December 2008
“Let’s get these teen hearts beating faster, faster”
– Lying is the Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off, Panic At the Disco
Wish me luck.
Okay, so I’m kind of having a fit here. A couple of days ago I decided to listen to my PATD Live in Chicago CD. Only problem was that when I took it out of the case (for the first time) I found glue along the edge.
I freaked the hell out. I still am, after sucking it up and looking for a solution on the internet. I think ignorance is bliss, because NO ONE AGREES ON A SOLUTION.
I’ve...
Final year of high school.
It really just hit me this morning. The circumstances weren’t really fit for an epiphany that actually had me reeling back into my pillows -I was in bed at seven, like most normal people. (The only difference is that I was going to sleep instead of waking up.)
Next year will be my final year in a structured environment, with faces and teachers I’m familiar with. Last year with a...
Go. Now.
Trouble
Listen Listen Listen.
Please? :)
New Years Plans.
Eat as much lecheflan without getting sick. This is a tradition in my house - and lecheflan is not to be reckoned with.
Watch the fireworks in the lounge while waving my fairy wand and wearing my paper tiara.
Have a countdown on the Internet with my friends (if it’s working, that is; if not, there’s always texting and the phone lines).
First movie of 2009? Moulin Rouge! of course....
Whyyyyy?!
Kiss Kiss and The Gay Blades will be touring together in January.
Why do I live in Australia? :’(
Oh well, at least Kiss Kiss’s album will be out in February. It had better be out here, too. That’s all I can say…
“Your picture speaks on this time
Eyelash wishes”
– Eyelash Wishes, The All-American Rejects
I have half a mind to start my countdown(s) to the concert(s) I’ll be lucky enough to attend next year. I can’t wait to see these guys!
Slightly insane.
Dear Tumblog,
This is not going to be easy to say, especially since you’ve been my confidant and virtual friend for a majority of this year. I’ve rambled, I’ve ranted, I’ve posted pictures and Postsecret postcards, MP3s of songs I adore and almost insane chats from my real-world friends. I’ve followed people, and praised you when talking about you.
But now, I think...
Boxing day madness.
I hope everyone enjoyed their Christmas. Despite troubles, in the end everything will all come together (if it isn’t together, it isn’t the end yet) as it did for me. Especially when we encountered someone we hadn’t seen in a decade! (Yeeaaah Uncle Alex! Get off your boat more often!)
Now, I don’t usually get a lot for Christmas (basically because I’m the hardest...
“There’s kids kissin’ on the corner
By the streetlight
They...”
– Stay A While, Backseat Goodbye
The only time I visit MySpace is to check up on Chad and his music. I adore this song. It’s always guaranteed to put a smile on my face.
I got an O in my Potions OWL
Okay, so I own a Nintendo DS. Love of my life for awhile, until I realised that the games I have are utter shit. For now, I’m picking on the Order of the Phoenix game.
How goddamn big is Hogwarts? It’s taken me ten minutes to find Dean in the library. And why is Ron/Hermione always in my way? And how come the duels go for so loooong? And what’s with the ridiculous mini-games?...
Carols.
My opinion: the ones that talk about a “traditional holiday” should be rewritten for Australians. I mean - “walking in a winter wonderland” is not really applicable for our climate (unless climate change gets out of hand, God forbid). Otherwise, they’re all right. Even catchy (Sleigh Ride is one of my favourites, despite there not being a need for sleighs).
This...
“Breaking both my hands
Breaking both my hands
Telling me to
Take it like a...”
– The Great Escape, We Are Scientists.
What is it with WAS songs becoming my most played song in iTunes? First After Hours, then Inaction, now it’s this ditty. I consider myself addicted.
Tapioca pudding.
Ew.
That is all.
Here's hoping for a Christmas miracle.
Okay, so Starcom didn’t investigate fully. My laptop’s hard drive is fully intact - the catch is that some sort of ribbon or cord has been severed. If they manage to fix it, I’d get everything I lost back. If not…
Well, like the title says, here’s hoping for a miracle. It won’t be ready until they identify the actual problem. Good luck, boys! All that computer...
The car broke down.
We crashed it again and again and again.
