j.g ~ the.me

COME ARMAGEDDON COME ARMAGEDDON COME

Wed, 03 Oct 2007 08:52:35 GMT

for the police:
I was KIDDERNAPPERED and forced to go away on "holiday".
it was like living inside the very lyrics of Morrissey's Everyday is like Sunday
I chose that song as my anthem for those long few days. unfortunately, nobody else could hear me sing it, as there was not a single soul in sight, just trees and rocks and nature and air and stuff all the way out to the horizon. shudder.

I COULDN'T EVEN GO OP-SHOPPING!!! cos they were all shut
So i went to K-mart instead, and bought that wonderfully terrible 90s movie Blast from the Past to cheer myself up.

also, I have to go back to school, and to be ready for THAT i have to do about two essays (1 english, 1chinese) and 6 practice exams - per day - until monday.

also, there AREN'T ENOUGH MORRISSEY CLIPS ON YOUTUBE.

As my reward, I'm skipping out from school on tuesday to go see a Peter Combe concert . talk about blast from the past.

school's out. school's been blown to pieces.

Sat, 15 Sep 2007 12:13:16 GMT

I just realised... I'm not going to remember any of this stuff when I'm 80. So if I write it down now, I can come back and look at it, and laugh at how much of a loser I was - yes?
Yesterday was last day of school for the term- whoot!
Three weeks off.... then exams... then christmas holidays... then year12.... then i've finished school and i can become a gypsy hobo - yay!!

We celebrated end of term by having a few sacs - not so fun.
Also not so fun: SCRUBBING the common room walls for an hour with bleach. (it ruined my nails ).
BUT all was made up for, cos we watched this documentary on Oscar WIlde - really that automatically makes it awesome
Everyone else in my lit class was saying "who are all these people, they're all so arrogant!"
And I was thinking tomyself "are you kidding? this is awesome!!"
and then my teacher goes "...i bet Grace would love it"
...of course I did!! it had clips of Bowie, Stephen Fry, Morrissey, Michael Jackson, 19th century gay prostitutes.... what more could a girl want? Seriously.

Oh, and in less exciting news, we had our year11 formal. Like, ew?
Everyone was so excited - well me not so, but whatever (I didn't even get time to curl my hair) - but it was really quite lame. isn't that just the way of the world? (although the ppl on the table next to us were quite drunk - funny) And the DJ was terrible.
Turns out, though, that I made all the right decisions. I refused to bring a partner - all my friends who brought someone said they regretted it. (i did tell them)
AND I didn't go to the afterparty, even though "everyone" was going - in the end the ppl who went said it was really lame: cost heaps toget in, and then they had to pay for drinks anyway, plus there weren't many ppl there, and heaps of stuff got stolen. Ha-ha to the losers who decided to go.

Instead, a small bunch of us went back to a friend's place. Didn't do much - ate a whole heap of chocolate, marshmallows (burnt on scented candles), dips, had some cruisers, while jumping and dancing around like idiots to crazyloud music. (we have the photos to prove it), a friend and I finished of a bottle of champagne - to celebrate we made it through the term!! - and then we watched Grease at 4am. Cos that's what we do, haha
Then went out for breakfast in the morning, at about 9.
Got home at around 4pm, watched DOCTOR WHO - The Sound of Drums, bestestest ep, totally camp.
Lovin' it.

But now I'm bored.
And I'm playing noughts-and-crosses with over msn.
Hence my random updating of this... time capsule? I even stooped so low as to go on myspace.. I feel so dirty!
Oh, and I've spent the last hour trying to teach the mother how to use word-art... on ms word.

And I have NothingToDo, and I'm probably just going to end up going to bed... but it's too early and I wanna go out :(
So I'm gonna listen to music in my room (all alone! ) until the early hours.

See that, 80-yr-old me? Now go and find some cool high-schoolers to have fun with. Or go.... watch Doctor Who or something.

