Toongen

A man who is so superior.

2011-05-20T17:48:00.003+10:00

this is Paradise Oskar. He is beautiful and talented and environmentally conscious. He was Finaland's Eurovision contestant this year with his song "Da Da Dam". I saw him in the Semi Finals last Friday and immediately fell in love. His performance was simple and sweet and I actually applauded when he got through. He placed 21st in the final, but he's number one in my books. Above is his performance in (I believe) the semis. Feel free to fall in love or have your ovaries explode in lust, but know he's already dibsed (unfortunately not by me. I just get to borrow him :P)

Toongen, xo.

IDAHO. AKA, Glitter is tough and manly.

2011-05-17T15:38:00.004+10:00

So today is the International Day Against Homophobia. I forgot about this. I'm annoyed about that. Homophobia is something I feel very strongly about. Any discrimination annoys me, but the assumptions people make about gays just make it worse. Like, there's no denying a black person has no choice in being black (keeping MJ out of this), yet gays choose to be gay? Why would someone choose to be discriminated against so thoroughly, bullied and assaulted so badly? All those teens in US last year who commited suicide due to homophobia, why would they have felt that bad about themselves if they chose that lifestyle? If they chose it, they could've chosen the other and problem solvered. Was that what happened? I don't think so.

I have a number of rather conservative Christian friends and have had many an agruement with them about gays. The most recent ended in me yelling "If you don't like the idea of gays, don't have sex with other boys!" It's ridiculous, most of their reasoning is just "But it's eww." Most of their legit reasoning is flawed anyway (about child bearing, raising) and I just want to slap them of their ignorance. I constantly wonder, what would happen if someone they were close to came out?

I am now in an angry anti-homophobia rage and cannot coherently link the thoughts in my head, I just wanted to acknowledge the day and show my support for the day.

Toongen, xo.

We had the good teamline, not the other team. Just like with 'Status Quo'.

2011-05-16T16:31:00.002+10:00

Ah, debating, how I loathe thee. So, remember how I quit debating in a rather embarassing matter in the middle of my speech? Yeah, I won't be forgetting that anytime soon. I really just couldn't stand debating then. I was terrible at thinking on my feet, I couldn't organise my arguements, or my rebuttal, in my head and it just wasn't fun. So I quit. And no one was very happy about it at the time, but we all moved past it and earlier this year when Quack begged me to join the team in order to, you know, have a team I agreed. I though Hey, I've matured, I've moved past my disagreements with the sport of debating, I can totally do this. Boy was I wrong.

We had our first debate of the season (due to the annoyingness of my zone and certain schools in it, it was the round 4 debate) and I was set to be second speaker. Second was my position earlier and I thought I would be able to do it. Forty-five minutes into a one hour prep I had a slight freakout and srcewed it all up. We all had to switch positions, meaning unfamiliar speeches. eah, so we lost. Also their third speaker was a bitch. Sorry we're not familiar with a supermarket two hours away.

If any of my team happen to be reading this, I genuinely am sorry and will take any scorn Maddison offers for the next week. I feel terrible. Though I am confident that Mal did a better job than I felt capable of.

Toongen, xo.

And now we have a Tongue and a Willy

2011-05-05T19:16:00.003+10:00

So lately a couple of friends have been, for want of a better term, weirded-out by my relationship with Quack. Now, I made friends with Quack a bit over three years ago, and as TOM brought us closer together we decided, on a whim, to be married. We would walk around school holding hands, kissing on the cheek and for a time there were legit lesbian rumours going around about us. Then it just became the norm. We use pet names and profess our love for one another and we spoon at sleepovers. Just yesterday she announced in class 'I still love Victoria, even though she's nerdy'.
Over time we've also developed a familial relationship. I'm considered entirely to be a part of her family. Just last week her mother insist it's my sacred duty as a sister to attende her birthday dinner and was surprised to find I wasn't automatically invited to the family outing to Macbeth. I call her parents 'Mummy' and 'Daddy', even to my own parents, and I'm totally the favourite daughter.
So our relationship for some time has been that of quasi-lovers and sisters (interestingly, I turned down her offer of friendship) and our behaviour is oft ignored by those around. Lately, with our ocnstant jabs at two male Christian friends about their romanctic sleepovers and whatnot, they've started commenting on the oddities of our relationship. It's not as though I don't understand what's odd about it, I just see it as so normal now it seems more odd to find it odd. If you get me?

Toongen, xo.

A New Beginning

2011-05-05T08:05:00.003+10:00

So, I've neglected this baby for two and a half months. I ran out of things to say, and was too lazy to say the things I had. I was just never inspired to write. The idea of blogging just slipped my mind. Lately though, I've been thinking that maybe I should start up again. It'll likely not me very interesting, just ancdotes from school, or bitching about stuff. To start us off I thought I'd fill you in on a little of what's been going on for me since I've been gone. Well, not much of note has happened.

I've been working through year eleven with relative ease. Exams aren't for a fwe weeks, so we'll see how I do under more pressure.

The return of the BFF has led to continuous procrastination via Doctor Who and the likes. The return of the BFF has also meant chilling with the BFF on occasion.

I dyed my hair red. I'm a big fan. People seem to think it's made me angrier, but I was always this angry.

My Physics class has a bit of a major rivalry with the Biology class next door. News flash: Popularity doesn't make something good. Look at Jersey Shore, or Twilight.

I'm pretty much in love With Blurt on Glee. One of my newest OTPs. Darren is so fine.

Also still lovin' the other Starkids, especially with the release of Starship.

I am now pree much automatically included in Quack's family events. As a sister it is my 'sacred duty' to go to birthday dinner and Macbeth performances.

As fascinating as the mating habits of slugs are, loudly expressing this fascination in class leads to weird looks. Yes, I know from experience.

I can't think of anything else, but I shall get back to normal blogging soon.

Toongen, xo.

Unbearable Lightness

2011-02-18T07:40:00.000+11:00

I don't understand people's obsession with numbers. Height and weight especially. I'm currently Reading Unbearable Lightness, Portia de Rossi's memoir. Her life revolved around the numbers of her body. Manically weighing herself, counting every single calorie that went into her body (did you know a stick of Extra chewy is 5 calories?). Here's an extract from the book that's really stuck with me:

" The diet was a very simple one. It was the same one that I had gone on six to eight times a year since I did it to get ready for my first fashion show. Instead of eating 1 000 calories a day, which seemed to be the recommended weight-loss calorie consumption for women, I ate 1 000 kilojoules. I was Australian, after all, and turning it metric was only right. It was a pun with numbers that I thought was funny. As 1 000 kilojoules was approximately 300 calories, I embarked on my 200-calorie diet with the goal of losing half a kilogram per day and I would do it for seven days"

That is one of the few math puns I've not found funny. And believe me, I'm big on math puns. I've never cared about my weight very much. I used to weigh myself out of interest, if I was somewhere with scales, but if I then heard friend mention her weight I would start to feel self conscious. I've weighed myself once since I've moved into town (almost four years ago) and I honestly don't remember what it said. When friends bring up their weight now I can assume I'm vaguely around that weight if I'm built the same, but don't really give it a second thought. Today the mother asked my weight. She was curious to compare me to her former, skinny self.

Height is something else I don't pay attention to. Sure not as self-conscious-making as weight seems to be, but it's something people are obsessed by. Someone asks how tall I am, I put my hand on top of my head and say 'about this tall?', while others could reel of their exact height in both metric and imperial (Despite being Australian, I always understood height better in imperial). The funny thing is that I'm a teenager. Just this week I've noticed that all the friends who I considered super short are now shooting up and are nearly as tall as, or maybe even taller than me. (Sorry Brookie, you're still short).

I hear friends complain about gaining 3 kg or being 2 inches shorter than so-and-so. I could've gained 3 kg this week and not noticed, and who knows who I'm shorter than? (Well, if you're curious, I'm shorter than Quack, but not when I'm in my nice shoes.) You know why these things don't bother me? I don't know the numbers. I can't compare myself to other people that way because I don't know what to compare. It woks the same with Facebook friends, Twitter followers and blog views. You can't care if you don't know there's anything to care about.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Family porn-reading sesh...

2011-02-07T20:39:00.003+11:00

So in English Extension we're reading The epic of Gilgamesh which is thought to be the earliest story ever written. It was written on stone tablets and for homework we read the first two. I got to school this morning and Quack ahd already read them. She was going on and on about the epic sex scene and how funny it was. I got to my study fourth period when I finally got to read it. It was amazing. They had sex for six days and seven nights. Straight. Tonight I decided to read the scene to my sisters and mother. I had to stop numerous times to breath because I was laughing so hard. My moother had crying from laughter. Apparently Sister Margaret Anne would disapprove. Anyway, though I'd share with you the earliest written porn ever discovered.

