lizard fever

Well.

My Sociology exam is first thing in the morning tomorrow and I am four chapters behind and I have had approximately five hours of sleep over the past two days, as well as working, and fuck!! I am going to eat so much almond nut spread tonight while I study, I just know it...damn it.

On the (comparatively small) upside, I have begun the process of learning to use my Canon SLR and I had my first driving lesson, so the ball is rolling on both a new hobby and a vital life skill. It's about time.

So. I am a bit fucked up now for a few reasons but I don't really feel like disclosing. Instead, I think I'll show you photographs that I took of some lizards in the Botanic Gardens. You can click on the pictures to enlarge, which is kind of cool because you can see their weird scales and ears. I don't know how to make the pictures big yet- can anyone help?







I had better hit the books again, even though my eyes are stinging from reading and all I want to do is sleep. What a mess.

canon

This Canon digital SLR now belongs to me...MADNESS. It's an EOS 400D, and it will be completely amazing if I can learn how to use it properly. I'm pretty much in love with it...keep touching it...like a little pet or something.



Thanks Jamal (even though you don't read this blog)! It means a lot to me. Keith, if you have internet right now, and are using your precious internet time to read my somewhat trivial blog, what kind of camera do you use? Also, you are being enlisted as part of my assistance team to help me learn. OK? OK.

when i held your throat so tight

Today I booked my very first ever driving lesson for 3pm tomorrow. So this could be goodbye. Anyway. I am going off to hit up some Indian food and watch television on the couch. I did a lot of study today.

Hey bronze Doc Martens, sorry I never wear you. This summer it will be different I swear.

long live luella, even though they have no money to make clothes anymore which i find really sad and also a waste

So I know this is, like, so totally last year's collection, but you know what? I don't give a shit! That doesn't make it any less perfect.

I want to eat, sleep, drink, smoke, sleep, study, read, and get into a punch-up wearing Luella. Totally bad-ass.



Luella S2008RTW
(photographs from style.com)

i'm worst at what i do best and for this gift i feel blessed

I like to: read magazines, take photographs, cuddle and kiss, smoke a cigarette sometimes, go to the gym, watch DVD's, eat a bagel, wear interesting clothing, take showers, write a long email, drink wine, a solid sleep.

I don't like to: feel unwanted, eat unhealthy foods, get sunburnt, have nightmares, wear tacky jewellry, chase people, cry, get a headache.

tastes just like cherry cola

Lately I have been:

(1) Watching the "Karate Kid" films. Ralph Macchio is off-the-planet gorgeous.

(2) Trying to save my money (which means eating a meagre portion of salad and an apple for lunch every day, which is okay by me anyway) for when I move out again/purchase a car/pay for driving lessons.

(3) Swallowing an entire handful of mixed-bag vitamins and minerals every morning, just for fun (Vitamin D? Why not! Spirulina? Sure! Garlic + Horseradish? Disgusting, but I'll take it!).



(4) Falling off the social radar entirely. Tried to make friends with this cat outside, but it freaked and ran as soon as I clicked the door open...later found out that this behaviour was due to the fact that my Dad had previously chased it out of the yard with a bottle of citrus spray for trying to hunt the pet guinea pigs. Okay.

(5) Drinking some beer.

i cursed myself for being surprised that this didn't play like it did in my mind

Instead of writing my essay which is due in a couple of days, I am gazing at Death Cab For Cutie video clips on YouTube. Ben Gibbard is just amazing...I have goosebumps.

I want something amazing to happen to me. Something life-changing. In a good way of course (I don't want to lose my legs in an accident or anything).

Come on!

new york i love you but you're bringing me down

I have forced myself into isolation for a few days in order to finish this essay. Also, got my hair cut today- all the ratty ends are gone (down the front of the hairdresser's low-cut shirt). It feels soft...

I want someone to cuddle me and bring me chocolate and stroke my freshly trimmed hair and actually care that I haven't been out of this room for 12 hours. Hello! I could be dead in here, choked on an ice cube or something!

Whatever!

like a rat in a cage

It's going to be the new year in a couple of months. I will be twenty years old, and I want to start getting things sorted so I will be prepared for next year (whatever it brings). So, starting from today, I am going to:

• Dispose of any junk clogging up my bedroom. I'm moving out soon and I can only fit the bare minimum in my new apartment. I will only keep the most basic of possessions: my bed, my desk, my computer, my best clothing and shoes, a select few books and magazines that I cannot bear to part with, my journal, my face cream, my handbag, my mobile phone, my favourite perfume, and only the most prized of my jewellry.

• Strip back my wardrobe. Reduce it entirely. I want a capsule wardrobe, where every item matches with every other item, and I will like them all. Simplistic. Audrey Hepburn totally knows what I'm talking about.
  