Two words and one expression of joy

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 07:37:32 GMT

NEW HAIRCUT
YAY !!!

JARETH LIVES IN MY BLOOD

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 12:46:38 GMT

I KNOW THIS BECAUSE HAEMOGLOBIN = A GOBLIN HOME
SO THERE

yeah, i just thought it was cool, and wanted to write it down before i forgot. and be nice to trees at the same time.

YAY new clashy emo journal colours and LOOK MA NO PUNCTUATION IN MY SUBJECT TITLE

Sun, 29 Jul 2007 10:31:55 GMT

BOTHER BOTHER BOTHER BOTHER. LJ-CUT NOT WORKING. I GIVE UP.

beige
Wow. I just mashed the keyboard and it came up with that.
in other news, this entire page is too colourful. it hurts my eyes.

WARNING: THE STUFF THROUGH HERE INVOLVES THE WORDS 'NEWSFLASH:AUSTRALIA IS BORING', 'ONLY MARRYING COS SHE NEEDS A PASSPORT', 'ANT-INFESTED', 'BLOOD AND OTHER STUFF', 'TOTALLY GLAM SPARKLY NAIL POLISH', 'RAW PASTRY', 'GREY TRAKKIES', 'VIC MARKET', 'BAGUETTE', 'EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER', 'GOD LOVES THE POSTMAN', AND 'VANITY AT A YOUNG AGE'... AS WELL AS MANY MORE. INTERESTED? DIDN'T THINK SO. BYE, THEN.

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I'M FULL OF INTEREST TODAY. IF BY INTEREST YOU MEAN I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY THAT WILL MEAN ANYTHING TO ANYONE BUT MYSELF. MAKE THAT INCLUDING MYSELF. And YES I do like to put random quotes in different font sizes/boldness/caps/colours. NEWSPAPERS DO IT; WHY CAN'T I?
Erg. I've been sick this week. Hence I'm dazed and confused and groggy and tired. And out of adjectives. And apparently not liking commas much today.

So, basically, my internet was open, and my Microsoft (shudder) Word wasn't, sooo... it's much quicker to just start typing in here, rather than actually do my work where it's supposed to be.
What I'm supposed to be doing is writing a report on Why I want to apply for a scholarship to travel to China. Umm, because it's free? And why would I pass up anything that's for free? Plus, all my richy private-school friends have been, and I'm the only one who can't afford it. So anyway, now I have to pretend that I want to base my future career in China, just in the hopes that they decide to send me there for a month. Main reason I want to go is to get away from my fam, and because OMG NEWSFLASH: AUSTRALIA IS BORING.Like, no way, right? Although, tbh, I'd rather go to ... well, basically anywhere in Europe. Go to London to see some of my old friends, or Germany for live music yay, or South America... just 'cos it's cool.
So I shall type it here. OR I could just go off on a rant about anything else. Sounds more fun.

Hey, I just remembered, my History teacher's supposed to be getting married today. Fun. Even though he told us he's only marrying her 'cos she needs the passport. twue wuv.

I've always wanted to be able to roll my RRRRRRs. But I still can't. I feel so inferior.

And I just ate my last packet of polos :( ...which is especially sad, because I don't know where to buy them in Australiaargh. And kinda gross, seeing as they were ant-infested a few days ago. But hey. It was heaps fun getting rid of the ant-trail I found. I was laughing maniacally: "muahhahhaha DIE!!! DIE ALL OF YOU!!! I HAVE THE POWER TO DESTROY YOU!!! I SQUASH YOU LIKE ANTS!!! ...oh, wait...."

