood, which is highly plausable considering it's exam time, then isn't it a good thing that I'm showing you how I feel rather than being fake all the time?!!?! So yeah, if this is what you wished for then great; I am most deffinitely pissed at you now, and I highly doubt that's going to change until after exams.

In short,

Stop being pathetic...ishax

Never what you want it to be.

2010-11-01T22:37:00.000-07:00

Somedays I think I look better without a head.

Others I think my head's the only good part about me.

And then I have those days, where everything looks like shit and I sit in a corner eating my box of vegan cookies, whilst cursing my parents for their DNA.

Today is one of those days.

On a side note;
my room is too small.. ishax

Not so Manic Panic

2010-11-01T05:34:00.000-07:00

Fuxcck,
(I think it looks prettier this way)

I just checked Student Connect and it seems STATS is on Saturday. Oh Christ I desperately want to pass. Better get a wriggle on with my study then. Although I can't say it helps a whole lot when WebCT keeps freezing on me. I hate you University...

Love forever...ishax

VEGANS ARE THE DEVIL.

2010-10-28T06:58:00.000-07:00

There are many things I'm starting to realise as of late. The first; that people are extremely immature.
Although I know this sounds extremely pretentious, conversations have recently become so boring for me. I mean what ever happened to the art of meaningful conversation?
I don't really care much about how drunk you were last week or how your relationship is going (as you've already told me a billion times). Also, I've never been one who likes responding to things like this. In general, the two things I HATE which I find people can't help but throw into conversation are:

1. How's you're relationship status.
This is just stupid as firstly, it's a pretty damn personal question and secondly, if something were to change then I would bring it up myself.

and 2. Whenever someone asks me why I'm a vegan and especially, when they try to pick apart the food I eat in order to make me look like an idiot who isn't sticking to my endeavor.
I really don't care what you eat or how you dress or talk so it puzzles me as to why my choices should be of any concern to you.

The other thing I've come to understand is that I need to control my feelings far more. (But that is most deffinitely a topic for blog discussion tomorrow.)

Looking forward to a new day...ishax

The Final Stretch

2010-10-27T17:29:00.000-07:00

Good Morning Ladies and Gents,

I've managed to wake my severely alcoholic arse up out of bed in order to study for a Jap test today. I'm always pretty hesitant when I use the word 'Jap', just cause once I was completely laid into by this person who told me it was totally offensive to Japanese people.
-Jeeeez, sorry I'm too lazy to say 'Japanese' all the time!

Anyhow, today is my last day of uni (officially) for the entire year. Although I suppose I haven't gotten it off to a good start considering I missed my 8 am lecture (cause its gay and boring) AND am planning on skipping my Stats tute later today as I do believe I did so miserably on the last test that I never want it to be returned to me- EVER!

Anyhow, I should get back to intensive study (lies) and to be honest I'm probably not going to be able to post much in the next few weeks due to my ultimate fear of failing any of my units.
So off I go,

Perfection awaits....ishax

Think Pink.

2010-10-27T02:10:00.000-07:00

There are currently two things that I feel people should be informed of at this very moment.

The first:
My hair is now Pink.

And the second:
My Asian Studies Lecturer is a BOSS!

That is all.

For now...ishax

Not gunna lie; Time may change me.

2010-10-26T01:21:00.000-07:00

At this present moment I have half a bottle of bleach in my hair and may possibly be high due to the intense fumes I've been smelling while waiting for the designated 30 minutes to elapse.

Everything is funny at this point, I just saw I guy get totalled by a bus on youtube and (although I usually don't find others pain amusing) have been laughing about it for almost 10 minutes.

Ohhh excellent 5 more mins left!

Sadly this process must be repeated until my hair becomes blonde in certain areas... which I'm beginning to see, may take days! Oh, also I must show you the wonderful card my mum left on my desk this morning when she dropped off my fone as well as a bunch of super yummy fruits!

You may now wear the GIANT HAT of CLEVERNESS!
Mum, you're truly delightful, and this may possibly be the coolest thing you have ever bestowed me with.

How sad art thou.

Deary me..ishax

Sisterly Congratulations are Due...

2010-10-25T07:41:00.000-07:00

To my blessed sister, by whom I was given the (mild) joy of being dragged back to the NIGHTMARE that was my ex-high schools 'Presentation Night' in order to witness her recipients of an award, I say.....

Than(fuc)k You.

Congratulations on winning the Drama Award!
May it forever bring you happiness and bliss, so that in the future, when we're both old and grey, our grand kids (or random neighbour hood children who we will entice into our floral infested homes-WHICH, might I add, in my vision are situated right beside one another) will know you as the cooler old person.
Oh yes, in our stories of the glory days; you will have won the Drama award and I, only gay boring things like: most consistent effort (sounds like equivalent of an 'I swam in a race' ribbon), or Award for AIT (Computer Crap), or Runner-up Dux. Jesus my life is filled with half-arsed accomplishments.

Just you wait sister. One of these days I shall be the cooler sibling- (and then will finally be able to like that facebook group to affirm it!)

No, but really. Good Job sibling.

You've done me proud!

And I can totally just claim the fact that you're cool cause I raised you and taught you everything you know.....

Genius!...ishax

Heart like a two-way street.

2010-10-25T07:24:00.000-07:00

The fact that you're so difficult to get a hold of really does make me like you all the more. But then again, sometimes I feel like it's driving me crazy. After all, I mean....... is it really that strange to feel this way?

I have to admit that no matter what I do, the fickle part of myself just can't decide whether or not it's good or bad for me. I hate clingy people after all, but in a situation like the one I've found myself in, could it mean that I've become the needy one?

Oh, that truly is a thought that scares me...ishax

A weekend so Jam-packed; all that was missing was the Scones & Cream!

2010-10-24T19:45:00.000-07:00

I'm so stressed over the mountain of work I've left myself through going out so much this semester. I knew it would happen an yet, maybe I thought that somehow I'd find a way out of it.

But no, CRUNCH TIME IS HERE!

I shall watch these lectures all day, EVEN if it KILLS me!

(Or at least until 12, when I'm going to have lunch with my sister in the city)

Also on a side-note, I'm going to do a little Pre-Exam makeover and dye the tips of my hair, magenta, turquoise, pink and baby blue. Hopefully It'll look nice and I'll be able to show every soon as I realise I've really been slack with putting up pictures of myself on this blog- SHAME SHAME!
I'd also like to give a big thumbs up to everyone who made the Tommy More music vid what it was (-that being INSANELYYYYY GOOD). Even though I've lost pretty much all my stuff cause I had to leave before it was over and you guys came like a bulldozer and packed everything up..... -__- "

Oh yes, and of course to everyone who took part in the Morons ARTS NIGHT (Including our stole- Oh, I mean 'borrowed' help from Trinity; Albert and Will, who seemed to attract an alarming number of 'beer wenches' from the far regions of German-Land).
Seriously, it was one big "Sha-bang-a-bang" after another and you pretty much made my weekend AMAZING!

-Back to work...ishax

You can always depend on the entertainment of Neighbours

2010-10-23T18:31:00.000-07:00

Through the walls I can hear my neighbour.

It seems she is currently listening to quite the hilarious video of an somebody singing the well-known TITANIC theme song ~my heart will go oooooooon. I can tell it's funny by the way she's laughing non-stop as the poor individual in the video attempts to hit various notes; both on and off key.

This has most definitely made my morning.

I look forward to what you bring me tomorrow neighbour...ishax

God's gift to the Earth?- GIVE ME A BREAK.

2010-10-23T18:20:00.000-07:00

Dear a certain individual,

You are the most arrogant person I have ever had the displeasure of meeting.
There's something about people who think they're so amazing in every way that really bugs me.... (Maybe it's because in general I was bought up with a sense of tact and morals.)
Oh, how I've tried being nice to you, but no. I've reached my limit.

As you can tell I've grown extremely tired of the way someone has been acting, as has a vast majority of other people. Hopefully this person may mature a little and realise how truly pathetic most everything that comes out of their mouth is. But then again, I think the damage is done. In reality, I should probably not let you get to me anyway.

Severe all ties?

Yeah, I think so...ishax

The first thought, when one wakes up.

2010-10-23T05:25:00.000-07:00

I want cuddles in the early mornings.
It's a fact that can't be changed.

So then,
Must you tease me so?

I guess sleep can't wait...ishax

Eyes of Another.

2010-10-18T05:42:00.000-07:00

I've been asking myself a lot lately;

Why can't I be more like you?

Sometimes I get so wound up about it.

Thinking that maybe, if I became someone who amazed you in every way,

the same way you amaze me,

then somehow, I would be something more in your eyes.

It's truly difficult having someone around, who to me; is completely perfect.

I've started questioning myself over and over.

"How can I compete?" "Am I even worth their time?"

I mean, in all honesty there's nothing wrong with the person I am now.
I'm not ashamed of that.
But regardless, if only you knew how much I admire you.
And despite me saying so more times that I can count,
I still don't think you've realised.

Because of you, I want to be something amazing.

I adore you...ishax

Horrid Nights, American Frights

2010-10-14T15:02:00.000-07:00

Can't say last night was particularly wonderful in any way, shape or form.

