The Cookie and The Jar

Last night, at my Dad's birthday 'thing', there was tonnes of good food. I had a plate, then I went back for more. By the end of my second plate, I wish I didn't go for the second plate... indulgence sucks.

You've heard it in some form or another...

You get an inch, you go for a mile...

It's like we're rarely satisfied.

Often, going for the mile makes you wish you stayed where you were. It's a risk. There's potential disappointment and regret associated with going for the mile.

I subconsciously go for the mile, I think. I have a tendency to want more than what's given to me, even when what I have is a perfectly good deal.

It's something I want to work on. I've been given so much good stuff - and I should be happy with what I have. It sucks not having something that you think you should have.

'should have' - apparently the anthem of the idealist.

It's hard for us idealists to accept that we maybe shouldn't have what it is we think we should have.

I'm trying. I'm more than satisfied with the cookie. I'll work on not needing the jar =)

Seeya!

North and North

Feeling a bit up and down. I need a shower.

My Dad and I are the classic example of North and North. We're so alike that we repell. It's ridiculous. It's just one of those things... I love him anyway =)

Saturday: We celebrated Dad's 50th Birthday again last night. I loved being around the family again. They relax me. I love them.

Veed and I spent most of yesterday organising a present for him - we got him a scrapbook of pictures and birthday messages from the family and stuff. She spent about an hour at K-Mart getting reprints of pictures we pulled out of the albums in the morning. I was a pretty cute kid man. Then I grew up =)...

After we got all the stuff we needed to do the scrapbook from Parra, we dropped in on Tommy's BBQ at Bicentennial. That was nice, even though we stayed for only half an hour or something.

Friday night: I drove to Chili's for Lilibeth's birthday dinner. The baby back ribs I had were, I swear, a quarter of the size of the full rack I had last time I was there. But they're so delish man! So yum!

The M's and Lish came toward the end and we ended up sticking around Chili's till closing just talking. When the kicked us out (they asked us to leave, but 'kicked us out' sounds cooler), we moved it to City Extra to caffiene up before going home.

Ok, enough... I might be the worst storyteller in the world...

So... she's beautiful and everything, but don't you think that Mary Donadlson's head is looking extra big these days? I was looking at pictures of her in the Herald this morning and she's lost so much weight that her head looks bigger.

Speaking of huge...

I was playing with my cousin, Llena, yesterday. I asked her if she noticed anything different about my teeth (because she hasn't seen me w/out braces for a while y'see) and she goes: "Umm... well, your top teeth are huuuuuuuuuge!"

Ouch.

Hmmm... ok bye! Happy DST! ... and Happy Halloween!

from the mouth of an IDEALIST

Alicia Keys - You don't know my name

PLEASE get this song if you don't already have it. It's the B-E-S-T!

Two opinions over the past weeks...

ONE
A couple of weeks ago, Alisa and I were talking about what was so special about 'significant others'. I've always been a bit of a critic because, being single as ever, I don't like the general attitude that people need to have a 'significant others'. People need someone to care about them, look out for them, love them, feel needed, have someone to 'tell anything to', have someone to hold, experience things with etcetc...

My argument was that we could get all of that from our friends and family. That's what they're there for right? Then Alisa told me something her workmate told her...

A 'significant other' CHOOSES you, and only you

You don't choose your family...
You do choose your friends, but you're never really anyone's only friend...

... and I think that's nice. I think it'd be nice to feel like you've been chosen. Out of everyone in the whole world, this one person chooses to be with you, and only you.

But do they really...?

TWO
Enter --- -. He brought up the more-than-possibility that, x% of the time (I don't know whether to say 'some of the time' or 'most of the time' because I don't know how often this happens), it isn't about being chosen. He thinks it's about...

Being at the RIGHT PLACE, at the RIGHT TIME

(I'm being very cautious about considering that "settling" because I bet, a large proportion of the time, it isn't)

Someone that one may not have initially been drawn to one day, could be that one person they really want to be with 2 years later. Perhaps the timing wasn't right, they weren't in the right place or the right circumstances...

