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And all that could have been
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| You know, I'm not dead... |
[19 Dec 2007|06:12pm] |
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Pilgramige - NIN |
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I'm just living in my head
Forever waiting,
On the ways of your desire
You always find your way
And through it all into us all you move
Forgotten touch, forbidden thought
We can never, ever know...
You Know I'm not dead!
Thank you Mr. Corgan.
Well, I haven't posted in forever. Life has moved along. I would update everyone, but the sad thing is, my life is pretty boring, so I'll spare you the mundane details.
Save one:
I'm almost finished Phantom Hourglass. God I love Zelda games, they are so addictive!
My brain is like fuzz right now. I was shopping for a wedding dress for my Mother today. It was extraordinarily difficult as she doesn't want to wear white. They also seem to design dresses for younger brides only. People still go out at the age of 50, so how about all the fashion designers out there make some dresses that might be flattering for a 50 year old, instead of being all backless, thigh high slit, show the world your underwear bull shit!?
Anyway, shopping for dresses is a really draining experience... Canefire and coke however, is delicious.
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glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Absurdity, Anxiety, Death... why is it I DON'T find existentuialism depressing!? |
[12 Nov 2007|11:44am] |
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The ravens outside, caw-cawing away |
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I have a great love for Existential thinkers. Especially Sartre... he writes in such a rich and amazing way! Of course, only having woken up 30 minutes ago, it's still too early for my brain to digest Sartre. There will be no "Being and Nothingness" until after the morning coffee!!
So, the Australian Election is almost upon us! Punkin is actually putting money on the coalition to win. His reasoning? "This way, even if little Johnny wins I can still be happy, cause I'll make $100" Oh that boyfriend of mine! ^-^ We've also decided to have an Election Party! Huzzah! Any excuse will do! So at the moment I am brain storming "election" drinking games!
Any ideas are always welcome!
Which reminds me, any of you Perth-ites who think it might be fun to watch the election with cocktails and beers, then let me know! You're all welcome to celebrate democracy the Australian way with us!
So I've almost cracked the 10k mark with my Nano, I'm a little behind, but I'm so happy with the way things have been panning out that I'm not at all worried. I seem to have been hit with a new lease of inspiration and so when I'm not typing about Sartre and Heidegger or Titus Andronicus for class, I'm in a Nano frenzy! I think I'll be up to date with my word count by the middle of the week! XD
Well, I think that is enough mumbling for me for now!
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glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Dasein-as-being-in-the-world... |
[08 Nov 2007|09:11am] |
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End Game playing in the background... |
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Some of you might recognize that hyphenated title as Heidegger, his 'term' for everyday existence, my existence the last 4 weeks has been of the everyday sort, so I thought it was apt!
Well, I have 45 minutes before I start work today. The end of October/start of November has been an absolute blur of assignments for me.
I've hardly had a chance to just kick back and relax, I'm only a paltry 5000 words into my Nano, and I've been wrestling with my last 3 assignments trying to get them to give me a break of at least 2 hours a day to work on it!
Luckily, one of them is almost finished, so hopefully dealing with 2 will make things a little easier!
I've decided to work on a Modern Fantasy this year, originally I was going to continue my work on The Adventures of Carlotta Swift, but as no ideas were forthcoming I decided to leave it be for the time being and work on something new. The result is Zero Sum, the setting, a world thats almost a mirror image of our own, the only real differences are the place names and the religions.
In fact, Religion is what the whole story is about. For centuries the citizens of Xenfar have been worshiping powerful beings as Gods, all the while slipping away from the true essence of their creation... I'm planning on keeping this one short and sweet. I'd like it to stand alone as a novella. But we'll have to see how I go!
In other news, I've finally ironed out the kinks in my honors proposal! I'm planning on looking at the problems inherent in Post-Colonial theory and offer a new way of analyzing these problems with the help of existentialist philosophy, and perhaps, providing some answers. I'll look at Reverse Orientalism under the light of Sartre's bad faith, Nationalism using Nietzsche's herd mentality vs. free spirits... I'm still working on the other problems in the theory and which existentialist philosophy can help us reach a better understanding of them, but I have been assured by both of my Prof's that I don't need to know -everything- I am going to write about now...
