My name is Vivienne Love Angel Music. I attend Macarthur Girls High School.
My name is Edwina Wong. I too, attend that above mentioned school.
Vivienne and Edwina are similar in the sense that they are both of Asian origin.
Edwina is B-RAD.
Vivienne is a...
My name is Vivienne Love Angel Music. I attend Macarthur Girls High School.
My name is Edwina Wong. I too, attend that above mentioned school.
Vivienne and Edwina are similar in the sense that they are both of Asian origin.
Edwina is B-RAD.
Vivienne is a...
My name is Vivienne Love Angel Music. I attend Macarthur Girls High School.
My name is Edwina Wong. I too, attend that above mentioned school.
Vivienne and Edwina are similar in the sense that they are both of Asian origin.
Edwina is B-RAD.
Vivienne is a...
My name is Vivienne Love Angel Music. I attend Macarthur Girls High School.
My name is Edwina Wong. I too, attend that above mentioned school.
Vivienne and Edwina are similar in the sense that they are both of Asian origin.
Edwina is B-RAD.
Vivienne is a...
My name is Vivienne Love Angel Music. I attend Macarthur Girls High School.
My name is Edwina Wong. I too, attend that above mentioned school.
Vivienne and Edwina are similar in the sense that they are both of Asian origin.
Edwina is B-RAD.
Vivienne is a...
The End of an Era
I was talking to Vivienne on the phone when she interrupted me with her exclamation of "OMG! Dunja turn your channel to 9 news...!" So i did just that while hearing her mutterings of something about a death. We sat in silence in our respective homes as the news lady started talking. The silence got even more deafening as we realised what she said.
Heath Ledger dead?
Im still in shock writing this. Seeing a body bag and knowing that it is him inside hasnt really hit any of us yet. How can anyone forget the 10 things i hate about you performance? Apparently he was already troubled and that he was surrounded by pills or something like that but isnt that what Hollywood has done to most people anyway? It sort of sickens me how our news are starting off their sentences with 'Australian born actor..." Like who gives a shit? Should we care more if he was from Australia? Does it add more significance? I think its just a tragedy in itself and the person i feel most sorry for is his daughter.
Today is a sad sad day.
I wish my life was a cliche.
i have finally returned.
its sort of weird to see how much a person can change. like i read my last blog and i just laughed at how scared i sounded. especially the whole camp part.
so how was my journey to melbourne?
i can honestly say that going to the camp was the most amazing thing i have ever been to in my life. the experiences and memories i went through in Somer's i know i will never replace and frankly i cant wait to go back next year.
From the beginning?
Well the flight to melbourne was really, really short- probably since i spent half the time unconscious since i had to wake up at 6. I also met up with that girl who was also going to the camp and she was really nice. I found out that she goes to Hornsby Girls and i then tuned out because talks of a selective girl are way beyond my comprehension. Umm, we then met some guy at the airport and he drove us to this place in Albert Park called Powerhouse. My first reactions of Melbourne? It was friggin cooooooooolllllllddddd!!!
So, we all got into our camp groups [i was in red] where we had to sit around and get to know each other. There is only one word which would be able to describe that experience; awkward. Anyway, fast forward to us getting to camp, meeting the slushees [hahahahahhahahhahahhahahahhaahha], getting sorted into our red hut bunks and becoming adapted to our new lifestyles. Im not suppossed to tell anyone about what occurred at the camp, that's how secretive it is and i even signed some contract about it so ill try to make some sense with this blog. Overall, i got around 2-3 hours sleep each night and i can tell you that it wasn't voluntary. i guess i have to blame the slushees for that. Slushees? ummm picture those retarded boot camp trainers who wear black and wake you up three times a night to do crazy shit like massage the grass. yep yep. But the slushees turned out to be awesome and im missing the hell out of them especially Seedy and Tinka.
Doing the activities and the whole experience of being somewhere totally different was indescribable but i would have to say that the part which topped this camp to be the best thign ever was the people that i met. i guess i found it to be a bit strange because all twenty of us girls [the number per each colour group and hut] became so close after one day that when the time came to leave we were all bawling our eyes out. i really do miss the girls and i cant wait to see them. Ok, there mightve have been some annoying characteristics about some girls but they were all such amazing people and we meshed together so well, that after spending 7 days with one another, we felt like we knew each other for years. But i guess i'll get to see them soon because they promised that they would come to see Sydney and i promised i'd go down for a weekend camp in Melbourne so all is good. So Lord Somer's camp proved to be a life changing experience and i'm crossing my fingers that i'll get to go next year to become JFS [blurghhh a second level person]. La la la la
Life after camp?
Well it's filled with watching the aussie open and getting sick. =D I thought that the week of camp without my pieces of tech would be torture but ive become used to not using the computer or the ipod so i guess thats pretty awesome for the upcoming year. I think the 2-3 hours of sleep per night finally got to me cause after a continuous 15 hour sleep im still dead tired so my bed time these days is at around 9pm. te he he he.
school is starting soon and im dreading it so i guess that my last week of holiday is going to revolve around catching up with school work since ive done nothing these hols. oh well.
that reminds me i have to meet italian boy this long weekend. complicated story with him. still dont know if he's my type but i guess we'll have to see since i've already gone to far in and i cant back out now since i've entered the past friends stage.
On another note.
While i was at camp running a 7km cross country, my mother thought it would be appropriate to go inside my wallet for reasons that are beyond me. Imagine her shock when she opens her youngest child's wallet and finds and extra large condom packet. =D According to my sister, she has never seen a funnier sight in her life as well as my dad's spluttering when the news went around. haha. Legend!! I had to assure her 100000 times that it was for sex ed, even though it was a rather dirty joke received from a friend but i still couldnt stop myself from pissing from laughter after i got told the story by my sister. My parents haven't mentioned it since. I think theyre trying to convince themselves that it never happened. Hillarious.