• Continue being pescetarian. I feel healthier and slimmer this way, and fresher. Meat is really heavy. It's so cheap ordering vegetables over steak at restaurants as well. Plus, I just kind of like the confusion surrounding the notion of being pescetarian. Adds some mystery.
  

• Write this English essay, study for my Sociology exam, and finish what I started this semester. It would be weak to give up now, two-thirds of the way through.

• Do whatever the fuck I want.

i'm on holidays

How I have begun my holidays:

(1) Went to a Halloween party where Kasha played and dressed up as a corpse bride with my buddies, a cat (Catwoman?) and a witch.

(2) Hung around with my ex-housemate Sam. Watched boarding-school girl movies, drank lime-infused beer, ate some popcorn, fell asleep.

(3) Spent a colossal five hours yesterday watching Season 2 of "Gossip Girl" on my tiny television.

(4) Purchased TWO magazines, costing me a total of: an out of control addiction which I need to learn to control before I move out in December, when money will be tight (hey guys, can I come over for dinner occasionally?).

(5) Went to the horse racing with the girls. Hot and sweaty but totally worth it to strut our stuff on the catwalk at the fashion parade.

Tomorrow I will wake up sweaty and flustered and tangled in my nightie, jump into Jo's car and sweat it out at the gym. Then, I will see my ex-baby, and perhaps we can eat some lunch. I still always look forward to seeing him. Sad?

i think we're superstars

Well. It has been a tumultuous few days...


(1) My (ex)baby got in a bad car accident. His car is destroyed like a tin can. I love him so much and haven't let him go since it happened- constantly by his side, bringing him breakfast/lunch/dinner (he can't walk properly right now), wearing his t-shirt, giving him medicine, cuddling him incessantly. Maybe I should have been tougher about it, but it was a really big fright and he's kind of injured.

(2) I'm moving out of home end of December! It's a really cute apartment. Roommates will include my old pal Jo, tattooed/chain-smoking landlord Emma and her relatively quiet boyfriend Jose (pronounced "Hoe-zay"). I'm very excited; it'll be mostly a girl house, so I'd expect some excessive wine consumption (at least on my part), outfit appraisals, sharing accessories and "Sex And The City" box sets instead of "Walker Texas Ranger" (which incidentally I find hilarious). And there won't be little shaved whiskers all over the bathroom sink! Also...the apartment has a balcony!! As listed in previous "things that I want" blog entry. Everything's coming up Fifi...

I'm so exhausted from the high of moving out plans and the low of the car accident. I think tonight will be spent in bed with my copy of "Frankenstein" by Mary Shelley (essay due soon), a cup of hot lemon water (cleansing for my tired skin), and maybe my faithful "Friends" DVD's.

I'm as fragile as fuck right now from worrying so much. And I miss him already!

you just know

I badly want to move out again. I'm getting a bit big for this family home, I think.

Anyone looking for a roommate?

i'm doing it for the thrill

Home from work, at last!

Yesterday was summer-sunny, so approximately one million university students made the most of it at Oktoberfest celebrations at the ANU bar. Lots of beer, lots of people, ran into a few we knew. We left, then came back at 9pm and it was madness...I have never seen so many wasted people in the same place at the same time. Anyway. It was hilarious.

Tomorrow I have work, then I suppose I will quickly change in the dirty staff toilets into a slinky outfit and high heels for the two 21st birthday parties I will be attending.

No time for makeup, showers are for suckers.

And then I assume I will be a complete bitch on Sunday, so for that I do apologise (poor Mitchell!).


I am tired. And why doesn't my phone ever ring when I want it to?

i don't see what anyone can see in anyone else

Things I want right now: a text message from the person I'm still in love with, a bar of dark chocolate, a bottle of white wine, a packet of cigarettes, a good night's sleep, slow kissing and sex, longer hair, a new exciting job, minimalist clothing, tights without holes, for him to say that he loves me too, more shoes, close friends to giggle with, a hot shower, warmer weather, a balcony, a wild party in a hotel room, a cup of coffee.

I'm sitting in my dark bedroom letting my computer choose it's own music. It makes more interesting and varied choices than I do anyway.

he just stares at the wall

Went out last night for Sallecchia's birthday dinner in the city at this Italian place. I ordered the stuffed eggplant. Met up after dinner with ex-housemates to go and support Hugh (it was the EP launch for his band Kasha).

Although it was freezing, raining and the venue was a semi-dodgy scout hall, it was a really good turnout- lots of skinny indie kids in Doc Martens with cans of beer. We muscled our way to the front and yelled out encouraging things such as "Hugh Deacon is an exceptionally good drummer!" and "Hugh is the best member of the band!" much to his embarrassment. Lots of people were buying the CD's! So yeah. That was good.