Summer is almost upon us and spring is drawing to a close, I've recently formed a bond with the Ravens who live in one of the tree's in my back yard! I've been leaving our scraps out for them, they just gobble up left over bacon! As a result they are getting quite tolerant of me and will even let me sit outside and watch them eat!
On one final note, Dave is watching a silly conspiracy theory documentary "End Game" at the moment, he's ranting and raving about the baseless claims the narrator is making, and the many historical facts he's already gotten wrong in the first 20 minutes! If anyone enjoys a good laugh, or a bad conspiracy theory, then I recommend this one! xD
Well, I better get ready for another day sticking it to the man!
Adieu Mon Ames!
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1 Unicorn glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Cumin, Garlic, Chilli and Descartes. |
[10 Oct 2007|09:36pm] |
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Diamond Dogs - David Bowie |
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That subject there just about sums up my evening so far! I had an exciting adventure making a curry! In fact, it tasted so delicious that I've deemed it a recipe worth sharing!
( Curry a la Elti )
Aside from pottering around in the kitchen and whipping up tonights curry, I've also been reading up on Cartesian Dualism, more with regards to the metaphysical separation between mind/soul and body. Perhaps some of you may remember my previous anguish over Descartes. He's an absolutely infuriating writer and sometimes I'm tempted to liken his philosophical doctrine to a collection of wet toilet paper on a bathroom counter. It's sort of insubstantial and when you try and grab a hold of it, the whole thing suddenly seems to feel like a soggy mush thats just barely holding on to its consistency... Oh maybe I'm being harsh. The fact is, I'm bitter about Descartes as a philosopher...
Anyway, I'm about to embark on the introduction for my short essay, it's entitled
Essences and Eidetic Insights in Descartes and Husserl. Sounds a wee bit wanky to me, but at the same time, it sums up quite economically the subject matter I'm dealing with!
Nanowrimo is creeping up on me again. It managed to get me so motivated last Novemeber that I'm definitely going to give it another bash! Last year I made the target and I had 3 exams to study for and 2 assignments all due in Novemeber! This year I have only 1 assignment on Nov 9th and one exam, Date TBA. So I think in light of that I shouldn't have any reason not to make the target this year. I've got the beginning of an idea with a plot, but until Descartes and Husserl are tucked back into the bookshelf I fear I won't have any luck developing it...
On that note I suppose it's time to hit the books again
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1 Unicorn glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Isn't is funny how 7 years can feel like the blink of an eye? |
[10 Sep 2007|11:12am] |
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Angel - Sarah McLauchlan |
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I remember the day so well, how could I forget it really?
I spent the whole day talking about him, The major assignment for English that term was to interview a migrant and write their story. Well, my Dad had come to this country with nothing and built himself a beautiful life. I thought he was the perfect choice. So I'd raided the photo albums for all those old pictures of him in the 70's, I'd prepared a bunch of questions to ask him, about how he felt, about why he wanted to come here, about the family he left behind and only flew back to see on the occasional Christmas.
I spent the whole bus ride home talking to Kathleen about him. You see, Father's day had only just passed the weekend before, I'd bought him a chess set and I planned to surprise him with it when he came home. It was only 14 days until his holidays. Ma was so excited, the roof had just gone on the new house, we were all going to go there and have a picnic underneath it.
It was almost surreal. The school bus used to pass my house on the opposite side of the highway, I used to wait for it to loop round so it could drop me off right outside my front door. I hated crossing Great Eastern with that big bag full of school supplies and text books. Perhaps because I'd been speaking about him so much that day, as the bus passed the Old Mahogany Inn and my house, I thought for a second I saw him in our backyard, pottering around in his blue polo shirt and green stubbies. Those shorts were so faded they were almost pastel in color.
When I got off the bus, I remember Phil was there waiting for me, I was so confused, he took my bag off me, asked me about my day at school. But he refused to answer my questions,
"What are you hear for!?" I'd asked. Phil lived in Leederville, it was odd for him to come up, especially on a Monday. He had work the next morning early. He left his sun glasses on. We walked up the bush track and I blabbered on, about my English assignment, about all the great, old, black and white photo's I'd found of Mum and Dad's wedding. They'd just had their 30th wedding anniversary in June.
It's funny when I think about the person I was before that afternoon. Naive, and so willing to believe in a fairy tale of "happily ever after".