"Beasts arose and sleepy limbs began to flutter then. Enkidu, the boy who
walked on mountains, who eats the food of beasts and, like the beasts, comes
down at will to drink from the watery hole, with the beasts arose and stretched
his tired limbs to start the day. She beheld him then, as he was in his
beginning, the one who gave and took life from the far woods. “Heer is he, fine
lover; be set to wet him with your tongue and chest and loins. Spread forth your
happiness. Display your hidden charm. Jump him fast and kneel upon shoulders.
Without his wind then, he’ll enter near your entrance. Take off your robe to let
him in. Let him see what force a woman has.The friends he has from on wild will
exile him if he presses his person, as he will, into your scented bush.” Shamhat
let her garments loose and spread forth her happiness, which Enkidu enterde as
wind god enters an open cavern's mouth.Hot and swollen first, she jumped him
fast knocking out his rapid breath with thrust after loving thrust. She let him
see what force a woman has, and he stayed within her scented bush for seven
nights, leaping, seeping, weeping, and sleeping there. "

At the end of tablet II Enkidu may or may not have become gay lovers with Gilgamesh. Here's the link if you wanna read the rest.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

El's neighbour has now agreed to come in guns a-blazing (literally) if there's trouble. Gotta love this town sometimes,

2011-01-23T22:18:00.001+11:00

This week I get to try my hand at independence. My sister and her boyfriend are going away on Tuesday and asked me to housesit. I get four nights all on my lonesome...well they have a dog, which is most of the reason I’m staying there, but whatevs. So for four nights I am completely in charge of myself and Sixx.

Although Bella is also in town I was deemed the most trustworthy as she would likely throw a house party while they were away, whereas I will be working my way through the folder they’ve saved for me on Austar. It contains some Buffy and Angel, Back to the Future movies, Doctor Who and has some hilariously witty name Luke won’t tell me. Ahh, sweet freedom spent on the couch being boring and probably forgetting to eat the pasta and 2 minute noodles they so kindly bought for me. (I really hope I don’t forget to feed Sixx).

I wonder how well I’ll clean up after myself. My floor is currently covered in clean clothes I poured out my still-packed suitcase from when I got back from Melbourne over a week ago. My milo cup from this morning is still on the bench, unless mother put it in the dishwasher and the tissues I used to remove nail polish are lost somewhere in the abyss on my desk. Yup, this’ll be one helluva test.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Out. For. A. Walk... Bitch!

2011-01-05T20:56:00.002+11:00

I spend years refusing to succumb to the fahsion statement that was black nail polish. I listen to teeny pop and am proud of it. I become close with Quack. I end up painting my nails black and downloaded British punk rock. Mostly influenced by the pure, intense, sexiness that is Spike.

First you have Spike, this sexy, evil british vamp who looks like a Billy Idol wannabe (but actually Billy Idol stole his look), complete with chipping black nails. Then there's James Marsters, who himself isn't British, but is still increidbly sexy (even now at 47) and his lack of accent is made up by his incredible singing voice. Seriously, go watch this vid of him singing Come As You Are (by Nirvana).

So after much youtubing I decided there were a couple of songs I had to download, including I Wanna Be Sedated (by The Ramones) and the obligatory Billy Idol (Yes, I already had White Wedding). I was surprised to find I acould actually sing along with a number of the songs, such as Tainted Love and You Spin Me Right Round. This is the kind of thing that happens when Georgie up and leaves me alone with Quack.

I still ship Tilly hardcore.

2010-12-20T10:43:00.003+11:00

Last week I went to my friend Shenae's birthday party. Spending most of it chatting with Quack and Milbs we were discussing all the couples and possible couples in our group of friends. Then made up ships for them. One popular one was Mitchotte. Our new friend Mitch is totally in love with our old friend Charlotte, but she's already half of Chato. And there were many discussions about Quackburn (Quack/Milburn) because although there will always be shippers it will never be canon. Other ships were discussed - Sage, Jayla, Tilly - but these were the main one. And Quack and I decided, as we were treating them like fictional ships, we should write fanfiction about them.

Yesterday I did just that. With a little help from Quack in the plot department I wrote a three thousand word story about my friends. It was a little awkward and I hope none of my friends ever read it, but it's a brilliant story and you should all read it. It's called The Canoninity of Quackburn and Mitchotte. And yes, Gigi Carrot is Georgie.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Look at my mask. Isn't it pretty? It raises the dead.

2010-12-04T20:58:00.002+11:00

Damn Quack and her corrupting ways. Months and months ago now I was at her house one day, bored, and we decided to watch a dvd. After much deliberation we decided on Buffy the Vampire Slayer, of which she had five season of at the time. That night I watched only the first three episodes, but I was hooked. After all who can resist Buffy's awesomeness, Willow's wily ways, or Angel's downright sexiness? Then there's Xander, Buffy's Xander-shaped friend, and Gile's is British! Anyway, a few months later I was again bored at her house when we pulled out the DVDs and I finally got to watch Teacher's Pet, the second episode and the episode aptly named Angel. And what an ep that is.

Now I'm eagerly awaiting her to get and finish season seven. The first six were amazing and I can only assume the last will be also. Daddy's also eagerly awaiting it. He occaisonally sits down and watches it with me. He even got a pillow to hug during a really emotional part in season three. A few weeks ago I was watching Glee when he sat down. After about ten minutes he says, "This is Buffy at all. I was wondering what she was doing at school," and walks out of the room. Anyway, here's the 'previously on Buffy' clip of the season five finale, summing up all the seasons. Beware, Angel might just make your ovaries explode.

Xoxo.. Toongen

"But Mummy I didn't mean to tell him Maddie like Shannon!"

2010-10-23T20:32:00.002+11:00

This just came through my tumblr dash and ti reminded me of a story my sister told last time she was home. She has two daughters in year one (step-sisters, not twin sisters). Gyp is a bit of a tomboy. Se has trouble making friends. The boys don't like her coz she's a girl, the girls don't like her coz she's a tomboy. Maddie is a popular girly-girl. Gyp's had this friend Zane for years and he's totally in love with her. Then she had this boyfriend, Tyler. One day Tyler was mean to her (I think he called her a bitch?) so Zane followed Tyler around for a weeksaying 'Now you don't be mean to her!'. And once, last year, when a year six boy was mean to Maddie, Zane went and punched this kid. He was twice Zane's age! My girls may not have a big brother to beat up the mean guys for them, but at least they have Zane.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

"Speak now or forever hold you peace" Yeah, I don't hold my peace.

2010-10-06T17:09:00.001+11:00

You know that annoying person in your class who you spend entire lessons restraining from punching? And that annoying person in the cinema who keeps talking all through the movie? I think I’m her.

One of my least favourite classes is Commerce. It was last year too. It always seems to be one person who ruins it for me. Last year it was one girl who hates Georgie and I and always got us in trouble for talking. Of course she was the annoying one in the class, not us. But really, when we spent every lesson talking loudly and obnoxiously about our love of Disney, we were the annoying people others restrained from punching. And when I think about it, I can see why. This year there are a few of those people I hate. And I know they’re the annoying ones because even our teacher has complained about them. However, a few months ago when said teacher was saying how the boy actually did well in a test I cried out ‘But that doesn’t make him any less annoying,’ to agreeing classmates. Then his friend, the other I hate, turns to me ‘Like you can talk.’ I think the whole class expected me to snap (Pshh, I’m not aggressive. It’s not like I yelled at the teacher once because she was wrong), but I didn’t. I did think, maybe I’m annoying in this class too. I mean, I don’t think Quack and I are as bad as Georgie and I were, but what if?
Then there was pretty much every other class I had with Georgie. We were always... enthusiastic about things in class. While I have no idea what most of my classmates like our classes always knew and complained about our obsessions, from The OC to the Jonas Brothers, to Tim Curry. There was that time we got in an argument with a boy about us when we were getting excited a out Tim Curry being in a Barbie movie (Ohmmygosh Tim Curry’s so hot. Nick Jonas has a diabetes, that’s so rad! Yeah, he got a bit mixed up, but whatever, it was funny). And the student teacher we had for PdH last year. Oh how he loved our refusal to participate and our constant chatter and our lyric writing. Then there was the day in science we moved three times because everyone was getting annoyed. We ended up sitting alone at the front of the room. I’m amazed these people still talk to me.
Yesterday I went shopping with Quack and our sister. We knew it’d be a long day so w decided to go see Easy A. Quack and i sat together while Alex sat way ahead. During previews a couple of guys in front of us were talking and Quack commented that she hoped they weren’t the annoying talkative people during the movie. They weren’t. Luckily they weren’t the complaining type either because afterwards Alex informed us we talked all through the movie. It was funny, okay, we had to make little side comments about it. Sadly that’s not the first time my friends have informed me I’m annoying in the movies.