So which side am I on?

Being who I am personally, I want to be chosen. At the same time, I accept that the whole 'right place, right time' thing happens. It's just a concept that an idealist like me finds hard to grasp.

Ok that's it. Bye!

You Don't Know My Name

I'd never, never, no, no stop loving you / ..
Because she was first darling / will she hang on your mind?
Alicia Keys - If I Was Your Woman

ALICIA KEYS IS AMAZING. She is so HOT. I think I love her.

Yesterday was the Alicia Keys concert at the Enmore Theatre. I loved it. I really did. I think she's one of the most beautiful and talented women ever. She makes piano playing cool again. I used to not want to put my kids (boyfriend first Nel...) through the torture of piano lessons - but I've decided that they're learning. If they don't like it, they can stop, but I'd like them to learn. It's such a beautiful sounding instrument. I'd love to hear an album of her doing lots of live stuff.

I think that's all I'll say about that.

I'm pretty drained right now. Tuesday always takes it out of me. There's so much to do, so little time to do it in and I'm really tired right now. I think I'll go into uni tomorrow to do my work - right now I'm scanning my brain for any previous committments I've made for tomorrow night. No Results Found. Right. Excellent.

Had a HCI exam today. Dumb subject, dumb exam. Anyone could have done that exam.

It's hot in hurr. Good night.

Believing

"That night I started to think about belief. Maybe its not even advisable to be an optimist after the age of thirty. Maybe pessimism is something we have to start applying daily, like moisturiser. Otherwise how do you bounce back when reality batters your belief system and love does not, as promised, conquer all? Is hope a drug we need to go off of, or is it keeping us alive? What's the harm in believing?"

I'll tell you what's wrong with it...

As I said a few posts ago, I hope in things. I don't believe in them. It's for the reason that believing in them implies a degree of dependence on them. It's like believing in God - You depend on Him.

... and I don't want to depend on something so uncertain. If I accept that I don't always get what I hope for... not getting something is easier to deal with. That's it.

Thanks Alisa for the quote =) Bye!

The Great Loves

I tried to advertise / and tell you through my eyes
Guy Sebastian - How?

Been watching an episode here and there of SATC this weekend. That's such an interesting show. Hand up if you've ever thought you're like Carrie Bradshaw? *puts hand up* Seriously, if you take away all the inappropriate s3x scenes, that show has a lot of interesting points of contemplation. It's also funny because I swear I've blogged some of the stuff she's thought of. Earlier today she even wrote seomthing about, my favourite topic, HOPE: Is hope a drug?

At the moment...

How many great loves does one have in their lifetime?

According to my palm, I'm meant to have 2 and a half. Although, looking at it now (my palm), my half is fading and it looks like I'm only going to have 2. Well, we'll see now won't we?

The thing with things like predicting, or forecasting, the number of great loves in your life is: What if you get to your nth 'great love'... and then break up with them? Believing in the ability to be able to forecast this sort of thing could lead you to believe that that's it. Then you'll start thinking that the person you're going to marry (or end up with, whatever) has to come from the pool of your defined set of 'great loves'. What to do? What to do? I don't know, time does wonders. Someone I thought could have been considered a great love 3 years ago could have turned into just one of my past boyfriends y'know? This 'great love' stuff can only really be analysed at the end of the day...

Have I experienced a 'great love'?

I don't think I have. Maybe I have. Thing is, as you grow and mature, sometimes you crush more maturely than you 'loved' in the past. So a 'love' you experienced in the past just turns into a high school infatuation. So... I have no answer there.

This whole concept is scary. Esp if you meet a guy that claims to have had a great love. For them to still believe that someone they've broken up with is one of their lifetime's 'great loves'... eeeeeeshk. Anyway...

Two years ago...

