3 things I learnt from my trip

Well I learnt a lot more..but these are the three that come to mind:

1. The only asians are tourists.
2. I hate queues. I blame Vicki.
3. No one in my family can read a map, except for me. Many u-turns were made, many cars beeped their horns at us because my dad was driving really slowly..lots of yelling.

Just a little something I saw on my trip ;)

Oh and Shelley, saw this and thought of you, no idea why.

And also, this was like a dream come true:

And I can't resist, I have to add this photo, which is by far, one of my favourite ones:

You should have heard the noises they were making.. ;)

Corporate Whore

Say you worked for the establishment...oh yes the evil establishment, what would you wear?

Lee:

Pride - by nancyandtoy on Polyvore.com
Akira was all about her lips. They were a ripe, luscious red in full bloom. When they parted, you could see the small sharp teeth that drew blood in her nervous states. She's hunting down the perfect pout to lure the hopelessly romantic.

Are Earl Grey tea bags married?
Not exactly "Corporate Whore" but the establishment all the same.

Tea - by smackerals on Polyvore.com

Happy 6 Months

I would like to take this space to congratulate all of us for constantly posting ( and to finally get an account.It has been 6 months and 12 days since we established this blog ^^ Hasn't time flown.

Happy Belated 6 Months hotdeadmen
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doesn't that just sound a lil weird?

Relapse

"need a new game, need a new something more
got a new face got a new way to score
got a voice like something I've heard before"

The snake's tail ending in its own mouth.
I'm reverting to old ways.
...again

hi everyone, guess who winnie?
PS look at disp. name for clue =P
PPS thanx "Lee" for the help ^O^

Curious Question

Just wondering this while i was studying for legal ^^ See aren't i a good girl, i'm studying? Ok that wasn't the question.

The question is:

Would you go through with euthanasia if you knew you were terminally ill *touchwood* ?

Of course we're just assuming that it was legal. ^^

Oh and if you want you can answer if you think it should be legal in Australia?

Winnie
Hm i think i would try to enjoy every last day of my life and try to fulfill all the things on my 'to do list.' However if i knew that the pain i would be going through excruciating pain i would consider it.. i guess...
I think it should be legal people deserve to decide on how their life should end. ^^

Lee:
I would not consider euthanasia unless my condition was influencing the quality of other people's lives. By that I mean, if it was becoming incredibly expensive to keep me alive or people are distraught when they see me in a weak condition etc. I'd like to write a book or give speeches about my life at that point so that I can positively influence people and encourage them to be brave or 'carpe diem'. I'd want to use every moment wisely though. Just imagine if you did that now. I think the book Soul Mountain is relevant here. Anyone read it?
I think it should be legal but very strictly controlled.

Vtoffeef.
I'll just go with the flow and make my mind up whenever. I'll do what I feel is right and what must be done. I would NEVER write a book about my life. I wouldn't want to bore anyone to tears. ahem. Sally Morgan. Yes, you were against great odds etc. etc. Good for bloody you. Keep your satisfaction to yourself. There's no need to be so smug.

Jess:
How on earth did this come up while you were studying for legal?
Anyway, I think I would go with it. But not before trying, as you said, to enjoy life. I think I'd like to do stuff that I'd never gotten to do, and then go around saying goodbye to everyone and writing letters to all of you before going through with it.

For the last time...hopefully

Contrary to popular belief:
- I'm not EMO. How can I possibly be emo if you can't define the term properly? Emo is a genre of music that I don't listen to and never have had any interest in. Any other sense of the word relates to the word's connotations and they extend to self mutilation, trashy attitude and depression. None of these have any relation to me whatsoever.
- I'm not Satanic. I don't belong the the Church of Satan and I'm not even pagan. Satan is part of the belief of religion and I'm not religious so it could not possibly be that I worship Satan. And even if I did, you would think I'd have the sense to keep it to myself. Obviously (or not so obviously as it would seem) I'm dripping with sarcasm when I say "I love Satan".
- I don't listen to Screamo. I don't like any band that has been described as screamo before. Honestly do a little research before you decide 'Well... she wears too much black and listens to heavy stuff and the only genre I know that fits is screamo so that must be it because I'm an ignorant pisspot who knows nothing of that which is outside the bubble I live in and I'm far too mindfucked to learn.'

