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Thursday, May 5th, 2005
7:44 pm
Help!
Ok here's the thing...I am in desperate need of someone who can figure out the lyrics to Decoder Ring's "Somersault." I know all the words up until the end of the second chorus, just before the song ends. Then it goes something like *insert lyrics (maybe something about breath??*...."i'll keep you in my heart"

I would be eternally greatful to anyone who can tell what the words are or can find a site for me where they are actually posted. I have to sing this song for an assessment very soon and have (once again) left it till the last minute. At the moment I am resorting to making the last few words up.

Thanks in advance!
Rock on!

(2 muses | aMUSE me)

Thursday, April 28th, 2005
9:15 pm
Breathe in now.
Where my head is at the moment I do not know. However, if was to take an educated guess, I think it would lie somewhere in the midst of a textbook - most likely maths; and an obsurd arguement - which may be being had with one of many people. Put simply, this has not been a good week.
Apart from other things - one of which was a huge arse fight with my mum, only ending about half an hour ago - school royally sucks!! I've found going back this year harder than ever and havent yet had that feeling where i'm even slightly excited for it - even if it's just to see friends.
And so, all I have to offer tonight (apart from the above complaints) is the words to a very pretty and insanely hard to sing song.

Breathe in Now ~ George:

I see love and beauty all around,
I also see the sadness that's embedded in your frown,
I wonder why you choose not to talk to those around,
I sense a fear of lifting heavy feet,
higher than you want to,
I just want to believe your truth.

You stand there but you do not cast a shadow,
you walk away with every word you choose not to say.
I suppose that moving on paints a new colour for each day,
I don't like to see dreams put on the shelf,
to deal with on that one day,
I just want to be happy for you.

'Coz I only have one second, this minute today.
I can't press rewind and turn it back and call it now,
and so this moment, I just have to sing out loud
and say I love I like and breathe in now.
and say I love I live and breathe in now.

I move on holding on to what I learn,
it's time to move on from the notion
that the whole world's against me
break free of shackles that formed young,
time free in now,
and now I know it's not all up to me,
I can count on another
so move on lighter and be free.

'Coz I only have one second, this minute today.
I can't press rewind and turn it back and call it now,
and so this moment, I just have to sing out loud,
and say I love I like and breathe in now.
and say I love I live and breathe in now.

I believe in for today I just want to know that you're okay
cause I believe in breathing just for today
I just want to know that you're okay

'Coz I only have one second, this minute today
I can't press rewind and turn it back and call it now
and so this moment, I just have to sing out loud
and say I love I like and breathe in now
and say I love I live and breathe in now
and say I love I live and breathe in now

(4 muses | aMUSE me)

Monday, April 18th, 2005
7:46 pm
'Me' (in a manner of speaking).
See if you can work them out!

Where were you born?
title or description

Where do you live now?
title or description

What is your name?
title or description + title or description

What is your nickname?
title or description

What food do you buy most often?
title or description

What is your favorite drink?
title or description

What is the last song you listened to?
title or description

What is your favorite scent?
title or description

What is your favorite word?
title or description + title or description

What are you favorite shoes?
title or description

(5 muses | aMUSE me)

Thursday, April 14th, 2005
11:46 pm
Dancer in the dark.
I think i have found THE saddest and yet MOST brilliant film - Dancer in the Dark!

title or description

title or description

That's all....too tired to write anything!

(2 muses | aMUSE me)

Tuesday, March 29th, 2005
8:08 pm
...And the Dippin' Dots saved the future....
I have just discovered...wait for it...DIPPIN' DOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *now everyone go crazy*
And so, as a consequence of my discovery, I have decided to lead a revolution...a revolution which shall save the future through the magic of Dippin' Dots - the ice cream of the future!
How you say?...nobody knows...but I can assure you it wll happen and, as a result, in the future, we shall all have shiny white teeth and wear pink shirts like the Dippin' Dot lady. We will ride around in the Dippin' Dot wagon and the world shall be pretty and joyful and gay and everyone will have Dippin' Dots and we will dance and sing to the Dippin' Dot song.
But you must be careful in spreading the Dippin' Dot joy. You must keep the Dippin' Dots underground until we can build a society ridden of exploitation so there is minimal possibility of the little Dippin's becoming the Che Guevara of the 22nd century. We must cherish the Dippin's for the generations to come...they must not become a fad...they, after all, are sacred...each and every one!

