Shortie

Today's blog will be a short one.

Today = good.

Really short blog.

Stress. Essay due tomorrow. Now 11:15 pm

Haven't started.

Still making notes.

Almost panicking.

Must stay awake until completed.

Don't have time for full sentences.

Caught up with old primamry school friends. REALLY COOL. AWESOME, EVEN.

GREAT.

MUST GO. BYE BYE.

Lorraine, I hope you feel better.

In a rush. Ok. Bye bye.

til' next time -

- deeh xox.

P.S no time for post-script. (lol, the irony)

The Era of Howard Has Ended

KEVIN 07.

Catchy.

Did anyone else catch the election on channel seven? I must say, I'm quite on the fence about this election. As you may come to know, I am a very indecisive person who likes to please everybody in some way ergo I dislike choosing sides for whatever circumstance it may be.

Firstly, I would like to begin with my complaints to remove this negativity from my system. We attended a party today and since it was election day, naturally we were sitting there before the TV watching it unblinkingly with great fervour and interest. Yet ta-da! A filo party, of course there must be the presence of some Karaoke. So there we are, it's like, ten minutes until Howard arrives at Wentworth Hotel to deliver his concede of defeat and last speech as Prime Minister of Australia and they're all like: "Karaoke tayo!" Honestly, the future of the country is about to be revealed, and is at stake, and all you want to do is sing Karaoke! Honestly! It's ludicrous. Politics, although not as entertaining as achieving 99 on Magic Sing, is by far more substantial. I was more interested in the Coalition on 56 and the ALP on 87 than any other numbers at that moment.

I was also quite disappointed that Labour won in my electorate of Chifley. I mean, the Liberal guy was filo! Yes, that is racially biased of me but that would have been highly interesting if Diaz was elected. I do have my pride in my background, I must say. Ok, I've completed my rant.

LIBERAL

Secondly, I would like to discuss the past eleven and a half years with Mr. John Howard. I have always been one for tadition, continuity and I've always disliked to some extent, change. I've always been loyal to what I've always known, unwilling to step beyond my comfort zone. I'm afraid that this ideology and certain tendency does extend to my perceptions on politics. To be honest, I was quite saddened to see Mr. Howard leave. One cannot deny, that he was a great Prime Minister and true leader. I really don't care if you think what I say it bullshit, I'm just expressing my opinion.

The thought of Chifley, reminded me of history when we were learning about Ben Chifley and his contribution to our country. Now let's think, fifty years from now children in school will be learning about the great Australian Prime ministers of the 21st century, and I bet they will be learning about John Howard and his great contribution to our country. Fifty years from now, children will learn about him hauling this country out of debt and carrying us forth into prosperity. Which is absolutely true. In his farewell speech, Howard spoke of the prosperity which he has brought this country and I couldn't agree more. The dignity in which accepted his defeat was entirely admirable and worthy of the leader of this great nation. I can honestly say that I respect him now more than ever, than I ever have since I four years old.

Think about it, Howard has brought us out of the debt of Whitlam, Hawke, Keating and other Labour governments. He has lifted our economy to become stronger than ever before - look at us! We're almost reaching the United States! We're approximately 6-10 cents from matching them dollar to dollar! Isn't that brilliant? Our unemployment rates are low, and his government has been in all sense of the word, liberal. Liberal, right wing, conservative. The Liberal Party and their frugal ways have led this country into power and prosperity. He and Bush are best friends, and our international ties couldn't be any greater.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't think Howard is perfect. I do disagree upon him kissing Bush's ass every now and then and ignorning the UN, heading straight off into Iraq. It's the Vietnam War all over again - pointless crap. That is something I will never condone, neither will I accept his IR Laws. Yet it is for the good of the economy. I am also disappointed in the broken promise of maintaining low interest rates - they've been rising ever since he's been re-elected! I am also conflicted about him and his less than vigilant adherence to the Kyoto Protocol or his refusal to apologise to the Aboriginal Population of Australia (Although I do thoroughly understand his WHY he hasn't, and I accept that being of a conservative party - an apology would be out of the question.) Lastly, his campaign this year wasn't at all of good quality. The advertisements flashing on our TV screens were transparent tactics and propganda. All he did was attempt to make the Unions look displeasing. Make your enemy look bad. It's the oldest trick in the book. Rudd's campaign on the contrary was very clever.

