this song never ceases to amaze me. i actually have no idea why. but i love it to pieces. it's F.E.A.R by Ian Brown... incase you weren't picking up my telepathic signals.
i was on my walk home tonight after a long day at work when it appeared randomly on my playlist. It is just pure... coolness.
i was trying to remember how i got into it... then i remembered that it was because of ben lee. ha! he played it when he guest programmed rage a few years ago. mighty cool.
i'm not sure if its the lyrics, or the way he delivers it. but man. this song is damn cool.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
it has been more than a week
i think this has been the longest i have ever gone without posting a blog post. there have been a few reasons... number 1 being that i've been way too busy with uni... and number 2 being because i wanted my first post as an 18 year old post 18th party, to be about my party. and when i say my party... i actually mean the party of both me and lucy... but it is far too hard to articulate that... let alone write it.
but yes. it was a good night... and i think everyone had a totally rad time. well they better have... or i'll hunt them down with a large stick.
here are some mad photos for you to all make your own decision on its coolness.
yeah... we were too cool
lucy got loads of lovin
salona dressed as me
yey for 18!
cake
sex.
geeks
yes.
lou and polly spooning in pollys shorts.
today was relatively good. i bought a coat, and a jumper. woo! go me! and mum bought me like... a lot of undies and bras. so yey!
however... the day before that, and right before i went shopping... was mega crap.
thursday and friday i basically did 3 assignments in 48 hours. plus i had two shifts at work (one of which ended horribly) and i got about 8 hours sleep all up. the assignments have now been handed in, although unfinished.
on my friday shift at work, i was closing with lucy. all went super, up until i put my security code into the little security alarm cod box... thing... i put in the number, and i didnt think it sounded right when it beeped at me to tell me it was armed. however, i hadn't used my new code... ever, and i hadn't set the alarm myself in a month or so,, so i wasn't 100% positive that it was armed. and i dont like palying around with them, incase i blew the shop up or something, so i closed the safe, and locked all the doors and then left. Later that night i got a call from my boss telling me that i hadn't turned the alarm on, and that I was fired, and to come and see her in the morning. (you may think that it was a bit harsh to fire me there and then... but we just recently got a new policy that allows me to be fired on the spot for not locking and securing the place right... there had been a few incidents in other stores with this)
So Amy and I drank our sorrows away. and in the morning i woke up feeling like absolute shit, knowing i was being fired officially that day. The walk to work felt like it was an hour long... and when i finally got there (after a slight detour cos they were doing track maintenance on the railway) i was even more vervous than when i went for my job interview with them.
However, my boss explained to me that i still had a job (yey!) and that she realises that it wasn't entirely my fault. (yes... we blamed it on the shitty alarm machine.... thing.) I do have an official written warning though. how uncool is that?
its funny how when you think you are fired you automatically start thinking of all these horrible things. i wont give examples... but i know what im talking about, and thats all that matters to me.
on friday, i also bought a tamagotchi. its version 3 (yes... i dont know when version 2 came out either?) - his name is stanford... except im only allowed to have 5 letters for his name, so i had to shorten it to stan. at first he was annoying. then i learnt how to put him on pause.
that is all.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
i would like to make an announcement:
i am 18 years old now.
i can now officially legally... - drink - go to jail - vote - drink - abstane from sex with children under the age of 16 - drive - drink - drink and drive illegally - write my will - defend myself in court - drink - marry a man - vote in some form of... thing... to let me marry a woman if needs be - get paid $2.73 more - drink
that is all i have on this issue. thankyou for your time ladies, gentlemen and assholes.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
just in case...
if i dont post tomorrow, which might be likely... this is my last post as a 17 year old. and if i do post tomorrow, then this is my last post as a 17 year old on a thursday.
Monday, April 17, 2006
cold
it is too cold to type with two hands. so in order to keep one hand under the blanket, im typing with one hand in a v.uncomfortable position. im seriously considering pluggin in my mic and using speech to type. ok, lets do this.