I’m sick of people who are quick to the conclusion that I must be emo, satanic and in love with screamo. I find it offensive and I don’t believe that I should have to put up with people who time and time again express their false assumptions in criticising tones even though they have been corrected. If I don’t (tactlessly) voice my opinions of you as an insolent brat lacking in all departments but that of idiocy, then I see no reason why you can not do the same.

[This isn't directed at just one person...the majority are in fact, to blame.]
-end rant-

Kindly fuck off,
Lee

Wanna see cool stuff?

Haha, the people look like they're underwater, but there's actually glass on top of them, and the water is on top of that..but gosh, it looks cool!

Ahh, and also, there's a hotel in Austria..I should probably just show you the pictures.. :)

If you're blue and you don't know where to go to...

why don't you start the day with something that makes me giggle?

mm... Top Hats...

FLIP

Its odd that when I start smiling, people ask me "what's wrong", "what's so funny?" or just give me the o.0 look.
So here is the answer to your question whatever it may be.
And someday, hopefully you'l make the same [dramatic?] change.
♥Lee

Poems !!

Due to our poetry study at school my imaginative juices have started to run again. Either it was that or it was the sheer boredom of maths but i have composed this lovely poem. The subject of the poem is shelley and i .

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I can't cook
But nor can you.


Please post your lovely pieces of poetry or anything else you have come up with xD.

Ever since he was born,
Sean loved to watch porn
on the lawn
at dawn.

lee's version of the previous poem (yes i'm highly unoriginal)

Ever since he was born,
Sigmund loved to watch porn,
he fucked on the lawn
and was dead by dawn.
(it was Chlamydia)...

Jess:

I'm sitting here wondering
if you'd ever forgive me.
I did not mean to eat you
It's just that you were so tasty.
Your blood dribbled down my chin
And onto my lap.
Now I'm wondering
if it'd be worth the trouble
You'd give me
if I ate your brain.

It started off as Sunday
Wasted the day,
Moved to Monday
Sat in front of the computer,
Burning my eyes
Good gracious it's Tuesday
Slept the day away
Flipped over the calendar
Revealed it was Wednesday
School dragged another page off
Thursday came too soon
Went back to bed,
Too tired to open my eyes
Checked my phone
Showed it was Friday
Dreaded the next day
For it was tutoring.
Stayed awake the whole night
Trying to stop the sun coming up
I was too late.
Sister told me it was Saturday
Brain melted from maths
Wished it was Sunday.

I do believe my brain has melted,
but where did the headache come from?
Not from my head, for I have no brain.
Not from my body for I have no ache.
Perhaps it was another who gave me this pain.

School has melted my brain,
and the tests have not come yet.
It must be the all that work
that I never seem to do
Damn those teachers, bloody jerks.

Or maybe it's just me
Complaining and whingeing.
But damn it all!
Despite all this thinking,
I still have the bloody headache.

Little things/ Dedication

I want you to know these things. Perhaps when you're down, you'll see that there is sweetness in life. I plan on doing one person at a time when I feel an overload of love (and I want you to write as well!).

Winnie:
♥you put up with so much bullshit and yet there is relatively little complaining
♥you're gorgeous in that you smile (with your eyes and your lips) although you're upset
♥you care too much for what other people feel and make life difficult for yourself so that someone else can be happier
♥your determination is like a glass of bubbly; its effect is infectious
♥you're a sweet friend and my emphasis here is on friend. You don't mind wasting your patience and time and effort on any relationship and your concern makes me smile (even in maths).