Needless to say, I am quite saddened to see him go. I've always been a Liberal supporter, to the point that I've briefly considered joining the MySpace group (That King's boy had NOTHING to dow with it Lorraine! ok, may be just a little.) An era has really and finally reached at its completion. I've grown up seeing that man on my TV screen since I was four, and to think that after 33 years of occupying the Benelong seat, he's been alas out-voted. I'll well, miss him, and to be honest I don't think Peter Costello would have done a bad job either. He's been an exceptional treasurer.

Ah, no more jokes on Rove.

Farewell Mr. Howard, and thank you.

LABOUR

Firstly I would like to congratulate Mr. Rudd on his "Emphatic" Victory. He had a simple and clever campaign that did appeal to the greater population greatly. During his acceptance speech, and first speech as the Prime Minister of this country Rudd stated that this was the time for many people to not vote Liberal. I would have been one of them, had I been eligible to vote. Three more years! I have always been partial to Liberal, yet this time I've been swaying towards Labour.

I appreciate and am appealed to what he offers and I think I'm somewhat welcome to change this time. I am very curious to see what Rudd does with this country. JUST DON'T F*CK UP OUR ECONOMY!! Now that I've got that off my chest, I am ready to welcome this new government and their "fresh ideas." I like Rudd because he's alas going to actually confront global warming and water. He promises to be a Prime Minister for EVERY Australian. Wheteher or not he apoligises to the Indingenous Population of Australia remains to be seen, however. If he does make a formal apology to the Aboriginal population, they're going to be demanding compensation which is why Howard didn't apologise. Maybe Rudd can pull something clever and bypass that for the good of the greater economy.

Rudd also appeals to the everyday Jo Blow from down the road. I believe that, that whole strip club thing didn't ruin his reputation or standing amongst Australians, yet enhanced it. That may sound bizarre, yet take this into consideration - he suddenly has become so much more down to earth because of it. The fact that he speaks fluent mandarin is another perk although I wasn't seduced by that. Every one think he's cool because he can speak mandarin however I am more attracted to the fact that he was a former diplomat - therefore I am not too concerned with the future state of our foreign affairs. I'm only interested in where our relationship with the Unites States will go. Whatever will happen to the buddy-buddy friendship of Johnnie and Georgie?

I look forward with much anticipation towards the future of politics. Tim is wholly Liberal and compares the situation to an athlete who is at their peak and winning constant gold medals, suddenly taking drugs. However, I perceive it more as an athlete who is at their peak and winning constant gold medals and being trained by a new coach. Australia is under new management. It's much like 'Remember the Titans.' Coach Yoates was a brilliant and exceptional coach who cultivated the TC. Williams football team into greatness. However when Coach Boone takes the reigns, it is with reluctance and recalcitrance. No one wants him there - yet look at the possibilities. The Titans achieved perfection.

Hopefully, Kevin Rudd will be our Coach Boone.

JUST DON'T SCREW OUR ECONOMY.

I'm placing my faith in you Mr. Kevin Rudd. Please don't disappoint me.

GOOD LUCK! I WISH YOU THE VERY BEST!

Quoting the some of the last words of John Howard: "This is a great democracy"

these are my thoughts for now.

Until next time -

- deeh. xox.

P.S LOL didn't you all laugh when Howard had to keep saying "Please, please, please, please" LOL. Aw. Gosh. No more eyebrow jokes.

Egao! (Smile!)

This was meant to be posted yesterday (Friday 23rd) yet my internet once again was being a pain in the neck, so instead I saved it on a word doc. to post here and now. So here we go:

I'm smiling and I don't know why.

I feel very content right now. I'm still experiencing the slight disbelief of the Straight-A's on my report. I guess I have received my retribution. AT LAST. I swear I worked my ass off, and I guess it's paying off. :D That and the power of music is extremely efficacious. I've had 'Dancing in the Moonglight' in my head for the past three days and I DON'T WANT it to go away, I want it to stay. It's my feel good song, so much to the point that I no longer swear as I wake up or vociferate som derogatory comment about the mundanities of life. Usually something like "Another day in the horrid mundane" or, "Damn I don't want to wake up/ I'm stressed" or more commonly: "My life is a voluminous pile of shit"

For the past few days, I've awoken, smiling. Or happy/content as it were. Listen to 'dancing in the moonlight' every morning and I'm happy. I was HUMMING in MATHS. IN MATHS. I was humming and smiling to myself IN MATHS. LIKE WHOA. I was even answering the questions and everything. Ah the power of music and toploader. It brings me to such a jovial place.