I've come to the conclusion that this thing sucks it can even speaking below that level time after do it all in Microsoft word in the Microsoft word while there was room in the release of the defense and is well above the hole of a bad political animal time often the law in the open wants to collect of punctuation the one that what is we're no we're we're the stock you stop to interest that interest rates and higher pirate I like pirates yeah I won a while now, and no final edit you insert format tools table window while the windows media player was seeking it that way if nothing else they said they dare been focused on their knees use . day is known To be stupid. It has died down below don't begin to get stupid. Iowa and added and spun away from me. Below , the depth of U.N. Elizabeth and made back speech configuration options now open the 80 million 80 capsule know if applicants in that can be a controlled by known 88
wow. that was a learning experience! i worked out how to delete shit with my voice, use punctuation, highlight the selected phrase, and copy it onto the clipboard. As it turns out, I can't actually dictate into blogger, so I had to do it into microsoft word. The entire first sentence was correct. (when i say sentence i mean like first 10 words or so, because due to the lack of punctuation skills this thing has, that entire thing is like 2 sentences long.
Ok, now I am going to say...
"Yes! today i don't have to work! Go team Emma! I got called up early in the morning by Toni who told me I could have a sleep in. I love this whole staying in bed until... past 8.30am thing."
ok.. here we go:
Yes!to the Internet to go to work!Thirteen am a! I got called up early in the morning
You told me I forget the sleeping pill I love this whole staying in bed until. Bill. Cost 8:30 AM been done
hahahaha. thats quite amusing.
i'll give $5 to whoever can tell me what I actually said when the speech dictation tool spat out...
The Danny wall polls were my world
have a good day all.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
everyone is wrong
my mother is virtually immobile for some reason. salona just got out of hospital. james has a cold. richard had a car accident. alex is suffering from the worst hangover he has ever encountered. eric won't make a LAN with my desktop PC.
and
i smell funny and i spent almost $200 at JB Hifi today.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
seat cover world
every day on my lone trip to uni on the bus, i pass an interesting establishment which goes by the name of "seat cover world" - i will not go into detail about the drab appearance and shiftyness of the place, nor will i expand on the strage fact that the windows are tinted to the max, and the entire top floors curtains are always drawn closed, i will mearly comment on the beauty which is seat covers.
when i think of seat covers, i automatically think of car seat covers. but upon more thought on the issue, i realise that "seat cover world" does not actually specify what kind of seat covers it conceals in its depths. I figure that they advertise themselves as being a "world" of seat covers, therefore they must contain all forms of seat covers. dictionary.com defines "world" as:
A realm or domain
A particular way of life
A celestial body such as a planet
so, being the "realm of seat covers" and having "seat covers as a way of life" and by including "a celestial body of seat covers" - one could only assume that "sea cover world" would contain all forms of seat covers.
in my thinking about seat covers i found that there are indeed a lot of different kinds of seats to be covered. yes, there are car seats to be covered as i mentioned, and also other various forms of transport, such as motorbikes, bicycles, trucks and busses. i looked down the isle of the bus, only to find that my brainstorming was correct. yes, the bus driver was indeed sitting on this very stylish grey lambs skin bus-drivers-seat cover. was it possible that shane the bus driver got his seat cover from "seat cover world?"
at uni i found that there were many seats to be covered, there are the couches in the library, the swivel chairs in the computer labs, the lecture theatre seats and even the park benches on the lemon scented lawns could be covered if needs be. does "seat cover world" cater for all these seats too? what about my seats at home? the big pleather chair in the computer room would be quite a hassle to cover if i ever needed to cover it. couches are relatively easy to cover... but would "seat cover world" cover those super snazzy "home theatre" chairs like they have in gold class at the movies, but ritzier? or those fantastic "L" shaped couches?
gosh. so, i typed this entire thing, without bothering to check if such a classy establishment such as "seat cover world" had a website. as it turns out they do. all my questions have been answered in this insightful website. if you too are curious about the mysteries of "seat cover world" please feel free to visit their website. just be thankful i didn't write 500 words on the albino guy i saw today. he was actually a real albino too. with WHITE hair, disgustingly pale/pink skin, long clothes that covered every part of his body except his head, and extremely dark sunglasses inside so that no one could see his pink eyeballs.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
fail
i just got an email from some kid with the subject header "i read your blog" he says...
and i found that your doing the same subjects as me. can you do my assignment!?!?!!??! :)
hahaaaaaaaa does he want to fail or what?
so kid. the answer is no. unless you give me full creative control over... everything (including what the questions ask)
Monday, April 10, 2006
tapis rouge
on the bus today, i sat next to this girl that was wearing stripy thermal pants. like... all she was wearing on her lower half were longjohns.
and in my geek magazine this month the ballroom dancer tech from St L's featured in it like 4 times. I haven't gotten it in a while... i think he might be like a feature writer now or something. The photo they show of him like 3 times is absolutely horrific. poor bloke, he never had much going for him, except for his extraordinarily good posture.