I was so scared when I got in the house, My Uncle and Aunt were there, At first I thought something had happened to Marco. Even though he's the eldest kid, Marco is a real loose cannon. Always getting himself in trouble. I remember thinking to myself, "Oh God, Marco has OD'ed on Heroin again."
Mum was crying, and her tears confirmed my suspicions. I walked over and hugged her and said, "What's the matter? What's happened?" The whole time expecting to hear that Marco had screwed up again. After all, that was the norm in my family. My eldest brother gets himself in trouble and we bail him out.
But I never thought I'd hear those words, I can't even remember how she told me, "Daddy's dead", "Your Father has passed away", "Dad's in heaven". I don't know what she said to me, I just remember the feeling. Like a lump of ice had just formed in my stomach. I remember stepping back, I know Mum wanted to hold me, but I couldn't stand there in her arms. An emotion had gripped me, and I needed to stand alone to face it. It wasn't disbelief that washed over me, it wasn't denial.
A realization had hit me smack in the face when she spoke those words, whatever they were, and I knew right then that I had spent my whole life believing a lie. Heaven wasn't a place you went to when you died. It was those moments you seized when you truly felt alive. I knew right then, I would never see my Father again, there was no happy kingdom in the clouds where we'd one day be reunited. We only ever had that one chance, just the one shot at life as Father and Daughter. The bullet had flown the barrel of the gun and all that was left now was an empty chamber.
The one thing that I always think about when I think about My Dad, is how alike we were. There is usually a moment in every day when I wish that he was here, so I could talk to him about Politics or Philosophy, about History, about Herbs. I wish I could take him down to the lake near by, and show him the Cygnets that have just been born, because a big part of my childhood was spent on his knee with the binoculars out, Bird Watching. I wish we could walk around the national parks together again, and talk to trees like we did when I was a kid. Or spend a whole day in Elizabeth's Second Hand Book Store, smelling all the old pages and walking out with a copy of some Jane Austen novel and a Biography of the life of Stalin.
I wish he had been able to come to Russia, like he always said he wanted to. Oh I went, with Mum, we saw all the sights that Dad had always spoken of, all the places he had wanted to see, but he never got the chance. And I never got a proper chance to say Goodbye, to tell him how much I loved him. That he was my hero and if I turned out to be even half the person he was, I'd be happy.
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glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| The day the music died... |
[07 Sep 2007|06:00pm] |
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Nessun Dorma - Pavarotti |
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So, Pavarotti lost his battle with cancer.
Hearing that reminded me how lucky I am, that they picked up my Ma's cancer early before it became malignant.
At least his remarkable voice will always be preserved for future generations.
Whenever I listen to him singing Nessun Dorma it always fills me with such a warm sense of love and life. That's the beautiful thing about a good Tenor, their voice has a remarkable quality to prise the emotion from your soul. Even when Pavarotti was singing tragic songs, his voice always carried a quality of light and life.
I'd like to think that was part of his personality.
Alston's cartoon in the West today was Pavarotti singing on top of the clouds to a crowd of angels, all crying. It made me chuckle, especially as it is raining here in Perth as well!
In more life related news I'm cooking Pea and Ham soup tonight! Delicious, I'm sure this will be the last cold evening until next year, so the decision was well timed!
In fact the only downside about the Weather today is the fact that I left all my towels on the washing line... bugger.
Been sorting out stuff for Graduation and procrastinating terribly on my honor's proposal... I really have to get a hold of some Middle Eastern folk literature...
Well, my neighbour Jhonno has just dropped by, Ryan has come over and Jason's home from work and is craving a coffee! A warm beverage sounds good to me to! I think I'll hop up and seize the moment and make my friends all a round of Latte's.
Latte. That was a nick name a very funny girl gave me in high school! I wonder what she's up to these days...
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glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Do not Judge, lest ye be judged. |
[01 Sep 2007|10:27pm] |
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Disappointment, that old familiar twang in the chest.
We all know the feeling. Even you.
The long drawn out sigh. It slips up through your lips and as you exhale it seems as if a skerrick of your spirit slides away.
There was the inkling of knowledge as soon as I heard you droll down the line, the tension in my shoulders, the twisting in my stomach. I was expecting it all.
Oh certainly, a few of the details have changed. Even those who are typecast to a role play out a view new scenarios now and again.