Complications with the opposite sex (aka boy problems) seem so trivial right now. I'm finally returning to reading, playing piano/guitar and writing because I want to write. THIS is who I am. It's great and although I am behind in English, I have time to catch up. I can do this. :D I'm listening to DITM right now, I feel so elated. aaaah.

LOL Dyz, you are my Asian Adonis magnet!!! And yet could you be more obvious!!? I swear so there we are on Wednesday traipsing across over to Westpoint from the Btown station and I see The Asian Adonis' best friend (we went to primary school together, I think he thought of himself as superior to me in some way. He was always that HK gangsta type - my apologies, I digress. Anyway!)so I witness him walking and I bow my head as I usually do when I walk, and we pass. All of a sudden I look up and there he is behind his friend breezing across, gliding above the bitumen like the Adonis-like supernaturally aesthetic being that he is. The shock caused my mind to lapse for about a second before I actually waved and said hi. To which he reciprocated of course. Or it kinda happened at the same time I don't know. According to Dyanne, he said hi first.

See? See? See what I'm reduced to? A babbling, bumbling, incoherent... ponce! There I was sitting with my sushi and Gloria Jeans going: "Did he seriously say hi first?" Urgh. deeh. SERIOUSLY. Thank you Dyanne for not whacking me over the head at that brief moment of feverish girlishness.

Anyhoo, as soon as I said hi - there you go Dyz snickering loudly as though you were Fred and George doing a number on Umbridge. Wait weird. Harry Potter references lol. Talk about obvious. The end of year ten has got me all ferhoodled, as the Amish say. Mark called us psychotic because we ran after traffic light buttons like children. Yes. I haven't done that since, like, year eight dude.

I love Jodi Picoult so much! If someone gets me one of her books for Christmas I would love them forever. It's somewhat reinforcing my desire to becoming a lawyer. I've just completed reading Plain Truth, it was brilliant and intriguing, especially when she delved in to Amish life with such an intricate detail.

I will go soon, I'm really tired. Today I went random and decided planning how to do my make up for the formal??? LOL. I've got about 4 shades of eyeshadow on, along with blue mascara and blue eyeliner. I personally think it looks awesome, as I chose colours that would specifically match my multi-tonal dress.

I'll go now. Thanks for your time.

until next time -

- deeh xox.

P.S I can play 'Only Hope' on piano now!

Last week and Pics from the Awesome-o party!!

My apoligies for not uploading!!! There's some photos from Lana's awesomeo party last week in my...ahem... compromising attire...Anyhoo, this was a post I intended to make last week but didn't have the time to upload it, let alone even finish it. Yet I wrote it last Saturday and I thought it would be an injustice to my peace of my mind if I excluded it. Besides, some very significant non-academic related matters transpired last week. So here's a post I wrote last Saturday, but had saved on a Word file in my computer:

Hello dear blogger, my apologies for not completing school certificate day 3/3 my internet was suffering severe dysfunctional complications and therefore blogging wasn’t an option. On that day, in a nutshell, school, party (watermelon and Tim Tams! Odd and apparently ‘orgasmic’ amalgamation of Nutella and rice crackers?) Computer skills exam - TEDIOUS!

The only significant events of the second half of this week happened beginning yesterday: Friday. It began with Dyanne, my lovely Dyanne catching the bus with me home. I thought to myself, how funny and unbelievably IRONIC would it be if the Asian Adonis made an appearance when she was with me. Now you must consider this piece of information: I haven’t seen him in 7 weeks. 7, so I resigned myself to the likely possibility that I wouldn’t see him much again, and communication between us would be scarce (ergo nothing between us will happen). Seven weeks. Yet funnily enough, yesterday, that day when I was going home to take a shower and slip on my cat woman outfit – my tight, leather pants. (URGH!) THAT DAY OF ALL DAYS, when Dyanne would be with me,

He came.

OH MY GOSH! The irony of such a coincidence. He is soooooooooo preeettttyyyy.......
This may sound odd, but I want to touch his hair. He’s got pantene add hair.

That's what I got up to. Pathetic. I became distracted thinking about his hair.

Urgh. deeh. Come on. Scroll back up for today's post.