Ok, i have come to the conclusion that the ballroom dancer techy guy is my new love. that is all. his name is james. (coincidence? i think not!) I watched an entire tutorial which was on the DVD that came with the magazine he was in... just so i could hear his voice. he sounds like he has a pole up his ass even when hes on a dvd explaining shit.
friday started off really super well, until i needed to pee.
i was on the tram back from lady godiva's abode... when the feeling struck me. By the time I got to Flinders St Station, the need to go was quite strong, so i quickly checked what time my train left - yes! i have 12 minutes! - and went to the ladies.
After i relieved myself, i went over to the taps to wash my hands, as is common protocol these days. i put my little batman tin (which contains my money, cards, ID, train tickets) next to the basin, and then washed my hands. I turned back to pick up my tin, and... it was gone.
yeah... i know im the worlds biggest dumbass for taking my eyes off my money at flinder st station, but yeah... I officially admit that I am stupid. You have it in writing now. If anyone ever calls me stupid, and I disagree, they have evidence against it right here. I am STUPID!
So I went to the lady in the connex uniform, she told me to go to the police. The police told me to go to the lost and found dept. And the Lost and Found dept told me to go to the Station master. Some time later, I had it all sorted, and i had some super cool ticket to get me home, and the police and co had my name and number incase my tin was handed in.
(the super cool ticket - it was the equivalent of a daily, full fare, zone 1, 2 & 3 ticket. Thats like... $12 worth. I felt privilaged)
On the way to Uni in the train, about an hour after the initial loss of the tin, and probably about 15 minutes after the deadline for my FIT1003 assignment was due, I got a call from the Lost and Found dude, saying that my tin had been recovered... but the money was gone. I could pick it up anytime between 8am and 5pm, Monday to Friday. Which was incredibly useless to me, as I had to go to uni and work all day, and then it was the weekend. So i got my hero - lady godiva to pick it up for me. Because they are a superhero... like batman and the teenage mutant ninja turtles.
I got to uni, and realised that I had no money, or my Monash ID card, so I couldn't even print off my late assignment. But I found this super awesome guy in my course, called andrew to help me out. i love this guy to pieces. he let me use his ID to print off my assignment, and then showed me how to use the printers, and where to hand in my assignment.
Then I went to work, and my life went back to normal... just without any money.
So what have i learnt from all this? That whilst there is absolute scum in this world... such as the evil cows that hang around the Ladies toilets at Flinders St Station and steal super cool batman tins, there are also just as many awesome people around who have too much good in them. Andrew, Lady G, Lost and Found Man, and the anonymous person who handed in my tin - thankyou! i wish there were more people like you out there in the world.
oh! and i also learnt and equally as important lesson: never wash your hands after going to the toilet.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
from the bed of lady godiva
blogs block, the drain is blocked, the drain my brain
evidently i am incapable of even stringing a collection of words more than 2 together into a meaningful stream of audobility i.e. im sure you, as in YOU can barely make sense of anything here.
no but yeah but no, i hadn't finished that sentence but it was ended for me, because clearly it was getting to silly, an i have a feeling this one may be going there too
"STOP IT, right, this is getting silly, i order you to stop being silly!"
huh well, maybe this is all a bit useless, and there really was no point in posting anything in this post, so maybe u'll have to be quick because, soon after this post has been posted we will unpost it, or edit the post so that there is no text, maybe except for.... a few words.
oh... im in no,, well its my bed but emmas in it too:P peace out
todays post is proudly brought to you by the letter P
P is for Procrastination.
I have just realised how Brighton people can afford to live in brighton. Sure they have huge houses and nice cars... but thats all they indulge on. Brighton people are CHEAP. I hate them all (except a select few which just by coincidence happen to be my friends) and they probably all hate me, for being super cool and living in East Brighton. How I love that magic number 7, which sets me apart from all those Brightoners with their 3186 postcode. 3187 runs off the tongue much better too. And it is cool.