Moral of the story: be glad you’re not my classmate and never go to the movies with me.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

I also know none of the current songs being played and i hate eminem.

2010-09-17T19:05:00.004+10:00

I spent a large portion of the birthday parties I've gone to this year hidden away with Quack and Georgie. We're really quite anti-social. Even at my own party we ran off to Jess' room on the phone to Adro. Fun fun. Well, right now I'm at my friend Dude's, sans the BFF and sub-BFF, yet I'm still managing to be anti-social. Seriously, I'm sitting in Dude's living room with h and Tina writing a post about how anti-social I am.
I just wanna cuddle up in bed and listen to Darren Criss. Unfortunately, none of these know Darren and we're listening to H's rnB filled ipod and it's na 40 hour famine sleepover sans furniture so that rules out bed. When Dude offered up the laptop I jumped at it and now have all my sites (Twitter, facey tumblr and this) open, just like I'm at home alone as my usual Friday night.
Sometimes I just seem super pathetic. For some reason Ian's scared of Extension alone with Quack and I next year. Can't work out why. Anyway, should try and be a bit social.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

L is for the way you look at me.

2010-09-16T19:39:00.003+10:00

Today I was told measuring success by wealth will never bring me happiness. Well, maybe not, but it'll bring me shoes.

It didn't end up being better than expected. This morning I was just annoyed at having to go, now I'm annoyed at what they said. For something that was supposed to boost my self-esteem it kinda failed. Telling me that what I believe in (meaning the above success) is wrong, and making me share my hobbies which really seem lame when spoken out loud. I actually felt quite self-conscious when it came recess. Thank god the day went up after that.
One of the people running it was an English woman and she was quite rad. I got super excited when she started talking about Catherine Tate's character Lauren. Then talking to her at lunch someone mentioned Shakespeare, which led to me admitting all I could think when she was talking about Lauren was when David Tennant was in a sketch as her English teacher (or was it Scottish?). Turns out she hearts David. She also thought I was quite humorous. Which I am. She also said how much she hates Spiderman 3 "But the point of Spiderman 3 was that it all falls to shit. I don't want my life to be like Spiderman 3; I hate that movie."
One thing I noticed today was while they did do a bit of moral throat shoving, not once did they tell us we have to believe what they do. We spent a lot of time split into groups and the one time we actually talked about religion our leader was absolutely fine with the fact that none of us believed in God and when telling us what she believes amde sure we knew it was just that; what she believes. They all made disclaimers that it was what they believed and while we should consider it, it's up to us.
Then I made fudge.

Xoxo.. Toongenn

I'd prefer prac AND theory over this.

2010-09-16T07:44:00.003+10:00

So this morning as I sit at my computer I dread the coming day. I'm have an 'Auslife' seminar, which is a Christian run day all about boosting self-confidence and good values. I don't see why we can't learn the exact same thing out of a religious context. Do you know how many people in ym year group are turned off by the day simply because of who runs it? Lots. I'll be surprised if I see Quack. So many refuse to go, or are only lured in my the free food. I don't care about the food and am honestly unsure as to why I'm going. I am already over-confident and don't want to waste a day being told to believe in myself by a bunch of homophobic religious zealots. I suppose I'll post again tonight telling you how it was, but I make no promises.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Where does the good go? God I miss Grey's.

2010-09-14T19:07:00.003+10:00

Time goes so fast. Seriously, months ago we had lunch at my aunty and uncle's and my cousin announced he and his wife are having a baby in September. Yesterday Mum came home and told us they'd had a baby boy and I was thinking 'Wtf? It wasn't sue until September.' Them I realised it is September. When did it become September? When was August for that matter? And when were the Teen Choice Awards coz The Fix fucked up its slideshow.

Click to make bigger.

Uh, where do they do their research? Her name is Victoria Justice.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Who is the third?

2010-09-07T15:39:00.002+10:00

So Quack and are were discussing English Extension in maths today (hey, we were finished so Mr Cat Killer told us to talk to each other!) and we were wondering who else might be doing it. We worked out that all the people who might be aren't and couldn't think of anyone else who would. I was starting to warm up to the idea that it would be a class of two. Then on my way out I happen across Quack talking to the English Head Teacher. There is a third student in Extension. But who is it? We don't know. Now I have to hunt down the Maths Head Teacher if I wanna find out (sounds odd I know, but he does the timetabling). What if it's someone I don't like? Or worse, someone better than me?! /Sigh, I guess I'll just have to wait.

In other news, I Ms English Teacher was away today and my sub happened to be an English teacher. Oh god it was good. She was so... competent. She actually taught us about essays and the movie and what we actually had to do. It was so great.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Weird Sci-Fi music on ABC makes me want Doctor Who back.

2010-09-04T18:55:00.003+10:00

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Victoria I do love you,
And Ben
Cousins too.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Ben Cousins smoke pot,
But it doesn't matter coz he's smoking hot.
Dearest Mal wrote those two in Commerce one day. You can see we clearly do a lot of work. It was the day after Such is Life so she was in a very Cousins mood. This next one I wrote in Food Tech yesterday with this guy who randomly sat with us.

Violets are red,
Roses actually come in an assortment of colours.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

"Special apologies to Victoria and Hayley who are also sick and/or ill" Ah, Mr PdH Teacher, how you win.

2010-08-31T19:21:00.003+10:00

So... plumbing is evil. After spending most of my life (although admittedly less than the rest of my family) on a farm with shit plumbing I was so excited to move into town. Hot, running water is one of our most prized possessions. Then a few weeks ago it was snatched evilly from us by the evil plumbing gods. Our hot water service fell ill and we had to turn it on 20 minutes before each shower, for a 5 minute shower. That was fine. I could get properly clean in 5 minutes. Then it got really sick. Now we have to do something stupid like turn the switches on for 30 minutes, turn them off, run out and turn the tap on the hot water water service on and shower for about 3 seconds. I have the longest hair in this house. That hair does not agree with 3 second showers. Thank god for sisters. Sorta. We were supposed to steal the ht water service from y Nan's old house, but El moved in there. Thankfully, since it's El and not some random tenant, I got to have a nice, long, hot shower there. Yes, the pressure was shit and it stopped running when she flushed the toilet, but it was long and hot. And now I have beautiful clean hair.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Anti-Popage. This shit got us to Sydney two years ago.

2010-08-30T20:52:00.002+10:00

I was walking down the street just a drinking a milk,
when a funny girl wearing a kilt,
she told me the truth, she took me by surprise,
she had a bad hairdo and a protest sign.
She spoke to me and I felt a strange.
Robots meant nothing, never would again.

I think I need some chamomile before my slumber.

2010-08-30T07:18:00.005+10:00

As you know I'm terrified of clowns. Terrified. They are evil and come and stab you in the night. I was never scared of them in the least, but when m nephew Willy was little he was scared of them and it rubbed off on me. Did you know we had to paint clowns in year 8 art? I got an A, but it was super scary. Willy won't let me put it up in my room.

There's a comment n that post I linked from Lee telling me to read It. Family friend Mitch is terrified o clowns from that movie. Yesterday I started talking about scary clowns Big B, including that evil porcelain clown Georgie had up in her room here *glares at Georgie*. No matter how many time I told her to take it down, she didn't. Anyway, Big B is scared of them too. And ventriloquist dummies. They stab you in the night too! /Shudder.

Big B let me go through her books and borrow some. Most of them were Stephen King, and she made me take It. So now I have it in my room and I can't decide whether or not t read it. I couldn't even get through the blurb without being terrified and I almost had nightmares just havingthe damn thing in my room. I had to read Bridget Jones just to cheer me up enough to sleep. I asked Quack if I should read it, but she's concerned about how she will handle me having a breakdown. Thank, love.

Yanno, it's even ruined the one about Sirius Black and Flitwick's little Brother. I could handle a murderous clown in a stormdrain when it was Brian talking in that hilarious cocknet accent. Now all I can tink is evil murderous clown in a stormdrain.

What does everyone else think?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

My maths teacher likes to kill cats. I prefer killing Quacks.

2010-08-25T21:55:00.003+10:00

So I'm sitting there in maths, telling Quack about the guy in Romeo and Juliet (the old one) looks like a young Zefron. Then BAM! Dead kittens. Sorta. Our teacher writes most of our worksheets and one of the questions today was on the probability of a kitten surviving it's first, and second years. The question included 'What is the likelihood of Romeo dying in his first year?' Romeo and Juliet were the kittens. Quack was distraught. She called our teacher over to tell him she doesn't think she can morally do a question about dead kittens. Yanno what Mr Math Teacher said? "That's my favourite question! I love it. All the cat haters love that one. I'd never write one about a dog." Now come all the jokes about him having a cage full of cats in his house that he pokes and kills. Haha. And all the teasing Quack, but, yanno, that's normal.

