-Wednesday, January 24, 2007 '
9:30 PM
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From countless previous blogs, it has most likely become obvious that we are complete clowns with a digital Camera. Today we Took a different view .
We decided it would be nice to get some "professional" shots.
For these shots, we were required to pile on the make-up so thick we needed a bulldozer to remove it!
And let me tell you, we got some B-E-A-utiful shots.
Wanna see them?
i know you do
So here they are.......
Be careful you don drool over our piccies. We are not pin-up ga
ls.And please do not save pictures and print them for your own private use. (hint hint-eye candy and whatever other "uses" we dont wish
to know)I have to say that i was rather pleased with
the shots, all of them were rather 
striking.The day was not only composed of camera whoring, we also had a singtar showdown. Between us, there were six singstar disks.
- Singstar Pop
- 80's singstar
- Singstar Party
- Singstar
- Singstar legends
- Singstar Anthems
-Monday, January 22, 2007 '
4:19 AM
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How can having a spat about lunch amount to being labelled "selfish".
I just dont get it!
This is how it happened.
We came back to my aunties house after super golf rather hungry. I was quite prepared to buy my lunch from red rooster, as this was what i preferred. When told no, i had a little spat. And this pissed my cousin off royally. She completely spat the dummy. Wouldn't talk to me and stormed from any room i occupied. Then tonight she had a rant at me about how im selfish and that i act like a spoilt little child and that i remind her of one of her friends who's is a bitch.
Concerned much.
I dont like to think of myself as a brat or selfish. I mean YES i have my moments but i wouldn't consider myself to be as bigger bitch as she made me out to be.
How dare she have the audacity to make me ever question myself.
HOW FUCKING DARE SHE WHEN SHE HERSELF IS NOT PERFECT!
NOBODY IS PERFECT!
Excuse me.
And it would be nice if somebody could explain exactly what the meaning of all this labeling?
Emo.
Selfish.
Its getting beyond a joke. Why cant i just be me. Why do i have to worry about labels. In fact, why should anybody have to worry about labels. They are what they are and thats that. Finito, end of discussion.
Ever so pissed now. Why did she have to sour my good mood.
Why does she need to do that!
-Friday, January 12, 2007 '
4:33 PM
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*Angrier as a result of listening to emo music?*
#Well it's not really emo music#
(EMO?!!)
^That really is ludicrous^
During my little rant to myself, you may have picked up that i am rather disturbed and angry at having been labeled an Emo. (but thats if you even bothered to read it)I dont even know if you can become angrier as a result of listening to said "emo" music.
People, for the record, My chemical Romance are very mild in comparison to Very Emo bands such as Hawthorn heights.
But EMO?!
ME?!
I am obviously finding it very hard to grasp this concept
But now that i look at it carefully, some things that i do could in fact contribute very much so to my emo label.
I mean, look at my page. BLACK.
I occasionally like to wear. BLACK.
I listen to one EMO band.
But on the debating side of my mind, there are many rebuttals to this argument
I dont worship death.
The thought of slashing my wrists makes me want to throw up.
I dont like blood.
I dont want to die.
My whole wardrobe is not filled with a large percentage of Black items.
I do not have piercing such as lip piercings, back of the neck piercings ect
AND to cap it all i do not possess that STEE-UPID two toned long side fringed haircut.
So lets conclude that little argument by saying that I would be approximately 30% emo.
30% is not enough to qualify for a Real emo.
OK?
OK
*hear that?, you are not Emo*
#Yeah but you have emo Tenancies#
(Yes.But not enough to qualify for a real emo)
^look, She's not emo so all of you just shutup^
-Wednesday, January 10, 2007 '
2:27 AM
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Well, im back from Albany. And i had an absolute ball. The drive down there and back was a small slice of hell but i managed to get through it without turning too savage.
It was hot and sunny when we arrived and we took to the beach very quickly. Its very easy to get sunburnt down at Cheynes beach because of the constant gusts of strong winds.
I got a little burnt on random spots on my back and i forgot to put suncream on the back of my leg and so was wandering around camp with a big red patch of burn on my leg for the rest of the week!
The first two days were sunny and gorgeous. Then the weather spat the dummy. As you may have heard on the radio or the news, the coast of Albany was hit by a cyclone. Fortunately we only suffered the tail of the cyclone. The constant rain fall and even stronger winds meant that we weren't able go to the beach. There was no beach! The water had risen right up to the sandunes.
So the rest of the week was wet and wild. But the weather did not deter me from having fun. Hell, i was on holiday for the first time in a year and dammit i wanted to have fun!
My mum and I hit the town a couple of times. Of course this meant an hours drive.
The old part of the town is absolutely gorgeous. On our way back from town, we passed a small place. The front lawn part was dotted with scary rusted metal sculptures. We made the very large mistake of stopping at this place. The sign boasted to have tea rooms and a library. Well, we arrived inside and it turned out to be a very small shop with a selection of two cakes and a solitary, lonely and soggy looking meat pie. My mum ordered a hot chocolate. She received a Milo and was charged fifty extra cents because the weird old lady used milk. We couldn't get out of there quick enough.
I managed to get a hold of the My Chemical Romance album during one of the trips to town. I am currently very obsessed with it and the boys in the band.
During our stay, we also visited my Aunty Simone. We see them once in a blue moon and i was very excited. We made the hour and a half trip up to her farm and i got to see her house for the very first time. Absolutely brilliant. A big ole farm house which my uncle built himself. This house was the picture of what i think every house should be like. A Big airy kitchen, not all modernized, lots of color and creative touches. For my cousins, Leven, Cody and Josh a room exists out the back where they can go and just hang out. This room was awesome and i felt rather jealous. It was like their own little abode, complete with a HIYUGE television, a play station and games ect. And to complete the picture, they own two dogs; Mimi and Bear. Mimi reminded rather of a miniature pig with her grunting and snuffles and i loved her to bits. Bear was a little scary at first big really a big softy.
After seeing the house and such, my Aunty took us out to see all the tourist attractions. The Gap, The museum, the bird park, The Amity and the Albany wind farm. The Gap was the windiest place on EARTH. But very cool and vaguely daunting. The wind farm was a fabulous. Also very windy. I went to the peak of a hill and was almost blown off! The Bird park was pretty cool. The have some bizarre birds in there. One that would hoot at you, one that liked to run around with a tin can on its head ect ect.
The really scary thing is that we saw more of Albany in one day with my aunty Simone than we did in a week with my other aunty!
Back at camp, by day, the main activity was just hanging around but but night, all us kids congregated at the playground. This was the hot spot. i made some great friends in Albany