Yes, once again I'm sitting here procrastinating doing my IT in Oganizations assignment. It's nt hard or anything. Just so damn stupid and long! It's exactly like IPM in VCE... just instead of having an awesome little teacher... now I have this Indian bloke who I can't understand... and this little asian lady who i don't even think speaks the same language as me when she tries to explain things. Jon is in love with her though. They have great chemistry.
I'm basically just past the expected word limit and I still have another 700-1000 words to write. I think I might have a fair bit of condensing to go. Urgh. Once I get this done, and I finish work at browns serving the tight Brighton public, I think today is going to be an OK day. Tomorrow should be even better... assuming I finish this assinment on time. urgh. ok... 2 hours to do 700 odd words. I can do it!
I know I can!
AHHHHhhhhhhhh..... and so i fall off into delirium.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
the end
yes. its true. i am blogging to procrastinate doing work. am i THAT predictable?
i should be shot or something. like a race horse who broke its leg. except im not some giant 4 legged creature, and although my body is covered in hair... im not a horse. and i dont run. therefor i dont break bones.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
live blog
ok. i havent done a live blog in a while. they are always fun. well they are for me, and they let the time pass well.
im in a Computer Systems lecture at the moment. Nandita the lecturer is wearing her sexy red jacket, with floral shirt. as usual, her pants are up to her saggy chest. her masculine boots are shuffling along the ground as normal, making her laser pointer go all over the screen. She just turned on the projector thing... she's showing the bored theatre something about "multiple interrupts" - exciting stuff.
Aaron let me sit next to him today. Poor guy. I told him he'd get distracted... which he did. but i think he's coped all right. Hi Aaron. Yeah, he's reading my screen.
There are these 3 dudes infront of me... they had this poll going of "if nandita died, would anyone care" - to vote, we jus had to add one of them on MSN and tell them our thoughts. Quite amusing.
My nose is really smooth. I exfoliated last night, and now my nose is like a babies bum. Its great, but i can't stop stroking it. mmm... nose goodness.
Jon is getting angry at me... "i thought we were gonna sit next to eachother and look up cars" - i saved him a seat... well not really, but there was one next to me, but he went to sit down... THEN MOVED AWAY!!! douchebag.
I think the lecture is over. 10 mins early. woo! well, there is movement and noise. and nandita shut up.
Monday, April 03, 2006
the bus and anarchy (i love toucans)
im lame. i just walked in the door and rushed to find the powercord for my laptop so that i could blog. so uncool.
the 703 bus to middle brighton is always packed at 5 in the afternoon, and today was no exception. the monash kids pile onto the bus so that by the time that the old bus driver pulls away from the bus terminal, we are all crammed like sardines in a can. I buy my 2 hour concession ticket, and head to the back of the bus with my fingers crossed in the hope that my favourite seat hasn't been taken yet. As usual, I pass the fat guy that takes up two seats, the dumbass who puts his bag on the seat next to him, the skanks, the lovers, the indians, the muslims and the geeks. the faces basically all look the same. with the majority of the bus being asian. However today, 2 faces stood out more than the others.
The first being the guy who i always see on the bus. and whenever i do see him in the morning, i always seem to be on the same bus home as him. to anyone that went to school with me, he looks like a handsome Jay Shreeve. But he's possibly queer... or just v.metrosexual. I considered sitting next to him, as well... obviosuly because he's damn good looking and cool. However, the moment I saw the second stand-out face i knew i had to sit with them. (plus the hotter jay guy was sitting in the single seat at the front of the bus... no room for me..)
The other face was staring right back at me, and yes, there was basically the last spare seat next to him. Which doesn't surprise me, because if i didn't actually know Simon, i wouldn't want to sit next to him either. Yes, I sat down next to Simon Hall. For those that have no idea, Simon is this... freak that went to my school for a few years. He caused havoc, and was eventually asked to leave. He never washed, got thrills from putting people in danger or awkward situations, wore all black and at one stage, he ripped one of his fingernails off then wore it around his neck on a chain. Even though he used to scare me, i always admired Simon. We had our good chats back in year 7. Although, his brain was always way ahead of everyone elses. And... from what i've gathered... still is. I smiled and sat down next to him and asked if he remembered me. "of course i remember you emma!!!" - i was quite surprised at this. I really honestly thought he would have forgotten someone like me. I don't think i'd ever forget someone like simon though. We spoke about everything. It was really good to catch up with him. I was quite surprised that he kept his hair neater than me, and cleaner. Mind you, thats really not that hard to do. But seeing Simon, and realising he was cleaner than me has now made me want to go and have a long shower straight after this post.
