Tuesday 15th July 2008
Day 1 of World Youth Day, Sydney Australia
Receive the Power. The theme of World Youth Day, today it was evident to me for the first time in my whole World Youth Day experience ever since last year that the 'Holy Spirit' is truly evident in the youth of THE WORLD. Today was superfluously transcendental, beyond anything I have ever experienced. There was people from several countries en masse. It took us two to three hours to walk from Wynyard Station to Barangaroo because it was so packed! We were like - to use the cliched analogy - sardines packed in a can! Luckily we had the Croatian people who are accomodated at our Parish singing their songs with their drums, tambourines and guitars. Not to mention, their Croatian flag aprroximately the size of a basketball court. Damn those songs are catchy. There was even a skywriter in the sky writing "Welcome." Once it finished, everyone cheered and waved to the helicopters overhead. It was amazing, there was an exodus of youth from around the world, derived from so many nations - various that I had never encountered previously. For example, we met these people from Aruba. Aruba! In the Caribbean! I had never even heard of it before. A multitude of flags from upteen nations waved in a sea of international patriotism. Everyone was proud of their country, from the Aussies constantly crying "Aussie, Aussie, Aussie - OI OI OI!!" to the Mexicans yelling, "MEHICO MEHICO MEHICO!!" The general atmosphere was mind blowing. Although I think there existed not only pride but an underlying joy and gratitude that this faith of ours has dissented across this globe. Such an atmosphere of joy, love, geniality and of course - youth.
With the Croatians and their bellowing musicality, the office workers from George street were in a daze, taking out their camera phones snapping photos and videos of us. We waved as we passed, especially at the helicopters. Beach balls were being thrown and we randomly conversed to international friends, learning different languages. The office people found it highly amusing, and were throwing us lollies out the window. It was so cool. Barangaroo itself was huge. I saw Cee!!! She was so cute coming up and running to me, we found people we knew and met TONNES of people from around the world and got them to sign our flag. The atmosphere there was so amazing like in the concert after the mass, you could just dance with randoms and that would be cool, you could dance, sing, sway, start a Conga line and learn dances from every nation you could think of just because you wanted to and people would not care. They'd join right in with you! I made so many new friends! Not to mention, we should alter the name of WYD from WYD to "Hot Catholics of the World Unite!" *wink wink Greta* (American/Croatian/French Pilgrims - highly ATTRACTIVE). It was such an awesome concert with Guy Sebatstain, Gary Pinto, Paulini and Damien Leith. Everyone was moshing and enjoying the music.
The mass itself however although long, it was quite excellent. The songs went forever but they were sung beautifully - it was reverent and a hush of solitude had swept over everyone. Kneeling though was an ABSOLUTE KILLER. That concrete was harsh on the knees. I liked the Homily though, very age appropriate. BUT OMG. Kevin Rudd speaking Tagalog was HILARIOUS! He did apologise though, which made it even funnier! I swear there was so many filos there! We even saw filos from Canada! The Italian and Austrian people were so cute! LOL When Kevin Rudd addressed everyone in German the heap of German people in front of us were going "Awww, he's alright." A very so-so accent. But it was pretty cool of him to address us in various languages. The food was OK. Of course we were served meat pies, typical Aussie Cuisine. Dinner was... interesting. We were served chicken curry in POUCHES. When I first saw it I was like: "WHAT is THAT!" I swear it resembled spontaneous re-examined food choices aka vomit. But it wasn't too bad. Mind over matter.
LOL Got to meet up with Francisco and all these other people which was excellent, hadn't seen them in a while. Oh yeah, and I was on the huge screen! The guy captured this huge close up of me singing 'Recive the Power' ROFL. I couldn't believe it! It was such an awesome night! Going home was even more of an experience as these few pilgrim girls crowded around the window of this bar and started singing Spice Girls along with the bar music. The Canadians had also commented that the city was very beautiful! So point 1 for Sydney! This day has simply been overwhelming! I know that I'm absolutely knackered but I can't wait until tomorrow. Dancing with randoms is fun lol! We missed the fireworks but it was okay, the train ride home was peaceful but lol at Wynyard station I started the chant. Darren's like "How do I start a chant? I dunno how to start a chant!"
Me: "Like this: GIMME AN O!"
Short silence... "Um O!"
Me: "GIMME AN A!"
YOUTH GROUP: "A!"
Me: "GIMME A S!"
YOUTH GROUP: "S!"
"GIMME AN I!"
"I!"
"GIMME AN S!"
"S!"
"WHAT'S IT SPELL!!!!!?????"
"OASIS!!!!!!"
Me: "See Darren, that's how you start a chant."