Michelle:
♥'its a beautiful day' when you attempt to have a (not so) awkward conversation with early morning (read: grumpy) me.
♥you are so open minded, accepting and easy to get along with
♥when I stand next to you I feel waves and waves of maturity, poised femininity and grace (ignored the hyena imitations)
♥your imagination is pure genius (I'm so sure of it)
♥you're always such a joy to be around. There is not a wasted breath with you.

Point Me

The Political Compass Test

Lee:
I did this about a year back and I was in the same square but close to the centre. Interesting to see migration.

Economic Left/Right: -6.88
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -5.13
















and yours?

Jess:

Some of the questions didn't make sense to me so I guessed..

Economic Left/Right: -5.38

Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -2.87

Michelle:

Economic Left/Right: -4.88
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -1.13

Eunice:
Economic Left/Right: -6.50
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -5.59



Vicki

Economic Left/Right: -2.75
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -3.08

<3 Winnie

Friendship is when...

>Alice... has never reacted to sweaty me
>Emily doesn't even notice when I look like I've just ran in from a thunderstorm on a very hot day.
>Eunice doesn't start laughing so hard she can no longer tell me what's funny because of my slight dripping problem.
>Jessica looks at my perspiration and doesn't say a thingle sing (intentional).
>Michelle pretends she isn't laughing at my home-made Lynx ad replication.
>Tiffany has clammy hands and doesn't mind that mine are similarly clammy.
>Winnie still pats me even though I'm visibly sweating like a fountain (of youth), smell gross and I am simultaneously sniffing my snot back up and spluttering germs left right and centre.
>[sarcastic tone] Vicki decides not to wash her hands in order to preserve my youth dew on her palm. [without sarcasm] Accepts that me and Michelle's pushing are signs of affection.
>Victoria doesn't say "ewe...shelLEE"


Now share yours!

Vicki:
Friendship is when...
-Shelley doesn't mind that I'm invading her personal space, and she comes up with grand plans with me, and when she tugs on my hair, rips up paper and throws it at me, chucks her grape(s) at me and gets grape juice all over my neck
-Michelle and I are laughing together :) Or deep in discussion! And she doesn't mind when I'm in one of my (rare) hyper moods and I'm getting a little too close for comfort and I'm trying to be her siamese twin.
-Jessica smiles at me when I'm in Maths Ext in the morning and she's standing outside at her locker
-Alice attacks me when she's trying to convince Michelle that McFly aren't past their prime, and are still a cool band. I, have no idea who the heck McFly are. OR when Michelle impersonates her, and Alice smacks me instead!
-Winnie finally remembers to return my Pooh bear costume! :)
-Eunice thinks I'm a weirdo but is too nice to say anything
- Tiffany wears my present for her photo on her Learner's Permit :)
-Victoria reminds me of that time I had a giant zit on my nose, and tells me that I'm more yellow than Catherine!

Jessica:
Friendship is when...
- Shelley hits me when she wants to tell me something, then forgets what she wants to say.
- Tiffany joins me in staring at people to weird them out
- Vicki lets me mess up her hair and poke her in the side to make her go 'ooh'
- Michelle doesn't mind me singing badly off tune about how much I hate english and laughs
- Emily randomly talks about animals in eco and gives me looks when I swear
- Winnie hits Shelley when I say something to offend her
- Victoria joins me in making fun of Shelley because of what the photo lady said
- Eunice looks at me weirdly when I say stuff and laughs at me when I'm an idiot
- Alice never once tells me I'm strange or retarded, even though deep inside she's probably going WTF?