Well i think it's time to find another tissue packet which i would be able to annihilate.
Ah shit i still have to watch 'Life is Beautiful'.
I wish someone could invent a sparknotes movie style.
Moo. Moo.
P.S. My limewire is apparently being blocked by a firewall and i have no idea how to unblock it. huhhhh??
My mission is to find another really good music torrent site. Suggestions?
To keep you up at night when all else seems boring.
Everyones already watched it but i thought........why not.
Umm.
Yeah it's a first post for vox.
I went through this whole livejournal stage but i then suffered my usual tendency to never continue with what i started so maybe, this might prove to be a new beginning- sort of like a change.
Vox?
Hmmm maybe i should be dedicating this whole thing to ed since she got me into this whole thing with her pm on msn. So, me being the curious bugger i usually am decided to check out this site and yeah.
Gosh, i really have nothing to say today. I guess im sort of working out the nerves for tomorrow cause throughout my whole life i never felt comfortable with meeting new people. Yeah, i have to go to some Somer's Camp tomorrow because of Ms Freckman-the dictator insisting that i go for i have to fulfill my duties. Yay.
So the plan for tomorrow?
Wake up at 6:30; an impossible feat of its own. Catch the 9am flight to Melbourne where prior to that i have to meet up with a random girl from some random school since we're the only people coming from Sydney, so i can already sense the awkwardness coming from those situations. Get ready to drive to the powerhouse at 10:30 and then travel with our assigned teams to some woop woop place called Somer.
In other words.
I have no idea how I'm going to survive the week.
Apparently the camp is like a version of Fat Camp because some rumours have claimed that you have to go on 6km runs at three in the morning. Ipods, cameras and phones are prohibited so im getting a sense of Wolf Creek deja vu. I'd rather sit at home and do nothing because i've barely been home these hols but meh, sometimes you have to deal.
In other news, my beloved laptop, Beemy, passed away last night at 6pm. We had a wonderful relationship even though it was pretty slow, but i guess that Beemy has seen better days so at least it is peacefully resting for all eternity- or until it is deposited in some garbage tip. It actually started sparking two nights ago so i decided to call it quits because even though i loved poor Beemy to death, i cherished my life before it.
So tablet PC here i come =D
Umm i still dont know what to do with frat boy umm italian boy aka sam alias salvatore.
I guess absence did make the heart grow fonder and i did realise what i had when it was gone but i guess that when it is truly happening, i wish that it would all come to a stop. I wish that my brain would just stop thinking about the whole thing. I over analyse every little thing thats said. Is he really my type? Do i really want this to happen? Do i actually like him? I dont like playing people along, and i never want to use anyone for a decoy. But i guess we'll sort it all out during the long weekend after my little Melbournian journey. Staying at my best friends place since her parents are going to Adelaide and mine are going to Mudgee for the Australia Day weekend thing, so i guess its the perfect opportunity to re think everything. The best friend is staying at her boyfriends place for the weekend so i dont know where im going to go, cause staying alone with her metro older brother isnt my idea of a good time.
Ah well.
I guess thats enough of a rambling today. Guccione is losing. Darn.
Oh, and i still havent packed for tomorrow so thats even better.
My only wish or prayer for tonight? That the girls arent bitchy and that i will have the time of my life.
Very doubtful that, that will actually happen but it never hurts to hope.
Oh and if anyone gets bored throughout this week, try this site out; [if you haven't already heard of it, and if you havent then...i have no idea where you have been living for the past years =D]
awesome stories and some of them make me laugh sooooooooo much
=D
have a lovely night and yes i know;
time does move like a dove.
ok. this year. Amanda Karklins has plans. big plans.
every single person in my life who has doubted me and my intellegence, who has ever called me dumb, who called me too fat or just plain not good enough.. i will be proving them wrong. and im serious this time. and i need to be, because im letting people walk all over me, and health wise, im slowly killing myself unintensionally.
i seriously dont think my family thinks im too bright.. they look at me, doesnt matter what i say, i get the "what the hell is wrong with you?" look. i hate it. but dont worry. they will be eating their own words by next new years. so what if im not going to uni and i dont do the super academic subjects.. *sigh*
ooo and my driving. im praying so much that i get my P's. just to prove to myself i can do it. i know that i doubt myself so much and i dont want to do that anymore. i have started to believe in God again for that sole reason. once i pass/fail, that belief will be out the window until i need that safety net again (probably trials...)..
and boy am i ever annoyed at myself for my fat. i know im allergic to animal fats, and thats in everything, and i bloat straight away, and same with my lactose problem.. and i cant help that... but its not like i have done anything to reverse the problem. have i signed up for another gym membership? nope. have i attempted going for 'nightly walks'? nope. have i even considered selling my liver to pay for lipo? not yet.. but good idea. i dont want to finish school and be let free into the world in the edge of the overweight/obese categories where im at right now. i love going shopping, but i cant go with friends because the shops they go into, i know i will tear each item at the seams. its happened.. its the most embarassing thing in the world. i know i will never be itty bitty tiney winey. but a girl can dream. and try. and maybe one day succeed.. maybe not.
i am so down on myself. thats what i need to change most. finishing school will be the most scary, exciting, thrilling, freaky, horrific thing i will ever do, and i want to be ready for that.
2008 check list:
*not fail a subject
*get my 80 UAI
*get my P's asap
*keep my job
*save money to travel
*get to know my friends more before i possibly never see them again.
much love.