Actually, it was rather horrid. Seems that my bodies immune system has completely abandoned me as I spent majority of the night doing what could only be describd by those poor individuals of J-block who heard me, as: 'coughing my intestines out'. Ah yes, not only that but my essay still remains unfinished as I decided to get picky about the format I chose. One change lead to another, and another, until finally I was left with something resembling even less of an essay and more of a dogs breakfast. So the countdown is on: 10 hours to finish. I better get to it, cause the workload is neverending at this point. Kinda like that book the Neverending Story-I was never a fan of either to be honest. So just before I go, I would also like to say a big 'thankyou' to the drunk Americans who thought it smart to bash on my back door last night. Yes they really serve to entertain at 2am.... so much so that it got to the point where things just got creepy. As they tried to rip the door from its hinges while yelling and swearing, I suddenly became fearful and completely convinced that they may actually be some kinda creepy american gang-banging cult.- No joke, I was tired and delirious at this point so it sorta served to heighten the emotions.

Anyway it was interesting all the same. But seriously, don't do it again cause I like my sleep.

COUGH*~...ishax

An Address to dear old Uncle Luke

2010-10-14T03:54:00.000-07:00

(Yes Uncle luke, You've finally gotten your own post in my blog.)

Now, stay out of my room.

Cheeky bugger.

Much love...ishax

Escapading.

2010-10-14T02:07:00.000-07:00

Not gonna lie- Last night was pretty amazing.

It was wonderful to see my favourite ex-collegian Con-con (debatable to some extent haha) had come up from Bunbury and was out and about at CapS; as is the college custom on a Wednesday. Being challenged to a dance battle, meeting a person who looks exactly like quagmire from the TV series Family Guy, and making the decision to become a priest in order to marry some of my good friends (both females might I add) was only the beginning of one extremely crazy night. However it seems, this morning my escapades hit me like a truck about mid-afternoon as I fell asleep on my laptop keyboard resulting in the deletion of a significantly large part of the Asian studies essay I had taken so long to write, and some wonderful key-shaped indentations on my forehead. Needless to say, I felt rather cool at this point.

Regardless as exams are fast approaching I must dig deep and find the will power to restrain myself from leaving my room for the next 3 weeks.
"Highly Unlikely"- you say?

Yeah, can't disagree with you there... ishax

Signs (I'm the lamest person I know.)

2010-10-12T07:38:00.000-07:00

Hey guys,
Yes this is so completely and utterly pointless but at the present moment, it's helping to take my mind off of the fact that im pretty much doomed in all aspects of my uni life at present.
I apologise in advance for the genericness of this post and do promise that next time, (when I am not so stressed and apathetic) I will bring you something far greater in valued entertainment to read.

RULES:

1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, mp3 player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?

concerning the UFO sighting near Highland, Illinois. - Sufjan Stevens

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?

Hair Down- Cold War Kids

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?

Zzzonked - Enter Shikari

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?

Ditry Trip - Air

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

Congratulations, I hate you. - Alesana

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?

Party in a forest (Where's Laura?) - The Wombats

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?

Love for You - Calvin Harris

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?

First Date - Blink 182

WHAT IS 2+2?

Tell Me - P.diddy Ft Christina Aguilera

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?

She Glows - Dark Arts

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

Wouldn't have it any other way - The Streets

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?

They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhhhh!-Sufjan Stevens

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?

Lights and Music - Cut Copy.

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?

I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off - Fall Out Boy

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?

A community service announcement - Jonathan Boulet

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?

Voodo Cowboy - The Cat Empire

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?

Lets Dance to Joy Division - The Wombats

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?

This Bitter Pill - Dashboard Confessional.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?

The Tallest Man, The Broadest Shoulders - Sufjan Stevens.

WHAT’S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?

Television Rules the Nation - Daft Punk.

HOW WILL YOU DIE?

Grip Like a Vice - Go! Team

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?

Stella was a driver, and she was always down - Interpol.

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?

Chelsea Smile -Bring me the Horizon

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?

Touch Too Much -Hot Chip.

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?

I was a lover -Tv on the Radio.

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?

You and Me and One Spotlight - Yellowcard.

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?

I'm finding it harder to be a Gentleman -The White Stripes.

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?

Young Love -The Mystery Jets.

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?

Teaser Teaser - Ships and Anchors

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?

Signs - Bloc Party.

I'm such a loser...ishax

Selfish Heart.

2010-10-12T01:17:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.

God, I can be such an idiot sometimes.

Being so terribly needy has left me feeling horrid.

You made that much clear and

....I kind of adore you for it.

♥ .... ishax.

Not to be taken the wrong way but...

2010-10-10T08:07:00.000-07:00

I have an urge to play around with this notion of 'THINSPIRATION'.

((weird?))

That's what I'm thinking...ishax

Night-mare

2010-10-10T07:05:00.000-07:00

Tonight many things are going wrong for me.
1. My powerpoint just karked it so now using anything electrical is now virtually impossible.
2. I can't find my USB- which is a bad thing as it has my:

Japanese
Asian Studies
Statistics

...assignments on it. (All due this week might I add).

3. I'm feeling fat.
4. I haven't done my Stats weekly lab yet.
5. My room's a mess.
6. I still have a cold.
7. The toilets in my block are DISGUSTING. (Seriously whoever keeps missing, and peeing on the seat is a wanker and yes, I know who you are.)

All that need to happen now is for me to fall up the stairs and break a bone, and I'll be set
Sigh~

Why Me? Why?...ishax

Impressing Impressions.

2010-10-10T06:04:00.000-07:00

My first impressions of people have,

as of late turned out to be completely wrong.

and I'm actually ashamed to admit it.

How pretentious of me...ishax

Had to be said...

2010-10-09T22:35:00.000-07:00

They say everyone should have their heart broken at least once
And that is how you grow emotionally
Well I have been misused by many, many, many men
But nothing can compare to how you treated me.

At times it really felt as though the pain was here to stay
And though it’s many years I go I feel it to this day,
And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Are you fucking kidding me?

All the memories are flooding back to me now
All the ways you stole the light from my eyes
I travelled so far just to get away from you
‘Til this morning’s friend request surprise!

At times it really felt as though I’d never smile again
You narcissistic arsehole, oh you nasty nasty man
And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Are you fucking kidding…?

I don’t care what kind of cocktail you are,
Or which member of The Beatles or which 1950s movie star
I don’t give a toss if you’re a ninja or a pirate
I suspect you’d be a pirate, but I don’t wanna verify it
And I don’t give a shit what your stripper name is
Or if your kitty had a litter
Look -- Just follow me on Twitter
I don’t care about your family tree
And I certainly don’t want you poking me…
again.

And now you wanna be my friend on Facebook
Oh you fucking, fucking fuck…
Click IGNORE.

Kate Miller-Heidke

(Facebook Song.)

Such is life...ishax

Cyclical mind-fuckery

2010-10-09T17:18:00.000-07:00

Dear Resolve,

you're pathetic.

That is all...ishax

Drape me in gold and call me art.

2010-10-07T21:30:00.000-07:00

Today is OKTOBERFEST at our wonderful university Tav! and guess what? I'm stuck inside, sick, and writing a Japanese assignment. Not to forget the the additions to my workload which have so pleasingly taken the form of a grim looking tower of paper and books that constantly looms in the peripheral of my vision. URGH.
There is I suppose, one upside to this weekend, despite the pressing study I owe to myself; that being our college ball. I guess considering I'm in university I should be well and truly over balls. I mean, year 12 was the pinnacle, was it not?

Yeh, IT WASN'T.
(Honestly, I wish someone would've told me that when I was becoming so stressed out over the ball in high school. If only they had told me that it's not the be all-end all!)

Anywho, the ball is this weekend and to be honest I'm rather excited for it. Just the sheer joy of being able to dress up, look gorgeous and hang out with my friends in an over-the-top, overly garish and deccadantg setting makes me go weak at the knees.
I always tell my mum that I do believe I was born in the wrong era. Sure we have super-computers, ipods and other crazy contraptions but in reality, my ideal life would've been to have lived as a deccadent flapper of the ROARING 20's;

The dresses were amazing,

The cocktail was a must,

The men were suave and romantic,

and the women, powerful, sexy and alluring.

The flapper, especially when you imagine F.Scott Fitzgerald's depiction in The Great Gatsby, has been a major inspiration no doubt to many designers as they brought a element of frivilousness, cheek and allure to what was an arguably a very rigid society. Galliano's fall 2007 collection, undoubtedly being one of my favourite to have drawn upon such inspiration.

If only I could look like this for our ball... without having people believe I'm mad :(

In all honesty, Galliano has always been one for expressing the deccadance, excess and grandure that was the roaring 20's. He's truly made self-indulgence seem simply delightful!

Needless to say, I should stop indulging and get back to my work.
So to all a good OKTOBERFEST, and to all a GOOD NIGHT!

Don't let the hangover-bug bite...ishax

Waffles.

2010-10-05T14:26:00.000-07:00

Today I woke up with two things on my mind.

Worry- as I hadn't studied for my japanese test,
and Despair- as I came to the realisation that half-price waffle day was yesterday.
You can really tell it's gonna be a good day when worry an despair are the first two emotions you experience of a morning.

