OH MY WOW! I just uploaded the same set of photos to Flickr TWICE. I replied to a couple of emails TWICE. I went to Tea Indulgence and got a pineapple tea and it came with one for free so I drank that TWICE. And lucky me – apparently the last few songs I fell in love with I ALREADY HAD – meaning I fell in love with them all over again (which is a nice way of saying I did it TWICE.)
I’ve always known I like doubles – I mean I did adopt TWO cats. Then later when I was ready for more responsibility I adopted TWO dogs. I usually get dumped by two people at once (or TWICE) I double recipes almost all of the time. I sleep on a double bed (only in AUS though) and yeah – I accidentally bought the same pair of jeans twice as well. I thought they were different. They weren’t.
I blame the throat infection which I’ve had twice in a row for my latest mind voids.
Wait … you’ve had a throat infection twice in a row?? But doesn’t that just mean you’ve had it for a really long time?
Apparently I had like a strep throat infection and then WHILE I was recovering from my throat infection I got a throat VIRAL infection – leaving me sick with a husky voice TWICE!!! I have to sleep twice as much. I do homework 2222 times more slowly (which is twice of what would be twice the numeral two – oh forget it) and I am twice as lethargic as I would be on an ordinary lazy day (hence why I am NOT going to delete the doubles right now.)
Here’s the pics I uploaded TWICE – but lucky you – I’ve decided to only upload them ONCE to the blog. Oh and you can click on them if you want to see the full deal:
Oh and I know this is probably Too Much Info!! But I’ve been losing hair like TWICE as much since I got sick – maybe it was the antibiotics?? I don’t know but seriously GROSS!!! Like for real – I have long hair – we all know that stray strands of hair found here or there are one of the inconveniences of having – well – of having hair in general. Long hair makes it a little bit more noticeable. It’s part of life. But seriously – SO MUCH of my hair has been falling out I ALMOST took a picture to gross you all out. I can just imagine – you’d be like SSSSIIIIIIIICCCCCCCCKKKKKK. And I’d be like – yeah – tell me about it. My shower complains every day.
Ok since I’m TWICE as rottenly delightful as ever – I’ll stop here. Have a WONDERFUL whatever day you are on – I’ll be on Wednesday – maybe Thursday – or actually just if you’re not in Australia – just add a day – it’s easiest that way. And don’t worry – the world isn’t going to end tomorrow because I’m living tomorrow and yeah – the world is still around. :)
You should PROLLY listen to the song at the bottom of this post while you read this or not.
Hmm … I think a bullet point list ought to do. YAY!!! a LIST!!! Wahoo!!!
What does this picture say about me??
I love ketchup
I don’t just LOVE ketchup but I totally <3 HEART <3 it TOO!!! YAY!!!
Engineering CATASTROPHES kinda sorta bug me – kinda sorta in the way that I actually bother to take a picture of the catastrophe to post on my blog. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WASH MY HANDS IN WARM WATER WHEN MY ONLY OPTIONS ARE BURNING HOT AND ICY COLD??? And no it doesn’t work to try and lightning fast swing back and forth between the two. And even though the cold does feel pretty ok after SCORCHING your hand on BURNING HOT WATER – it doesn’t make it ok.
I attend the University of Sydney where these sinks are found.
I’m on pain pills for my back. What? you couldn’t tell that from the picture? OOOHHH. Well now – look again dear friend and you MAY just see that I got ON THE WRONG TRAIN today for the first time EVER because I’m a little YAYHAPPYDAY-DOTOODOOO space cadet. I discovered my error when I landed in a town I couldn’t pronounce in an area I couldn’t pronounce next to a guy whose name I SURELY couldn’t pronounce.