There is hours until the Muppets song I posted earlier will be relevant (that sounded like a very awkward sentence; no matter). I’m apathetic, but that may be because I’ve got to battle the Chrissy Eve crowds to get two more presents. I think that’s a normal reaction to that realisation.
At the very least I can have PATD stuck in my...
Take that, human race! [Squeak!] →
Fer sure.
I forgot that The Medic Droid broke up. Hmm.
Couldn’t resist the title. Sorry.
One More Sleep Till Christmas, A Muppet’s...
Merry Christmas. Don't hate me. →
He. Hehe. Hehehe…
*Falls into fit of laughter*
Even after like, five years, I’m still in love with this. SNAAAAAPE! SNAAAAAPE! OH, IT’S A SNAAAAAPE!
“Please accept, with no obligation, implied or implicit, my best wishes for an...”
– The “politically correct” Christmas email.
The legal student in my laughed my head off, then sobered up. I’ve never been one for politically correctness. I’d prefer to say what I want, when I want, despite the high chance of me offending someone. I miss “Baa Baa Black...
Never gonna GIVE YOU UP *points violently in the...
dontletgo:
1. http://tomatofactory.tumblr.com/post/62156209/katiecropper-lee-tony-this-is-for-you-holy
2. “Watch this video of Kid Rock’s single”
A Very Specky Christmas, ABC, 21/12/2008
As much as I love these above mentioned medias…something about these links makes me want to gnaw their eyes out and replace them with m’ms.
Thoughts anyone?
Agreed, Ms. K. Except, maybe we could...
YAAAAAAY!
I got my package! I got my package! I got my package!
I’m debating whether to wrap it up and put it under the tree, or open it. It is part of my Christmas present, after all…
Okay, I half opened it before I thought about the above options. I screamed when I shaw Shaant’s face (and let me tell you, it was not a happy scream). I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting it.
Feet hangover.
You know how you get hangovers from drinking too much?
My feet feel hungover because of the heels I wore last night. I’m not even sure if it’s possible, but it sure feels like it. I need to work on walking in high heels more, especially those deathtraps my mother bought for me while she was in the Philippines.
(Postsecret will be scanned… as soon as I figure out this scanner....
Here goes nothing.
Hay Diet. I’m trying it for a period of time (to be determined later) because Dad’s been doing it (and he’s looking healthier), and I’m reading a book about the topic (which is very interesting) and I’m curious.
Wish me luck, I’m going to be so cranky by the end of this… (Bye bye peanut butter, my comfort food and friend.) This is going to be my chronicle...
Nothing fake about the snow in Las Vegas... →
I admit I freaked out when reading about this in my local newspaper. I mean, LV is practically a desert (correct me if I’m wrong). When the meteorologist said it [snow] was “not unknown” to the Las Vegas valley I chilled out.
God I’m not punny at all, am I?
O.P.
O.P. O.P. O.P. O.P. AH AH AH AH!
Below a ten would be perfect. After all, they don’t have a TAFE for wannabe psychologists!
Since when was there a CSI: Las Vegas? I see a normal, a Miami and something else that’s not coming to me… But LV? Since freaking when?
Ugh, I am so out of it when it comes to TV.
Sway, The Perishers [From album Let There Be...
Going quietly mad.
See the Sliding Doors reference? Learn to love it like I have.
Anyway, just a uber-condensed-mini-rant that will most certainly disjointed and make no sense to anyone whatsoever:
STOP MAKING REFERENCES TO THINGS I’M TRYING TO FORGET! YOU’RE NOT MAKING IT ANY EASIER!
Thank you for putting up with me.
Consider yourself investigated.
I love Track 0. It’s official: Folie a Deux is pure awesomesauce.
I did promise, didn't I?
Okay, here’s the sitch: they weren’t texts per say. They were some sort of messages sent to remind me of something. Of what, I have no idea, and there’s only three worth posting as the fourth was illegible.
Number one
I hve an irrational fear of being deafened by mosquitos. I’m not sure where this came from, but I’m terrified by the thought of a mozzie flying into...
Can I get a hallelujah?
“In two to three working days,” the nice repair man told me from Starcom computers. “You’ll get your laptop back in two to three working days.”