Michelle:
Friendship is when...
- Shelley educates me in many oddities of life! I never knew people used to pose with corpses in photographs. >< Yes, it's a beautiful thing Shelley...
- Vicki flinches from my homicidal pen actions :D Admit it, being stabbed by a ballpoint pen would be an awesome reason to go to hospital for. Oh, and almost always being a sane person to talk to! :)
- Alice pokes my cheeks and says Pop! Random huggles are lovely too.
- Jessica is an entertainer at english even though my face says i'm not being entertained.
- Tiffany put up with my awful singing at her party!!
- Eunice doesn't move away when she just happens to sit next to me when I'm crazy and burping.
- Emily is an adorable sweetheart and brightens my mood when she says hello!
- Victoria, ooh sharing those delicious Japanese candy with us.
- Winnie inspires me to be fob as she is so pretty now!

<3 Winnie's
Friendship is when:
- Emily doesn't complain everytime i glare at her when she says something weird or wrong. (Sorry em i dont mean to glare ^^)
- Shelley listens to all the weird things i do and not only is she not scared she is worried about me.
- Victoria is on her highs, which is oh so infectious.
- Tiffany becomes more and more fobbier due to my influence.
- Eunice informs us of interesting things.
- Vicki when she doesnt complain when i forget to bring the pooh costume.
- Alice when she listens intently to my weird ideas in English about a poem.
- Jessica when she rememebers little details that you tell her.
- Michelle when she smiles as it is so pretty.

Eunice's
> Alice calls me an alien.
> Emily ignores all those obscene words.
> Jessica puts up with my random laughing and singing.
> Michelle puts up with my sneezing at recess.
> Shelley lets me insult her.
> Tiffany lets me insult her music.
> Vicki lets me butt into your interesting conversations with Michelle because I'm rather nosy.
> Victoria is resistant to my insanity.
> Winnie didn't mind me singing horribly at DOE camp.

School sucks balls.

I said once (or many times) that school sucks. I still mean it.

I remember when school used to be about going to see your friends and being able to have fun as well as learn. Nowadays it seems that all school does is stress you out and exhaust you to the point where you want to cry in the morning when the alarm rings.

Why is it that we have to go through so many years of school and then, for those of us who want to go to university to study a course so that we can get a good job, we’re forced to go through yet another period of schooling? It’s especially bad for those who want to specialise in medicine, for they have to go through ten or more years to study the particularities of the science, so by the time they’ve finished that, half their life has been about school.

What happened to our social lives? It was flourishing in year 10 when we had activities to keep us occupied. School was more lax in year 10. It just seemed like there was more time for things then. Now our social life has all but gone down the drain and it seems like it only gets worse from there. We don’t have any holidays anymore, as my tutor says, they’re ‘study vacations’, where we’re expected to be studying for the upcoming assessments and tests. And that’s exactly what we’ll find ourselves doing soon.

Just imagine, someone trying to organise something fun for us to do, like go to a movie or just hang out, and none of us can come, the excuse being ‘I’m studying’. That’s going to be the basis of our holidays: studying.

School has taken over our lives. It’s like it’s the alien from a different planet, slowly brainwashing our world, turning us into mindless people who are focused on schooling and work. It paints a very gloomy picture. Just imagine 10 years from now, where we’ll all be too busy with our own lives, with schooling and work, to see each other.

So I say, down with school, starting with the English faculty. :)




(Sorry about the small picture, any bigger and it would be blurry)

(If you can't read or see the picture properly, to the left is a pyramid of cheerleaders. Going from top to bottom, left to right: Jessica Jnr, Vicki, Michelle, Cherry, Emily, Tiffany, Victoria, Shelley, Winnie, Teresa, Alice, Eunice, Jessica Clone's 1,2 and 3. And at the bottom is a crazy me holding a gun. And being hung are: Derry aka Dairy Farmer, Bullivant aka Big Boob [Like Big Bird!], Voss, Reis, The Evil Sub we had today, Brown, Simon aka Big Bear [from Playschool] )

With Love,
Jessica

The problem with Teenage Girls...