And the best part?? The pills don’t even really work! And thanks to the Dr. I went from a 6 on the Frowny Face scale to a whopping 8.8!!! He said “Can you move your head like this?” and then proceeded to move my head BEFORE I COULD REACT and then YOWSERS!! 8.8 on the Frowny Scale. The pill brought me back down to an 8 but I’d say a -0.8 reduction does NOT speak highly of the medicine.
oh and p.s. #3 has a new GF and – well – you ALL know what I won’t say right about now. But what I WILL say is that they look really cute together!! And it appears those french fries that #3 told me I wasn’t allowed to eat because he was afraid I’d PORK OUT have landed smack dab on his hips while all that extra alkeehall he drinks now that his partner drinks with him has landed squarely (or should I say roundly?) on his belly. HAHAHA! Karma’s a be-otch!
SNAP! I know I shouldn’t point fingers while I’m eating a bag of M&Ms – but seriously – you try being a space cadet while having EIGHT degrees of frown all up in your neck.
Violent Femmes – Blister in the Sun
omgosh – just KIDDING?? What is that?? it’s a foreign language!! Let’s try this one instead …
I can’t remember what song that title is from but no doubt it was a REALLY-HEAPS-SMART one. I can’t tell you why that line is running through my head either, prolly cuz it’s like this, it’s like that, it’s like this yo. And it’s THAT cool and only COOL stuff runs around this brain.
So tomorrow I am going to give a 5 minute presentation on DOG TREADMILLS. (don’t ask) I didn’t need to capitalize that but I DID because I’m running on like NO sleep and y’allz know when I don’t sleep I ONE – over-share and TWO – am _____ – umm – alrighty then glad we have that settled. Wait what settled? Look – I’m going to level with you here – there isn’t ONE WORD that describes my sleep-deprived state so the _____ will have to do.
I wish I had some great quote to go with this pic. You know something about roads and opportunities and BLAH BLAH BLAH. Hold on … maybe I can find one. HAHA! Just kidding – YEAH RIGHT! I have way too much homework to search for quotes. Instead I’ll tell you the funny magnet I read today.
Statistics show that those who have the most birthdays, live longest.
Ok so weekend recap – I met North Sydney’s son and he’s ADORABLE!!! Oh and his son LUVS me. AND I also become North Sydney’s new counselor – no seriously he actually calls me his counselor. WHAAAT? I’m choosing to take it as a compliment because the dude has THREE post graduate degrees in psychology and says I am the FIRST person who has been able to offer insightful advice on his dilemma. YAY FOR DAISY! Except – dang it! I used to have a crush on this dude – and now we are DEFINITELY just friends.
But THAT’S OK because there’s this OTHER DUDE who is super cool and I’ve been out with him a few times over the last couple weeks BUT it seems as soon as I decide I am interested in seeing a guy he loses interest (it’s my Karma because I do that to guys ALL OF THE TIME) – so we’ll see. But he SAID we’d do something this weekend?? so unless he is psychic he shouldn’t ACTUALLY know that I kinda think I could be diggin him YET and therefore I THINK maybe I have plans to see him, Who knows. But want to know WHY he has gotten to note-worthy/blog mentioning point?
HOW THE NEW DUDE GOT TO BLOG MENTION STATUS
In my “about me” blog post that I’m too lazy to link for you but it was like numero trois or so on the blog I said that I LUV LUV LUV kissing on elevators and forgetting to get off on your floor. Well Thursday when I went out with the new dude we were in an elevator and he TOTALLY had us stay on the elevator and NOT get off on our floor and then he kissed me instead. Can we say he scored double points for that? And then he spun me around and danced with me STILL IN THE ELEVATOR. Aw. [blush] And THAT is how the new dude landed himself a mention on my blog.
I almost didn’t post today. I have WAY TOO MUCH on my mind to channel it into a post. So I was going to just go M.I.A. for a day or two – BUT THEN!!! I felt compelled to write about my gratitude (on opposite day) for the beach bums in Bondi. Hip hip hooray!
I just heard one of them – a beach bum in Bondi – otherwise known as ”the DB walking down my street” – I just heard him – YELLING- in a VERY ANGRY and NOT NICE voice – a few choice words. Words I can’t repeat without washing my mouth out with soap. Naughty man who I will assume is ugly and mean.