Okay, so the hard drive is totally fucked, and I’ve lost all my crap (oh my God, it’s just hitting me - over 2500 songs, more pictures than you can poke a stick at, all of my documents, gone for good) but Jwalk...
I must've gotten lonely.
I didn’t think it was possible but I’ve texted myself what seems to be four times - all from four AM in the morning.
I shall post these… intriguing messages once I’ve gotten on a computer that doesn’t whine at me. (Okay, so it’s my brother who is whining at me, but he’s at one with his computer. He should just get married to it already.)
Track 0.
Will be investigating sooner rather than later.
Shudder.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MINOR SPAZ ATTACK!
No! NO! NO NONONO! Don’t do that! Don’t ruin it! Noooooo! My braaaaain… Melting, melting… oh, what a world…
Haha, I love my ability to quote Wizard of Oz while distressed.
Also - how did Short Stack beat out The Getaway Plan, let alone The Living End? I’ve had a permanent WTF look on my face whenever I flick over to...
Anger, thy name is Lydia.
Things I have found myself angry over in the past three hours:
Ads. No, I don’t really care about the Go Duster. I’d much rather watch The Nanny, if it’s all the same to you. I have a certain amount of TV time allocated to me, and you’re wasting it.
The spaghetti cat in I Don’t Care. I am at loath to say this, but I seriously DO NOT CARE about the cat or its...
Posturepedic my butt.
Last night (okay, early this morning) I was thinking about what would be on my annual “Best of”/”Worst of” lists this year, and I was alarmed to realise that I don’t remember anything that happened before August. I had to rely on my diary to remember things that happened.
My memory sure sucks, doesn’t it?
Musical differences, schmusical differences.
So one of you raps, and the other rocks out. You don’t have to diss each other publicly and encourage disdain and alienation between fans of each of/both genres. It only succeeds in making you lose fans and look stupid in the public eye - something you probably aren’t looking to do in the long and short runs.
Lord. And I thought I was being childish in my earlier rant (which I...
Initial thoughts.
Topic: Folie a Deux, Fall Out Boy
Initial thoughts: one word comes to mind: fabutatisc. Since my first listening was interrupted, I started again today and it is definitely better when you’re fully awake to appreciate everything from the harmonies to the arrangements of the strings and horns. I caught myself with an ear-to-ear grin when listening to everything, laughing delightedly (yes,...
Are you TRYING to kill me?
Life would be so much easier if I didn’t have to hate you. I’d be happier, I’d be watching my TV show and I’d have a less dangerous blood pressure reading (which has been dangerously high since I’ve started recording it). You can’t stop being a whiny little so-and-so, always the freaking diva and whinger, always getting your way.
Guess what? I’ll always...
“Computers? That’s not really my area.”
– Moss, The I.T. Crowd
If you watch the show, you’d understand why I’m currently laughing my head off.
iTunes woes.
I’m still not used to Dad’s iTunes. It’s all full of Andre Rieu, Michael Buble (and Panic At the Disco, teehee). And it’s all… Windows-y. I miss the little circles in the upper left hand corner. I also miss my purchases. :(
I want to work in a bookstore one day, if only to...
I went to my local Angus & Robertson today, needing a new book to keep me occupied. (I picked up A Clockwork Orange because my recording of the movie went to shit.) I never normally talk to salespeople unless they approach me first, so I boldly (so I thought) went up to the front counter and asked if they had Chuck Palahniuk novels (namely Invisible Monsters, but I wasn’t fussy).
You...
“If you want to play, play.”
– Kyle, Kyle XY (Does Kyle Dream of Electric Fish?)
Love this show. Love playing the piano. I actually paused this bit, rewound it around three times and watched it, a silly grin on my face.
I'm so excited.
I have music to sing me to sleep tonight.
These headphones are broken so all I can hear are the harmonies. (Which are absolutely beautiful, take my word for it.)
My won giraffe is in my lap. He hasn’t left my side all day.
I’m going driving tomorrow. Terrifying, but true.
My sleeping patterns are quasi-normal once again.
I’m full-on writing again.
Life is awesomesauce.