And so, I proclaim...Go forward comrades, in the revolution of the future...the revolution of Dippin' Dots!

title or description

(4 muses | aMUSE me)

Friday, March 25th, 2005
10:44 pm
OMG I'm still alive.
"WWWWWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH she's back" you say? yes thats right I have returned from the black abyss (in which I have been hiding) and finally decided to write a hopefully half decent journal entry...I know...I'm amazed too!
I haven't written on here for months and in the meantime so much has happened - none of which is really worth exploring and so I shall just talk about other things like...hmmm...easter?

On a serious note I am incredibly deprived of sleep and finding this whole school concept intensifyingly draining. My days are filled with 3 unit maths (oh how I hate circle geometry) and shakespeare which, surprisingly, this year - in comparison to last - I don't actually mind.

I have also started driving again (for the first time in 7 months) so that in August I will actually qualify to get my P's *does happy dance*. It's really quite pathetic that I will be the first out of all my siblings to get my license - especially considering there is a 7 year difference between me and my sister who is almost 24...tragic, tragic, tragic. But driving is alot scarier than I remember it to be...especially when you're on the main road with a semi trailer behind you!!

Probably the biggest news is that I'm moving house for the first time ever! To tell the truth I don't know whether it's going to turn out to be a good thing or a bad thing but never-the-less I don't feel as sad as I thought I would, it's just that I'm not used to walking past a giant "Auction" sign that invades my front lawn.

Anyways, I have been using this as a means of avoiding my legal studies essay which I'm really not keen to do but I guess I better get back to it so I have some hope of depleting the never ending pile of school work!

Happy Easter to all!

(1 muse | aMUSE me)

Friday, February 4th, 2005
10:51 pm
If you really want so little from me.
"I'm upset, are you flattered?
I can take it on the chin and let it go,
about as easily as you can swollow the concept: one day you're gonna die
Alone.

Her beauty was in unison, with the name of her street.
I couldn't tell if you were in love with her,
If I were you, I would be.

The meek need protection.
I wasn't game to let you back in side again.
Who's really good at pretending, that lies don't belong in lover's beds?

It's ok.
I did hope you would love me.
But I can't say I wasn't told, you warned me.
It was three weeks ago,
You sang it to me in a dream..."


...Make sense yet?

(aMUSE me)

Sunday, January 30th, 2005
9:35 pm
This week...
G'day...recounting the past week would be a mammoth effort and thats an extreme understatement so instead I think I'll simply say that it rocked so hard and put the links up for some photos:

*Wednesday 26th January: Australia Day and THE BIG DAY OUT:

http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/gallery/big_day_out_sydney2005/

*Thursday 27th January: The Polyphonic Spree:

http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/gallery/the_polyphonic_spree270104/

*Satuday 29th January: WAVEAID:
I can't find any pics of waveaid yet but when I do (if I do), I shall post.


So considering all that^^^, this week has been 100% rock and I am officially buggered...and I have school tomorrow :(.

Rock On!!

Current Mood: buggered

(2 muses | aMUSE me)

Thursday, January 20th, 2005
10:48 pm
Ask me 4 questions.
Any 4, no matter how personal, private or random.
I have to answer them honestly. I have to answer them all.
In turn, you post this message in your own journal and
you have to answer the questions that are asked to you.

I'm sure I'll regret this^^ but go for it.

(5 muses | aMUSE me)

10:11 pm
If we never make it back to how far we've come along this way
We search around for solid ground that will help to carry us away
If the memories I left throw the light that helps to guide you through
We trickle down to our goodbyes but a part of me will stay with you

What we've spoken over time
Never broken or compromised

Dream on together
Leaning against each other
However it happens I hope it's
Whatever makes you happy

(aMUSE me)

11:43 am
Goin up & down & back again...
Come and rescue me from in the water deep
Careful now don’t lose your aim the road ahead is clear again I haven't found it yet
You drift away so slow from in the ebb and flow
So I landed on my feet the steadiness is bittersweet
It feels the same when you're pushed out and away and into the crush

PRE CHORUS:
In all the hidden pleasures you find in what you're looking for
I hope that you remember that pride comes before a fall

CHORUS:
And I can barely see up and down and back again
Despite what you believe I keep away from trouble
If who I am today’s a sign of where I'm going I'm ready to embrace

Recreate the scene of everywhere you’ve been
Overcome the dreaded curse a symptom the universe
It feels the same when you're pushed out of the way and into the crush

(Repeat Pre Chorus)
(Repeat Chorus)

If everybody knows just who you are
When your walk on role becomes a major part
Have you ever attempted to be yourself?
When everybody wants you to be someone else
[Bridge]

If you wanna see the things you've trapped set free
You'd better let go of what lets them be
Have you ever attempted to be yourself?
When everybody wants you to be someone else
Up and down and back again
Going up and down and back again


...That's (^^^) probably the closest to how I feel at the moment...enough said.