A.D.D break - I was like so superduperbalooper in love with google chrome until I realized their spell check isn’t as spiffy. Likeit didn’t evn ctch all of these lovalee spelling typOOOs.
Anyway – He needs his wrist slapped (or his stomach punched) because HE IS SCREAMING THE F WORD ON MY QUIET LITTLE STREET!!! Rude!!! Ok so he’s angry – maybe he should buy a stress ball. Or maybe he should STOP AND THINK for a second before he SCREAMS THE F WORD AT 11:29 pm!!!
Aw – he probably just needs a REALLY big hug!!! YAY for hugs!!!
Ooh hey – another A.D.D. Break – Do you think you could spot a threat in an airport bag? Sadly I couldn’t … I scored a very pathetic 57%. Yikes! Good thing I don’t work for the airlines!! Test your own skillz here.
Ok so I WOULD have suggested that he take a deep breath and say the alphabet backwards to get a grip and cool down for a sec but considering I’ve already judged him so very harshly (ugly, rude and mean) – let’s go ahead and add onto it “stupid” and say he probably isn’t smart enough to do that. Oops! that wasn’t very nice. Ah – looks like Daisy needs a big hug TOO!
Umm – have you heard the song “Neopolitan Dreams” by Lisa Mitchell? I sent that song to CC-450 today. Have I mentioned him lately? I’m sure I haven’t. No no – I’m sure he never crosses my mind now that it’s been like a month since he suddenly stopped signing onto skype. And surely I’m not bitter at all. AT ALL. No no. ”You go on. I’ll be ok. I can dream the rest away. It’s just a little touch of fate – it’ll be ok… i don’t think you were ever really 100% in the room…”
Hearing him kind of makes me want to scream – but only on the inside because yelling swear words late at night on a quiet neighborhood street would be in poor taste. Oh btw – we’re talking about the DB walking down my street again. Anyway – I think I’ll just go hug my pillow and scream into that instead.
That should kill two birds with one stone METAPHORICALLY that is – I’m not really into the whole throwing rocks at cute little creatures that better NEVER EVER ever EVER touch me because they’re cute to THINK about but WAAAY too scary to touch.
Yeah – that’s about right. Metaphorically I think all of my problems are solved. (is it still opposite day?)
“With all her love of knowledge she had a natural shrinking from raising curtains and looking into unlighted corners. The love of knowledge coexisted in her mind with the finest capacity for ignorance.”
~The Portrait of a Lady ~Henry James~ (I swear it’s eerie the way I relate to this book. )
My head is spinning a little today. In fact it’s been spinning for a few days. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 to be exact. What is UP may actually be down and what is down may actually be sdrawkcab and inside out. It’s not really one particular thing – though there is one particular thing that seems to be extra swimming around the mad whirlpool of thoughts swirling in my mind – but it’s a multitude of things. All sorts of things. Things I really don’t want overflowing in my head!
If you were my mom – here are the signs that would tip you off to things being a bit “off.”
I didn’t blog for 2 straight days. And the blogs I DID post this week weren’t the “original posts” for the day. I couldn’t bring myself to publish those thoughts.
I was an hour late to class. I’m never late to class.
I have an ever-growing list of people that I haven’t gotten back to…
I washed all of my bedding but didn’t actually put it on my bed – I’m so dumb! Instead I slept in a mess of sheets. (This will be changed today however – I’m on a cleaning frenzy – another sign btw.)
I started not one but TWO “detox” programs this week. And the one I started today is so gross but I’m doing it anyway.
Last but certainly not least – I am baking today. Oh yes. Baking. And btw – that deserves it’s own post – so I’ll do that tomorrow. Let’s just say I’m a flippin’ genius. And now I can officially cross off #1 on Daisy’s New Life Plan.I don’t have to say goodbye to my Presidential dreams after all.
Oh just remembered one more. I only got a27 out of 30 on this mini-Mensa quiz. Those who know me will be surprised that I didn’t get a 29. I knew I wouldn’t get a 30 – but as soon as I hit “submit” I realized my error. And if I had actually double checked my answers like I would normally do! Oh well … it was just a mini-test and I didn’t use a calculator or cheat so apparently 27 is still pretty good.