On the up side, after reading some of my Japanese notes I've learnt that they have a word that means 'RUNNING AFTER BALLS'.
Immature some may say, but I myself found this quite hilarious. - 'Tamahiroi', Word of the morning, word of the day!
(I'm assuming now that it has something to do wtih being a 'fielder'...But then again, I liked my first interpretation of the word better.)

I want waffles; kinda bad, kinda now...ishax

How long can one make me wait?!

2010-10-05T07:48:00.000-07:00

I hate the wait.

It makes me anxious

and then I start to over-think things.

Is it me?

Am I losing it?

So I tell myself;

MUST STOP CHECKING.

but no less that 5 minutes later,

I've given in again.

Some habits are truly despicable... ishax

Wishes for Fishes.

2010-10-02T05:57:00.000-07:00

One day, I'll fly away from this matchbox of a room.
One day, I'll float upon the clouds of venus.

One day, I'll wear the same outfit,
For an entire day.

One day...ishax

Proenza Schouler BANE OF MY EXISTANCE!

2010-09-28T09:17:00.000-07:00

I'm having issues calming myself after a painstaking day of study procrastination in the form of- Ebay Shopping!

No seriously, it's completely draining spending the entire day browsing for amazing nick-nacks, however the bane of my involvement in such has been my inability to find a supplier of the most beautiful shoe I have ever seen in my life!!! (Seriously, I'm pissed!)

There are many reasons for this; the first being the fact that one 'Kim Kardashian' has of recent, been spotted wearing these shoes, hence they are now both incredibly overpriced and extremely scarce due to the high demand of celeb styles.
The second-they obviously don't produce many shoes designed for clown feet.
I swear I must be the off-spring of Bigfoot (no offence to my dear rentals) because the only available sizes of said shoe are either extremely small (size 6) or just beyond my regular shoe size (regular for me being about a 9/and a half).
Oh the fails in my endeavor to obtain such gorgeous shoes continue...

That reminds me, I have not explained the beauty that is the Proenza Schouler Leather Perforated Platform Sandal!
It's truly a gorgeous shoe, that combines the boldness of a 3 centimeter platform with the sheer audacity of a 15 centimeter heel- Simply delicious!
The holy grail of all platform sandals boasts an amazing ankle strap which instead of enhancing the appearance of calves, actually serves to make ones leg look thinner, longer and utterly amazing! Oh yeah, and of course comes in colours: Brown, Beige and (my personal fave) Black.
FEAST YOUR EYES!!!:

It seems however in addition to these amazing shoes I also found new loves within Proenza Schouler, that being this amazing brown satchel and 3/4 jumper. Once again though, they prove just as expensive as the wonderful shoes I desire. (That being; shoes - US$1035, Bag - US$999, and Jumper -US$ 2,230)- Yeah, with prices this high, there's really no hope in obtaining them all :( ....ABSOLUTE DEVASTATION!

Regardless I suppose this means it's time for me to get a decent job, and can motivate me to actually get study done during this break... I must do it! In order to obtain these wonderful thigns in the future I must do my uni work, OR marry a rich celebrity- (at least thats what I keep telling myself).

Ah well, ebay really is bad for me. I need to isconnect myself from the internet more often...

Not likely...ishax

A Mechanical Heart

2010-09-25T09:07:00.000-07:00

Woe is My mechanical Heart.-

So whilst going out an about my day, it just so happened that I heard this story. A story about a person so charming, and charismatic that they were able to make others fall instantly for them. A person whose very nature was to take, but who never let themselves be moved by anyone.

I suppose at first the whole story just seemed rather interesting; unrequited feelings, social manipulation, fear....

It really made me think; How much would it suck to love someone like that?

But No.

When I think about it even more...

I wonder; How much would it suck to be afraid of feeling for another.

And to be unable to let go of that fear: The fear of failure; fear of rejection; fear of dependance.

I think this is far worse, than the former.

In life, I believe that it's easy to fall in and out of love;

To admire, to appreciate, and fantasise.

But really, when one is afraid to love; that spreads throughout their whole life.

An almost robotic effect of fear upon the heart.

that, of an often cyclical nature.

To be completely honest, this thought scares me.

I have begun to wonder whether I have allowed my heart to become somewhat mechanical,

or is it free flowing???...ishax

Care-Bear GLARE!

2010-09-23T03:35:00.000-07:00

RAWR.

I've found myself at present, in a horribly foul mood after some fool said something utterly frustrating to me. I suppose it's a common truth for most that ignorance is bliss, but in this individuals case their ignorance may lead to a shovel in the face from which bliss shall forever become a distant memory.

Memories;
I wish I could change them.

Erase them.

Create them.

and then I realised.
-I can...ishax.

Facebook Nonsense

2010-09-21T07:43:00.000-07:00

I wrote this a while back as my facebook Bio. However, it seems it's taken some people forever to read... so I shall post it on here for you all to have a gander at 'the real me'.
Also the second one, is just something I made up really quickly for my mate katie. She seems to like it a fair bit, and I reckon it suits her prefectly.

I am a hermit that has been living in a cave at the foot of a mountain in a location I will not disclose for fear that those damn federal police may once again fire up the search for "Roody McLibbido"; notorious Crack fiend and prostitute who ruled the fast-paced streets of Balga for 12 years before being jailed by the coppas in '03.
In my time in prision, I met many companions, some who taught me the secret ways of the criminal underworld and others who simply showed me the blissful meaning of Christmas. I owe special thanks to Big Bertha, a half Canadian, half Russian Polarbear who spent many a long winter snuggled up to my side in those icy cold Casuarina cells. Bertha, I will miss your silibant threats, smotherring and casual shanking during those lonely nights.
Upon leaving prision on good behaviour (and serving only half a sentence), I decided to reform my ways and become a childrens entertainer. However after months of working as the stunt double for tinky winky I lost my passion for riding scooters and tele-tubby-toast-time and was fired by my boss; a 13 year old executive pain in the arse called Ruben. I hear he is now hit the big time with his stage production of Clifford the dog showing mondays through to thrusdays at the Morley Arts Center; the uppedy fuck.
In recent years I have left the material world behind, venturing deep into the Forrestdale nature preserve to escape the pressures of tangible goods and the commitments of my shot gun wedding to Bertlan; a hungarian meat packer who invented the sensational ebay product "Smokey-tunes"; a electronic bong with inbuilt strobe light that plays the hampster dance with every puff. I now spend my days sucking moss off of tree roots and shooting the various protected wildlife for pleasure.
My new hobby is kidnapping young fat women in order to create an attractive skin suit and matching sleeeping bag to get me through next winter.
I have done well for myself so far.

Katies Bio:

So this one time, I went to this one place, you know? The place that’s like just down past McDonalds if you take that one shitty road, but not in Hannah’s car, Hannah’s car’s a fucking piece of crap, but yeah but no but, anyway I told her that if she keeps seeing Ricky Martinez, then shit’s gunna go down, cause I so heard Karen, you remember Karen, that slag hoe bitch who wanted everyone to spell her name with a ‘C’ cause that’s how they do in that one movie where the guy is a dick and then isn’t a dick, but I still think the movie sucked, cause this one time Becky asked Mr Peters, like who invented dicks and Mr peters said it was God, cause god wanted to make the world and have men and women re-populate it, but I was like Mr Peters that is soooooo mingin` bullshit cause if god’s a man-god, why didn’t he just use his own penis and make tones of hoe bitches. But yeah, see Mr Peters got all shut down, cause that’s what I do, then he was all like URGHHH KATIE this is the fourth-grade, please be respectful, and I was like listen hear woman I watched a show on the BBC which I’m pretty sure is code for something, but I don’t really know, but then again Hannah was all like up in my face saying how her cousin Romano was all into LSD one day like tripping and fuck, but not fuck cause he totally walked into their headquarters and like the entire place is run by was like that movie with all the aliens, and everyone pulled off their faces and he was all like shit man, like I don’t know, but this is what he told his friend Miguel who slept with Rachael and then she totally had that lezzo moment where she tried to pet Hannah’s furry clam , but she told her right before. Which is seriously why I don’t think Mexican bitches should be lezzo cause I totally had her come on to me, and I was all like, yeah could totally get my scissor sister on but then shen she came up to me she had like a beard going, actually not like a beard, like cat-fish hairs, and I was all like guuurlll, what the fuck are they on your face, you look like Osama, like I would so know though cause Becky’s stepdad is like totally from Iran or something, er, actually I think he’s just south American, but yeah, they’re like the same thing which is what I totally told Emma, but she didn’t believe me cause her dad works in secret service and can like apparently tell the difference between that stuff but he got shot one day like not while he was working in the secret service, he was buying some of those Reeces Pieces, from the store down near that one place that is just past Mc Donald’s that I totally went to in Hannah’s car…. That fucking bitch.

Ah yes, the joys of being mildly retarded...ishax.

Pin-up Perfection!

2010-09-21T02:07:00.001-07:00

Some days I wish I was a Pin-up girl.

They're so very beautiful that it makes me jealous.
Especially the girls of the 50's....Every single one is so overtly Delicious!

(No pun intended.)

Here's a secret I bet you didn't know:
Sometimes when my desires become too insane to contain; I'll put on some red lipstick and spend the entire day acting like Betty Page. Rawr~!