I've done a lot of reminiscing lately about what was going down 2 years ago. I've been reading old blogs, old e-mails - seeing the way I perceived certain people and situations. Looking at my attitudes toward the same people and situations now... so much has changed. Actually, some things haven't. But gosh. I can't really go into it right now, but there's just so much history! Man!

Oh yeh... and you know what I realised last night? It has been about 2 and a half years since I saw a movie with a guy - just the two of us. Damn. My conclusions from that:
#1 - I can't go to the movies with my guy friends. That's too weird for us.
#2 - I need to find new guy friends.

In other news...
* Mel's BBQ yesterday was pretty fun
* Our group of friends is so nerdy - they were playing chess for a large portion of the day =/
* We played redlight again. That game was so fun!
* Jos, Sarah, Nix, Lil and I made a swing routine
* We played... bar
* It's funny how we were standing around some of the time, teach each other how to dance...

That's it. Bye!

PS. There is noone online on my MSN list right now.
PPS. Gotta go to church! My dad's back from the US!

Kryptonite

Coz I can't stop thinking of you /I've been trying not to love you / I'm helpless, girl, it's true / So I'm giving up tonight / Coz baby you're my kryptonite
Guy Sebastian - Kryptonite

What comes to mind when you hear kryptonite?

There's the obvious - Superman. The man who is invincible. A man of steel who's strong and impenetrable. Kryptonite induces weakness and inertia. It reduces the ability to be strong and the ability to move. Now isn't that an interesting metaphor Guy's used in his new single?

So who/what in your life is your kryptonite?

The more interesting question of course is the who version of the question, isn't it? Dur. Here - I'll paint a picture for you.

You're a person that goes through life feeling virtually invincible. Nothing can break you. You're confident, strong... but you're human. Someone in your life plays your kryptonite. The one person who breaks you down, makes you feel like jelly, releases the smile you try your hardest to keep inside and weakens you.

But kryptonite is dangerous to Superman. Kryptonite induces inertia - the inability to motion, instils the internal forces that opposes change and the ability to move in any direction.

So what is Superman to do? Tell me. Messy isn't it?

In other news...
* Had Yum Cha @ Piccadilly with my Mum and Veed - So yum!
* I paid off my plane ticket to Europe. EEK! It's done. It's done.
* Minh and I dinnered at Superbowl tonight. Cheap food, good food. PERFECT.
* I (obviously) bought the Guy Sebastian album. Lots of good songs on it. That's my opinion by the way, and if you know me well enough, you know what I classify as 'good'. That's right. Lots of softc---.
* "Well, Nel's a bit dramatic... so it should be funny" - Minh on what I'd be like in Europe

That's it. Good night =)

PS. Sheesh. That took me 45 minutes!

I am so Rachel from FRIENDS in Season 5. Alisa gave me a bunch of my boxsets back last weekend so I'm just reacquainting myself with them =) Such a good TV show.

Tonight I had cocktails with the 2005 Mac Grads. We were supposed to go to meet our managers but I see my manager and team 3 times a week already so it was a bit funny when my manager and I were there, pretending we didn't know each other. By the end of the couple hours, it was just a room full of Graduates. The managers all either went home or back to work.

It was pretty cool. The grads are pretty nice... well the ones that I met anyway. I had one what a small world encounter. Oh and two of the people there were COUSINS. How cool is that? Well it's cool to me allright?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY M!

It was Melissa's birthday today (sorry Mel, blew your cover =\). I semi-organised a lunch for her at Menzies - so proud of myself! But yeh... hope you had an awesome day mate!

So what did I think about today...

Minh and I started laying down tentative plans for our 2006 USA Trip. When I told Mel today she was like "That's so far away! I don't even know what I'm gonna be doing then!"

... and it's true.

I remember thinking at one point in my life "I have no idea what my life will be like in 3 months!" and that's a scary thought. I'm terrified of uncertainty but I'm too lazy to do anything about it coz...

I'm terrified of change, but it has to happen sometimes. When it does happen, all I want is for things to go back to the way things used to be.