And speaking of eating, no one wants to turn vego with me. Which could be a good thing, 'cos I probably do need iron. For, you know, blood, and other stuff. (and haemoglobin to carry oxygen, and myoglobin to store oxygen, and to help enzymes do something with cells, and to stop me getting headaches and brittle nails. Why yes, I do learn health. Although my nails are really disgusting atm. I put on this totally glam sparkly nail polish which just happened to be 8years old... but the school made me take it off, and it left a ghastly yellow stain. So now it looks like I'm nicotine-poisoned.Erk) But, for now, I'm just discreetly avoiding red meat. And by discreetly, I mean.... Mum: I'm making meat pies for dinner... Me: Ewwwww meat!!
She made meat pies anyway though. Even though I don't like them. (does that make me un-Australian? how terrible) I did eat the raw pastry though. I swear it tasted better when I was 11.

But she almost made up for it by buying me some grey trakkies. Which was exciting. And I'm wearing them. Which is relevant, yet somehow less exciting.

But then she almost ruined it all by not taking me to Vic Market to buy jam donuts (...home again, home again, jiggity jonuts). But sis#2 did buy me an apple cake. But mother refused to buy me a BAGUETTE. Yes, my life is an emotional rollercoaster.

And mother forced me to wake up early to go to Church... (people in Carlton dress really differently to people in Camberwell. yeahuh) ...so I went to the creche and hung out with the cool kids there. (last week there were 3kids 5adults, this week 14+ kids, but I didn't count the adults. I had better things to do) ...We sang a song which I can only assume was called God loves the postman... because that was its only line. Until it changed, to include the fireman and the doctor. To be honest, I though that was a bit exclusive. And then we (meaning the 4-yr-olds and myself) spent the rest of the morning looking in the mirror, striking poses, and drawing outselves with felt-tip pens (textas. whatever). Oh yes, the church promotes vanity at a young age.

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..........Which reminds me, I need more eyeshadow.
And that is all.

QUICK. If I can't think of anything else to ramble on about, I'll have to actually do something productive.

Uhhhhm, so there's this really cool piece of white lace on my desk. I SHALL NOW PROCEED TO ELOPE WITH IT. turrah, computer.

I hereby reserve the right to complain.

Thu, 14 Jun 2007 15:26:06 GMT

Warning. Obligatory whiny, complainatory, annoying, loser post.

Seriously. I've seen spinsters in morgues that are more interesting and upbeat.
(whatever the hell that's supposed to mean)

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SO.
Everything sucks, yes? Let's go into greater detail. Because this is my stereotypical Complain About Life post... and it's well overdue.

Well, i had the GAT today - yes, a 3 & a half hour exam- joy!! It completely drained me of any mental capacity.. which is not a good thing, considering I have another three 90min exams tomorrow.
ANd ARGH i'm not prepared for any of them.
English- worst teacher ever; even worse than last year (I thought that wasn't possible). But this year....she can't spell. ain't it lovely?
Then i have some form of Undefined History Death. he told us last lesson that we'd have a thing on. He wouldn't say what it is, what it's on, what to study etc., so... none of us studied tralala. no point anyway, seeing as we literally haven't learned a single thing all year. I know that there was a WWI, and a WWII... in that order. I win history.
and then, HA. the biggest joke of all. the maths exam. No one in our class will get above 7% or so. that's how much the teacher doesn't know anything.

This complaining isn't as fun as it sounds. I think I need more capslock, and punctuation. Here goes:

soo yes. i have ALL THREE of those exams tomorrow... well today, cos its actually 1.09am YAY. i am SO TIRED i am about to die right now. running on very exhausted supplies of sugar energy. = not good.
I've been eating SO MUCH CHOCOLATE it's not funny. seriously it's all I've been eating. and that's just added to my woes in the form of about 41kg extra FAT in the last month. how nice is that, to add on t my stress. that's the word. STRESSSTRESSTSTESRSESSS. hq0oct;yhq. arg.
i'm tired i just want to collapse....

and everyon'es being REALLY ANNOYING ARHH. (no, of course it's not just me being overly ~~hormonal~~ stressed.) and so I'm angry at all my friends (well not all, just..... certain groups), and .. well I'm pretending to be in a fight with them, cos they're annoying me. but it's really sad cos they haven't even noticed i havent spoken to them in like a month lol. i'm so lame. (but hence why i'm offloading myself here, where nobody has to hear it, and not bothering anyone else with my stupid complaints)