Jay: "Ha, the Velascos start everything"
LOL.
Gotta go. Have to straighten my hair - for practical reasons. It will be SO much more managable that way. Curly hair is just too stressful amidst all this! xD So I have to go, takes an hour and a half! Tomorrow, Catechesis and lunch!! And of course YOUTH FESTIVALS! Can't wait to meet more people! There was so much energy there, unbelievable!
Until tomorrow!
- Dana xoxoxox
Wednesday, 16 July 2008
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
Confirmed fears
I discovered something today.
Something which upset me, greatly.
I knew it though, I'm not as gullible or as faithful as everyone thinks, anymore. It simply confirmed my fears, an underlying thought I knew but didn't want to believe. I've been noticing things, several things, about people. They don't think I notice, but I do. They don't think I care. I always have. Maybe me being self-centered and conceited has been my defense mechanism against that - because I didn't want to see the truth. I wanted to be ignorant. I didn't want to know that deep inside, I neglected - FAILED to help someone I loved.
That hurt. But being as pathetic as I am, I couldn't confront the truth, and so I maintained my ignorance, my conceitedness, my wild fantastical stories centred on me - because I knew that if I kept them entertained enough, maybe we'd all just forget that like an iceberg, regardless of what's on the surface there's a depth beneath people that nobody sees until you hit it - and the next thing you know you're sinking like the Titanic. That's when you realise that they've been sinking all along and you've done absolutely nothing to stop it - you're too caught in your own life, own hopes, own dreams, own damn relationships.
Truth hurts. Like a bitch.
But I'm NOT going to be ignorant any longer.
Something which upset me, greatly.
I knew it though, I'm not as gullible or as faithful as everyone thinks, anymore. It simply confirmed my fears, an underlying thought I knew but didn't want to believe. I've been noticing things, several things, about people. They don't think I notice, but I do. They don't think I care. I always have. Maybe me being self-centered and conceited has been my defense mechanism against that - because I didn't want to see the truth. I wanted to be ignorant. I didn't want to know that deep inside, I neglected - FAILED to help someone I loved.
That hurt. But being as pathetic as I am, I couldn't confront the truth, and so I maintained my ignorance, my conceitedness, my wild fantastical stories centred on me - because I knew that if I kept them entertained enough, maybe we'd all just forget that like an iceberg, regardless of what's on the surface there's a depth beneath people that nobody sees until you hit it - and the next thing you know you're sinking like the Titanic. That's when you realise that they've been sinking all along and you've done absolutely nothing to stop it - you're too caught in your own life, own hopes, own dreams, own damn relationships.
Truth hurts. Like a bitch.
But I'm NOT going to be ignorant any longer.
Sunday, 6 July 2008
Defenstration and Trivia Nights
OOO Been busy, busy, busy this week! So preoccupied with fundraising and the Trivia Night! It was such a success and we received our Youth Group jackets just in time for World Youth Day! (I love it! They have pockets EVERYWHERE! You could probably smuggle heroin into Bali with those things and they wouldn't discover it! ... okay, terrible analogy.)Oh my goodness! So hectic. (I'm culminating a severe attempt to cease my constant utterance of OH MY GOD. Mum intends for me to live a life with 'grace,' lol okay. Especially with WYD on the horizon) You know who else will be 'out of action?' (Man if I had that emoticon that Lorraine gave me, I'd totally exploit it right now). Anyway, I seriously don't know how I'll be able to appropriately 'holiday,' and I mean holiday as a verb with four assignments to accomplish in one week and to movie marathon with friends, venture to the city, go out, meet friends and RELAX before HSC English Trials, finals and the extension Major Work... and okay this is an inappropriately long sentence.
Trivia Nights are so engaging! It would have been MUCH better and less 'tense' had someone NOT attended. I saw him enter the door with his parents so I ran to the kitchen and keenly offered any assitance I could (slicing the cakes for tea). To be frank, I felt safer to a great degree, out of the main action and knife in hand. Seriously, that boy is psychotic and he literally scares the shit out of me. Is that the type of person I attract? Psychos? *Shudder* So we were on different tables on vastly opposing sides of the hall and what does he do? He sits at our bloody table beside me. Thank G- I mean, thank the heavens that Carissa was there or I'd be perpetually trapped there with him and his profoundly disturbing drawings, dark aura and eccentricities that are beyond eccentric.
I am terrified of him, and I believe that he's not letting me go. He admitted to LOUIE of all people, my little seven year-old brother that if he had a sniper rifle he'd shoot us all. Something is gravely diturbing about him, and I really don't wish to see him at all or at World Youth Day. I think that his presence would degrade the general enjoyment/spiritual enlightenment deplorably. I don't mean this in a mean way, but he needs help. I don't think any event with me present especially, would be beneficial to him at all.