School Certificate Day 2/3

What was that? Honestly the teachers gear you up and hype you up for nothing. The test was basic. What was I concerned about? Now I don't mean to be blase about the whole situation, but I guess I was expecting a little more. I was panicking about the maths exam previously, yet as I was completeing it I found myself wondering if this was seriously it. I'm very glad though.

You could tell I was suffering some form of paranoia before I entered the examination centre, evident by the fact that I was the only person in the whole grade that brought 3 calculators just in case they fail me. I didn't even need it that much and they never died. My maths teacher was laughing at me and my abundance in calculators. He had to check them before we entered the centre and when he had to check all three he was like: "Jeez, you got enough?" and other teachers were commenting "Wow, you're prepared for a breakdown" To which I laughed at as I walked through the door. It amazing though that brief moment dispelled all my stress. Clever man, he is, even though it was unintentional. Anyway, what was really funny was that Jelly saw me laugh as I enter the examination room and she became flustered thinking "How can she be laughing at a time like this?" Yes, right before a maths exam, I've never done that before.

I don't know, I should be feeling relieved but I don't think it has "hit" me yet. My school cert is almost over. I don't know what I feel, but I know for certain that there's no more dead weight of the need to study lingering over my mind. I only have the computer exam to do tomorrow - who needs to study for that?

I'm a little conflicted about Lana'as party on Friday...hmmm... well, you see. I have now completed my catwoman outfit. I mean it's exciting to dress up and all but I will somewhat resemble a prostitute in what I'm wearing so I will utilise my large jacket and a change of clothes. I'm not going to spend the entire night in that and then have my dad pick me up and see me in that!! NOOO WAY. The shirt isn't slutty or anything, it's just that - those faux leather pants are so tight! They cling to every curve. I can only be thankful that it's black so nothing is really obvious. But of course black is a very provocative colour. Especially with black boots on...eheh...oh goodness, I can't believe I'll be walking out of the house in that get up. Yet with my long tweed jacket of course. There is now way I'm going out of the house in... that... by itself. Tria said that the cat ears are kinky! They're not meant to be kinky! I don't want to look more like a beacon of fornication that I already do! Oh no...

LORRAINE. YOU HAD BETTER FEEL LOVED. I'M ONLY GOING LIKE THIS BECAUSE I LOVE YOU AND YOU WANT TO SEE THOSE LEATHER PANTS.

*shudder*

You know what. I think I might just go watch a movie. Yeah it's 10:20. I'll watch half of it and get to sleep early. Goodness knows I need it. Sigh. Now all I have to worry about is English...I need additional material!! Where am I going to get my second one??? Oh no!

K don't worry about it now.

Relax. Enjoy. Smile.

I've taken too much of your time, I'm afraid.

Thank you my loves, and until next time -

- deeh xox

School Certificate Day 1/3

This was meant to be yesterday's post, but my internet connectivity was fluctuating and I guess it didn't come through. It's a good thing I have it saved on my computer.

Yesterday's post:

Haaaaaaaaaaaah. Inhale. Exhale. Sigh.

Today was pretty good, I must say. The English paper was easy, the science wasn't hard, but I didn't have any qualms with it. It was alright. I wasn't very fond of the procedures though. They ticked me off quite a bit.

This isn't segue, but I want to say this. Hey Raz? I know this may sound incredibly inconsiderate, and I must apologise for asking this: Who are you? I'm sorry, it's just that I wish to thank you for your comment properly. Your comment was very uplifting and placed in a very enlightened mood. "Sisters before misters" Thanks! :D I know what you mean about me placing so much emphasis on academics. I guess it is because it's what I've established myself to be. I've always been known as "the smart girl" never really anything else. That has been my label, my identity amongst my social life. My friends do tell me time and time again that there is more to life and I do apparently have more things going for me, but I guess I don't listen much??

Actually, those question marks aren't needed. I know exactly why I don't seem to listen. It's just that I've seen so many intelligent people become snobbish, arrogant and condescending. THAT is one of my greatest fears. I acknowledge my intelligence but I don't want to acknowledge anything else because I don't want to seem arrogant or condescending. I hate the way people think that they're all that. The day I become up myself is the day I... I don't know, it's the day I lose myself.

Yet I know I must acknowledge the balance between respecting oneself and being conceited. I'm still trying to come to terms with that. Initially it was almost difficult for me to proclaim "He'll know what he's missing out on!" So openly because I didn't want to seem so conceited or "luvo."