So after all your months of preaching from your rotting, wooden crate its support finally gives and you fall back down into the dirt again.
How do you manage to get through each day, knowing that you spend your days and nights lying to yourself and everyone around you? Why do you continue to walk down that same well worn path that you set out on when you were only 17?
We all make mistakes, I know, no one is perfect. I'm well aware that each member of the human race is born flawed. I don't judge you based on your flaws. I judge you because you refuse to work to better yourself. You refuse to plant your feet upon the ground and make a resolve that with each step forward you will try to be a better person.
Do not judge lest ye be judged? Let the world judge me, let my actions be judged. I am not afraid. I am aware of my triumphs and my defeats, the times when I have been righteous and the time I have played the fool. (I am aware of all the times you have played me for the fool as well.)
You refuse to let others judge you for your actions. You treat those around you with such callousness, you have no regard for your fellow man. Your only concern is that fleeting high you chase, that fantastic escape from the reality you've built for yourself. But don't you see, you can't run away from reality. It's all there is.
What did you want from me? You wanted your little sister to hold your hand and say to you, "It's alright, it doesn't matter. Trample across the lives of others, lie to them, cheat them, steal from them, you need never accept the consequences of your actions."
Well I can't do that Marco. I can't just pretend like I'm comfortable with the life that you chose to lead. I can't just turn a blind eye to your disregard for the law.
You are 13 years my senior. Over a decade older, and yet you live with the reckless abandon of a lackadaisical adolescent.
I want to live a peaceful existence, but I can find no peace when you batter down my door and drag your crimes inside with you.
So no dear brother of mine,this time I will not pick up the pieces and place them back into your hands, take you by the arm and try and direct you back onto the road. This time I will not listen to your lies. This time I will tell you the harsh truth. You can not go around, living off of the sweat and blood of those around you like a parasite. You can not go and take the property of another person like some villainous pirate.
If you want your china white, or your whiz -bang, or your crystals, or whatever it is that your chasing after today, and if you're going to keep on hurting other people to get it, then you can't come calling to me.
I'm not going to help you destroy yourself anymore. You can do it on your own.
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1 Unicorn glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| You float like a feather... |
[27 Aug 2007|09:49am] |
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Creep - Radiohead |
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One thing I hate about making my own coffee is the way I always put to much milk in.
I'm a little anal in that I strongly believe for coffee to taste good the milk must be added before the hot water. So after I've spooned in my instant nescafe whatever and my unrefined sugar I start to slowly pour in my milk and BAM, it's as if some invisible specter creeps up behind me and tilts the milk bottle. All of a sudden I have a coffee cup half filled with milk and once the hot water is poured over it I have a lukewarm latte to drink.
One other thing I hate at the moment is my immune system. I don't know what it is doing, playing yahtzee or something, because it clearly isn't fighting off any virus of mine! I'm currently at the mercy of a horrible chest infection and so I'm spending my free time coughing and spluttering and consuming numerous hot lemon and honey drinks. This morning (because I discovered we're out of lemons) I reverted back to my traditional breakfast beverage of coffee. Now perhaps due to its tepid tempreature, or perhaps due to the fact that it is minus the awesome healing powers of lemon, the coffee has done little to relieve my aching chest.
I have a class starting in exactly 28 minutes and I'm still swathed in my pink cat pajama's. A part of me has been bombarding my brain with the idea that I am way to sick to attend university today, it has been suggesting that I will offend to many people by spreading my airborne illness about the place. There is another part of me however, that keeps saying
"Assignment. Assignment. Presentation. Presentation." which I assume is its way of trying to tell me to pull on some jeans and a shirt and stumble out the front door to class. 24 minutes and counting and I'm still having this little mental debate whilst humming along to Radiohead.
I know no one else likes Pablo Honey, but I've always enjoyed the fact that before all their experimental electronica, Radiohead were just another British rock band.
The hardest thing about designing my own web page is figuring out what I want it to look like...
Alright, 20 minutes, I've procrastinated enough. I better slap on some clothes and slip on some shoes and go add to the carbon emissions so that I don't rock up to another one of Paul's lectures 10 minutes late...
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2 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Ohbladi, Ohblada... |
[23 Aug 2007|05:09pm] |
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You know it is 5pm in my house because the heater turns its self on, it makes a racket that you can hear anywhere in the house, first all the rattling and then the loud sibilant hiss as it ignites. The noise, as alarming as it can be sometimes, is worth putting up with because at least it means the house will warm up quickly.