Maybe one day I'll go do something daring like take burlesque/ pin-up style photos, just so when these cravings do re-surface, I'll be well prepared to sooth them with the reassurance that for a day, I was the physical embodiment of all that is sexy and desirable.
I think that's something that a lot of girls should do too, because it can most definitely be hard to reassure yourself of you own beauty and elements of sexuality.
(Or maybe it's just fun to strip down, wear something cute and play a tease for a while!)

Regardless no-one can deny, these ladies were and still are amazing women. They all look strong, powerful and beautiful; which, if I was a hardcore feminist, I may have argued is an unrealistic expectation of women....

But then again, WHO SAID IT HAD TO BE UNREALISTIC!?!?!?

I guess it's up to the individual to be strong, powerful and sexy in their own right! So Ladies, stop judging yourselves (yeah I spose I should take my own advice more often).
As a friend of mine mentioned to me: we're often our own harshest critic. After all, in the end the people that benefit the least from all the criticism, fussing and stressing are ourselves.

So my challenge to all the girls; seriously do something that makes you feel good, that reminds you how amazing you are or that makes you feel damn right sexy!

Wear that hyper blue eye-shadow, you bought but never actually used out of the fear you'd look overdressed.
Stand outside and sunbake topless- forget about that supposed 'flab' on your stomach.
Walk around in your undies for a day, listening to music and forn Christs sake, don't forget to shake that booty of yours (which you always thought was too big)!

Who cares, what people think.

The change of season demands a change of self, and I think this would be perfect!

NOW GO!

Don't think, just do!..ishax

Mum, for your own sanity; don't read this.

2010-09-19T08:02:00.000-07:00

Guess who just pierced their nose this week?!?!!
Here's jsut a few questions some people have asked me about it already.

Question everyone asks me Numero UNO:

Did it hurt?
Not gonna lie; it hurt.
But in actual fact I was really expecting it to be more painful than it was. My friends who were with me told me they could hear a crunching sound as it went in though... but to be honest; I didn't hear anything at all. Maybe my piercing technician ( making her soun super fancy) was just too good, so that's why everything went so smoothly.

Number Two:

Where did you get it done?
Despite my preconceptions of this place as being a super dodgey shop, I decided to go to Off Ya Tree, just because they seem to specialise in piercings an stuff like that. When you're piercing something on your face, where everyone can see, you want it to be done properly so you don't get some horrible infection that makes people say (or think) EEEEWWWWWWW when they look at you.
A FACE PIERCING IS NOT THAT EASY TO HIDE.

Number Three:

How long is the piercing meant to heal for?
8 weeks. - That's 4 months! But yeah.... I've found it super difficult to keep the thing in, as will be explained in question number 4.

Number Four:

Why do you have a ring in now, and not a stud?
I accidentally yanked my wonderful stud out of my face.... and to be honest its INSANELY HARD putting it back in, especially due to the fact that the stud's has a thick gauge and is a corkscrew piercing. So in a mad panic, I bought a nose ring and managed to get it through. Although in all honesty chaniging nose piercings hurts like a MF. I am also very parranoid now that it will get infected due to the fact that i was told NOT TO EVEN TOUCH THE PIERCING until the post 8 week period.

Number Five:

Does your mum know?
HELL NO. She'll probably kill me when she finds out. Or if she reads my blog....
Mum hates piercings but I think on the right people they look really good :)

Anyhow, I'm hoping to get the stud back in soon.
When my nose stops being stupid.

Urgh,
the perils of piercings...ishax

Somedays I Wish I Was,

2010-09-12T19:49:00.000-07:00

Drunk off my
...Fairy?

Over-kill, Over-dose.

2010-09-12T06:49:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I just wanna take all this medication,
and throw it in the river!
(My body's such a piece of crap.)

I've always been pretty weak,
even since I was little,
so naturally there's rarely been a time
when I haven't been taking some pill,
or syrup, or lozenge, or Ventolin powder.
But lately, things have become ridiculous.

Mornings -
1x Yellow pill.
2x White pills.
1x Magnesium tablet.

1x VC supplement.
Lunch
1x Lozenge.

1x Teaspoon of Black crap.
Dinner

1x Small White pill.

2x White pills.

Intermittent

~x Ventolin

I'm starting to think that despite this all being prescribed and recommended by doctors and natro-paths, by taking all these meds together I'm basically cancelling out all their beneficial effects. Maybe I should just stop taking them! Well, except for the ventolin...I dont care how many steroids it has in it, I pretty much need it to breathe!!!

(God, steroids- Shocking stuff!)

Most people say Health is really only a state of mind.

Maybe I need to re-examine my head.

Self Lobotomy?..ishax

The cycle of Life, Death, Lazers and Everything In-between.

2010-09-11T19:13:00.000-07:00

It's definitely been a while since I updated my blog, horrible effort on my part indeed. However, it seems in the time I've spent away from the comp and out and about (finally making an effort to attend my uni classes) I've been involved in some awesome things.
First off, I forgot to tell everyone about my progress in KILLER WEEK!!!

-I'm dead.

Haha, yeah sorry guys, but I guess I'm just not the ninja assassin I always wished I could be. Honestly, I blame my parents. It's TOTALLY their fault for not starting my training when I was younger (even from infancy perhaps). Never the less, the demise of my pegging life actually came as a form of 'suicide' due to the sheer fact that the game was going absolutely no-where, and try as I may, I just couldn't work up the skills to annihilate my last target; an individual who shall remain anonymous but instead be given the pseudonym:

'THE FRUSTRATINGLY COMPETITIVE AMERICAN WHO NEVER DIED, DESPITE ME CORNERING HIM TWICE IN A LOCKED ROOM!!!!! (Gah!) '

Anyhow, the tedious game is still going as I type and I do believe the fool is still alive (to both his credit and my annoyance- Haha)! Thus, post the occurrence of my doom, I spent a wonderous night with the college 'Morons' playing games of lazer tag at Zone 3 in Joondalup.
Now, before you judge my supposed nerdiness...( Ah shit. You probably already have, haven't you?)...Yeah, I'm not gunna lie; it was nerdy, REALLY NERDY. But being able to be so insanely stupid like that is possibly the most enjoyable thing a person can do- Especially when it's with a group of friends. Sigh*- the joys of 'sheep-ism'.
So anyway, I played under the assumed identity of 'Freddy', a name whose cool factor only increase with the addition of my playing along-side (one of my best mates) Katie, who conveniently took on the lively-hood of 'Jason'. Together we made up the baddest lazer-tag team around.... LITERALLY, cause in all honesty, we never won any of the games.
No, I'm afraid that glory went to Daniella (AKA Sailor moon). Seriously, she is one dangerous chick with a lazer gun.
All in all it was a pretty good end to last week.

In other slightly more lax news, I managed to get some of the photos back from my sister which were taken on our beloved film camera. These are just two that were taken while we went walk-about in the city.

It's kinda freaky when you look at a photo of yourself and your younger sister ( who just happens to be taller and more tan than you) and realise that everything you're either wearing or holding has come from other people - OP Shops truly are amazing things. Also, please excuse the bulge in my dress, I had that much material stuffed under my belt that day. Mainly cause the dress itself, is a size 24 which I stealthily pinned, cut and moulded in order to get something that resembles more of a loose size 10....

Just goes to show guys, it really doesn't matter what size the dress is, or how it looks initially. If you like something (as I did the pattern and colours in this dress) then by all mean possible, take to it with scissors, pins and a sewing machine; and make it your own.

Anyway, I'm off to prepare a sketch for a Graffiti workshop I'm going to today over at Georges. Should be good fun! -I hope.

Sadly we all know that:

All Georgians are wankers (language please!)....ishax

Battle Arcadia?

2010-09-01T18:56:00.000-07:00

I love DEADLIEST WARRIOR!!!

No really, I do.

Oh, I can't help but sit on my bum all day and watch it! This show is so addictive! (and in all honesty, I reckon I'm getting quite a nice history lesson.... err well, military history at least).
I do sometimes really disagree with some of the match ups they test during the show....

Like seriously, you're gunna put William Wallace (User of strong metal swords and armour) up against Shaka Zulu (an African warrior who has absolutely no armour and who uses sticks and stones to fight) ..... There is no fairness nor comparison at all in such a match-up!!

Ah well, I do believe I've found a new favourite show apart from Jurassic Fight Club... Which is basically the same thing, but with dinosaurs!!!

-God, I'm sad.

Anyhow, it just so happened that yesterday I was walking around Perth city with some friends of mine and happened to come across what I believe is possibly the most amazing scene I've ever witnessed in my life.

So here I was, walking down the Carillion Arcade after getting my regular fix of Bubble Tea (Lychee milk flavour!!!) when all of a sudden I happen to notice an enormous sign in a clothing shop window. Now, in all honesty, before such time I had never ever though of buying anything from the place, due to the sheer fact that most of the clothes they stocked were always upwards of $60~$80 and at this point in my life after numerous years of OP shopping and ebay-ing, paying that much for ONE item of clothing has become a ludicrous notion to me.

Never the less, the store itself wasn't really the amazing thing, rather, it was the window sign that said in big bold letters "EVERYTHING $13 AND UNDER" that really caught my attention.