I wonder what I'll be doing this time next year...
I wonder whether I'll be happy...
I wonder what my relationships are gonna be like...
I wonder whether Mr. Right will have popped into my life already...
I just wonder...

I have dreams. I don't believe in them. I hope in them.

Hope's huge. I know I've said that a million times before but it's true. Sometimes you hold onto the finest strand of hope. Imagine the day you open your hand and realise the strand's gone.

Ok... this post sounds sad. It's not. That's just my brain in words. Bye!

Monday AND Tuesday (technically, not Tuesday - but over 48 hours)

Sorry about that. Not that you guys have been adversely affected by my lack of bloggage in the past 48 hours, but you know how things are...

Monday: I donated blood once again. It was my second time, so they gave me a keyring. I wonder how many times I have to go to get an iPod? Something that I thought was a little cool was that I got to tick the 'Yes' box for two of the questions on the pre-donation questionairre:

In the past 12 months...
#1: Have you been overseas?, and
#2: Gotten any tattoos or skin piercings?

I felt like such a badass.

After work, I went to uni to do some SITPP work away from home. I reckon I spent about 80% of my time there chatting... or catching up. I'm so unproductive. Got a lift to Granville from Daved while I played with the different coloured lights on Lowl's camera.

Tuesday: I'm doing this in point form...
* Spent the morning doing SITPP work at home
* Took the train into the city
* Fate's messing with me
* Lunched with M, Minh and Lowl - well, I didn't eat, but they were
* Withdrew $2.7k out of my bank account (ouch.)
* Went to STA Travel with Minh and found out our booking was messed up
* Rearranged our itinerary so we fly through the USA and to Venice before going to Rome... so our route is like this:

SYDNEY > Los Angeles > Frankfurt > Athens > Vienna > Vienna > Florence > Rome > Madrid > Paris > London > Bangkok > Surat Thani > Koh Samui > Surat Thani > Bangkok > SYDNEY

* Fun huh?
* Caught the last part of a very boring HCI lecture
* Went home, ate then drove to Dave's for a SITPP meeting
* Did SITPP stuff, stressed a bit...
* Argued with M about the difference between ARGUMENTS and DISHARMONY on the way home
* Came home and got on the net

That's it. And now that I've got that recount out of the way...

I am so DIFFICULT. I think I knew that before, but it's getting worse and worse as life goes on. I reckon if I was a guy, they'd be calling me a prick (btw, what's the word for a female prick?). Oh well. Sorry if you have to put up with it... and thank you for putting up with it =)

... and do you think that a person's eyes are a window to their soul?

I think that you can tell a lot about a person by their eyes. I really do. I also think the most beautiful sight ever is seeing genuine and complete happiness in a person's face when they smile. It lights up a room. It really does. So thank you to the people that have lit up my rooms in the past week.

Ok enough. Bye!

I'm a very forgetful person. For that reason:
1. I double book plans because I forget that I made plans on a certain night already

- x posts ago...

Here's an example of that:

So, my mum wanted to have yum cha with my sister and me (and I?) tomorrow lunchtime and I was so excited about the free lunch that I said yes.

Of course, later tonight, I remembered I'm meant to be doing my blood thing tomorrow. Boo... but Woohoo!

Tonight, I got a little bit of perspective. Thank you.

Have you ever thought about who we listen to? Well, I have. My default answer is "people whom I respect". I realised tonight that that answer is somewhat inconclusive. Sometimes, people can tell me something and other people can tell me the same thing, but I don't usually listen. It's only when I ask for someone's opinion on something that I'm willing to listen. Otherwise, my immediate instinct is to disagree or be incredibly defensive if the opinion is an opinion I don't want to hear.

Apologies for that.

Ok, I was gonna do some uni work tonight. I can't think, it's too late. Damn. Bye.

mariah carey - butterfly

I can hear a million angels singing in my ear when I say your name... - FOR REAL;Amel Larrieux

Wow.

I had a pretty lazy weekend. Sort of.