Although I spent the majority of the day at work today, I still got to appreciate the cloud cover. It looked gorgeous today, sometimes it was a dark smoky grey over the whole sky, but there were plenty of moments where the sun broke through and white washed sections, a bright glare behind the clouds that always looks as if its the result of some divine epiphany.
Non weather related musings;
Recently I started reading The Wretched of the Earth, by Frantz Fanon. I've found his ideas absolutely absorbing, especially because of my recent fixation with Nationalism. Dealing with Post-Colonial literature last semester really made me start thinking about the idea of the nation, I'm tempted to post some of my musings here... and perhaps after I finish Fanon's book I will.
All you Perthies, keep your eyes on the Monday editions of The West, David Gear (More commonly known as Punkin, my Punkin!) has been doing work experience on Sundays and so far two of his stories have been published! He's going to be working on Monday's edition for the rest of this semester!
Well, I think it is about time for a beer!
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| Success! |
[21 Aug 2007|07:20pm] |
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Thanks to help from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) volandum I have managed to embed my blog in my personal webpage and a lot of tutorials later and I've finally figured out how to import it to my facebook and myspace!
Now I just have to finish making my site look awesome sauce and get myself a cool domain name! xD
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| An appeal for help! |
[27 Jul 2007|11:07am] |
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The Same Deep Water As You - The Cure |
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Alright,
I'm sure one of the very smart and very talented people on my F-list will be able to help me with this latest endeavor of mine... As you all probably know, I'm not that tech savvy, still, I've decided that I need to put together a website for my various works so that I have somewhere to host them up on the world wide webby and I thought it would be pretty cool to run my blog from there!
I'm certain there must be away to update my LJ, my Myspace, My Facebook and all these other silly little tokiyo sheek's that I've signed up for over the years... without actually having to log in to each one manually and copy paste the entries the old fashioned way. I've heard about these fancy things called "feeds" that allow you to "feed" your blog to other places.
My plan is this - embed a blog into the web page I'm creating and then just update it from there and have the internet and technology update my LJ etc. Is this possible? Someone tell me I'm not dreaming and that there is a relatively simple way to do this! Please?!
Also, in other news, I'm now in debt once more ;-;
After taking Minmei, my darling little festiva to the mechanics, we discovered that to fix her up and make her run again it would cost more than I paid for her... >.>
My Mama, who is a lovely woman, had put aside some money for me to go on holiday over Christmas this year to see my Joceybellez. Seeing that I was in a predicament and wouldn't be able to afford a new car without getting finance from a dealership or from a bank, she offered me the money to get myself a new vehicle. I need a car so I can actually get to work and get David to The West Australian every Sunday where he is an intern at the moment. I'm a little disappointed as really, I would have preferred a holiday. But still, life sometimes doesn't care what you would have preferred it sort of only cares about what you need... *sighs*
Still, I'm not giving up on jet setting over to New Jersey yet! I'm going to save like crazy and if I can't make it over at Christmas, then I'll just come over in the summer of 08!
I'm also really bummed that my lack of Vehicle kept me from Cacti's Karaoke send off ;-; I really wanted to be there. But it's so hard to get anywhere via Public transport at night, and starting the early shift at work would mean by the time I stepped foot in the Pub, I'd have to turn around and head home again to get a decent nights sleep! I'm sure it was a wonderful, drunken adventure and I'm very disappointed to have missed it! Hopefully I'll be able to catch you again before you fly off to the bright lights of London! <3
All that said and done, I'm off to get a new car today! Wish me luck and lets hope it is as sweet as dear Minmei was, rest her engine!
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7 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| I hate other drivers! |
[23 Jul 2007|02:33pm] |
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Green Bird - Gabriella Robin |
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This morning at about 7am I got into an accident with another driver. Now it isn't up to me to say who was in the wrong and who was in the right really. Obviously I'm biased, it is up to the police... still, this is what went down
I was turning onto Leach Hwy and the car who I had the collision with was turning off of Leach Hwy. He literally cut in front of me, I was already half way across the road and I don't remember seeing him in the turning lane when I checked to see if it was clear to cross. He was traveling quite fast and it is my opinion he didn't bother to look to see if any traffic was turning on to the Highway, he just checked to see if the highway was clear. It wasn't a very bad accident at all, because I swerved a bit and braked it was really only a glancing blow, but we collided when my nose was already in the right hand lane! So I was almost finished crossing the damn highway!