Yanno what else about maths? Apparently by not doing Maths Extension next year I'm ruining Quack's rep. And *gasp* what will her parents say? Gee, I dunno, I'm already their favourite and I'm doing Physics. Mr Math Teacher also tried to convince me to do Maths Ext. Coz I'm outstanding and got that other question right first. And I got a sticker that says 'Outstanding' and has some kind of animal on it. It's not scratch and sniff.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

The time we have to spend apart will keep us in each others' hearts.

2010-08-20T20:52:00.003+10:00

I was just talking to the BFF Eternally. We've spoken a total of twenty minutes since she left Abu Dhabi. That was Sunday! Just as she had to go before Days of Summer came on itunes. I think this is how Quack felt in science when David pics kept coming on my lappy.

(Can you tell we're Nathan Scott and Jelly Slice?)

Needless to say I really miss her and want a big long chat to talk about everything that's happened this week. BUT I hope she is having a fabulous time eating fromage. And I hope she meets someone named John. Ya know, I miss her too much to be mad for her making me lose the game :(

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Somehow I don't think I'll miss him when he leaves.

2010-08-19T21:57:00.005+10:00

/Sighhhh. Hear that big sigh of relief? That's me finished my maths project. Every year at my school the year ten students have to do a major maths project. It used to be entirely free choice - Dan made a barbeque, Rob made a swag, El did a scale drawing/painting - but now we have a bunch to choose from. I chose polyhedra, which is making at least ten 3D shapes and making them into a mobile. I started it back in March and printed it around half an hour ago. I feel so relieved and tired. How is it only ten o'clock? It feels like midnight at least. Anyway, here is a photo of my finished mobile complete with twisted fishing line.
On top of finishing my own tonight, which was most of a twenty page portfolio, I had to find the price of glue for Milbs, have two years worth of math sheets strewn across my floor because Mitch needed to know how to do cumulative frequency tables, find my calculator and eat dinner.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Edit: Oh, and get up early to print and organise Mitchell's entire assignment (so glad it's 20 pages as opposed to 200!) because I have to hand it in. Half those pages look the same, it was not fun to put together.

But it's all ohk coz I get a letter from the BFF Eternally!

2010-08-18T21:19:00.003+10:00

You know what makes me slightly uncomfortable? Abortion. Well, fifteen minutes of speeches on abortion. Ten minutes of which I've previously sat through and was equally uncomfortable. And he expects me to smile? The world is that bad Milbs! I do not want to again hear exactly how they kill the unborn babies. It's not pleasant. So I lied before, I was more uncomfortable tonight; last time I missed the really graphic parts (why oh why didn't I plug my ears tonight?). This was all part of a public speaking competition at school. Three of the six speeches from year ten wre very passionate anti-abortion speeches.

However, Mal and Quack did kick donkey (see what I did there Quack?).First and second respectively they did not disappoint. Well, apart from the part where Quack said unicorns aren't real. They so are! And how she kept her pants on. At least she didn't call Mal ugly. AND she slipped some Starkid references and insults to Bieber and R-Pattz (suck it Jess!). Mal's was hilarious, even with her nervous rash. You know how in love with Rafa she is? Well, five minutes non-stop on that. Her sister looked slightly embarassed, but that was probably because she admitted to being a Twi-shite fan.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

As long as she doesn't murder crying plane babies.

2010-08-15T11:29:00.004+10:00

Right now my BFF Eternally is on a plane on her way to France. FRANCE! Lucky bitch. Last night she sent me a message that said 'We got these days of Summer to remind us of each other...' Way to make me sad! That is the theme song for sad departures now. I think we all made our Facey statuses words from that damn song.
Anyway, here are some pretty photos of Paris.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Let's not forget that...

2010-08-13T17:15:00.001+10:00

So Georgie just reblogged the most epic video ever!

Xoxo.. Toongen..

tell us a joke

2010-08-13T16:13:00.001+10:00

Knock knock
Who's there?
John
John who?
Ham.

Ask me anything

For El and Luke.

2010-08-11T16:57:00.001+10:00

Today I shit my pants.

I was even called polite the other day.

2010-08-10T17:21:00.003+10:00

How do people really see me?

I see myself as an egotistical bitch who has trouble dealing with feelings unless they're her own of hatred and anger. A few weeks ago I was talking to a couple of friends and said 'If I was someone else, I would hate me.' Really, I don't seem like a pleastant person. I only love myself because I am me. Sometimes I wonder why I have friends. But alas, that question was answered yesterday when Myz told me she's only friends with me because she's scared of me. Apparently I'm quite a scary person. It does come in handy, but really, do I want to be seen as come crazy, scary bitch?

Then there's the people who don't find me frightening (I.e., the ones I rarely talk to.) There's this one boy in my year whoo I've only spoken to a handful of times (including today when he was laughing at me for walking home alone everyday) and have never had a class with. He's walked home with me a few times this year (See. I don't always walk home alone!) and once was after a careers expo and I had a bag of uni guides and shit. He decided he'd just stealthily look through the bag as we walked and was shocked that I had Yen magazine. He'd never picured me as a girly-girl. I am quite girly - Disney, chick flicks, chick-lit, pretty clothes, make-up - but I guess, apart from the Disney, I don't show that at school much.

It's just funny how they see me all different ways. So how do you see me?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

I tell ya, I'm ready to go.

2010-08-07T21:41:00.003+10:00

I hear a knock on the door and Mother answers. She tells a man to 'just put in on the floor in here.' A random dog starts running around my house. W-T-Fuck? The man found the dog wandering the streets and asked if we knew where it belonged. He leaves. I look at the dog's collar. It has an address and phone number for half a block away. Nice detective work, genius. Mum called the number and left a message. Turns out the owner is a (substitute) teacher from my school. Mum and Jess are taking the dog home. Jess took her cup of tea.

That's all the excitement of my Saturday night.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

2010-08-05T16:29:00.000+10:00

So Flitwick's lil' brotha's walkin' down the streets o' London and Sirius Black... he's in the stormdrain dressed as a clown and he's like, 'YO! Flitwick's lil' brotha! Down here! In the stormdrain! It's me, a clown!' And Flitwick's lil' brotha's like, 'Ya chap? Whuchu want?' and Sirius Black's like, 'Oh! You're Flitwick's lil' brotha! You go'ha get down here in the stormdrain with me 'cause you're MISSING. OUT! We've got a carnival down 'ere! We got loads 'o cotton candy... and balloons!'

Sausage.

2010-08-05T15:41:00.000+10:00

So today in French class I sat quietly and patiently for the class to finish writing so we could learn some vocab. I mean, what? I'm not quiet in French. So I was sitting in French talking to Quack today while I was supposed to be translating some words when Miss French Teacher decided we should have another discussion on her internet stalking me (while Quack totally wasn't trying to stalk her). She'd been reading this last night and came across one of my English teacher rants and was very offended that I'd said only one teacher offered me help, when she had (although she didn't know the whole 'distracting' situation when I wrote the post). I think this was the post? Anyway, I'd just like to clarify that more than one English teacher has offered to help, and one of those was Miss French teacher. Also, if you're reading this Frenchie, Quack thinks you should read this coz you're so mature.And thanks for the dvd, Mr Science Teacher thought it was something very important.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Proof that stealing other people's works gets you fame (I'm looking at you Pythagoras)

2010-08-04T15:56:00.000+10:00

So for a day or so 'AVADA KEDAVRA' has been the top trending topic on Twitter. I usually miss the cool TTs, so when I saw it yesterday I decided to tweet something of it.My tweet was:
'Knock knock.' 'Who's there?' 'You Know.' 'You Know Who?' 'Yes, haha! AVADA KEDAVRA!'
It's a joke I saw on a HP pic I saved years ago, and I kinda overuse it so I didn't expect any reaction to it. Boy was I wrong. At one point I decided to check my @replies and there were heaps of people retweeting my joke. I checked the official retweeting and there were over a thousand in two hours. I'd gained heaps of new followers. That was last night. Now I've gained 200+ new followers and it's been retweeted over 5000 times! I was freaking Top Tweet! This blog got nearly 500 views yesterday and this morning had already nearly 200.

At one point I got super excited scrolling through coz I though Tom Felton had retweeted it, but it was juts someone @replying it to him. Still, if he saw it I'm only a step away from getting him in that damn castle. I know I'm not quite the Ashton Kutcher of the Twitterverse (why is he so big on there anyway?), but this is so freaking awesome.

How else do you say 'shits and giggles'?