FRIDAY NIGHT: RNB Superclub @ Fox
That's two Fridays in a row I've been clubbing. Interesting. It was okay. T'was fun partying with the Hawai'i girls! But anyway, enough of that for a while.

I spent a big part of Saturday watching FRIENDS. Some in the morning at Alisa's with Nix, some during the day on my own, and some at night when Alisa came over. Geez, I've seen that girl more times than I've seen her some years in the last week.

Otherwise, I did a lot of sitting around, thinking about doing all sorts of things. Contemplating life, contemplating everything that's been going on, thinking lots of why's, how's and what do I do's. So many times, I just look into my head and find just a whole jumble of thoughts, not knowing how to express them, not even being able to understand most of them. It's a big mess up there.

Meanwhile, I'm feeling a little bloated.

Ok, I'm gonna go find something useful to do. Out.

jesse mccartney - beautiful soul

Have I ever told you guys about my strained ligament?

It happened when I went skiing last year, I crashed into the back of Lil's skis and, since my feet were stuck to a pair of skis, I fell to the ground - hearing a really awful sound of bones rubbing, crackling or something.

I got sledded down, strapped in a sled and the medics did a mini-examination when we got to the bottom of the run. What happened in there is a little like this...

Visualise a rubber band. Imagine stretching so far that it loses some elasticity and some of the fibres start fraying.

Well that's what happened to my outer ligament on my left knee.

The sad part is...

It'll never be the same.

My body will continue to throw dead muscle onto my ligament, in an attempt to fix it up, strengthen it - but it'll never be as strong as it used to be. And I believe that. I didn't want to believe that my knee was never gonna be as strong, but I can feel it.

It's sad.
It's sad that no matter how much new muscle comes along to compensate for the stuffed up ligament, the underlying ligament is never as strong.
It's sad that, I can build up the muscle all around my knee to support the knee, but the underlying ligament is never as strong.

THE END.

... and now for some entertainment

... nelisa says:
  So what do good guys get?
theOtherDave. says:
  crap girls.
... nelisa says:
  So are you a good guy or a crap guy?
... nelisa says:
  Coz according to our theory...
... nelisa says:
  If you're a good guy, you end up with a crap girl
... nelisa says:
  and you only get good girls if you're a crap guy
theOtherDave. says:
  well in that case, i'm crap ass
theOtherDave. says:
  which means... i deserve to get a good guy
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
theOtherDave. says:
  girl!
... nelisa says:
  HAHA!
theOtherDave. says:
  i repeat... girl!

and GOOD NIGHT!

mr mayer - comfortable

Seriously... that song's just asking for Thinking About Me to happen.

It's hot in hurr man. It's making me sleepy right now. The air-conditioning is on but it's taking a while to cool this house up.

Today was a beautiful day. Absolutetly beautiful. I wish I was at the beach (and Joe P's MMS' made sure I was jealous of him the whole day), but I was stuck in the city at work. The most tanning I got was sitting on the (very) hot Martin Pl steps for lunch. I swear I burnt something into my ass. I got back to work and my workmates told me I looked like I just came back from the beach - YES!

On a note that would anger people (and by people, I mean Alisa): it's a whole different type of excitement. Good different? Bad different? Doesn't matter, it's not the same.

Now back to my chant: "I need change, I need change, I need change"

Surely, I had more to write. I watched a few FRIENDS episodes after coming home tonight. FRIENDS is so funny.

... and bye.

--edit--
I remember what I was gonna say. Keep December 3rd Free. I know it's a long way away. But I've got limited time to do my birthday/Christmas/Graduation/New Year/Desbidida thing.

Minh said I blog too much. Hi Minh :)

Yo M... I told you I wasn't crazy:

Wednesday
Extreme Fire danger. Dry, mostly sunny. Hot. Fresh NW winds.
Min: 21C Max: 37C
Courtesy: SMH Weather

THIRTY-SEVEN! Holy Moly.