So that is my big news. seeing simon hall. no one would really understand my excitement of this unless they were at st leonards in '99/00/01ish. i wouldnt have been the least bit surprised if i found out simon was dead. but he looks very healthy.
one more thing... what the hell is wrong with people who listen to dance/house music leisurely? i couldn't think of anything worse. sure, maybe its cool to dance to... but to actually listen to? bah! it's barely even music.
one more thing id like to mention. baby seals. curry taco. (totally unrelated to each other)
where's your head at?
i just found out a very amusing fact.
On friday night, the 31st of March Ben Lee was headlining the Magaret River festival. At some point during his set he was hit in the head with a glass beer bottle. If we put the danger and sympathy aside... is this not the funniest thing you have heard in a long time?
Imagine him stading there, singing the line "So Pleeeaaaaaassse!!! Baby Please!!! just Catch my Disease!" and WHACK! A bottle of beer gets thrown from the peaceful Western Australian audience of blues and roots fans, bypasses Ben's massive ears, hits his skull and smashes into a million tiny pieces all across the stage.
Let us just hope that Lara didn't get hurt. Mmm... I love Lara. Oh, and perhaps the new drummer who is semi-good looking. I still miss gary hotstix though.
But all things aside, Ben Lee's head is where a lot of the things that I love come from, and even though he is OK, and has left the country... im mildly sad. Quite amused though.
In other news... my Computer Systems Assignment is due in 3 hours, and I still basically have half an entire section to finish. But I can only really blame myself... i'm not going to though, naturally I have to blame james.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
the corner
in 20 days the government has enough trust in me to:
drive by myself
drink responsibly
vote for... anything
get married to the right person
sign a contract legally
move out
not have sex with someone under the age of 16
have a voice
go to pubs/clubs
make my own decisions
yet my own mother doesn't have enough trust in me to let me sleep in the same bed as my boyfriend. what the fucks with that? the government doesn't even know me and they let me do cool stuff.
yes. i realise my mother knows me better than the government, and she may be smarter than the government too... but thats no excuse for me to not get angry.
now. daylight savings is confusing. and i have to work in 30 mins. urgh. today is going to be a shit day, i can see it already.
Saturday, April 01, 2006
urgh
i just downloaded iTunes onto eric. I feel so grotty.
i really dont think two 17 year olds should be allowed to run a shop together. it just seems stupid. the other chick working with me was rostered to finish at 5 and i was rostered to finish at 5.3o. it was a super busy day. i ended up finishing at 6pm. just because when we were open to customers there was no possible way that we would have had a spare moment to close. so... in the shop for an hour... with $5000 odd, is a lone 17 year old girl. this doesn't seem right.
to make my day worse... i have hours of homework ahead of me. plus my horse that i put $5 on didn't win.
The only good part about today, was the fact that it was the first saturday all year that i've been able to sleep in past 10am. and that I did. until 1pm actually. it was gooood.
last night was fun. i went around to jons place. we watched the year 12 video, then fear and loathing in las vegas. both were damn good. the latter being pretty awesome. then we played with his awesomely awesome new keyboard. it has a million and one sounds. and is too cool for words. so i shal shuttup about it now. then we had our normal weird emma + jonno chats. i'd go into detail, but people would just think im a freak more of a freak than normal.
yesterday seriouslt felt like it was 3 days long. not because it was shit, but because i did so many different things, and my emotions changed many times. i woke up happy, got sad because i realised i had to go to uni for just one hour, angry because the bus driver was mean, then happy again because i saw amy and alex, then sad because i had to say au revoir to alex, happy once more because i went to visit school, plain awkwardness followed because i ran into lachlan, then miserable because of the wetness of me in the rain, then joyful because jonno is cool, then sad because i had to go home. mmm... it was a long but good day yesterday.
i love complaining about shit all. and boring the world with my shitty complaining about shit all.
oh, and lady g, because you asked... on thursday i went to uni, then worked for 4 hours, then i went on a date with this guy called james. i don't think you know him though, unlike yourself, he's a bit of a loser. after that i came home and slept.
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