But it's terrible cos i REALISE i'm being really rude and evil to everyone... but I can't bring myself to care. Just like i really don't care bout my exams or school marks anymore. who knows why.. i used to care SO much about all these things. All i really care about now is the stupid petty things. (and tv&computer. which of course aren't petty). .. and i spend all my time daydreaming. about NOTHING lol. i totally have a life.
so, i guess.. yay for not caring? who knows why i'm suddenly all antiwork.
( ...burnout ftw !! )

Some of the petty things.
like the fact that my media player is refusing to play Peaches and I don't know why.
Or the fact that i drew white-out on my face (just to see what would happen. shh its late)... and now it won't come off ;_; but it came off my nails, when i didn't want it too! oy vey.

should probably go to bed.
blargh.
funny thing is, I do have a life. i'm jst ignoring it. cos i'm bored.
(omg that was quite an emo last sentence. what's wrong with me? I'm not like this IRL. meh.)

No one who has a life reads this. This is like THERAPY for me. Not that I'm mental. Much.

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 07:57:26 GMT

    So. From now on, whenever I get bored (haha. me = no attention span. whatsoever.)... well, i am going to answer a really boring, stereotypical question about myself, and see what comes to mind.
    Will probably be quite boring. ... cos who am i, anyway? (when introducing my family: the funny one, the arty one, the smart one, and.. uhh.. grace). see for yourself.
i'm too varied to have a stereotype. yay. that's my new goal. to make every single one of my friends think i fit into a different stereotype yeahhuh.
I DO tend to go off on tangents, don't I??

Seems like a strange time to introduce myself, but hey. I've changed so much since I've really met anyone new, that I mayaswell introduce myself to myself.

Let's start... at the end.
Life goals?
       I have many, some more explainable than other. (in no particular order.)
-visit africa.
-bake a successful souffle.
-learn welsh.
-go to heaps of live gigs.
-see more theatre.
-be in a band.
-buy the perfect pair of shoes.
-learn how to stop writing down every first thing that comes to my head. ie now.
-buy more grey clothes. cos i like grey.
-have enough time to make all my own clothes, and thus actually get some i like.
-learn how to stop sounding so materialistic
-go to a gun driving range
-learn a whole lot of random languages that not many people speak. and make everyone else wish they spoke them.
-get married.. to specify my man would take another few years. (the original plan was to marry my childhood sweetheart from nextdoor. that backfired.... i never had one, and then we moved into a flat)
-be a housewife, and have about a million kids. with many adopted from other countries.
-live in the UK.
-travel to every country in Europe.
-Live in Berlin for a while, good live music scene.
-spend a month living/dressed as each youth subculture. for fun. maybe i'll do a day of each in the holidays. -be able to speak in any accent i want to.
- that includes slang, etc.
-stick to being healthy.
-learn how to make friends with people who i can stand to be around. ;) sorry to my friends, but.. you know it.
-think of something worthwhile to write in here.
-be able to know perfect, exact grammar.
-perhaps learn linguistics, etymology, or something of the like.
-know more about stuff, than all of my friends. muahaha.
-create a masterpiece, of some form or another
-save the world, in a strange way.
-buy a dress in south america (colourfullll)
-learn how to finish lists. I know, good idea... quick, distract everyone!!! than they won't realise...
-look, I can change the font size. how cool am i?

More than you'll ever know.

I love that I can write whatever I want in here, cos no one knows I even have this journal. muahaha.