He was so terribly rude as well, the collision cause my engine to cut and I couldn't start the car. He didn't even help me push it off the road, I had to do it all myself. Luckily it was on a bit of an incline so I could just give it a push and then jump back in and throw it in neutral and roll back. Still, after he stood there and watched me, trapped and alone with no help, in the middle of Leach Hwy, he had the nerve to berate me for 20 minutes about how I was definitely in the wrong and I was in big trouble, making assumptions about me being a little 17 year old P plater. I was standing there all teary eyed, and I just gave him my details and said, "Ok, I'll make a report. You've got my details." I got back in my car and this guy, he actually OPENED my car door and told me "FUCK YOU" I couldn't believe the nerve of him! It was a tiny dent and a bit of a scratch. I doubt the damage would amount to more than $1000 - $1500 dollars. As if his attitude wasn't bad enough, he was getting his knickers in a knot about a COMPANY CAR. Not even a car he owned! So it's not even him who would end up having to pay for it but his company! I couldn't believe the jerk.
Anyway, we think that it might have caused a small leak in my radiator so now I'm going to have to buy a new radiator and pay to get it fitted. So his car is still running and still road worthy and my car is idle and stuck on the verge and yet he is the one abusing me!!!
I don't think I'll ever understand other drivers. Honestly, is it so hard to show a little bit of compassion and good will towards your fellow man? No one at all stopped to help me move my car. Luckily Zoe was sick today and didn't go in to work, so she helped me out with the car, took me to the police station and everything. Go her, I'll have to buy her some flowers!
So, all the plans I had for today have now been put on hold. I've got some stop leak for my radiator so hopefully I'll be able to use the car a bit and then on Saturday I'll take it up to midland and get either David's dad or a friend of Jason's to fit the new radiator.
A miserable start to my week... here is hoping that things look up from here on in!
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4 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Rats! |
[17 Jul 2007|04:37pm] |
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Blue - Mai Yamane |
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I've finally decided to get myself some pet rats!
I'm a little undecided about how many to get. I know I want more than one, everything I have read has told me that Rats love the company of other Rats and are more inclined to be sociable if they have little buddies. I think I'll get at least 2 and I figure I'll probably get Doe's, I've heard male rats can smell a little more than females...
I need to get an Aquarium to keep them in, I'm figuring I'll try and find a second hand one, the enclosure will be the most expensive thing. Everything else costs next to nothing! I'm pretty excited! If I can find a second hand fish tank I'll pay like $40 for everything, I went and looked at the price of pine shavings, food and other ratty type knic-knacs today and they were all so cheap!
With my next pay check I hope to purchase my new furry friends!
Not a lot else to write about really, I've just been slacking off before Uni goes back... Still another couple of weeks of holidays. I really need to get organized however, clean up my room, get my desk back in order. At the moment it is strewn with crap, not just paper either, my old windscreen wiper's are sitting on here for goodness sake!
I also have to do my tax. Ugh >.> Tax. Here is hoping the Government wants to give me some money back!
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4 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| stuff |
[09 Jul 2007|09:36am] |
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The Man Who Sold The World - Nirvana |
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( More musing from the mind of me )
So, I drank a lot of Rum yesterday at Ryan's factory! It was awesome. I also had the privilege of discovering one of the funniest, gayest video clips known to man. I'd like to share it with you all...
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2 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Something about the weather... |
[04 Jul 2007|11:36pm] |
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Bizarre Love Triangle - New Order |
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( Scribbled Musings... )
Went into Freo to splurge on myself today. Ended up going all out and getting my hair cut, coloured and styled! Looks good and of course it makes me feel nice as well!
Just spent the day wandering around and thinking, driving a little. Was a pretty good day all round, even managed to be a little inspired.
I'm planning on uploading a bunch of recent pictures soon...
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glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Sorry about the emo poetry! |
[03 Jul 2007|01:05pm] |
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It was terrible and Emo and I apologise.
I've never been a poet and I probably never will be... still, sometimes I like to give it a go. The result is always disappointing!