2010-08-03T17:08:00.000+10:00

According to Encarta a dream is ‘an idea or hope that is impractical or unlikely to ever be realised’. That, I believe, is a rather negative way of looking at it. To me a dream is something you crave, something you want more than anything. This doesn’t mean it has to be something unattainable. A dream could be something as simple as passing this assessment or, yes, it could be some ridiculous fantasy about living in a French castle full of celebrities and fictional characters.
Someone once told me that having concrete ambitions is stupid, because the disappointment you feel when you don’t live up to a dream would be so much worse than if you didn’t give a shit. But if you don’t give a shit, how are you supposed to be proud of anything you do? It’s the dream that pushes you forward; that gives you something to work hard for and the end result is so much more satisfying.
In computer games such as the Sims, you’re given a choice: you can play free-play or you can have goals and aspirations. Much the same is in life. In free-play you have no expectations. You work to eat, socialise to stay happy. It’s simple; uncomplicated. You and your Sim are content to just cruise through life. When given goals - whether to excel in your career or start a family - expectations are put on you, by yourself and others. When you fail, if you’re truly passionate about your dream, you won’t give up and wallow in disappointment and self-pity; you’ll try again and keep trying until you get it right. When the time is right, and you’ve worked hard enough, you’ll succeed and it’ll all pay off. You’ll be rewarded, if not by material possessions like an unlocked wardrobe, or the fanciest TV sim dollars can buy, than by the pride, the satisfaction and self-worth that cannot be portrayed through a video game.
Take JK Rowling for example. All she wanted was to write; a broke, single mother with only her child and manuscript to her name. She was knocked back by eleven different publishers. Eleven! And now she’s the one of the richest people in the world, and one of the most successful authors. She’s married, has three children and created one of the biggest fandoms in the world. If she’d given up on her dream the first time round there be no Harry Potter. No books, movies, theme parks or parody musicals.
In the movie The Bucket List two dying men set off on a world-wide adventure to complete a list of everything they wanted to do before they die. Like a giant to-do list. The trip, the comradeship and the joy and satisfaction of fulfilling each item makes their last months the happiest of their lives.
Inspired by the movie (and in my case Miley Cyrus), a trend began in creating in ’Bucket Lists’. Lists, as short or long as desired, of anything and everything you want to do or achieve before you die. While it’s inevitable that some items on your list will crossover with someone else’s, no two lists are the same. A person’s list tells you a lot about them. Their hopes and dreams; secrets; insignificant fun facts.
The items on a list vary greatly. They can be insignificant or grand works; they can be deep and life-changing, or simply for shits and giggles; they can be quick or time consuming. Some are definite and self-explanatory, while others are up to the interpretation of the list-maker. What stays the same is the satisfaction of crossing something off. Knowing you’ve completed something you wanted. Knowing you got something you worked hard for; knowing that, while it may seem silly to others, you’re doing something that means a lot to you.
No one else can tell you what your dreams are, or how to fulfil them. No one can tell you what you want. And they certainly can’t tell you not to pursue them. Brazilian author Paulo Coelho told his mother at fifteen he wanted to be a writer. She told him he didn’t know what he was talking about and that he should become an engineer instead. He stood his ground and at seventeen was institutionalised and put through shock therapy because his parents believed writing was a ridiculous career and he needed to see sense. He is now one of the most successful authors both in Brazil and worldwide. He stuck to his dream, despite the efforts put in to deter him, and it paid off.
Dreams don’t set us up for failure and disappointment; they set us for success and pride and self-worth. We only fail when we give up prematurely, or we are unable to separate fantasy from ambition. There’s no harm in that castle fantasy, as long as you understand it will stay fantasy. As long as you understand this, anything is possible.

2010-07-22T21:14:00.002+10:00

Asking someone you barely know about their single testicle is funny enough, but combined with a funny accent and hand gestures it's pure gold. Golly I wish I'd been there.

Some say he invented November. And that for some reason he's been in Brazil all weekend and he came back looking very pleased. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

2010-07-20T21:07:00.000+10:00

Ever since I got an mp3 compatible phone I've had a song as my alarm clock. At first I switched between songs, but for over two and a half years now I've been woken up almost every morning to the tune of Ice Ice Baby. Now with my lack of phone I've been forced to use a proper alarm clock. Not only do I have it facing backwards so I don't see the lights, but it beeps. Loudly! BEEPS! Not happy, Jan. Seriously, who on earth decided we should be woken up by beeps?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

If anyone can read that last word, tell me. I just can't work it out.

2010-07-07T15:48:00.001+10:00

I love getting my school report, purely to read the teachers' comments. Mostly my PdH teacher's comments about my lack of participatioin/confidence, etc. I just picked up and finally read my report for this semester and I was surprised by my PdH comment. Here's last year's, which was probably my worst:

"The highlight of Victoria's work this semester has again been in her theoretical component. If she could apply some sort of effort to her practical work her skill development would be extremely noticeable. Greater involvement would also increase her confidence in her own ability. Victoria will only achieve to her ability if she improves her effort"

Although I know I partiipate more this year, I also complain more so I expected a similar comment this year. Boy, was I wrong.

"Victoria has achieved excellent results in the assignment and in the test. Her work on Safer Celebrations was outstanding. Victoria is always prepared to be involved in the physical aspects of the course and performed well in the social dance component. She is gaining in confidence when competing in ball games."

When am I ever prepared o be involved in the physical aspects? I burst out laughing when I read that. And that test I achieved excellent results in? Here's the picture I drew on it:

I'm the blue, my teacher's red. We both have terrible handwriting so here's what it says (I think), "If I don't 100% maybe these dinosaurs will change your mind," while he wrote back "Not quite 100% but I'm safe from the dinosaurs [illegible word]." I stole the idea from Charlie, who did a similar thing on her French test. I got a B this semester if anyone's curious.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Trip to Ann Arbor for a foam sword!

2010-07-04T11:01:00.000+10:00

Last night I had an epic Disney night with my sister! She always complains we never do anything sisterly together (Dude, you've been my sister what, three months?) and the other night we made plans to go hire a bunch of Disney movies. Classic Disney movies. We hired:

The Huncback of Notre Dame
Hercules
Beauty and the Beast
The Lion King
Pinocchio
The Aristocats

Last night we only watched the first three (The Lion King was scratched!) and they were awesome. Neither of us had actually seen any of them, so we figured we'd watch them first and we loved them. Beauty and the Beast is probably my favourite Disney Princess movie.Notre Dame was super sad. Even in the end he didn't get the girl. It was My Best Friend's Wedding all over again. Hercules was just awesome. I'm so glad we watched them. Apparently we have to watch The Aristocats with a family friend, because he loves it so much and made them watch the drunk goose scene a million times on youtube. /Sigh.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Are you calling me fat?

2010-07-02T21:26:00.000+10:00

So a few weeks ago I blogged about my British loves and one of those was Merlin. My God am I obsessed with that this week. Home in bed for three days I've spent a lot of time googling it. Now out of bed I've been youtubing and came across this hilarious vid of Colin Morgan (Merlin) and Bradley James (Arthur) singing a local (and overrated) ballad.

Pretty sure I love those two!

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Do you know how boring being sick is?

2010-06-28T17:44:00.001+10:00

What do you think about getting older? I turned sixteen yesterday. I felt no different than I did the day before. I felt no older and no wiser. I called a family friend to wish her happy birthday and when her husband answered he called me old. After a scolding from e he corrected himself, calling me ‘older’ and ‘mature’. He still called me big bum though. Then my sister asked me if I felt old and told me she cried when she turned sixteen because she did. The friend I called turned forty-eight and wasn’t happy about it. A few weeks ago another sister said how distraught she was when she turned twenty-five. Yesterday I mentioned that my mother is twenty-one, while Quack said hers is twenty-four (she can’t be younger than Scotty. Even though Mummy is younger than most of her children).

Is growing up really that bad? I don’t think so. I feel the same as I did not just last week but last year and three years ago. I have no fear of becoming middle-aged or growing old. I’ve often said I can’t wait until I can retire. Age is but a number, as they say, so why does it matter so much?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Told ya I can make my own birthday cake!

2010-06-26T20:47:00.001+10:00

It's my birthday tomorrow and a while ago some friends of mine decided they were gonna come visit me. Quack and H were passing notes in Commerce the other day that turned out to be about a purple monkey dishwasher (i.e. cake). H asked what my fave cake was (choc ripple) and was horrified to find out I planned on making it myself. All week I've been saying I will and all week she's been saying I'm not allowed, until finally we decided she'd come over today and we'd make it together. She never came and I just finished making it. For the second year in a row I made my own birthday cake and I'm quite proud of the fact .Even if last year Clare and I made it together.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

P.S. Ohk, so I'm only making one cake. I just called my family friend whose birthday it also is and she's making another cake. Funny, the birthday girls are still making them. Oh well.

I got a new USB and replaced the battery in my calculator.

2010-06-25T20:04:00.000+10:00

Wouldn’t you just hate to have an English teacher who helped you? Who gave you feedback on assignments? Who told you what they thought, not that other English teach that you ‘didn’t understand the question? Who can spell ‘distracting’?