In other news, I am writing once more! I love it! I'm writing again, my second chapter is finally reaching that 2000 word mark. Of course it still needs some severe editing, to refine my style and technique, at the moment the vocabulary is so plebian it might as well be Twilight or something. I'd like to venture beyond that. The 'romantic' element of the plot is culminating, I just hope I don't forget all the ideas I had in my head! Finally it's coming along, you have no idea how good it feels to slide back into writing again. It's like welcoming an old friend or family member.
Oh my word, do you know what my mum just did? She bloody REMINDED me to do my schoolwork. AS ID IT'S NOT ON MY MIND ALREADY. WHAT THE HELL DID THIS BLOG POST BEGIN WITH??? I KNOW MOTHER, WHAT YOU THINK I'M AN INCOMPETENT STUDENT THAT I NEEEEEDDD REMINDING TO FINISH MY WORK THIS WEEK BEFORE WORLD YOUTH DAY. I'M SORRY BUT WHAT THE FUCK!! I KNOW!! GOSH. YOU DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW THAT?
AS IF I NEED REMINDING I DON'T THINK THAT I'S BE EVEN ABLE TO FREAKING RELAX THESE HOLIDAYS BECAUSE OF MY WORK LOAD. GOSH NOW JUST BECAUSE I STARTED WRITING AGAIN THAT'S IMMEDIATELY CONDUCIVE TO ME BEING COMPLETELY IRRESPONSIBLE AND NOT COMPLETING MY WORK? WHAT THE HELL MOTHER? YOU SEE HOW HARD I WORK, YOU SEE HOW I WORK EVERY NIGHT. NOW THE SECOND I RELAX FOR ONCE YOU REMIND ME TO DO MY WORK?? WHAT THE FUCK!
LIKE I DON'T FREAKING KNOW! FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!
Until freaking next time -
- deeh xoxox
I feel too accosted right now to continue my train of thought.
I want to defenstrate something. No SOMEONE. I'd defenstrate him, and I might defenstrate my mother. Urgh! How could she think that I don't know!!!!! URGH1!!
Trivia Nights are so engaging! It would have been MUCH better and less 'tense' had someone NOT attended. I saw him enter the door with his parents so I ran to the kitchen and keenly offered any assitance I could (slicing the cakes for tea). To be frank, I felt safer to a great degree, out of the main action and knife in hand. Seriously, that boy is psychotic and he literally scares the shit out of me. Is that the type of person I attract? Psychos? *Shudder* So we were on different tables on vastly opposing sides of the hall and what does he do? He sits at our bloody table beside me. Thank G- I mean, thank the heavens that Carissa was there or I'd be perpetually trapped there with him and his profoundly disturbing drawings, dark aura and eccentricities that are beyond eccentric.
I am terrified of him, and I believe that he's not letting me go. He admitted to LOUIE of all people, my little seven year-old brother that if he had a sniper rifle he'd shoot us all. Something is gravely diturbing about him, and I really don't wish to see him at all or at World Youth Day. I think that his presence would degrade the general enjoyment/spiritual enlightenment deplorably. I don't mean this in a mean way, but he needs help. I don't think any event with me present especially, would be beneficial to him at all.
In other news, I am writing once more! I love it! I'm writing again, my second chapter is finally reaching that 2000 word mark. Of course it still needs some severe editing, to refine my style and technique, at the moment the vocabulary is so plebian it might as well be Twilight or something. I'd like to venture beyond that. The 'romantic' element of the plot is culminating, I just hope I don't forget all the ideas I had in my head! Finally it's coming along, you have no idea how good it feels to slide back into writing again. It's like welcoming an old friend or family member.
Oh my word, do you know what my mum just did? She bloody REMINDED me to do my schoolwork. AS ID IT'S NOT ON MY MIND ALREADY. WHAT THE HELL DID THIS BLOG POST BEGIN WITH??? I KNOW MOTHER, WHAT YOU THINK I'M AN INCOMPETENT STUDENT THAT I NEEEEEDDD REMINDING TO FINISH MY WORK THIS WEEK BEFORE WORLD YOUTH DAY. I'M SORRY BUT WHAT THE FUCK!! I KNOW!! GOSH. YOU DON'T THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW THAT?