I guess I place so much emphasis on what other people think of me because I don't trust myself to recognise changes within myself. I don't want to be arrogant. If I ever do seem arrogant, please someone tell me.

Oh and I'm sorry if I scared anyone with that slashing wrists comment. It's not an issue that should be treated so frivolously, forgive me. I watched 'click' the other day and the character of David Hasselhoff, said that line and it stuck with me. I guess because I know what it's like. I don't do it anymore (although it wasn't my wrists). Don't worry. I've been to counselling and the whole she-bang which allows me to speak of the issue so openly. I'm fine with discussing it and I'm never treading that dark and lonely path anymore. Never again. Thank you very much, again Raz. Really, I'm quite curious now, who are you?

Hmm, my corner of obsessions blog. Dark times, dark times. I don't blog there anymore, as I have closed that chapter of my life.

I should go now and study for math, geo and history. Those are the subjects I am most concerned about. Wish me luck! :D OH! My mum agreed to allow me to colour my hair when I cut it! I'm so excited! I haven't done something as that drastic to my hair in four years. I'm anticipate it very eagerly.

I'm so bummed that I won't be able to attend the Youth Mass! I'm in the choir and I was so stoked that I'd be able to read the scripture! I wanted to do it so bad! But we're going to Melbourne, that will be fun though. A bittersweet resolution, I guess.

OK! MUST STUDY! MUST STUDY!

Getting pumped. Not about maths though. Meh, whatever it must be done. After tomorrow I will be sick with relief.

kk study deeh.

Oh wait! Yeah. LOL, when Lorraine, Jess and Bianca heard about hip-boy's "I'm a playa kind-of guy" comment, their simultaneous reaction was "WHERE DOES HE LIVE!" I love my friends. They're so funny. Jess thinks he's absolutely not suited for me, lol. Honestly I want to remove my resentment, I'm still a little miffed but I don't want to be. I want to move on. I want to be passed this. I want to be comfortable with him (well I obviously was last weekend! lol) there is some tension between us. I just want things to return to normal. No more hard feelings. I want to smile! :D

Ok. Time to study! Ah so many things on my mind.

Until next time, my loves -

- deeh xox. :D

School Certificate.

The English paper is AN ABSOLUTE TRAVESTY.

TRAVESTY.

A LAUGHABLE TRAVESTY. I ventured off to the bored, ahem sorry - BOARD of studies website to do practice English papers. Um, hello? Why is that multiple choice so bloody simple! That's basic comprehension! That isn't an English exam. That's a laughable travesty. We're not simpletons you jackasses! I must digress. I'm used to writing an average of 18 pages per exam, so I'm alright with that. Maybe I should just concentrate on the writing task. I should study, I can't be acquiring deplorable habits now. I'm doing my English HSC next year!

OK. I'm over it.

What I'm not over though is my parents. They full put all this pressure on me to study and do well, and just when I'm at the point of degrading my health to do so they turn around and be concerned. Oh yeah. RIGHT. My school cert is in less than two fucking days, they say they're concerned about me and my future - THEY DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT MY SCHOOL CERT WAS ON! "Oh already?" Yes already! So instead of studying, what do I spend my weekend doing?? Cleaning the bloody house! She cleaned my room. NO ONE TOUCHES MY ROOM. NO ONE. I don't know how many times I have to stress this to them. NO ONE. I swear and now that she completely rearranged the contents of my room, I have no idea where all my study notes have gone, or the passed papers I have or my study book! THANKS. GREAT HELP. I'll go to the bathroom and slash my wrists! GOSH!

Thanks for helping me study for my school certificate! Like hell I'm going to write all those notes up again. That took me over a week. LIKE HELL. Jeez, now I have to spen even more time looking for them. What a waste.

On to other matters. I'm kind of getting over hip-boy now. I need to move on with my life, focus on things that distract me. AKA. School Cert, formal and buying a top for my catwoman outfit. Man I got close to actually getting somewhere. Ah well. There's always one's imagination. I wouldn't be a teenager if I didn't engage in some unscrupulous activity.

I don't know, can't think of anything else to write. If there's a female version of "bros before hoes" then someone please tell me.

SHIMATTA! NEMURI DAYO!

Don't know what else to write. I'll catch ya later.

Until next time -

- deeh. xox

PS. I'LL MAKE HIM SEE WHAT HE'S MISISNG OUT ON!!!!! LOL. I'm not gonna be depressed about this, honestly. Independent women!! :D