I have a teacher who doesn’t do any of those. Do you know how frustrating it is to have those things happen? To have another teacher ask you if you’re doing alright in class because my teacher told her she thought I didn’t understand. And did she give me any feedback on that assignment? No, a third teacher I spoke to is the only reason I know why I didn’t do so well. And no ‘distracting’ is not spelt ‘destracting’! Just ask the little red line underneath.

How can one teacher single-handedly ruin my best and favourite subject for me? There are so many fantastic English teachers at my school and I’m stuck with her?! It’s ridiculous that those who don’t even take a year ten class are the ones who want to help me most. I’ll just have to kick ass at my next two assessments and show her.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Oh science, how I despise thee. Actually, you go alright this yera. OH assignments, how I hate thee.

2010-06-21T21:03:00.000+10:00

You know how you always make up the results of your science experiments? Well, I do that. I just finished an assignment on how long batteries last in my CD. I actually started the experiment (I.E. listening to music while doing more important shit than science), to see what my results should sorta be like. Problem is, when I started filling in my log book - with dates - I realised I didn't give myself enough to hypothetically do the experiment. Oops. Oh well, I put some bullshit in my discussion making it (hopefully) sound legit.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Remember when Gwen was the crazy weird popstar?

2010-06-20T16:04:00.000+10:00

I liked it. She was original and unique. Gagz is just... weird. Talented, yes, but queer. Just weird. I still love me some Gwen and some No Doubt.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Pirates, trains, talking clothes, batteries... And what do you think about on the weekend?

2010-06-20T15:48:00.000+10:00

I've been in such a funk lately. Really have not been in a good mood. That combined with lack of internet has led to minimal posting. Now though, I have internet and have a few awards to post.

First up the Lovely Blog of Randomness Award from the lovely Abby. I'm supposed to say 17 things about myself or something, but I write so much random crap for these awards I don't think there's anything left. If you want to know something in particular you can always ask.

And this award by Emily. Each recipient has to remake it. Isn't Emily's gorgeous?

And here is mine.

As usual I'm not passing the awards on. Feel free to take them.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

So Mal, suck it I read it this week!

2010-06-11T19:36:00.000+10:00

Hola,

Congratulation to Rafael Nadal on his magnificent win against Robin Soderling. I am so very proud of you. He flogged Robin Soderling with a 6-4, 6-2, 6-4 victory over the Swede. I would also like to repeat what I said in my last post, FEDERER SUCK IT! Rafael Nadal is now again world number 1 in the world, stripping Federer from his number one ranking and from breaking Sampras record of the most amounts of weeks at world number 1.

It was a very special moment when Soderling sent that last shot long and Rafa feel to the ground with pure joy and relief. Rafa then rose from the red dusty clay before he again fell to the ground in pure disbelief of what he had just accomplished. I also fell to the ground in pure disbelief of what Raffy had just achieved. Five French Opens for Raffy now, he is now just one shy of the record of 6 but I have no doubt that he will break or at least equal it.

Rafa then delivered a magnificent speech full of modesty and thankfulness. Never will the great Rafael Nadal act in vain. He is always so graceful and modest. As Rafa sobbed in his towel I sobbed to myself. Whoever said he would never win another grand slam and retire early because of his precious knee’s has been proven wrong. He will go on and on from this moment on.

My mother once said he will never be number 1 again, as the umpire called match Nadal I stood before her making sure she knew she was wrong. He is the great Rafael Nadal, king of the clay and at the moment king of the tennis world.

He celebrated with a trip to Disney Land, how cute! Then less than 24 hours after his win he set off to London and when he arrive he managed to fit in a 20 min practice session. He is a very busy boy! This year Rafa will play doubles at Queens as well. Queens is the tournament which Rafa won in his triumphing 2008 year. He is playing doubles in order to get more of a feel for the grass court. Rafa says he wants to play his best ever Wimbledon tournament.

I would like to finish with well done Rafa. May you have a fabulous Wimbledon tournament and hopefully come out with a win! Good luck at Queen’s as well. Remember Rafa you are simply the best, better than all the rest! Go Rafa!

Until next time........

adios

2010-06-10T19:47:00.000+10:00

I think ya'll should check out Georgie's blog for a bit of an insight into our awesome webcamming escapades.

Yes, I has an atlas out at the computer. Two actually. I love and own both of them (can someone say nerd?) but they were no help with my homework.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Are you cool enough to be my sister?

2010-06-09T19:35:00.000+10:00

You know you have an awesome family when all you have to do is show your sister that photo and she knows exactly what you're thinking. Comment if you know what I'm thinking.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

/Sigh. Silly Mini.

2010-06-08T22:12:00.000+10:00

I have a new found love of South African accents.Tracy, my sister-in-law is South African, but she hasn't lived there for around ten years, so her accent isn't very strong, but it's so cute. Some words are more accented than others. After even juts a few hours we were all talking with little accents, mostly to Abi. Tracy calls her 'mini' in her accent so we all started to. Now we're calling Tracy Mini T (I'm Big T. Because I'm taller, not because of MAMD, although that does make it extra cool). Or Tracky. She just loves Tracky. Anyway, now after three days of OF I've got the very similar NZ accent in my head. I'm surprised I've still got my normal Aussie accent.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

If you care, read it, if you don't, skip to the last paragraph.

2010-06-08T16:24:00.000+10:00

What are you talking about, I'm a great blogger. I blog frequently. /Sigh. Ohk,we all know I'm lazy, but I've actually been really busy lately.Wednesday I had an assignment to do (I'll post more on assessments soon. Yay!), plus my bro and his family came. It was the first time I got to meet his fiance Tracy and baby Abigail. I pretty much threw my laptop on the floor when Mum announced their arrival. I'm so the favourite aunty.

Friday I had an excursion to Melbourne to the courthouses. One word for the day: shit. I woke up at 5.45 when I had to be at school at 6 - lucky I live two blocks away! Because of that I didn't have time for breakfast, which is never good when I'm travelling - believe it or not, pods don't cut it as brekkie. Then I realised two and a half hours into the trip that my new travel sickness drugs only last two hours. I didn't bother with more for the end of the trip and felt like shit all day. Then I got stuck with a few guys from school walking around Melbs for an hour looking for Rivers so thewy could buy Ugg boots. One even asked for money for them. During that trip I was forced past Chanel and Louis Vuitton. For RIVERS!

That night was also Bella's party. I was supposed to dress up as Fireman Sam, but I was so buggered by the time I got home I sat inside and went to bed at eleven. Fun. Saturday was pretty boring, until Bella's other party. Oh wait, that was boring too! It was at the feral pub in town. The one with sticky floors and a smoking cage as opposed to a beer garden. Another vaguely early night when under-ages had to leave at 10.30.

Sunday I was just lazy watch Outrageous Fortune for eight hours straight. My back still fucking hurts! Anyway, now everyone's gone and I have time to finish OF. If you skipped straight to this paragraph (don't worry, I would too) pretty much I've been lazy, busy or tired resulting in lack of posting. I have some planned though.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Yes I posted this when I was supposed to. I would never post something almost a week late.

2010-06-03T15:29:00.000+10:00

Hola,

Feliz Cumpleaños tu Rafa! Happy birthday Rafa! Oh what a day it is! It was on this day 24 wonderful years ago the greatest ever miracle occurred on earth, Rafael Nadal was born. Who knew he would grew up into the most beautiful person in the world? Well he did!!!!!!!!!!!!! With his beautiful complexion, ravishing eyes and lush long hair, there is no other has beautiful as one Rafael Nadal.

His mother must so proud. I would like to take a minute now to send congratulations to Anna Nadal because she has achieved a great deal. I wonder what Rafa gets for his birthday? A car, a hotel, a theme park, who knows but I do know that he has got a place in the semi-finals of the French Open! That’s probably the best gift you could ever desire, considering the prize money involved.

I would also like to inform you Federer is out. Yes, that is right Federer has been eliminated. Awesome!!!!!!!!!! So I would like to say Federer Suck it!!!!!! This means that if Rafa is to win the French open he would again become number one in the world. So again I say Federer suck it! That is now all I will mention about old man Federer as I would not like to take the attention away from the great Rafael Nadal like Federer has on several occasions. So just two more matches and just two more wins and Rafa Nadal will again be known as the king of the tennis circuit, although it is my opinion that he already is.

I wonder what Shakira bought him? Maybe she bought him a copy of the gypsy CD or maybe something much naughtier. Well whatever he got for his birthday I hope it was something spectacular which he deserves. The best way t celebrate his 24th birthday would be with a big fat trophy to bite on and obviously a cake because what is a birthday without cake. I think Rafa’s probably more of a chocolate man then a vanilla.