Sun, 03 Jun 2007 05:33:23 GMT

Why would I want to make a table?
SRSLY. Y iZ i BOTHA MAiK A TAYBiL?? iZ STOOPiD iDEA
which was named first?	the desk-table or the graph-table?
they're kind of completely different	so it seems like an odd comparison to make
I guess they both have... squares. sometimes.	except what about a circular coffee table? or the knights of the round table? bet they'd have something to say on the subject. although they might be busy, i dunno, off fightin baddies or summat. this is a stupid conversation. although it's not really a conversation, is it. it's just me writing a whole lot of nonsense into a table.

Yes. I could write whatever I wanted .... but still, it feels too much like effort.

Bah. Doing work, also, is too much effort.
it's only exams i'll fail. nothing important. So says me.

So I'll just sit here eating a cup of dry milo. mmmm

Cybermen can't feel temperature, right? ...sign me up

Tue, 16 Jan 2007 12:45:17 GMT

In case anyone ever wanted to know what it's like living in Autralia at the moment.

It's 11:36 pm, it's 30 DEGREES CELCIUS, there's nothing on TV, and although everyone else seems to be managing perfectly well, I can't sleep.
Oh, and we've run out of icypoles.

Today was, um, sunny. And hot. Too hot to go outside. Therefore, no sun = no tan. And I'm still as pasty as ever. In SUMMER.

This is, as they say, The Life. Well, it's a life. And it's mine. And I'm happy with it.

Tue, 12 Dec 2006 14:23:22 GMT

Mmm. I just love sitting, fully clothed, in my bed at 1 am reading Jane Austen, whilst munching on fairy bread. This is what holidays were made for.

Someone should make my life into a movie. Or at least a daytime soap.

Mon, 11 Dec 2006 11:19:21 GMT

Wow, I have such a life.

Such excitement. Such adventure. Someone should make my life into a movie. Or at least a daytime soap opera.

Today I did the following exciting action-filled things. I will write them down, as to forget them would be a tragedy :
~    Learnt how to speak to babies, plants and yogurt (yes thankyou oprah, and mythbusters)
~    dusted the living room (wow- something actually useful? I know, crazy innit)
~ snuck onto dad's computer whenever he was out ,so as to watch torchwood eps on youtube. got really annoying, he kept on coming back and interrupting me.
~   have also been listening music. It's stuck on one station so I've been listening to cher with no way of escape- Arhh!! I guess I could listen to CD's but I have to listen to them backwards, on account of the buttons being broken. Newsboys and britney (its my sister's i swear) do not much appreciate this.
~   played on paint; i made some torchwood icons, really bad wallpapers, and i drew some random people, a picture called Robin Hood: Men in Kites (for my bro), and a coffee scroll.
~ braided my hair in a zillion (okay about 7) mismatched, mis-sized, mis-directioned, mis-colour-of-hair-ties, mis-length braids
~ also, it is probably important to note (lest this be used to aid my possible autopsy) that my diet today has consisted solely of toast, milo, milo on toast, fairy bread, and celery. Ah Yes, in the holidays I have the tastebuds of a 10yr old boy, and the mind set of a teenage girl trying to pretend she's on a diet by eating celery.
~     Am currently: pretending to rearrange shoe rack, as mum has decided it would be the most suitable place to store my school books. Um, Okay?? Must investigate the thinking behind this a little further.

On account of me trying to do at least one productive thing per day, I have written another exactly-100-word storyly thing. It stars me, two of my friends, a 100% stupidity and randomninity (??), and 0% sense.

Annie: Yay life is so fun
Grace: I met a leprechaun
Juliana: Yoohoo, I’m in Argentina! Be excited for me! say something worthwhile!
Grace: *totally ignores her*
Annie: let’s go to the park
Grace: wow sounds like fun ..picnic time!
Annie: Yay! Food!
Juliana: can I come?
Annie: but..you’re in Argentina
Grace: Yeh, you totally don’t even count (hehe)
Juliana: Aww, but I really wanted to come! Im so lonely over here!!
Grace: *sigh* fine, here goes
*she magically transports herself aand Annie to Argentina*
Juliana: whoo yay im so happy
Grace: now lets go to the park!!!
Annie: ...... food?!!!!!