I looked.

Then pretty much fainted.

Then spent nearly all the cash I had left on me in buying 3 dresses, 2 shirts, an amazing pair of pants, a necklace and quite the odd pair of earrings (being about the size of a 20 cent coin with a picture of a child that looks fairly similar to Chucky from Child's Play on them).

It's possibly the first time I've ever bought clothing and jewellery outside of an OP shop but I am in such rapture that it hasn't phased me one bit!

If you can, I highly recommend checking it out; just past Boost on your way to the FOOD COURT! I will most definitely have to post pictures soon, but for now... here's just one of the shirt I bought and the crazy large earrings. (Apparently, from afar, they kinda make me look like I have large stretchers in :S).

Anyhow, it seems I must flee to go to Japanese today! So many tests are making an appearance next week, and what with HYPERFEST, fathers-day and multiple assignments due (love how I've got my priorities set up) it will be nothing but BUSY BUSY BUSY from here on out.

Priorities, Meh?....ishax

Crash into Me

2010-08-27T06:37:00.000-07:00

As of late, it seems my head's been a mess.
I thought after certain events too place my perfect world would gradually begin to re-materialise in front of me. But still, Nothing.
So being slightly frustrated with myself, I spent the day curled up in bed, listening to music and trying with all my might to work out why the world still seems grey.

Crash into me - Dave Matthews Band
(Cover by Tim & Jean)

You've got your ball
You've got your chain
Tied to me tight tie me up again
Who's got their claws
In you my friend
Into your heart I'll beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
And sweet you roll
Lost for you I'm so lost for you

Listening to this today, I begin to realise how much some people affect me.
It's funny when you think about it, really; that looks, actions, and the words of other people, however seemingly insignificant can shape who you are and the person you will become.

Who I'll become....

When people are asked what they want to become, immediately 'occupations' are assumed. For me though, I don't think this is really the case. The things I hope for aren't always as clear-cut.
Don't get me wrong, a lot are. But then again, there are always other things that I find we tend to take for granted, that others don't have.

Sanity

Clarity

Courage

and Love.

If I can find these things in my life, at some point, be it sparingly or not, I would die a happy woman. Ah yes, The pursuit of happiness: Harder than expected.
But more desired than anything the world has to offer.

1, 2, 3 ...Smile...ishax

Tight and Bright.

2010-08-25T19:00:00.000-07:00

Instead of doing my Japanese homework (once again), today I decided I wanted to be more creative! So, in my search to both relieve the 'struggling artist' within and to procrastinate doing anything even remotely productive I decided to create designs for some tights I'd love to wear.
Why thights, you ask? Well there are many reasons:

1.Despite Winter (in offcial terms) almost coming to a close, it's still bloody freezing (!) and at this point in time tights are really the only constant element in every single outfit I wear.

2. I have too many pairs of tights!!! Just plain, black tights... and to be honest when you wear the same thing over and over, it gets boring. So why not re-decorate them??

3. I had a dream~
No, not one of those super inspiring 'political movement' dreams like Martin Luther King, just a regular dream, in which I was flying around at a royal ball in space wearing a combination of black 'armour-style' corset and flowing tu-tu... (Kinda what you'd expect if you went to see Darth Vadar in STARWARS-the ballet.) The coolest thing though was my tights, which were black with gold, silver and black sequins and beads scattered across them so that as I moved around they became stars in the night sky. -YEAP, JUST A COMPLETELY REGULAR, TOTALLY NORMAL DREAM :

(It was cool though)
Anyhow, as a result I've done my reaserach and gathered all that is needed for my tights-rennovation escapade!

TIGHTS!
Sequins
Beads
Fabric glue
Sewing kit-With black thread
Cardboard (to stick inside and keep the tights taught when im glueing away)

I plan to spend the entirety of tomorrow on them and hopefully have them ready to wear by my friends wonderful birthday on Saturday, and yeah, that means you'll all be able to have a look at the finished product come Sunday morn. (Well, maybe not morning, just cause.... I'll probably be rather 'dead' at that point.) This is my new goal, and I can't wait to try them on! Here's just a taste of what tights of a similar fashion look like when they're professionally made.

(The tights and the theme for such were inspired by the Fall 2009 collection accessories by Zac Posen, Doo.Ri and Miu Miu.)

Sequin and Studded Cut-offs

I have to say My favourite are the black tights.
Just look how well they go with those AMAZING shoes!!!!

If you're keen to have a go making your own I'd highly recommend this step-by-step tutorial, compiled by Tiny Sparkly Things! It's absolutely delightful!!

Good luck...ishax

Progress Report.

2010-08-23T20:11:00.001-07:00

My assassin is MENTAL!
He's stalked my room all night, then decided to follow me, whilst hiding behind bushes - DESPITE WEARING A BRIGHT YELLOW SHIRT; the fool!
On the other hand, I'm having no luck in my killings, probably cause I have so much on at uni for the next 3 days URGHHHH EFFORT!

RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN AWAY!!!!!!......

current kills: 0
God I suck... ishax

Killings, Vinyl and Literature...

2010-08-23T03:50:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow begins a week of bloodshed and turmoil!
Well, not really, but we are being thrown into 'KILL WEEK'!

Curious?

(You must be)

So, for your reading pleasure, here's a short explanation about KILL WEEK!
Basically during kill week you're given the name of a victim, and you must assassinate them (BY ANY AND ALL MEANS POSSIBLE!) during that time period. If you kill your victim, they must tell you who they were supposed to assassinate, and then you must in turn 'finish what they could not'!! (ie: kill their victim) And so, the process continues until there are only two people left destined to kill each other.
It actually sounds like a pretty fun thing to do, although in all honesty I'm wishing they would've picked a less hectic week for me to play. (Hehe, 'play' ... I haven't said that since I was about 6 years old). Anyway I will probably re-blog about how my progress in this event goes.... Let's hope I'm not the first one to die!

Oh.... for all those who thought we actually 'killed' each other.... Yeah, you might wanna get yourselves checked out by a psychologist!!! We don't literally kill each other... our mission is to put pegs on the clothing of our victims.- I swear whoever has me, is pretty lucky cause:
1. I'm a space cadet.
2. I wear a lot of clothes.
3. Everyone knows my timetable.
Urghhhhhh..... It really is gunna be a long week.

However today I just happened to do something amazing!
I went to a book sale. Yeah, I know lots of people think book sales are for nerds, but to those people I say: "there truly are some AMAZING things hidden away at them"!
On my little book-spree, I bought myself the most amazing vinyl records, with which I completely re-decorated my room!!! It looks pretty cool now I have to say. I also found a lot of foreign language books (such as those in Japanese-which I love!) and Childrens books containing amazing art pieces. But my favourite buy of the day would have to be this beautiful 'Big Picture Source Book' of decoupage.
What the hell is decoupage?- Well, its basically where you decorate anything, any surface with a print and then laquer over it a few times....
Here are a few examples!

An amazing decoupage ceiling!

I swear if I had my own room I'd decorate it just like this!!!

John Derian AFRICA-themed decoupage Plates!

Anywhooooo.... next time I will deffinitely show you some pictures of my newly altered room. But for now, I'm already a week behind on uni studies, and I'm not getting any younger, so it's time for me to 'hit the books'!

Ah, Decoupage!!!...ishax

Friends?

2010-08-21T05:46:00.001-07:00

Seems that....

When we talk,
I'm happy.
But then,
I remember that
this is the only time we really talk
This computer screen;
A world between us.
Kinda cold when you think about it?

One day,
I hope.
We'll be face to face.
Your smile
and mine.

I'll wait for then, until then, for you...ishax

I'd rather...

2010-08-13T23:29:00.000-07:00

After a night out,
I think the best thing one can do is relax, with some good music.
Currently I'm finding Grouper's 'Heavy water/ I'd rather be sleeping' to do a rather pleasing job. It's around 2 mintutes and 54 seconds of easy listening, and honestly, while this is playing I WOULD rather be sleeping! - in a good way though! ;)

I will probably update this post more with info on Grouper, but for now... I think it's time I gave my brain a brake, and zoned out for a while.

Zzzzzzz....ishax

With Love...

2010-08-12T18:54:00.000-07:00

I'm in a girly mood today, despite currently still wearing my pajamas and so I thought I'd share with you, some Fairy-tale, Folklore designs from the wonderful brand; Made with love by Hannah.

Have you ever watched any of the adorable old-school movies or TV series targeted towards little girls from back before the technological innovation of the naughties? My little pony? Carebears? Strawberry Shortcake?...
I know I did, and it was from these gorgeous animations in which the world was bright and cute; where lace was indeed the fabric of choice for everything, and where beautiful coloured cupcakes would sit upon patterned doilies atop a life-sized mushroom table with stools, that I developed a deep love for all things ADORABLE! It's common of course, as we mature, to give up our dreams of owning that beautiful cottage house on gumdrop hill (complete with all its wonderful trimmings); especially in the fast-paced world of today where life always seems to be about WORK WORK WORK. However one woman has chosen to allow her love for all things 'cute' to flourish, in turn, creating an extremely successful career for herself.