I've finished a 6 week stint house sitting at my Mother's and now I am seated in my kimono back in my own house again with 4 weeks of holidays and Jason has filled the fridge, not with food, but with beer... an attempt no doubt to convert me to alcoholism! Something that he has been very successful in doing thus far!
Deciding what to do with the remainder of my holidays is my main task at the moment... It's nice to not be traveling so much! House sitting at Ma's was annoying at times, it involved doing her distribution job for her. Which really just consisted of her checking to see if little 16 year olds delivered junk mail. God forbid the Woolies catalog not get out rain, hail or shine. For the past 5 and a bit weeks on Wednesday and Sunday I've had to drive from Glen Forest up to Chidlow and through every suburb in between. A ridiculous waste of fuel! All just to make sure that people know that Tomatoes and Rump Steak are on special this week! Although encountering the wild life up in the hills is always nice, Big Grey Roo's are so bold and obnoxious!
However, my Ma returned from her holiday with beer steins, so maybe that is why Jason filled the fridge with beer!
I think Die Hard 4 is definitely on my holiday agenda. Yippi Ki Yay Motherfucker!
and now to test out this new stein with beer!
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5 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Hoi Hoi! |
[07 Jun 2007|02:43pm] |
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Well, the big old 22! I almost ticked over to my 22nd year of life watching the directors commentary of The Postman. That terrible Kevin Costner film which is like Waterworld set on land... Luckily, it finished 4 minutes and 45 seconds before midnight on the 3rd of June and I ingeniously managed to wrestle it from the DVD player and replace it with season 3 of Family Guy! However I spent my birthday surrounded by people I love, so no amount of Kevin Costner would have been able to ruin it anyway...
What else, besides turning 22, have I been up to since my touchdown after the NIN EXTRAVAGANZA!? Not much. University, a flurry of note taking, book borrowing and assignment writing. Only 2 short weeks and I shall finally be on a much needed, but perhaps not well deserved, break!
My Mother has flown off into the sunset to spend time over in Europe with Ralf, Her friend Marilyn and her brother Daryl and Punkin and I have traversed up the hill to my Mother's house where we now abide. This time I have transported my computer and a vast array of other items for amusement. The Wii, which shall get a thrashing once the holidays commence, an array of good books to peruse through. Much Dungeons and Dragons material for use in the plotting of both my own campaign and the exploits of one haughty wizard.
It looks to me as if this mid-sem break is shaping up very nicely!
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11 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| This is over due! |
[23 May 2007|03:25pm] |
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I've been so swamped with uni... I have so much news to post, I am way to lazy to post it all...
Lets deal with the most important!
NIN! ZOMG! AMAZING! WORDS DO NOT BEGIN!
Hyperpower into The Beginning of the End! Bravo! Brilliant start to a set, straight into Suvivalism! Wow new songs sound great live! Wait? What is this! OH! It is March of the Pigs! Yes! Followed by Piggy! What a mind fuck! Who would have thought we would hear this!? And Burn! Yes Burn! Just to throw a rare into the mix! Closer! Have to hear that sexy refrain!
How would you like to hear Down In It Live Eli!? Asks Trent
I'm so glad you asked, I'd love to hear Down In It live!! says Eli
Well hear it is! Says Trent, followed by Heresy, Eraser, The Big Come Down, No You Don't!
But that's not enough is it Eli?
No Trent! No damnit!
Well have La Mer, Have Only and The Hand That Feeds To! Wait, you want some Broken Eli?
Yes Trent! I do!
Well have Suck AND Wish! And let me close it off with Hurt, followed by Head Like A Hole! Is that enough of your favourites Eli?!
Yes thank you Trent, it was fantastic!
( Picspam under here! )
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4 Unicorns glimpsed the foreboding end.
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| Amusement ++ |
[04 May 2007|09:14am] |
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YAAAARRRRRR NIN! |
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God Given - NIN |
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Punkin is doing a story on internet communication for his radio show... so he interviewed me about Live Journal! LOLZ!
The real point of this entry however is to say
ZOMG NIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We fly out tomorrow night! I am so excited... although I have been having whacky dreams about us forgetting to pack any luggage... Paranoia much!?
Can't wait to get into Brissy! I'm hoping to borrow my Ma's digital camera seeing as mine is broken >.<
No doubt when I get back there will be picutres galore of the NiN-extravaganza!! <333
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