Last night, I did a lot of... Uni work. That's something I'm not used to doing. But I had nothing else to do. It's actually a satisfying feeling - doing what I'm supposed to be doing... somehow.

You want things to stay the same, yet you want them to change. You yearn for peace, yet you crave excitement. You seek stability, yet you fancy a little action. Might there be a faint hint of inconsistency here?

That's what it says about my week in my horoscope. I think it's true. My head is fighting with itself because it simply doesn't know what it wants.

I was talking to Minh today about... "how we want it to happen" (vauge now, just listen...).

I prefer the friends turned lovers scenario - but then I could just as easily be swept off my feet by someone new and mysterious, impulsively.

I wonder what the future has in store for me... I wish I knew, but I want it surprise me (notice the inconsistency?).

Tata.

REPLAY...

ISD T&C won the Annual ISD Soccer Day yesterday. A few of the boys from my team were part of the winning team. Very proud of them! They were so happy! I wanna go next year for sure!

Ok that's it. I just had to do that. Bye!

Life is very short
And there's no time
For fussing and fighting

Hats off to Ricki-Lee! She's a legend badly.

11.48pm: staring.blankly.at.screen...

That might just have been the crappiest movie I've seen...

N: Bye Daddy, I miss you.
D: Mm. Put your mum on.
N: DAD!
D: Ok. Same!
N: No. Say it!
D: Fine! I miss you too.

LOL. Like it was such a chore =(

Ouch.

Last Night: Free Party @ Verandah Bar

I really am getting too old to party. But I had fun enough.

Later that Night: Slept @ Alisa's house

Sleepovers are cool. Except I reckon Alisa was too hammered to talk to me - PLUS, I had to be up early this morning

When my alarm went off: It was 8am, I snoozed it for one and a half hours

Does anyone know where I can find Big Dismal's album? I don't think they've released it yet in Australia. I reckon it'll be a top album though. That's why I just bought it from Amazon =).

So, I was thinking...

I'm a very forgetful person. For that reason:
1. I double book plans because I forget that I made plans on a certain night already
2. I am able to forgive better because I forget what got me fired up and angry/upset in the first place
3. I'm late a lot because I forget what time I'm supposed to leave or arrive
4. My mobile phone is chocablock with reminders and alarms
5. I rarely remember the funny parts of movies, nor how the movie ends 5 minutes after leaving the cinema

... and so much more.

Thing is, I find that I often find myself trying to push memories or situations out of my head unsuccessfully. There are so many things I remember that I wish I could forget. Why can't I be a little more consistent? Then I think about why those memories won't go away. I reckon that, whether I like it or not, I want to remember these things I try so hard to forget. Damn.

Anyway, looks like a stay-in tonight. I want to sleep right now, but if I do, I might not be able to sleep tonight. I'll find something to do...

Bye!

PS. On ya Mamo!
PPS. Another related thought: It's hard to encourage people not to do something they really want to do

To blog or to sleep...

Guess which one I chose?

I've been awake for 24 hours now. Working on SITPP for around 70% of that time. What a glorious subject. I'm on a combined total of an hour's sleep. It's gonna hit me later. I just know it.

So many times I wish people understood me. I keep saying that in my head, but then, what if it's me that has the problem? That many people can't be wrong. Why do I have to be so stubborn? It's such a crazy world, this world.

Crazy... coz I chose blogging over sleeping. Well I'm gonna get me some now. Out.

*editEXTRAedit@14.43*

Heard this song in the car today and it sounded nice:
Big Dismal - Missing You

* I haven't eaten a proper meal for about 30 hours (and if Macca's doesn't count as a proper meal, even longer!)
* I haven't had a lot of sleep...
* I'm too lazy to eat... and somehow I'm too lazy to sleep.

Anyway... so Peter G said "we did well" in our presso today. As expected, there were holes in our work but at least we're armed for the killer at the end of semester - hopefully.

Today... I wore makeup. Not really, I just put powder on my face because I didn't wanna look as dead as I looked when I got out of the shower.