(aMUSE me)

Monday, January 17th, 2005
8:16 pm
Ok, so since I haven't actually done a normal journal entry in ages (only my excuses for writing) I thought tonight was the night to get back to it...

Here's a random fact for all those that must have been sleeping under a rock on mars for the past 10 years or so...Jonny Depp - sex on legs!

Moving on...something that really shits me is people who aren't prepared to help themselves and yet they are willing to make others feel like crap becuase the are so quick to lay their problems on them...and yes I am talking from personal experience. So here's my word of advice to all those out there who are conviced that their lives could not possibly get any worse: If you're prepared to tell others about you're problems then you should be prepared to listen to them instead of just leaving them feeling like shit..so get up of your arse and help yourself!
Oh and maybe while you're busy being completely self obbsessed you can remember that there are actually hundreds of thousands of people dead in South East Asia because of reasons beyond their control so if you have the power to help yourself (which these people don't as it has been taken from them), then it really becomes your responsibility to do so.

Sorry if all that sounded a bit mundane^

Next...Pink Floyd rock!

Random quote:
“In the life of a man, his time is but a moment, his being an incessant flux, his senses a dim rushlight, his body a prey of worms, his soul an unquiet eddy, his fortune dark, and his fame doubtful. In short, all that is of the body is as coursing waters, all that is of the soul as dreams and vapours: life a warfare, a brief sojourning in an alien land; and after repute, oblivion. Where, then, can man find the power to guide and guard his steps? In one thing and one alone: philosophy."

I have no idea what that^ means and can't be bothered figuring it out but anyone who is willing to shine light on the subject for me is most welcome.

Live some, rock and do acid...acid is good!
oh and listen to this http://www.themarsvolta.com/ecard/#

That is all....

Current Mood: meh

(2 muses | aMUSE me)

Friday, January 14th, 2005
9:46 pm
He slept...
Remember...no laughing!

He slept.
Behind closed eyes he lay
Diving through vision unknown, untold
Down beneath a symphony of secrets
A world unwritten,

He watched.
His eyes deep and never-ending
A spiral of emerald dreams
Locked away

He felt.
His heart a mundane spiral of whispers
Like an hourglass of truths
A weight, a burden

He heard.
Immune, oblivious
Hearing was not listening
after all

He slept, he watched, he felt, he heard
He slept, he watched, he felt, he heard
He slept, he watched, he felt, he heard
He slept, he watched, he felt, he heard

……and she cried

Current Mood: artistic

(2 muses | aMUSE me)

Friday, January 7th, 2005
11:23 am
story time...
Katherine let one last tear fall onto the photo she held in her thin pale hands before she closed her eyes to escape.
‘Cry about it for one hour, once a day, and after that, move on with your life’ her psychologist had told her…turns out it was harder than it sounded.

* * *

Katherine was a simple girl, fragile like most although she wasn’t fussed on how she looked – how symmetrical the part in her hair was and how neatly pressed her (rather basic) clothes were.
She’d never been one of ‘those girls’- one of the popular ones that every girl, at some stage in their life (besides her), aspires to be. She, unlike most, didn’t really care about how many shoes and dresses she owned and she found the usual Monday morning gossip that revolved mainly around how many guys Cindy fucking Churchhill had done on the weekend rather boring.

Katherine came from a family of strict Christians – her father didn’t approve of his precious little daughter coming into contact with the male species let alone seeing anyone, and her mother, well, lets just put it this way – if you didn’t pray the rosary at least twice a day then you were going to hell.
There was no point in fighting it, Katherine was destined to turn out the same – a well respected, polite and somewhat subservient, robotic, ‘yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir’, teenager who never questioned society on its opinions and values and especially never questioned her religion, nor its conservative and out dated teachings.

In class Katherine barely spoke, in fact she may as well have not made an appearance except that it was the only time she had to think and be alone even though there were still others around. She liked her seat - third from the front on the window side. From here she had a good view of the enormous courtyard (that was probably what gave her school the reputation of the most upper class and snobby on all of the east-coast) which was detailed with old pines and decorative water features.
Katherine also liked her seat because she had a good view of her teacher’s desk – she wasn’t sure why but her teacher, Mr. Baxter, made her feel safe and secure. Often Katherine would sit and watch him, wondering of the thoughts that must go through his mind.