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Funny, I just attempted to type that into the wrong window. My coffee scroll was not much impressed.

Am now off to watch the second half of the Beeb's pride and prejudice. Gotta love it. Colin Firth is slightly proud-and-prejudiced love   <3 hehe

Dont forget to drink your coffee and take your pills.

Happiness comes in small packages... of 100 words

Sat, 09 Dec 2006 23:55:59 GMT

I’ve never really written anything before, and I feel extremely stupid and lame for even attempting this but... ah the things boredom will do to you.
So I set myself the task of writing a happyhappy story involving everyone from DW/TW, pairing everyone up for a happy ending, in only 100 words. Guess what? It’s exactly 100. Yay. (i think this intro is longer than they actual thing)
Won’t post this anywhere, as anybody else who read it would just be like * huh? * Now I shall be the only one to ever read it muahaha
So, for my own amusement than anything else, here is my story. I shall call it, um…

“Everybody is happy in 100 words” …yes.

Rose: ‘Yay! I can’t believe you’re back!’
Doctor: ‘Let's get married’.
So they did.

Jack: *doesn’t say anything -- he’s already kissing Gwen*
They decide to get married also.

Owen: You’re hot ... *flirts*
Martha: ….Yeh okay, why not
They get married too

Ianto: Well.. Uh….
Tosh: Oh, cummon, let's join in the fun for once !
So they get married aswell, so as not to feel left out.

--- Later that hour ---

Pterodactyl: I now pronounce you husbands and wives. You may kiss the bride..s.
Everyone: oops, now I’ve forgotten who I’m supposed to be kissing… meh
Ianto: pterodactyl…you can talk?

Well that was fun. Let's see if I can work out how to put a random picture in..

In honour of finishing school

Sat, 09 Dec 2006 02:10:52 GMT

So. Last thursday...Twas the last day of school and all through the grounds, not a creature was stirring...except everybody celebrating because there's no more school til next year-Yay! And ten minutes later, there was no creature stirring bar the cleaners.

In honour of having completed yet another year of pointless school, here is my summary of year 10, in the form of a list.
Counting Down the Top Ten Words used by Year 10s.

10. ano/bulimic
9. kill me
8. fat
7. Like, omg!1!!!!!111!!
6. Mr Barclay
5. majorly stressed
4. literally
3. ugly
2. obese
1. ...Ew!

Yes, it's quite sad.
These words, as one would imagine, make for extremely intellectual conversations, such as the following:

omg im majorly stressed!! i swear mr barclays gonna fail me i cant do anything kill me please
r u serious no way i literally did the worst out of the entrie world, i literally like died
yeh well ur fat n ugly
omg i no, i just ate like a whole timtam, i am literally gone obese. i swear im about to throw up
ew, you bulimia child
ugh i wish. look at you ur like ano
ew r u serious. i literally ate like 3 water crackers!! please kill me
ew, no u kill me, i litera;lly died in that exam. i have major stress overload
i have major weight overload
omg ur like bulimic srsly just like go like throw up
i will fine cos im like obese
...ew!! well whatever at least you have boobs
r u kidding i have nothing, ur bigger than me
no way, i bought this new push up bra and i doesnt even work
r u serious? u should get the one i bought its hot pink totally awesome
but srsly im so flat i cant wear my new black top!
omg ur always wearing black ur so emo
whatev! anyway im gonna have to lose so much weight before friday
omg me too. remind me to never eat again im so obese
ugh me too. okay from now on were on lyk total ano diet mkay?
totally. ugh im soo stressed. i think i need some chocolate.
yup lets go down to shell and have like this obesity feast
totally

Yup, that seems to be all anyone ever says. Sadly Enough, I think that pretty much sums up my year.

Wow, that's kinda embarassing.

Sun, 08 Oct 2006 09:53:08 GMT

Tralala... a first post. Don't even know if I'm doing this right.

Lets find out.