On Wednesday Caitlin, Jen and I got together and pretty much wreaked havoc in Sydney. It was cold and wet [first time since 1993 that Sydney has had 12 days straight of rain] and so we flitted from store to store, trying to keep ourselves entertained. We went to the State Library, Just Jeans, the Lindt Cafe for quite possible the nicest hot chocolate ever, and the major Dymocks store where we terrified some poor kid. He was literally running away from us.

We are proof that being twenty does not mean you can't still have fun.

Photo evidence under the cut.

( three muskateers )

Today was the last time I will see Jen for three weeks. Sadface. She is heading to South Africa for two weeks. But Caitlin and I will frollick without her.

Much money was spent today buying some nice items: On Chesil Beach by Ian McEwan, a $5 calendar, a bag for uni and a hoodie. The last two items are my favourites.

The bag is big, soft and furry. Perfect for winter and uni!


The hoodie is by Black Friday and is actually a guy's hoodie. But it's just so awesome.


I'm having such sexually frustrating dreams lately; that is when I'm not being chased by zombies. They're not even explicit or anything, they're just... frustrating!!! Not even my dream-self is getting any dammit! The themes range from leather jacket wearing guardian angels who watch me sleep to vampire lover to flirting with a guy at work. My brain is clearly over stimulated lately.

Though I do prefer those dreams to the zombie ones. I think mum will have me commited if she wakes up one more time due to me screaming down the hall and locking myself in the bathroom.

The past 5 days have been the best of my life!!! I would do it all again in a heartbeat.

[Jen and I before flying to Brisbane on Wednesday - note how undishevelled we were then]


The Sydney show was fantastic. Didn't end up at the front thanks to people pushing in, but had an awesome time anyway. The band was having so much fun on stage it was impossible not to.

Despite not getting to the front, I loved lining up. It's so much fun. One of the best bits was Mini Gee. There was this kid walking around who looked like Gerard if High School Gerard melded with Adult Gerard. Seriously. He was wearing the black suit, velvet blazer and red tie. It was amazing. I took a stalker photo of him lol.



Had to get up UBER early to fly to Melbourne on Saturday. Got to airport at 6am, flight was at 7am. Jen and I got coffee and went and sat at our terminal. For over half an hour I sat there looking at our boarding time, out the window at the lack of plane, at the seats around us for the lack of passengers and at the gate at the lack of staff. It wasn't until 6:50am that it clicked that we weren't at the right gate. We freaked out cos our plane was at the other end of the terminal and the board said "FLIGHT CLOSED" but we made it. Laughed afterwards.

Spent 8:30am to 3pm at Melbourne airport waiting for the guys to fly in. Caitlin, Jen and I went utterly insane. Got mesmerised by toy plane circling the ceiling and kept singing the Badger Song and laughing our heads off. We were still shouting mushroom mushroom! when the guys arrived.

We believe they missed their original flight cos crew arrived 2 hours earlier and when the guys got there they couldn't stop. Gerard said hi and I nearly got tackled by a security person yelling at me that they were late. Frank apologised to me and his eyes were so sincere it broke my heart. It was as if he was trying to talk to me through his eyes. Oh and I also passively smoked Frank's cigarette.

Part 4 to come later. It's the best part. Now, I need sleep.

[P.S. this is the shower we had in Brisbane. It's literally the floor of the bathroom o.O]

I am currently battling with myself to not just give up and hand in a half-completed essay. I'm halfway through the word count but I've run out of things to say. This topic is impossible to legitimately write 3000 words on, with the main issue being the campaign is only 6 months old so nothing has happened yet and thus no resources to write on. o.O

So at the moment I am quite envious of Tux's cube. I want a cube that I can just curl up in and be safe from essays and cold and general nasties. His cube rocks.


And I'm not cutting it cos it's just too darn cute.

But I will put my handful of Halloween pictures behind a cut. They are small so won't attack dial up.

( We be sexy bitches in capes )

Seriously. Capes should be everyday apparel. They are really sexy and quite good insulators. It was freezing but we weren't cold.

My muscles ache. Being a tourist disagrees with my body.

Tuesday I showed Caitlin my uni and we walked to Darling Harbour. We checked out the Chinese Gardens which are so beautiful. Caught the monorail around to Pitt St and went to Kings Comics to get Umbrella Academy 1. It's sooooo funny. *loves* Gerard is a lunatic in the most endearing way.

Speaking of, 7 weeks and 6 days until My Chemical Holiday!!! Wooh!!!