“Good morning girls”
“Good morning Mr. Baxter” a reply was heard more as a groan than anything else as the girls spoke in unison.
“Geez, don’t sound too happy to be here or anything, you might scare me away” Mr. Baxter could offer nothing more than sarcasm at what was a more common occurrence than not.

* * *

John Baxter:

Morning John, how are you feeling?
Oh I’m good thanks and yourself?
Well, yes, I too am good.
…funny that.

You know John, you’re going to have to get a hold of this sometime soon, it’s clearly starting to destroy you…and me.

No John, really, you know what you’re doing…you’re a grown man for God’s sakes, don’t let him tell you what to do…stand up for yourself.

* * *

“Well you see, I’ve been having these thoughts…strange thoughts. And no matter how hard I try I can’t control them”
“Mmmmmmmm”
“Mmmmmmm? That’s all you have to say to me, for Christ’s sake I’m paying you a hundred bucks an hour”
“I’m sensing some sort of insecurity about you John, I mean, look at you reaction then for example. Now think hard John, was that really warranted?”
The psychologist’s patronizing tone only mocked John to further outrage.
“For fucks sake, this is bullshit, I can’t afford to pay some creep like you a hundred bucks only to be told that I’m insecure.”

* * *

Current Mood: writey

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Tuesday, January 4th, 2005
12:49 am
What do you do when you have a feeling that won't go away? what do you do when you don't even want it to go away, you just wish that things were different so you did't have to try and make it go away?

Ok so that sounded completely irrational probably because it is and thats pretty much the state of mind i'm in at the moment, that mixed in with the fact that i feel like complete shit (and actually that doesn't even come close to how i feel).

For the past 6 hours i have cried over the same thing which could explain why my eyes are so sore and red and why i have the biggest headache i have ever had but it doesn't matter what i do, i can't change this even though i would give anything to do so.

Basically, the person this is all about will probably never know just how much i love him, how much he means to me and just how happy he makes me no matter how much i tell him - simply because i can't even describe how much that is.

I guess this serves me right for falling for him, i just want him to know that i don't hate him and i would give everything for things to be the way they were before.
I don't regret a thing i just want to be able to smile with him every second of the day again.

(18 muses | aMUSE me)

Monday, January 3rd, 2005
9:47 pm
Tonight's probably the night i have been most upset in ages seens as for the past few weeks i have been on one hell of a natural high and what is worse is that the situation is out of my hands and too complicated to even attempt to explain and my brain cells have had enough of trying to deal with it!

Current Mood: indescribable

(aMUSE me)

Thursday, December 30th, 2004
4:32 pm
A Cooma Christmas...
I have returned from the black abyss that is Cooma, just joking, but last night after what was seemingly an incredibly long journey, I finally crawled into bed. For the previous 5 days I had been taken hostage by my family and forced to join in on the festive season in weather that fluctuated more than it does in melbourne, and with a family that gossips non stop. Ok so it wasnt that bad, but I'm pretty happy to be home.

Friday:
8:30am - Long journey to cooma consisting mainly of me and matt begging dad to play something other than Dido or Allen Jones.
5:00pm - We finally arrive in Cooma.

Saturday: Christmas Day
8:00am "wake up, it's christmas" was pretty much the greeting I got from my 11 year old cousin as he poked me to get ut of bed so that he could open his presents (unfortunately he's too young for me to tell him to fek off because I was trying to sleep).
Reluctantly, i obliged and went out to open presents. To my joy recieved a ticket to Norah Jones (I must have been good this year)

The rest of the day was spent cooking excessive quantities of food and enjoying christmas lunch/dinner. The amount of food we had was amazing - I'm still full.

9:00pm - Me, Clare and Pete decide to go for a walk on the farm. We reached the river and despite peters constant winging to go home because his feet were sore, we took off our shoes (or in my case thongs. Note to Self: never go walking around a farm with thongs on) and crossed the river - or attempted to cross the river, but I fell in.
Once we finally reached the other side, we jumped the fence to visit Grandpa who is buried over there. Balancing on barbed wire really starts to hurt after a while.
By this stage it was completely dark and getting home again proved to be somewhat interesting.

Sunday: Boxing Day
I didn't get up until about 11:30 and then spent the day pretty much doing bugger all. At about 4, we left Cooma to take Liam to canberra so he could catch a bus back to sydney.
On the way home was one of the prettiest sunsets I have ever seen *sighs*
We spent Boxing Day night playing spotlight (that game will never get old) and going for a night swim.

Monday:
I once again didn't get up until late and once again I didn't do anything.