AS IF I NEED REMINDING I DON'T THINK THAT I'S BE EVEN ABLE TO FREAKING RELAX THESE HOLIDAYS BECAUSE OF MY WORK LOAD. GOSH NOW JUST BECAUSE I STARTED WRITING AGAIN THAT'S IMMEDIATELY CONDUCIVE TO ME BEING COMPLETELY IRRESPONSIBLE AND NOT COMPLETING MY WORK? WHAT THE HELL MOTHER? YOU SEE HOW HARD I WORK, YOU SEE HOW I WORK EVERY NIGHT. NOW THE SECOND I RELAX FOR ONCE YOU REMIND ME TO DO MY WORK?? WHAT THE FUCK!
LIKE I DON'T FREAKING KNOW! FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE!
Until freaking next time -
- deeh xoxox
I feel too accosted right now to continue my train of thought.
I want to defenstrate something. No SOMEONE. I'd defenstrate him, and I might defenstrate my mother. Urgh! How could she think that I don't know!!!!! URGH1!!
Friday, 4 July 2008
KNOW YOUR WORDS BEFORE YOU USE THEM
Honestly, what is happening with language these days?
It's utterly preposterous! When you intend use a word against someone at least know the definition of said word to avoid offending the opposing party or appearing to be an idiot!
EXHIBIT A: LIE
KNOW WHAT A LIE IS BEFORE YOU CALL ME A LIAR.
Misinterpreting information is not lying. Being unable to decipher a stupid timetable is not a lie. I am sincerely sorry for having passed on the incorrect information to you, but please do not promulgate me as a liar! That is utter catachresis! I know I'm not perfect but I at least TRY not to lie. Honestly. Let's explore the definition of 'lie' shall we?
Dictionary.com
A false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood.
See that? "deliberate intent to deceive" My alleged intent was non-existent!! Yes what I said was a false statement - BUT I DIDN'T KNOW THAT! That's how I interpreted that bloody timetable, my apologies.
Would you like a second opinion?
Wordnet.princeton
tell an untruth; pretend with intent to deceive
"Intent to deceive" THAT SEEMS TO KEEP POPPING UP DOESN'T IT!
Gosh, perhaps reading a dictionary would actually be beneficial to some people.
That's my rant for today.
Until next time -
- deeh xoxox
P.S Privatisation is soon! I'll be as censored as Russian Literature under Stalin soon!
It's utterly preposterous! When you intend use a word against someone at least know the definition of said word to avoid offending the opposing party or appearing to be an idiot!
EXHIBIT A: LIE
KNOW WHAT A LIE IS BEFORE YOU CALL ME A LIAR.
Misinterpreting information is not lying. Being unable to decipher a stupid timetable is not a lie. I am sincerely sorry for having passed on the incorrect information to you, but please do not promulgate me as a liar! That is utter catachresis! I know I'm not perfect but I at least TRY not to lie. Honestly. Let's explore the definition of 'lie' shall we?
Dictionary.com
A false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood.
See that? "deliberate intent to deceive" My alleged intent was non-existent!! Yes what I said was a false statement - BUT I DIDN'T KNOW THAT! That's how I interpreted that bloody timetable, my apologies.
Would you like a second opinion?
Wordnet.princeton
tell an untruth; pretend with intent to deceive
"Intent to deceive" THAT SEEMS TO KEEP POPPING UP DOESN'T IT!
Gosh, perhaps reading a dictionary would actually be beneficial to some people.
That's my rant for today.
Until next time -
- deeh xoxox
P.S Privatisation is soon! I'll be as censored as Russian Literature under Stalin soon!
Thursday, 3 July 2008
Privacy
I am about to privatise my blog for the main reason that people I do not wish to read my blog have discovered it and are currently in the process of voraciously reading it.
So a message to all of you out there (i.e people at school), soon, unless I authorise it, you can't read it.
This is post is mainly for courtesy reasons. For people like you Raz, I do care that you read my blog (not that it's anything of real substance, I feel pathetic because such deep individuals are reading my stupid blog about some freaking guy, my apologies) so just a note, because there is no way for me to contact you at the moment. So if anyone would like to continue reading my blog, please send me a message/comment or something with your email so I can add you to my invitations list.
P.S Something of substance will be up soon. I just don't have the time for emotional catharsis at the moment I'm afraid.
Until next time -
- deeh xoxox
So a message to all of you out there (i.e people at school), soon, unless I authorise it, you can't read it.
This is post is mainly for courtesy reasons. For people like you Raz, I do care that you read my blog (not that it's anything of real substance, I feel pathetic because such deep individuals are reading my stupid blog about some freaking guy, my apologies) so just a note, because there is no way for me to contact you at the moment. So if anyone would like to continue reading my blog, please send me a message/comment or something with your email so I can add you to my invitations list.
P.S Something of substance will be up soon. I just don't have the time for emotional catharsis at the moment I'm afraid.
Until next time -
- deeh xoxox
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