Yesterday we went into Penrith and saw the Bourne Ultimatum. Good movie. Cooked vegetarian risotto for dinner.

Today I have work but we will make muffins before I leave.

So far, Caitlin has seen emus near my house, been woken up by Kookaburras and attacked by two different spiders including a huntsman. Welcome to Australia!

Pic of us at Chinese Gardens:



I'm starting to really dread going back to uni. The only good thing I had was Jen in my classes but she's not in any this semester and now that I've had two weeks off I just really don't want to go back. Sigh. Not to mention the assignment stress that's occuring.

I've been on such an eating binge lately. I can't stop eating anything and everything from cookies to Corn Thins.

I got my hair done today and it looks fantastic!!! I have hot hair!!! A different hairdresser did it and she put effort into it so the blonde bits are a nice white colour and the cut is much better. She thinned it out and layered it and I'm just floating in a big bubble of glee.

( pics as usual )

It looks even better than in the photos, I'm not very photogenic.

Tomorrow Jen and I are seeing Fall Out Boy and Jack's Mannequin perform. Will be my third FOB show this year, which is pretty good considering this is the first year they've been to Australia. I'm really excited to be seeing Jack's Mannequin, I really love their music.

I'm struggling to be creative at the moment and it fucking sucks. Mutters.

I've probably mentioned it before, but The Middle - Jimmy Eat World is my theme song. Tiny Dancer may be my dream, but The Middle is my theme song. I have an overwhelming love for that song, ever since the first time I heard it years and years ago.

It was the first hint of my true style, my true self. Which, sadly, I only really realised and embraced in the past year. But since then I've never been happier. This year has been the greatest of my life.

But one day I'd just truly love to have a guy flash me his crooked smile and say, "Hey, don't write yourself off yet. It's only in your head you feel left out or looked down on. Just try your best, try everything you can and don't you worry what they tell themselves when you're away. It just takes some time little girl. You're in the middle of the ride - everything will be just fine, everything will be alright. You know they're all the same. You know you're doing better on your own, so don't buy in. You live right now - just be yourself. It doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else."

That would be amazing. And it will happen, one day. I just gotta enjoy the ride =)


That comic strip reminds me of Gerard's halloween costume so badly. Dominatrix ftw

My dad fails at fatherhood. Today is Father's Day in the land of Oz, and after going out of my way to buy him a decent present, gift card and paper [despite the fact I still have not received a birthday present], he calls to tell me he is sick and doesn't want to infect me. He says it's up to me if I still want to come over. I call back, deciding not to go over, and he then tries to guilt trip me! If you wanted me to come over why did you bring it up huh?

I fail at uni work. I have written one sentence for my feature story. Instead of working, I went to the shops. Something that I do not fail at is retail therapy. Here are some pics of my purchases, including a Stussy dress I bought last week.

( spending money is fuuuun )

I believe my sudden addiction to retail therapy stems from my new-found self-confidence. It is fantastic. For once, I love buying clothes. The next item on my hit list: Shoes. Lots and lots of shoes. Oh and some cute summer PJs. I am fed up with owning tacky Big W ones.

My improved self-esteem, combined with the warm weather, is also wreaking havoc on my hormones. They call spring 'mating season' for a reason, after all. I dare not listen to ...Revenge at the moment for fear of spontaneous combustion. Too much information, I know.

So I spoke to some people at the uni about changing courses, and it's much easier than I thought. I continue this semester as normal, and if I do change, I will still be able to graduate next November with Jen! It just means I have to do an extra subject for one semester.

I got a little bored this morning and took a couple of random pictures on my phone.

( oh i am such an artiste )

I am also waiting for a band called Bitchslap to email me back because that lesbian magazine that was looking for a music reviewer has asked me to do a profile on them. Coincidentally I saw this band play a few weeks ago. I am now glad I didn't tell them how good I thought they were because they might've thought I was hitting on them. Trust me to accidentally hit on a lesbian when I'm tipsy. I'm such a ladies gal =\

I'm just a teenage dirtbag baby, listen to Iron Maiden baby with me

[I always want to sing that to guys]

This has been a weekend of some glorious retail therapy. Today I got my new stereo off layby and splurged on some underwear :D

( pics under the cut )

I think I might change my uni course from Journalism to Writing and Cultural Studies. But I just don't know

Pros:
- I loathe my course
- Both are Communications degrees
- I will be able to focus on writing
- I won't have to try and get interviews

Cons:
- I will be at uni longer and won't graduate with Jen
- I am pretty sure I will have fucked up this semester and íf I withdraw now the subjects show on my record as fails
- I don't know what type of job I can get with it
- I might hate it too

Originally, I thought hey, I'm halfway through my journalism course, I should just stick it out and soon it will be over. But I am seriously struggling to find any joy in it. I was in tears earlier.