This quirky collector of knickknacks and trinkets, Hannah Kopacz, currently resides in a (too adorable to be real) German inspired chalet home in Los Angeles that is positively teeming with vintage knickknacks and ric-rac treasures! In addition to her personal 'pursuit of the cute', Hanna has started her own line of gorgeous and original clothing and accessoris. She's a truly blessed individual who specialises in the creation of SUPER CUTE, SUPER GIRLY prints which she has made available to the world on t-shirts, skirts, bags, dresses, sweaters etc. Seriously, you name it, she'll print on it!

If you're a fan of beautiful things then I highly recommend checking out the Made with Love website:

http://www.madewithlovebyhannah.com/ !

In a side note: I'm also loveing that fact that she's added some knitted items under her 'Made With Love by Grandma' label! The bunny Bonnet is to die for and makes me all warm and giddy inside.

If you'd like to check out the tour of Hannah's Los Angeles house
here's an interview that was made by Etsy.

Give it a look over and awe at the amount of figurines, gnomes, dolls paintings and other cute items Hannah has locked away (:

Finally, to end, I thought I'd just throw out a few words that spring to mind when I think about 'Made with love by Hannah'...

ADORABLE, LOVE, SUNSHINE, RAINBOWS, PUPPIES, INNOCENCE....ishax

One bite...

2010-08-12T02:23:00.000-07:00

I'm hungry,
but the medication I'm taking won't allow me to eat. It really does hurt to not eat.

Lately, my friend hasn't been eating much like she should be.

It's worrying me.

I suppose I can relate to her,I used to be the same.
I used to have to wear clothes as large as size 20.
and this is when I had only just become a teen.
It was horrible.

The names.

The stares.

The moments during family photorgaphs in which I would try to hide myself behind my sister to cut down my size.

Then it started.
I'd keep a photograph of my 'heavier' self,
and one of my best friend.
(who at the time was barely a womans size 6- still isn't today, might I add.)

I would cut down on meals,

then after a while,

I wouldn't eat.

Not eating makes you grumpy. It makes you sad, and it hurts like hell.
It was stupid, but for a while I couldn't stop.
Until one day I realised, in every photograph;
my cheeks were pale and hollow,
and my eyes were dark and had sunk in.

I looked like shit.

From there I ate.

Not crap. Just food, good food.

So to my gorgeous friend, who worries far too much about what other people think; please stop. I love you. I know many people that do too.
Listen to yourself when you talk: "I can see my ribs, my hip bones..."

That's not good.

It means your body's at its limit and I hate seeing you like this!
Regardless I hope you read this, and know that both I and many people we know are here for you.

Love you...ishax

All but one. All but the one. All but my one.

2010-08-11T09:10:00.000-07:00

DONE.

I got that look again.
The brush off.

It's never hurt so bad.
(as it did today)
So now, I'm going to go to sleep.
and dream of nothing.

Because some things are no longer worth dreaming about.

Hurt...ishax

Four Eyed Monster

2010-08-10T04:30:00.000-07:00

The directors of art-house style, Feature Films are people I really admire.
It takes a lot of courage to create something on a low-budget scale that is so often compared to films made with enormous corporation backing and such.

The film I have below 'Four Eyed Monsters' is so simple yet beautiful; a creation by Arin Crumley and Susan Buice.

From their Youtube account this is what I have gathered so far (Direct)

WHAT IS THE MOVIE ABOUT?
It's about being alone in a city, wanting to be in a relationship but feeling there are no good ways to start a connection and then breaking out of a rut, jumping feet first into something deeper and crazier than either of us expected.

AWARDS:
Nominated for two spirit awards and won the undiscovered gems Sundance Audience Award.
http://www.foureyedmonsters.com/featu...
for more of the films history.

There are also tons of interviews with us about the film on our publicity page as well as links to our New York Times and Village Voice reviews of the film:
http://foureyedmonsters.com/category/...

FaceBook Profiles:
Arin - http://www.facebook.com/arincrumley
Susan - http://www.facebook.com/susan.buice
Four Eyed Monsters - http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid...

Twitter Profiles:
Arin - http://www.twitter.com/arincrumley
Susan - http://www.twitter.com/susanbuice
Film - http://twitter.com/4eyedmonsters

So please, Have a look at this gorgeous feature film and let me know what you think.
Or at the bare minimum, please like this movie on youtube to show your support for its creators.

They have 4 eyes
They have 2 mouths
They have 8 limbs,
that,
wrap around themselves in narcissistic self adoration.
It's disgusting.

and I can't help but envy them.

Love is a burning thing...ishax

DOCTOR DOCTOR! I need my fix!!!!

2010-08-10T00:25:00.000-07:00

I have the flu.
It's a horrible side-effect of living communally! Maybe if I became a recluse,
I would be healthy forever?... Probably not.
In cases such as those, I may just die of loneliness.
That just so happens to be one of the the top 3 fears of humanity, or so my old physics teacher told me.

(Why he chose to share things like this in place of the course information is possibly why I never returned to the subject come the following year.)

The three main fears.
Falling.
Suffocating.
and being alone.

I'm alone at the moment.

and cold... and sick. - my current blocked nose makes me feel as though I'm suffocating.

So in reality, that's currently 2/3 fears.
Conquering 2/3 eh??...I'm a regular modern-day "Brave Heart".
Though I'm not Scottish.
(and descending from the renowned 'lazy Irish' folk of the time adds little to my case.)

I've run out of tissues now.
Want to go to the shop to get more, but I look like shit.

So I'll just steal the paper from the bathrooms until I'm able to have a conversation with someone without gasping for air, sniffling, or wheezing like a 9o year old man.

I hate people seeing me this way.

I'm too tired to change outfits in my usual routine of 5 a day.

Maybe I'll just wait an hour and 20 minutes until everyone starts playing soccer in the quad just outside my room...

to watch them.

It's not really stalking,

is it????....

Speaking of sick, while browsing for "pic-achues" of illnesses I happened to come across a new fashion establishment which, although at present only exists in Japan and the UK, I would love to see gracing the humble streets of Perth one day in the future.

Bla Bla Hospital +

What?...is the Bla Bla Hospital.
The store of every fashion-victims dreams! A place where those experiencing a fashion-emergency can go to pick up one of a kind, hand-made 'material' remedies, which mainly focus on visual kei style; very edgy, very alternative, at some times boarderline insane, but always gorgeous! The hospital is rumoured to have emerged in and around London, in 2001, but has been shifting its focus and whereabouts continuously since that time. Who knows where it may show up next?
Perth, I'm hoping!!!

Where?...are the hospitals located.
For all those dying for a fashion fix and who are willing to go the distance, BlaBlaHospital has two main "walk-in surgeries". As far as my knowledge allows me, they are, however, nowhere within Australia at the present time. Regradless, for all those who are super keen and whose daddies wouldn't mind whipping out the jet to fly you to London, Tokyo etc then I highly recommend checking out the following locations:

Unit 34c Camden Stables Market in London.This being the original surgery which has been around for about 8 years now! Sadly, from what I've heard, the london store is currently out of action and on the hunt for a new point of operration. :( But I do belive that when it re-opens, the things that burst out of such a place will be more amazing that words could describe.

Tokyo: Floor 6, 0101ONE Shinjuku, as part of the Kera shop. - Seriously, I've visited this place in december last year, and it is OFF THE WALLLLLL!!!!!
For all those unlucky enough to have been born outside access distance to these two glorious locations, there are indeed some online shops offerring BlaBlah- fashion miricles, as well as some other shops sprinkled across the fashion-starved world.

Stockists can be found in :

Greece
PALOMA NEGRA
2 Dorilaiou& Vas.Sofias, Mavili Square 115 21, Athens

Switzerland
BLACK GRIFFIN FASHION
preyergasse 16 8001 zurich

Japan-Tokyo
OlONE 8F KERASHOP ARENA
3-1-20 Shinjuku Tokyo

Japan-Osaka
BIG STEP 3F KERASHOP ARENA
1-6-14 Nishishinsaibashi Chuou Osaka

Online Shopping links are also handy for people such as myself, who no longer have easy access to BlaBla- treatments:

http://blablahospital.ocnk.net/

Brief mention about Tokyomade, who stocks a lot of alternative fashions!
TOKYOMADE was created to give people from across the globe a chance to access the thrill that is a 'Tokyo Shopping adventure'. As well as having the opportunity to browse and buy the latest and greatest wares of hot independent designers, shoppers are thrown into the action of the streets of Tokyo and are able to pick up some of the hottest Shinjuku goodies!...

http://www.tokyomade.com/

Who?...runs the Bla Bla Hospital.
Why, the head nurse of course! The head nurse is responsible for designing and creating most of what's on offer at BlaBla, although there are also some 'probationary' doctors and nurses floating around who welcome patients and perform emergency surgery if necessary!!

How?...can I get my hands on Bla Bla Creations.
Stop reading this post and go for a browse on the websites!!! Seriously, I promise you wont regret it! ;)

BlaBlaNurses!

Kinda Like a clown doctor outfit!- BUT CUTER!!!

I really want this orange outfit, from the Spring/Summer 09 collection!

Assess the patients status... Accessorise the wounds!

FASHION, THEMES, MAKING BEING SICK FUN!!!