Happy birthday to Rafa, Happy birthday to Rafa, Happy birthday dear Rafael Nadal, Happy birthday to you. So that is all from me this week. Happy birthday, have a magical day and may all your birthday wishes come true. I believe in you. I have every faith in you. You will win the French Open. Good Luck. Until next time.......

Adios

It's like when he sat behind me watching me do an assignment, yelling each time I clicked on OceanUp.

2010-05-30T12:43:00.000+10:00

My nephew's here. He's been here all weekend and, as usual, has spent most of his time on the computer. As usual, everytime he's on I think how self-ish it is of him to stay on here for hours at a time when other people (namely me) want to go on. But, as usual, when I finally get on, I'm on for hours at a time and don't want to get off for him to get on.

Ah, hyprocrisy, my old nemisis. Is that your sidekick guilt I see? Damn you!

Xoxo.. Toongen.

Hands up who likes me.

2010-05-29T21:00:00.000+10:00

/Sigh. I have gotten way too nerdy as of late. My love of hot Brit boys has turned into a love of nerdy Brit-coms. All things Brit and nerdy really. Did you know the Dragon from Merlin is Ollivander? Or that Merlin was in Doctor Who? I did. Did you know Hugh Laurie was in both the Young Ones and Black Adder before he became House? And next term year 10 is Scumbag College in French University Challenge? (I'm Neil. The others dibsed Rick and Vyvyan, and I refuse to be Mike). Here's some pics from my fav things Brit.

A year ago this would've been Ed Westwick and Aaron Johnson. What is this world coming to?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

P.S. 705th post!!

Day eighteen - Whatever tickles your fancy.

2010-05-22T19:11:00.000+10:00

So this little gem I've been meaning to post for a while and now seems an appropriate time to share. Mostly because I've only just remembered I promised to post it. Here is a lovely poem El wrote about me.

If Toongy's head was like a bowling ball,
And she wanted to go to the mall,
She might fall.

Genius.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day seventeen - An art piece.

2010-05-22T19:09:00.000+10:00

So, this isn't MY art piece, but it's so epic I had to post it.

The other night Jess tried to scare 'Kingie' as he came in our door, but accidentally scared Mum instead. This is the picture she drew today depicting the incident. The funniest bits? "Kingie' is a boy, yet she drew him in a dress (you know, I've actually seen him in dresses many times), and when she wrote that bit at the top she had to ask me how to spell stupid. Oh Jess.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Mal is back and I'm back to posting them.

2010-05-21T20:45:00.000+10:00

Hola,

This week Rafa is on top of the world. He became the first person to win all three clay court masters series in one year and he beat Roger Federer in the Madrid final and he passed Agassi’s record in master’s series won and returned to the world number two ranking in the world. All I have to say is WHAT A LEGEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Probably the best part about Rafa’s week was when he flogged Federer in straight sets at Madrid! He will now take those confidents into the French Open where he will regain his title since it was stolen last year by his knees not Roger Federer, his knees. I refused to grant Roger with credit for winning the French last year because he did not win it instead it was stolen from Rafa. Rafael played well all week in front of his home countries crowd at Madrid this week. He also regained his number two ranking. I’m sure it won’t be long until he will concur the number one ranking again. As fans we have the right to be very proud. To be honest when he beat Federer it was a very emotional and special moment, a moment I will always cherish.

A victory of Rafa’s is never sweeter then when Rafa beats his rival Federer. Every epic final in history involves Rafa beating him. I predict it will happen again next week at the French Open and as usual end with Rafa biting his trophy and Federer in serious need of some tissues.

This year at the French Open Rafa will be sporting a new look, a half a million dollar watch on his right wrist. Not sure what outfit will be accompanying the new watch but knowing Rafa’s fashion taste it will be divine. I am supersized by Rafa’s choice to wear the new watch because of his superstitious nature. I am confident that the watch will cause no problems for Rafa and will look wonderful.

I wish Rafa the very best at the French Open. I hope he wins and regains the number one ranking which he deserves. May his knees also be healthy and may his watch look fantastic. Until next time and GO RAFA!

Bye

Sorry it's a few weeks late. Another coming soon.

2010-05-21T20:44:00.000+10:00

Hola,

So not much is news this week with Rafa, not to say Rafa is not inspiring because he definitely is but it’s just that not much has happened this week with Rafa. He is currently playing in Rome and has successfully gotten through to the quarter finals with ease which is fantastic! He is playing well and of course looking as fabulous as usual in his delightful blue apparel. Rome is looking good for Rafa and the best part is Federer is already out! I know, it’s fantastic. So considering there’s not much news with Rafa I thought a good bag out session about Federer was in order.

So I guess the most interesting thing about Roger Federer is.............actually there is nothing about Roger Federer what so ever, he is boring. The only thing that is vaguely interesting about Federer is his almost mono brow. His sense of style is boring, his personality is boring and his looks are worse than boring, he just boring, boring, boring!

His sense of still is crap, he wears the same boring thing every tournament just in different colours which range from, blue to navy to red and back to blue, very original. His old fashion knitted cardigan at Wimbledon last year was a total disaster, I have never seen anything quite that bad in the history of grand slam tennis. Also his “RF” logo is crap, it definitely doesn’t compare to the fabulous raging bull symbol that Rafael Nadal uses.

Roger Federer also has a bad attitude, he thinks he is sooooo much better then Rafa and he is definitely isn’t, Rafa flogs him almost every epic final they have every taken part in. The best one being when Rafa crushed him in at the Australian Open and Roger cried his eyes out, that was so funny but it was also pathetic because he was such an attention seek, crying when it was Rafa’s moment, Pathetic. Also another top pathetic moment in long range of pathetic moments of Roger Federer was when he blamed the lack of light for his loss, what a sore loser. Why can’t he just let Rafa have his moment? I know because he is an attention seeker.

Roger will never be the person Rafa is. Rafa is timeless. Rafa will go on and on through time as the greatest clay player of all time and Federer shall be remember as the man that cried a lot. So until next week, go Rafa and sucked in Federer!

Bye...........................................

What do you think would happen if you were thrown out of a moving bus?

2010-05-20T18:23:00.000+10:00

"What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"Alive"

I went to a careers expo today. I got a lot of free stuff and had fun with Quack, Mal and Hayley. We went around to all the set-up thingos for different companies and career types. I learnt I can't add, but I can see pacmen and arrows. I learnt orange is green and argued that green is a flavour (although yellow is most definitely not!). I collected fridge magnets (that were not of penises) and post-its, and got a free cookie. I also got a lot few uni guides, which were interesting.

I spent a chunk of my afternoon reading the guides and thinking about uni and the future. I had guides from four or five unis, plus two TAFEs. When I came on here, after catching up on almost a week's worth of missed blogs, I was chatting to a friend Jack. Still with the future on my mind I asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up. If you haven't already worked out, the above is his answe: Alive. I love when small bits of wisdom make their way into everyday conversation and from the most surprising sources.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

I miss your face on the back of my head.

2010-05-14T20:25:00.000+10:00

Searching Starkid stuff I came across the funniest video. It's Brian Rosenthal's song for Joe Walker (Quireellmort).

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day sixteen - A song that makes you cry.

2010-05-14T17:50:00.000+10:00

A common song around here that doesn't quite make me cry... almost.

Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley

Bet you didn't see that one coming? Lol. Another that always makes me sad is

End of an Era - Oliver Boyd and The Remembralls.

Way to remind me HP will be over.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Who's the most overrated athlete?

2010-05-11T20:53:00.001+10:00

All of them.

Ask me anything

Day fifteen - A fanfic

2010-05-10T17:31:00.000+10:00

I read a lot of fanfics, both HP and JB.The best websityes are MNFF (For Harry), JBFFA (For JB), or Fanfiction.net for pretty much anything you could ever want.

Right now I'm reading Here and Now, which is the third and last in a Niley series and Sign, Symbol, Token, a Harry/Malfoy one set in seventh year.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day fourteen - A non-fictional book.

2010-05-09T19:16:00.000+10:00

Harry Potter Should Have Died, Emerson Spartz and Ben Schoen.

I'm not one hundred per cent sure this counts as non-fiction, but I'm sticking it here anyway. I got this for Christmas off Georgie and only finished it last week or something. It was pretty good, dissecting characters and plot lines and asking ridiculous questions. Of course my favourite bit was the mention of David (well, that's what I'll tell Quack).

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day thirteen - A fictional book

2010-05-09T19:11:00.000+10:00

The Lost Symbol, Dan Brown.

I'm currently reading this one. I haven't got very far, and I don't like it as much as The Da Vinci Code or Angels and Demons. It's taking me a while to read coz I've been distracted by other things. I'll finish sometime this year... hopefully.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Fry: "My God, what if the secret ingredient is people?" Leela: "No, there's already a soda like that - Soylent Cola."

2010-05-08T11:42:00.000+10:00

You know what I’ve been thinking about lately? Cannibalism.