... and now, Alisa's orders, I must sleep.

Mariah Carey ft. Trey Lorenz - I'll Be There

Ok... what the HECK is going on with my voice? It's sounding a little sexy these days. There's a little raspiness in the back of my thoat. The thing that's annoying me about it is that I can't sing. So fine, I'm not that good a singer. But I hate trying unsuccessfully to sing, coz now I'll just be singing and my voice will just cut off. I feel like Cosima (lol, as if I know how she felt).

So, I made a deal with myself today. That I'm going to be happy. I have a choice, and the alternative isn't good for my spirits. Do you reckon that the more you tell yourself you're happy, the more you start believing it? Well whatever, I'm pulling out the optimist in me today. I bringing out the girl that trusts that everything will be okay. I like her.

In other news...
* I'm working on a new project at work. Gonna be diving into JMS and peer programming. Something new, something different - exciting!
* Had lunch with Cchan today. It's always nice to catch up with people from the SS homecamp.
* I committed to going out on Friday night. How good is that? I hardly ever commit this early to plans.
* Rest would be good.

Ok bye!

12:40am: Hi =)

xscape - arms of the one who loves you

A bit of old school; although I can't really relate the song coz it's got 'love' all over it...

Sometimes I wonder...

Correction: Many times I wonder what people are thinking about when they stare into space. I wonder what's going through their mind when they look at different things, different people.

I like to observe the look in people's eyes. Wondering whether it's saying "What an idiot, but I love 'em anyway" when they're looking at their special someone. Seeing the "If I could change one thing..." look on the person who's made the biggest mistake of their life.

Lots of thoughts go through my mind during the day. I think deeply about a lot of things - so deeply that I almost live in my own world trying to guess what's going on in everyone's head.

I wish I knew what you were thinking. Raw end of the deal I tell ya.

In other news...

Just got my mail:
- I got the tickets for Hawaii! OMG OMG OMG It's getting closer!
- The Red Cross is coming to Mac again and they sent me a letter telling me I can donate again. That's nice. Especially since the last time I wanted to donate, they didn't let me coz I was sick. So, Monday the 18th... gonna give them my best blood yet!

I'm in a bit of a soft mood right now. Yeh, yeh... I'm always soft. But I'm a little more soft than usual right now.

Just got back from a weekend away with the uni kids. We were up at Umina from Saturday arvo till this afternoon. It was quite lazy, quite drunk, too relaxing, much fun. Lots of foosball, sh-dongs, some beach action, go the doggies, speed, Dodgeball, Jodeci and You Got Served.

Weekends away are so relaxing. Especially when you're away with your friends, away from the reality of life, away from responsibilities, just... away. There's so much I wish I didn't have to come back to.

Coz it'll never make sense.

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Ok, the rest of this needs to go elsewhere.

I'm such a mess. I have a HCI presso tomorrow I've barely started. I THEN have a SITPP presso on Friday which I've barely started. This doesn't feel good, doesn't feel good at all.

Excuse the 'all over the place'-ness of this entry. There's a lot on my mind that I cannot eject. Bye!

I was on fire last night at the Vigil.

... and it felt really good.

I had much to pray about.
I had much to be thankful for.
I had some to ask for strength for.
I had petitions for things out of my control.
I had to believe things are all going to work out.

Some people call it fate, others destiny. I call it His Will. Things happen according to His will in His time.

Weekend away this long weekend. Happy Labour Day!
Umina here I come! Bye!

Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway

That song is SO Avril. Anyway...

MOST ______ MOMENT

melancholy: 2.15am
exciting: Getting the invitation to the Mac Graduate Cocktail Party
extra exciting: Getting the free T-shirt with the invitation
lazy: Edwin, Dave and I sleeping in my living room after lunch
'the Internet never lies': "And meanwhile... trust"
oh damn: Realising I'm probably only going to work one day next week
what do i do now?: Right Now.

Piece.

PS. Still not bulletproof