I'm gunna stop, otherwise I will have a fashion re-lapse!!!

Oh god, it's too damn cool!!!

HEARTATTACK...ishax

Birthday whales

2010-08-07T19:54:00.000-07:00

Just thought I'd throw it out there....

I'm officially 18 as of 54 minutes ago!!!!

sadly,

.....My head hurts like hell.

Ah Tequila night. You devil, you!!

mmmm.... Slightly burnt, poorly iced whale cake.
so anti-mainstream.

haha.

Having a whale of a time,
with a Whale of a hangover...ishax

A Wish.

2010-08-06T02:22:00.000-07:00

This song;

...describes how I'm feeling.

It's truly beautiful, and I'm pretty sure everyone has felt like this at some point in their lives.

A Wish - Gregory and the Hawk

I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep...

And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans
Ignoring me the morning after
isn't enough
and I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

And I wish to feel smaller under your hands,
though you seem satisfied as you slip mine
down your pants.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
While you lift up my shirt after asking politely.

And I guess it doesn't matter what I am or pretend to be
Cuz it's her you'll always love and it's her I'll always envy.
I want to end this now so dreams of you won't keep me up.
But I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

And it's hard to find
What I want
When it's buried beneath the biggest rock.
I could pay lots of money
To help lift it with machines
But I'm not sure you'd cooperate.
Not sure you'd come clean.

And I wish to feel smaller
under your sheets.
I wish for the whole truth
every time you speak.
And I'm thinkin' about how you care half as much for me
As I watch you arrive, smoke cigarettes, sleep.

And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem
You stuck what I felt for you in the pocket of your jeans.
Ignoring me the morning after isn't enough
and I swear I'm going to cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

Yeah, I swear I'm gonna cry.
I'm sick of tryin' to be tough.

And my blood won't stick
To the confines of my veins.
And your heart
Is gonna tear mine away.

Is gonna tear mine away

Gosh, I'm silly.

Maybe I'll go eat some cake. . .

Or maybe I'll just play this a few more times.

Must say though, that it seems Meredith Godreau (the American singer-songwriter who performs under the pseudonym Gregory and the Hawk) really loves to write about unrequited love like this. Songs such as her: 'Isabelle', 'I'm your Puppet' and the more famous 'Boats and Birds' have obviously been written at the height of emotion, because their words are so blatantly touching and real, that you cant help but be moved by them. Give it a listen sometime. I highly recommend!

P.S

Today I boguht a bunch of new goodies from more OP-shops!

I shall definitely get round to posing pictures of them as soon as I can.

Just not right now...

Right now, it's music time ;)

God, Gregory and the Hawk - You're So beautiful...ishax

Fedoras, behind me, Fedoras..

2010-08-05T17:28:00.000-07:00

I bought
myself two gorgeous fedora's from the Hattery in Perth.
It's been about 3 days since then...
and already they have hardly ever left my head.
(and I sleep with them next to my bed every night!)

I'm thinking I should give each a name,
So I could tell them apart when I need to.
As one is brown and the other black.
But also,
So they don't feel left out like the toys in Toystory.
(even though they're hats)

Hatteryyyy (try saying that 10 times fast)...ishax

Blackboards and Sunshine.

2010-08-05T00:43:00.000-07:00

Decided to try something new today. Blogging outside.

It’s a glorious Thursday afternoon and here I am, chilling on a bench dedicated to the late Fr Edward Stormon. Not sure why I chose the bench… especially due to the fact that an extremely luxurious looking hammock (hung by one of the American exchange students) is empty, and starring me straight in the face!! On a side note, now that I think about it; IF and when I die… someone dedicate more than a bench to me please!
Anyway, I just finished my wondrous STATS tute… (You know???... The one I spent a little over 4 hours preparing and watching lectures for this morning?) And I must say, that I am now completely and utterly IN LOVE with my tutor!!!
In reality, you could put my new affections down to that fact that his teaching philosophy is: “in my class, you will never be asked up to the blackboard.” which ultimately means both less in class pressure for me and more time to focus on actually finishing the mounting assignment questions that are now due EVERY Monday for the next 13 or so weeks!! (On a side-note: How cool is it that we have a black board in this class!!! I thought they died out with the onslaught of High School- Seems not as we have 6 in the one room!!!)

I seem rather hyper this afternoon.
Maybe it’s because I just knocked back a coffee, made in the Kitchenette, courtesy of my friend ‘Goldilocks’.
Can’t get much better than free espressos now, can you???

The sun feels good.
Makes me forget how truly shitty days can be sometimes.

I wonder how long I can stay like this.
Oh wait. Hockey practice is at 5.

#$%@%!!!...ishax.

Arrogant Shower Attitudes.

2010-08-04T15:48:00.001-07:00

MORNING!

I have just abused the hell out of the showers.
(The one closest to the door is always the cleanest.)
Also I fear I may have woken everyone in my block up.

Tsk tsk, the perils of cleanliness.

Where is this??

I like it.
Makes me with I could pee standing up.

The one furthest right is TOTALLY asking for it! ... ishax.

((Robot Woman Attacks))- Lace, Beading, Lectures.

2010-08-04T14:15:00.000-07:00

I'm up early trying to watch 4 lectures I've been putting off since last week.
Guess it's not really the best way to start the new semester, but I put it all down to the fact that my brain relapsed into 'holiday mode' last weekend. Sadly, the fact that my lecturer sounds like a ROBOT does not help motivate me at all.

My lecturer...

BLAH BLAH*I am a robot* BLAH BLAH *some maths formula*
BLAH BLAH *sigma* BLAH BLAH *fail* BLAH...
Maybe I should've just failed last semesters unit and had to re-endure more of Sam Tangs "find the porn"
(he meant point) -talk, cause seriously, my new lecturer is even less interesting!!!!

Now you see, if ROBOT UNICORN was my lecturer I swear all my problems would be over! Because ROBOT UNICORN ATTACK --is the shizzzz!!! I bet he'd gallop into the lecture theatre, his theme song blazing, and tear up all our notes with his rainbow blast ( Press X to Rainbow Blast!) then possibly explode in a loud firey *BOOM* after running into a wall because or he failed to make the leap from one row of seats to the other. Sometimes I wish lecturers would explode if they got something wrong. . . Mine would all be nothing but dust by now.

A pictoral representation of how, if my lecturer was ROBOT UNICORN, I would more than willingly go to 8am STATS lectures more often and NOT have to catch up on 4 of them cause they're soooooo BORING!!!

On the up side, I am at the same time, browsing online for things I want... I've decided this wicked 16th century style neck piece is the go!! It would look so cool with my black jacket or some of my cocktail dresses! I've always been a fan of black lace and the beading is truly gorgeous!!!.....Kinda weird that I found it on a medieval costume website, but then again, people are people.. even the medieval ones.

OOOOOOhhh my lecture just finished... YESSSS!!!!
(It's still 6am- Damnnit!)

On to lecture 2.

BEGIN!

FML, FML in the eye! ....ishax

My New Friend.

2010-08-04T07:23:00.000-07:00

Today I had many tutes.
But it was a good day cause I made a friend there.
I like meeting people...
It makes my day a whole lot better

Although I think my new friend is very smart.
Too smart in fact.

I'm going to have to study harder to keep up.

Fuck :S

My new friend likes statues...
I wonder if they will like this tree as much as I do??

I wish I could do a bendback...ishax

Currently in a groooove.....

2010-08-03T22:27:00.000-07:00

SOKO SOKO SOKO....
Just thought I'd share this snazzy Soko/ Marina beat with you...
It's had me twisting round my room for the last 20 minutes.

Gotta say, these lyrics (for me at least) hold so much truth!!! Can't remember the last time when I wasn't thinking this to myself at some point when my mum would nag me, or not let me out on a week night.

Mum am I wasting my days, I'm just thinking about, all the things that you say.

I'm not you! I'm not you!

And I'm really aware of the things that you did,

When you were my age!

Don't blame me if I wake up at 2, if my life seems shit and I hardly see you.

I'm not you! I'm not you!

And I'm really aware of the things that you did,

When you were my age!

I swear I'm gunna kill the joy that is this song if I don't stop! But for now.... Groooove onnnnn!!!!
God I love you Soko!

Enjoy...ishax

Walking. Talking. Stalking..???

2010-08-03T04:19:00.001-07:00

Today I was walking past the Peacock infested expanse of greenery that is the UWA Arts Block... Actually, I wasn't walking, so much as 'stalking'- But for good reason, I assure you!!
There is an individual, a glorious individual who looks EXACTLY like Stacy from the 2005 film, Lords of Dogtown!!! Stacy, for those who haven't seen the movie or don't quite remember is the effeminate, blonde sexbomb played by John Robinson. In reality, the real Stacy Peralta, a skateboarding icon in and around the 70's, looked a little something like this back in the day:
(Please feel free to drool as I did)

Hello beautiful mannnn!!! Why are you so old now!!?!?!?!!

In this colossal photograph Stacy is sitting third from the right side, Paul Hoffman is furthest on the right... and If sources suffice I do believe Mike Williams is third from the left while Henry Hester sits jsut left of him.