Now I am sadly at home with some retarded form of food poisoning, and I would just like to clarify:

---I DID NOT CONSUME ALCOHOL LAST NIGHT AND I DEFINITELY AM NOT HUNGOVER! ---

IT MAY HAVE BEEN THE EGGPLANT. I don't know. Fuck the non-believers! I'm just fucking ill ok. It happens ocassionally.

they are walking orgasms

Last night: chilled with some pet rats, lounged around with the hoes, stayed up reminiscing about our college days and squealing and eating a buttload of watermelon. Delicious. I love those girls. Then headed over to my old sharehouse, watched some "Entourage" and played video games. Well, I didn't. They did.

I need to start properly washing my make-up off at night. Lately I've just been falling into bed wherever whenever with a dirty face and waking up the next morning less than radiant. Oh no!

do you have a dollar for me

Just as well I'm having a night in watching "Gossip Girl" with my bitches because it's really cold and wet and rainy outside. Maybe I'll even bring my heated blanket!

i'm like this hot chick that you can't even touch

I had a good day. Things I did:

(1) Woke up next to ex-boyfriend who I still think is the bomb. Whoops.

(2) Consumed a chocolate cupcake for breakfast, courtesy of my ex-housemate.

(3) Went shopping. Again.

(4) Broke it down to Uffie in my bedroom. All day long...she's so fucking BAD ASS.

(5) Cooked a delicious vegetarian tofu stir-fry for dinner.

anytime anywhere

Fuck. I have been so run down lately.

I rebelled against my exhaustion by staying up late last night watching "Skins," waking up early this morning to hit the gym (hard), and spending two hours (and a large chunk of my pay) shopping.

Now I'm just munching on some wholegrain spinach and ricotta pasta and deliberating over whether I should take a little nap to recharge my batteries. I think YES.

also, can i just say...

Holy poo!


(LOUIS VUITTON RTW SPRING 2010, photo from jak&jil)

WHAT'S UP LOUIS VUITTON SHOES?

So I actually think they're kind of amazing...in a really whacked-out way...kind of like there are tiny little alpacas clinging to the toe of the shoe...

i'm in miami bitch

Went out last night, had an illegally good time with my bros and hoes for a birthday. The birthday girl cooked us chicken stir-fry (tofu in my case) at her house, absorbed a couple of bottles of wine and got silly. Headed out after and I became intoxicated as the night wore on...I may have said or done some embarrassing things. Sorry Mitchell! Then we all hit up McDonald's and gorged ourselves on apple pies and fries and danced around at 1am at a children's playground somewhere.

Had work today and was completely exhausted and bitchy, as Jamal and I ended up having a MARATHON "Entourage" session the night before and didn't get home until 3am. Whaddup eight hours of sleep in two days.

My bedroom has protested against my absence by throwing up over itself, then eating it, and throwing it back up again in the form of shoes everywhere, dirty socks, underwear hanging from the ceiling fan etc.

i gotta feeling

Why, thankyou for the kind offer Melyn! But no, you have it, because I have to study tonight. No really, please enjoy. Knock it back. Good girl.

I can't wait until I knock this essay out of the way- my friends are going out tonight, and I am so jealous because I've been trapped in this bedroom for three days straight trying to write this, while the others get to go out and party like it's 1999. I'm practically a fucking SAINT.

Well. Guys. Please get drunk and vomit on at least one taxi driver for me. Thanks.

but i have promises to keep and miles to go before i sleep

I'm blogging more frequently as a result of being at my desk more frequently (I have a literature essay due in two days which I haven't started). All I can think about is getting drunk as a skunk with my best buds.

Today was rainy and cool- perfect for a long sleep-in, leisurely breakfast, hot shower, grey wool dress and thick patterned tights, snuggles in bed and the new season of "Dexter."

every little thing she does is magic

If I owned this dress I would wear it every single day with messy hair and no make-up.


(PRADA FALL 2009)

Also, my life fucking sucks right now and I need a new game plan. Things I need/want to do include: finishing this literature essay in the next couple of days, buying new black socks that don't have holes in them, and planning a dinner and drinks night for my favourite people to cheer myself up.

things i did today

(1) Rolled out of bed.

(2) Fashioned myself a delicious breakfast, as always (it's my non-negotiable).

(3) Completed my two-hour Sociology exam in my pyjamas.

(4) Took Mini Fifi to see "500 Days of Summer" at the cinema (which was actually cute and rather lifelike).

(5) Went to see my ex-boyfriend like a retard. No surprises there.