Oh and btw 4 is the number of days I’ve had to go without Skype this week because my wireless connection currently blows. grr.
Ok – look. I DID do the Random Meme thing for Urbandictionary.com on FB. And I DID laugh out loud A LOT! It’s funny!
Ultimate BFF’s name means someone who has an extremely small bladder and constantly has to pee.
Daisy means “the one” – or a girl who stands out as being your perfect girl as soon as you see her. (also means total retard.)
CC+4′s name means someone who can look amazingly sexy while doing nothing. (I totally agree )
FM’s GF’s name means someone who is set in her ways.
Haha – ok so that was fun. I had a good laugh. NOW let’s be cereal serious. Some of the definitions on urbandictionary.com are street slang – REAL street slang. They have taken words – any word – and created 50 kajillion definitions for each of these words. Many of the definitions are in stark contrast to each other.
Why oh why is this happening? How is this acceptable?
I fall prey to the lazy slang trap too. I’ve been known to say something was wicked cool. And CC+4 says “sick kick” – don’t worry- I didn’t know what that meant either. I had to ask – at which point CC+4 laughed.
But I AM concerned about the declination of our language. My teacher made a great comment in class on Tuesday. She mentioned that regardless of the digitalization of our world – we still can’t communicate without a common language (which requires grammar and spelling rules – along with shared definitions.) I agree.
There really IS a word for anything you want to say – and if you can’t think of it – it’s probably because you need to expand your vocabulary. In fact – instead of taking regular words and making them mean different things – oh prepare yourself – I’m about to say something CRAZY – maybe we should learn the CORRECT word. Oh but that would require WORK (roll my eyes.)
Speaking of work - I’ve started a new workout plan – YAY! I now jog on the beach 3x per week with my FM. And starting next week I reduce my caloric intake. I want to lose 5 kg – wish me luck!!
And as far as the word “Brutal” I’m pretty positive that the definition IS in fact “sitting in a 3 hour class with a teacher who turned off the lights, closed the blinds, had a messed up power-point, didn’t give us any breaks, and was a bit flustered – when it’s a beautiful 80F outside and all you want to do is go to the beach.” Oh yes – that is most definitely the definition of the word brutal – and my class today fit that definition.
Here Comes The Anxiety by The Wombats – #1 on my playlist today. It’s dark but cute. But today’s post isn’t about anything cute. No no. Today I am frustrated – ERR! And I just want to – I don’t know – stomp my feet and SCREAM!!! Ah – just the thought of that makes me almost happy.
My day started out great. Not only did I get to talk to my Ultimate BFF, Matty Matt and my Mom on the phone but I also talked to CC+4 on Skype (insert insuppressible smile ) wait – I’m in a bad mood — what’s going on? No smiling!!! This post is about why I’m FRUSTRATED not about some boy who makes me smile… it’s time to get SERIOUS!
Back in SLC there was a radio station (X96) that published a list of “Things that must go” every Wednesday. Today isn’t Wednesday and I’m not in SLC but I’m making a list of “Things that must go” anyway! These aren’t in any particular order btw.
Things That Must Go!!!
Potatoes that explode in my oven because I forgot to prick them. (HAHA- it’s so funny! It sounded like a bomb went off in my oven. LOL!!!!) – Wait – back to being serious.
People who leave food in the refrigerator until months after it expires. GROSS!
In relation to #2 – companies who neglect to put an expiration date on their packaging. PUT AN EXPIRATION DATE ON YOUR FOOD!
People who flake out at the last minute leaving ME to do their part of the assignment.
The University of Sydney.
Boys who are like twice my age and who I did NOT flirt with but who ask me out anyway. NO!!!!!
People who say “____ Day is unlucky because 4 years ago I had a really bad day on that day.” Umm – so did you have any additional bad days on that particular day? “No” Hmm … Get over it!