Got to admit, although I am possibly the most awkward looking skateboarder in the history of people who have ever braved the contraption, Lords of Dogtown makes it look both increadibly effortless and utterly AMAZING! (Believe me, the former is completely underestimating the skill that is skateboarding). So yes, I went and tried my hand at taking a photo of the mystery individual, while at the same time both trying to appear as inconspicuous as possible during the time in which a colossal FLASH proturded from my side (felt much like Harry Potter at this moment... """LUMINOSSSSS!!!!!""") and to muffle the extremely audiable CLICK sound that my phone makes upon capturing still-framed glory. (Personally I consider the sound more like someone shatterring glass, but hey, let's keep things general shall we??)

One for the Stalking albummmm.
God, you can't even really make him out...
(I'd be such a shit spy)

Anyway, on a completely different note; Today I passed my driving test. Yes!~ I do realise I've been horribly slack with getting on the "vehicle independance" bandwagon but twas my logic, that the longer I put off obtaining non-life threatening motor skills, the more I will never ever have to be the 'taxi'! Nor will drinking ( Not that I do, cause according to my super attractive Smartrider: I'm still juvenile.... eh...heh. >__> ) be a problem, as no driving means never being sober... Is it just me or do I sound like an alcoholic at present???

Regardless... It is done. So Mum, stop nagging me about it already!!
(A slightly falsified representation of Mum's nagging... in which she has hyper-blond hair, and I am both bald and blessed with the gift of caterpillar eyebrows- Praise Jesus!!)

Finally, it seems that more and more people are starting to tell me they're reading my blog. Sorta weird when you think about it... that they're are taking the time to read my own thoughts and what-not. But actually I love it!!
So thank you :)

On my leave, I would just like to say;
Eating an entire bag of popcorn (EXTREME BUTTER FLAVOUR) before bed, is most deffinitely THE WORST idea that could have ever crossed my mind...

Yack, yack, yack... ishax.

Mother never raised a Harlot; Fate did.

2010-07-31T06:46:00.000-07:00

Reputations-
When we're young our parents tell us not to care or worry about what the other kids think.
In truth, it's shit advice...

Cause upon growing up, the story changes.
Your reputation is suddenly all you have.
It's all you can control.
In short; Opinions matter.
They always have.

I try not to think about it too much. Doing that can get you down.
Maybe one day, people will realise there's more to someone than face value.

(Maybe not?)

The world is superficial after all.
Ah well, a girl can hope can't she???

A mere thought...ishax

Madness... Madness! .. MADNESS!?!!?!?!?!!?... (On a side note: Let's get hitched???)

2010-07-27T15:47:00.000-07:00

Today I decided was the opportune day for an Op shopping spree!!! So together with the family I ventured across Perth on the look-out for some good places to 'cash-in'. Ultimately after suffering through several horrible remixes of 'American Pie' and finally being relieved by Tim & Jean's 'Come Around' we wound up somewhere in the Joondalup area, at what was possibly the largest and most well organised Salvos I've ever been to!!
Now, on the scale of Op-shops I have to admit, Slavos are PRICEY! (Good Sammy's are always much more flexible when it comes to pricing) However, in this case, the sheer multitude of variety and organisation at this place is well worth the extra dollar, come sale time.

So after a fair amount of browsing, and with the up and coming 'formal dinner' I will be attending tomorrow night in mind, I was on the hunt for some simple cocktail dresses that would be perfect to jazz up with ribbons, beads, scarves or whatever else that makes its way into my fiddly little fingers. Here are just 3 simple designs that when combines with accessories can act as complete and utter showstoppers!

(Plain and baby blue lace, works really well with that idea of 'Winter Wonderland'; our dinners theme. Although I do think something like this would look amazing in both white or grey, especially as I usually see baby blue working well on girls with light coloured hair or eyes.)

(The signature LBD or Little Black Dress is indeed a must have. I love the detail on the breast of the dress and the way the dress flows out at the waist to create a soft umbrella umbrella skirt base. The best thing about black however is it always looks good - slimming effects also being a plus. You can dress it up or dress it down depending oh where you wanna go and how much attention you're hoping to attract- In my case; I go for gold!)

(Okay, before I mentioned the 'Winter Wonderland-esqu-ness' of the first dress however this one takes it to a whole new level! Although the dresses colour is more suited to something I'd consider as 'ocean bound' I still love the beading which kind of reminded me of snowflakes. The true 'ga-ga' factor of this dress however, had to have been the way it sat on the body; pretty much hiding any and every lump and bump from the boobs down... Sadly, due to my severe lack of 'breast-es-ess' the dress didn't completely knock my socks off as I spent far too much time worrying that it may fall down to reveal my goodies before the formal dinners celebrations had fully begun. But, if unlike myself, you happen to be blessed with the gift of 'boob-age', then this dress is perfect for you!! It shows off your best assets (the girls) and at the same time hides everything else!- Seriously, How could you not be happy with something like that???)

Anyway just before I finish up (as I believe I've ranted far too much already), Let me just say that although at this point in my life I can't ever see myself tying the knot... OP SHOP WEDDING DRESSES MAKE ME WANNA GET HITCHED!!!!

Anytime I see them I revert back to my childhood... and a voice in my head immediately squeels: "DRESSUPTIME!!!!" Although a wedding dress is not the most practical of things, if I didn't look like and absolute douche-bag, I would probably choose to wear one everyday!!

Yeap, I did it.I forced my sister to try one on.

(((MARRY ME???)))

Someone propose to me already so I can buy one!!! Pleassseeeeee!!!...ishax

Air Wick Sensors = Satan???

2010-07-27T04:05:00.000-07:00

Unsure if anyone else has had the same experience but those new AirWick sensors HAVE to be the creation of the Devil. Not in a preachy Mormon kinda way, but seriously, if you've ever tried to go to the bathroom during the early hours of the morning, in the pitch-black cover of night to have it scare the life out of you, almost to the point of wetting yourself just short of making it to the toilet, then you'll know what I mean.

(Looks like a plastic tampon)

What's suppose to happen according to the ad...
(Puts on a nice posh English voice)

The motion triggers the AirWick spray and delivers a "puff of freshness" to your home.

What happens in reality....

I get up to go to the bathroom at 2 am in a drowsy, half-comatose state, sit down I hear a noise that sends my heart rate soaring, almost as if at any moment, my heart could burst open from my chest and rival Usain Bolt in a 100 meter sprint.

In other news, seriously, what I have below is a MUST SEE VID!!!! Before you go on I highly recommend you watch it all the way through :D

So um yeah... WTF....
(I still want these glasses though!!!!)

So... after watching that are you shitting yourself???
Yeah. thought as much. Well that's how the stupid Air Wick 'DEVIL TAMPON' makes me feel! I don't mind having the bathroom or the house smelling nice, but seriously... If it causes me to have a heart attack then I'm not so sure. I mean, inventors..."WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!!??!". If they can make silencers for guns why can't someone create on for my air freshener!?!?!
So, in closing... If you are willing to have a nice smelling house (at any cost), or are interested in killing a large number of old people with fragile heart conditions; then this is deffinitely the product for you!!

"Devil Tampon"- Heh!...ishax

FOX-CULT?

2010-07-21T23:16:00.001-07:00

To all my followers,
a special message on this grand winter day...

May the FOX be with you.

(I can't tell whether she's really meant to be a Jedi knight(?) or Religious Figure(?). Maybe I should've spent more of my childhood watching more Starwars???... mmm Yeah, No.)

Hey there Wookie! Have a Cookie... ishax

Getting all teary over here.

2010-07-21T10:43:00.000-07:00

When I was younger, my mum and dad would always play a lot of Reggae music; the earliest memories of my childhood being those where my mum would throw on some Bob Marley, and dad would push me on a swing he made out of an old car seat, while singing 'Jammin' (completely off key).
It was was back then that I always noticed a sheet of paper on the fridge next to dad's enormous collection of fridge magnets which he would buy on the occasional trip to the video rental store, but that never really served any purpose other than being ornamental playthings for my sister and I. That sheet was always there, a sheet no bigger than a CD cover, covered in small black writing, with a picture of a faded sunset beneath the words. From the moment I was able to read and spell out letters, I read that sheet over and over. Sometimes, when the fridge would get cluttered with bills or school notices, I'd dig that one sheet up and bring back to where it was visible. I remember what it said. After years of those words being burnt into my memory, now, I don't even have to think twice.

"You may not be her first, her last, or her only.

She loved before she may love again.

But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She's not perfect - you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together

but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes,

hold onto her and give her the most you can.

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day,

but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart.

So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give.

Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there."

-Bob Marley

Back then, I never understood what the writing on that torn up, old sheet of paper really meant. I mean, I knew it had something to do with love or at least relationships, but I never realised the honesty and validity of Bob Marleys words. It's only been recently, having grown a bit in my own way, that I'm starting to appreciate this quote. It has become one of my favourites, although to be honest, I think it always has been.

It's been almost eight years since that sheet of paper was thrown away, but today, when, out of sheer luck, while browsing through my old school books I came across it; Written in the back of my year 4 English Journal- missing all forms of punctuation, and with words like 'secound' spelt wrong, it was still there...and it made me teary.

So I just wanted to share that with you all, I hope the words can translate you your own life, as much as they do to mine.

Long live the Reggae King!!! ....ishax