Why must most teenage girls be so utterly fixated on weight, love and entertainment? You'd think that it being an age of rebellion we would be against the whole idea of teenage years which were created to sell products. Products are only sold when we feel inferior and are falsely led to believe that we can not be as 'happy' as another without certain products or if we don't conform to a popular body image.
Another rather peculiar notion that has embedded itself in teenage girls everywhere is that if they look a certain way and follow a certain code of conduct, they will inevitably fall in love and live happily ever after. Apparently this extends to klutzy, plain girls and vampires.
Entertainment is so closely associated with propaganda I can no longer tell the difference. Why would you ever want to watch something that is going to make you falsely believe that you are of no worth unless you look like a centerfold and dress like a kinderwhore?

The most important thing to takeaway from this is: who cares what you look like, I LOVE YOU.

- here, have some ego.

Success of the Month/Appreciation Post II

Another month has past so tell us the good news!
Shelley:
♥I'm happy. I have something to hold on to. Something to strive for. I didn't (and still don't) care too much for numbers on bits of paper and this is different.
♥I'm doing my tutoring hw. always
♥I'm seeing the world through a new pair of eyes. I love it.
♥well NIN was a success. I can't stop listening to Billy Talent and Anberlin now so I'm guessing that was also a success.
♥I've realised so much potential, so much to look forward to. I want to burst open and show you my innards!

Eunice:
¶ Thank Goodness for dropping Maths Extension.
¶ My monologue went *rather* smoothly.
¶ Working on my american accent for no particular reason..
¶ I've managed to get up to page 39 of "Spy Cactcher: The Candid Autobiography of a Senior Intelligence Officer". Hooray. It is so technical and alot of the time I don't know what he's talking about. All these technological thingys.
¶ I haven't been tutoring since year 5. HA. HA. BRILLIANT. I feel high all of a sudden...

Vicki:
* I'm starting to really love tutoring. I think it's because I understand now! I do love English tutoring though, English teachers are just so insightful. And I feel like the dots are getting connected for me.
*I'm keeping up with my school work, which I know, isn't something to be that proud of, but I'm not falling behind, which is good
*I don't feel quite like a fraud in English 1 anymore! I guess they're really not going to burn me at the stake when the realize I'm not really an elite English student, because I sorta am?
*I'm starting to really enjoy playing piano. Sometimes it feels like a bit of a chore (especially long practise sessions, but I'm starting to love just playing, and the feeling of the keys beneath my fingers)
*And it was the first time I grew a watermelon! :)

It was that tiny (like pea sized), and then over the month, it grew and grew (from pea sized to about eyeball sized, to about tennis ball sized) to the size of about an apple (it only gets about that big). I have photos of all its stages, like a mum with a photo album of the development stages of her kid! Except mums usually don't eat their kids at the end.



For something so small, it sure has a bloody lot of seeds, though that's fun because I could practise seed spitting! Anyway, it's got cream flesh (this is one half of it, I ate half of it before I realized I needed to take a photo) because it's a heirloom variety that doesn't have pink flesh.

Maybe... hysterics?

I may just be hysterical. As in clinically hysterical. I mean if these aren't the signs then everyone else must be just as bonkers as I am;
♥Sometimes I can just not stop smiling. (I mean when I'm not under the influence of ...you fill in the blank.) Not quite sure what I'm smiling about but it must be absolutely magical. Seriously I have no idea why I get the whole "you're so emo" bullshit when my cheeks are sore from smiling.
♥I'm obsessive. I admitted it...unlike many of you that I know of. I have this strange obsession with details. Sometimes interesting people cross my path and I am simply bursting to devour them (german?cannibal? neither unfortunately), soak up every inch of them.
Do you?
♥I have the craziest, disturbing and fantastic daydreams. If you were inside my head you would be so astonished and disgusted it would make your head spin and your bile exit. They are just always so darn innapropriate. And the resulting blushing and smiling and klutziness is always such a darn inconvenient give-away.

Anyway welcome the hysterical me. May you forever be blessed with my inability to frown during these episodes of radom hysterics.
Much Much Excessive Love, Lee