People who think it’s OK to wear lavender Hawaiian prints with turquoise zebra prints. (See pic at right) HAHAHA! Just teasing – these people should NEVER stop mix-matching patterns- it provides great amusement And hold up – yeah that’s a little mean – but I told you I was a super villain too.
Wow! Do I feel better already? No. But I’m getting there. HAHA! Just teasing. I DO feel better. Who wouldn’t feel better after seeing that picture? lol. And NOW I feel like I’m ready to try the whole baked potato thing again (without an explosion.) After that? HOMEWORK – which sucks. But the GOOD NEWS is that I may get deported because the Uni of Syd can’t get their act together. Oh wait … hmm …
What is it about Trivia that I despise? The questions whose answers have absolutely no meaning in the sphere of my life? Or the people who answer every question correctly?
Or the other people who THINK they can answer every question correctly and then fight about what really is the right answer. As if it’s sooooo important to know the name of which cricket star in 1938 and a half led his team to a 40 trillion billion to stupid zero victory but then lost the title of “I’m so superduper cool” because he was involved in a secret scandal that wasn’t discovered til (name that year) with the wife of (name that guy who got cheated on by his wife) in the country of (who the flip even cares?)
No – I think I only hate trivia because I never know the right answer.
The part about which lake that I’ve never heard of in which country that I’ve never heard of that was discovered by some weirdo that I’ve never heard of in a year that was so long ago that I don’t really care – I don’t really hate that part. Nope – that part’s ok.
But I do really wish they’d ask more questions about cockroaches. I’d get ALL of those right.
Did you know that there is actually a species of cockroach that people keep as pets? WHAT? It’s called the Giant Burrowing Cockroach.
The Giant Burrowing Cockroach
And people keep these as pets. And I will now keep the memory of the name “Giant Burrowing Cockroach” in my memory until the end of my days and have nightmares about this special burrowing GIANT cockroach that is probably harmless but because it has the name GIANT BURROWING COCKROACH I will imagine that this cockroach is going to burrow into my brain!!! Whew that was a run-on and totally didn’t make 100% sense.
But if only I’d get a question about THAT – then maybe I wouldn’t hate trivia so much.
So I’m really big into the whole detox fad right now. I know it’s a fad – or at least it is in Australia – and I also know it’s mostly dumb. But I’ve signed up for the whole idea anyway.
In my wanderings I found a detox drink recipe that we are ALL supposed to have every morning. It’s made with lemon, cayenne, honey and water. I decided it was time for me to make it.
What a foul drink. Please kill me now! I will NOT drink cayenne pepper with honey and/or lemon ever again. If I’m supposed to have more lemon in my day – fine. I’ll add THAT to my water. If I’m supposed to have cayenne in my diet – fine. I’ll sprinkle it on my food to give it a little spicy kick. But I will not EVER drink cayenne pepper in water with honey again.
I’m scarred for life.
Hey but if YOU want to try it – maybe you’ll like it. Just mix 8 oz water, 2T lemon, 1/4 tsp cayenne and 1T honey. Give it a go! It may turn out to be your FAVORITE thing in the whole world.
Trick or treat! I would pick “trick” if I could. But ya know – over here on this half of the world – I don’t get the option! … long pause while I dream of all of the Halloween Candy I’m missing out on …
What are you dressing up as for Halloween? I think I want to be a dead schoolgirl. I think it’s fairly appropriate and reflective of my current life. I was just going to be a regular schoolgirl (and by that I mean a regular naughty schoolgirl) but then I realized that it would probably be more fun to be a dead one. Just as my classes would probably be more fun if I weren’t alive to hear them!!! AGH!!!
Monday we learned how to make a human barricade.
Then we learned how to make a police handhold less painful.
Deep Breath so I don’t explode.
I’ll be posting Halloween pics as soon as I can.
In the meantime – here are some great jokes for you to share with your friends.
What are a vampire’s favorite snacks? Adam’s apples and neck-tarines.
What did the Mommy Vampire say to the Baby Vampire? “You are driving me batty.”