But god, the one thing I loved was that I am supposed to graduate next year. Next year! I can't fucking wait! If I change, I will be at uni at least a year longer.

I don't know.

My weekend has consisted predominantly of uni work and retail therapy. I seem to have been posessed by some sort of exceedingly studious demon, because my motivation and initiative for uni work has been borderline excessive. To the point where I will finish said work and then be at a loss with what to do with myself.

But uni work is boring. Retail therapy is not. I bought four items: A CD, a t-shirt, a pair of shoes, and even a dress.

( pics under the cut )

I am positive my new hairstyle has had a similar effect on me that Snake's hair had on Homer when he had it transplanted. Though instead of going on a murderous rampage, I have much more confidence. It suddenly dawned on me that I am a good deal more attractive than I believed I was for a very long time. I am initiating converstation with boys. And I am buying dresses. What is going on here?

Whatever it is, I like it.

Oops. I was meant to watch Wayne's World tonight but I got distracted by the internet. As usual lol.

As I got paid Thursday night, I went into the shops today [technically yesterday now] to celebrate with a Starbucks. Huzzah! In JB Hi Fi I had the guy I semi stalk find me a CD I wanted. Once our brief interaction ceased, I walked away trying not to giggle. Me + Guy = EPIC FAIL.

Anyway, I bought Hope You're Happy Now, the EP for the Aussie band The Follow. To all the Aussie's out there, I highly recommend picking up this CD. It's only $8.99 and they're quite good.

Plus I am shamelessly crushing on the lead singer despite the name Azaria lol. His voice has a Ville Valoesque quality.

( pretty half nekkid boy lies hurr )

I also ordered Say Anything [movie not band] on DVD. I have been dying to see this movie for so long. Cameron Crowe is a freaking genious. I simply love the way he incorporates music into his movies so perfectly.

Am contemplating buying a $267 stereo. Pro: It's sexy, plays mp3s, 5 CD stacker, small and the radio will not be evil like my current one. Cons: Besides an evil radio and the lack of mp3 playage, there's nothing wrong with my current stereo, I should conserve my money and I am *~supposed to be saving for a car. But this car just isn't fucking coming. I can save for a stereo on my current income but not a car.

And on that note I am heading off to bed. Tom is getting hyper with me being up. He is playing with the lead for the speakers and the left one keeps moving across the desk.

In my immense boredom and a shameless attempt to ignore other things that need to be written, I wrote a Haiku. It is dedicated to the closest thing to sex in my life: My Pop Tarts.

Chocolate fudge pop tarts
Heating in silver toaster
The taste is devine

No. I'm not insane at all. What gave you that impression?

Damn those Tim Tams and their clever advertising. For all the non-aussies, Tim Tams are like our famous biscuit. This is what their packaging looks like:



However, they have recently changed it so it no longer says Tim Tam, but little sayings like "Enjoy Me" or "Hide Me". There's a third but thankfully I can't remember it. I walked past a display of them a few days ago and today I ate an entire packet of Tim Tams. That advertisement had no effect on me whatsoever!

While I am in a random posting mood, I saw this today, and all I could think was "What... The... Fuck..." This pic is from the Gucci [or was it Chanel?] fashion show.



WHO THE FUCK WOULD WEAR THAT?!?!?!? Honestly! It looks like an oompa loompa is getting married! Does anybody actually BUY most the shit you see on a runway??? Not to mention it looks really itchy...

My life is extremely boring right now. It consists primarily of occasional work, bludging in pyjamas, starbucks hot chocolates with cream and sleeping.

I have a rather good pay coming in this Friday. After two months of approx $100/fortnight, I will be getting around $400. To celebrate, Jen and I are going to a punk club in the city. Tipsyness, raucous laughing and shameless star wars quoting will ensue.

I was also going to get my hair done, but when I spend 98% of my time at home, what is the point? Will wait until first week of August because:
a) I go back to uni
b) I will be seeing TAI in concert and if all goes to plan [insert evil cackle here] will also meet them. I mean, if the plan worked for My Chem, it should work for TAI.

Yes. I get my hair done for rock stars. It makes me feel better about myself ok? Back in January I refused to wash my hair for four days until the day of the My Chem concert cos I didn't want the colour to fade.

I feel like sharing some love:

( muh little bubbies )

Hahahaha oh the memories.

( blame the aliens )