Tuesday:
We went to Victoria today to drop clare off so we spent most of the day driving but the scenery was rocknuts. We had lunch in some country pub - way rock.
Meanwhile we were totally kicking Pakistan's arse in the cricket.

Wednesday:
11:30am - we left the farm and came home
10:30pm - Crawling into bed completely buggered (what was supposed to be a 7 hour trip somehow turned into a 11 hour trip as we stopped so many times)

So now I'm home....and sore as I just went for the first run I have been on for ages.

till next time ...believe.

Current Mood: content

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Thursday, December 23rd, 2004
10:44 pm
Tomorrow...
Tomorrow I am fading away into the sunset (no thats taking the piss...again) but I am disappearing for a while to Cooma, 'oh joy' *insert sarcasm here*
No seriously, it's not actually that badder place, it's just that it's too isolated for my liking and I will be forced to spend Christmas and the days that follow with my intensifyingly boring and bossy family made up of hundreds of people, (ok so maybe not hundreds but it feels like it). Also there is the fact that its like 7 hours drive which will probably turn into 7 painful hours of Dad playing Dido over and over and over again.

Anyway, I hope you all have a rocking Christmas and I will be back soon!

Mark: keep writing - I'm really keen for story time again.

That is all...believe some...sing some and smile ALOT - life is awesome!!!
MERRY CHRISTMAS....goodbye and goodnight! xox

Current Mood: giggly

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Tuesday, December 21st, 2004
11:40 pm
Oh Holy night...
Ok so when I think of something to write about tonight I dont really actually have that much to say except that Me, JD and Smel spent the night rocking out hard (thats taking the piss majorly) to Christmas Carols at Gosford stadium - the prettiest of all stadiums, *insert a shitload of sarcasm here*.

We got there at about 6:30 and found a lovely spot of grass where we parked ourselves for the next few hours.
The singing had already begun so we joined in (or tried to but they seemed to change the words heaps so we were kind of lost), and as the night wore on I think we became more and more crazy by the second (as expected whenever the 3 of us are together).

Great fun was had by all (I could say more but I am way way way too tired) and I made a little man out of candle wax whom I shall call Plodge and he shall be my friend (this was definately the highlight of my night).

Anyways, hope there is lots of christmas cheer being spread... I need sleep (badly)
Goodnight all...Believe!

Current Mood: tired

(1 muse | aMUSE me)

Sunday, December 19th, 2004
8:43 pm
It has arrived!!!
Coin operated boy
sitting on the shelf he is just a toy
but I turn him on and he comes to life
automatic joy
that is why i want a coin operated boy

Made of plastic and elastic
he is rugged and long-lasting
who could ever ever ask for more
love without complications galore
many shapes and weights to choose from
I will never leave my bedroom
I will never cry at night again
wrap my arms around him and pretend....

Coin operated boy
all the other real ones that i destroy
cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll
never let him go and i'll never be alone
not with my coin operated boy......

This bridge was written to make you feel smittener
with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
can you extract me from my plastic fantasy
I didnt think so but im still convinceable
will you persist even after i bet you
a billion dollars that i'll never love you
will you persist even after i kiss you
goodbye for the last time
will you keep on trying to prove it?
I'm dying to lose it...
I want it
I want you
I want a coin operated boy.

And if i had a star to wish on
for my life i cant imagine
any flesh and blood could be his match
I can even take him in the bath

Coin operated boy
He may not be real experienced with girls
but i know he feels like a boy should feel
isn't that the point that is why i want a
Coin Operated Boy
with his pretty coin operated voice
saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me
straight and to the point
that is why I want
a Coin Operated Boy...

After the intensifingly long and agonising wait I have finally been united with Amanda and Brian along with their magnificent music that is what makes the Dresden Dolls!
3 weeks ago, a very desperate me stumbled into JB Hi-Fi in search, no make that in need, of their cd. My life was shattered when I was told that there were no copies left (nah thats taking the piss again but I was pretty sad...Damn you Mark for taking the last one!). Anyways, I proceeded to order the cd in and I was told that it would be two weeks max.

2 weeks later, at JB again and no, my cd has not arrived. Me = grumpy.
I tried to explain to the good guys there that I was suffering from severe withdrawal and needed this cd or else I would die a painful, painful death (once again taking the piss). They empathised with me but really it didnt make that much difference to them.

Anyways, yesterday arvo I get a marvelous call from JB telling me that my cd has finally arrived - 'Thank God', was my reply.

So today I have been united with my beloved cd and life is truely beautiful - EVERYTHING ROCKS!

Till next time...Believe!

Current Mood: jubilant

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