This week (maybe longer, I have no concept of time) Grant Denyer has been in Fiji for Sunrise. The other morning I was watching and he was talking about Fiji’s former cannibalistic habits. I believe they used to eat the enemy as an act of war He even showed is the roasting holes. On to of that Meatloaf was on Spicks and Specks last night and what happened to his Rocky Horror character? Eaten. Sadly as a roast and not a meatloaf.

Yesterday during an adjournment in Mock Trial (more on that later... maybe) our team was chatting and Milbs mentioned cannibals in PNG or somewhere he’s been on a mission. Ahh, just the opening to bring up that burning question: what does human flesh taste like? Bella brought this up once after we watched Rocky Horror, but El refused to have that conversation because it was ‘weird and disgusting’ to think about. But really, what do we taste like?
Before you get carried away thinking I’m some mentally unstable freak, I would never even think about being a cannibal, unless it’s literally a life or death situation. Even then I think I’d be a bit iffy. Growing up in modern Western civilisation the thought of eating people is just... Ew. Not to mention cannibalism would most likely involve murder (Well, unless you just nibble on their leg a bit), which is a big no-no. It’s just one of those odd thing I’ve been thinking about. According to Milbs and his PNG former-cannibal buddies, we taste a bit like chicken, but different. Does that mean we taste like snake and crocodile and whatever else is compared to chicken?
Xoxo.. Toongen..

Pshh, it's exactly like the ballgown thing.

2010-05-05T18:12:00.000+10:00

So Miley's new video Can't Be Tamed has premiered and I really like it. The song is catchy, and the video is sexy, but not in the slutty way Party in the USA was. Party in the USA was super try-hard 'I-don't-wanna-be-Disney', this seems more serious. Yeah people will still call her try-hard, people will still say she's too slutty for Disney, but lately she seems to have actually grown up. After being a bit iffy about Miley for a while, I have to say I'm now back to fully-fledged supportive fan. Here's the video.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day twelve - Whatever tickles your fancy

2010-05-04T21:07:00.001+10:00

Whatever floats your boat?
Whatever spins your wheels?
Who thinks up these phrases? And hwta does tickle my fancy, float my boat and spin my wheels? How 'bout the show I got the term 'spin your wheels'? Ohk.

Outrageous Fortune.

The greatest Kiwi show ever (Sorry The Tribe, Loretta and Tracy Hong moved on to bigger and better things). The video I'm posting is a montage of Cheryl and Judd from season 2 to the song East of Eden by Graham Brazier. They're my favourite couple in the show. Judd is so much better (and better looking) thank Wolf. The song is pretty funny too.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day eleven - A photo taken of you recently

2010-05-04T20:58:00.000+10:00

This is Bella and I at her deb last year.

And this is me looking very attractive and lively at Georgie's a few weeks ago. Who can spy Simon and Boris above my head?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day ten - A photo of you taken over ten years ago

2010-05-04T20:50:00.000+10:00

This is me (left) and my sister Bella at church one day. You know, we have almost no photos of me here. This photo was stolen from my Nan's photo albums; she has lots of me.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day nine - A photo you took.

2010-05-04T20:44:00.000+10:00

This is my Baby Gypsy about a year ago. She was five, I was ten when Mummy made that outfit for me. But did you know Snow White was really at my house that night? It was really her, she was really there. Oh golly I wish you could here Gyp say that, I love how she talks. You know who else was at my hosue that night? The BFF Eternally.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

May the 4th be with you

2010-05-04T15:52:00.001+10:00

Happy Star Wars Day! I'd totally forgotten about this until Eva from Kerri and Eva posted about it. I LOVE Star Wars, as you may have noticed and am extremely disappointed in certain friends *glares at Georgie, Adro and Quack* for never seeing them. Here a few Star Wars/HP pics I have on the computer.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Silly French people, Disneyland is awesome.

2010-05-02T15:26:00.000+10:00

I got this tag from Cat, thank you.

quirk: When I'm on the other computer I tend to wear headphones, even when I'm not listening to anything.

pet peeve:Attention seekers. Mostly attention seeking children. Give a four-year-old a younger sibling and they'll sing and dance until you wanna hit them.

favorite song: Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley, because I don't answer this question enough.

trend:Twi-shite and Bieber are passing trends. James Bond will always be trendy.

murder: Believe it or not, I have a conscience, otherwise I would be guilty of this.

nail color: My sister is a beautician and gives me acrylic nails. I have none at the moments, but the last I had were black and white diagonals. Before that it was just French tips.

Feel free to steal it.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

As was well.

2010-05-02T10:00:00.000+10:00

RIP All those who died in the Battle of Hogwarts and who fought in the wars against Voldemort.

Here are a few HP pictures to enjoy whil mourning.

Then there were his hits Fresh Fruit and Dental Hygiene.

2010-04-28T21:17:00.000+10:00

So every week without fail (well, almost without fail) I watch Spicks and Specks and I'm always interested to see what they play at the end. This week it was Banapple Gas by Cat Stevens. It is pretty much the stupidest thing I've ever seen and is annoying the hell out of me. I bet it'll be stuck in my head for like a week.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day eight - A photo that makes you angry/sad

2010-04-28T20:16:00.000+10:00

This photo makes me angry, not because it's 'racist', but because of people's reactions to it. I can't be bothered going into it, but I wrote about it here about a year ago.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day seven - A photo that makes you happy

2010-04-28T20:00:00.001+10:00

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Ugh, so the photo uploader on Blogger isn't working for me.

I love this photo though. It's of Georgie, Quack and I at Melbourne Show last year. Ah, what a day. We were some of the first in line to meet Elmo. Surrounded by parents and small children. I'm pretty sure we were the most excited there. I started screaming when I saw him coming. We also saw (and danced along with) the Old McDonald's Farm show and went to the Dinosaur Petting Zoo. I'm still bitter about the Dinosaurs.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Edit: The only ride any of us went on that day was the merry-go-round. And I had an argument with someone over whether it was a merry-go-round or a carousel. IT said merry-go-round on the side dumbass!

Day six - Whatever tickles your fancy.

2010-04-26T15:49:00.000+10:00

These are the photos of Simon at my house. These are from a few weeks ago, but he was also at my house again over the weekend with Georgie.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Oh. My. Blog!

2010-04-26T15:46:00.000+10:00

So I was awarded the Oh My Blog! award by Frangi.

Here are the procedures;

1. Get really excited that you got the coolest award EVER!

2. Choose ONE of the following options of accepting the OMB award:
(a) Get really drunk and blog for 15 minutes straight, or for as long as you can focus.
(b) Write about your most embarrassing moment.
(c) Write a "Soundtrack of your childhood" post.
(d) Make your next blog a 'vlog'/video blog. Basically, you're talking to the camera about whatever.
(e) Take a picture of yourself first thing in the morning, before you do anything else (hair, make up, etc) and post it.

3. Pass the award on to at least three, but preferably more, awesome bloggers as yourself. Don't forget to tell them.

I'm pretty sure all my fave blogs have been tagged, but if not feel free to take it.

I chose option E, making this a photo of me first thing in the morning. Look, I'm not even out of bed yet, you can see Kevin in the corner on my pillow. The photo was taken on my phone about a week ago, and I was too lazy to get it onto this computer so since then I've washed that shirt and am wearing it right now.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day five - Your favourite quote

2010-04-25T21:47:00.000+10:00

"Nothing is ever completely wrong. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day."
Brida, Paulo Coelho.

And Mal's back.

2010-04-23T19:35:00.001+10:00

Hola,

So it turns out there is no Rafa and Shakira and there probably never was. Shakira has come out and said that after she finishes her ‘She wolf tour’ she plans on having a baby with her finance Antonio not Rafa. This saddens me. It means there is no Rafa-Shakira relationship they’re just friends, disappointing I know. But I still believe her songs are for Rafa, maybe she does love him but she just can’t be with him, devastating. It really is a tragic love story.

I feel anger towards Shakira, I feel like she has been using Rafa all of this time simply to promote her video and for her to make money. The girl is intelligent; she knew that of course her sales would increase if one half naked Rafa appeared in the ‘gypsy’ video.

I mean, have you seen her fiance? He definitely doesn’t have the physique of one Rafael Nadal. She could have been the woman to be blessed with baring Rafael Nadal’s first born child but instead she chooses not, her loss I guess. Rafael Nadal the 3^rd I believe the child shall be named because Rafa inherited his name from his grandfather.

Although I was deeply disappointed that the Rafa/Shakira romance was a no go, I was evenly greatly disappointed when I saw Rafa jet off to Monte Carlo alongside Xisca. As you know my opinion of Xisca Perello is quite low. But the upside was Rafa won his first tournament since May last year, he also became the first person to win 6 consecutive titles at one event. Legend! Rafa played excellent all week and might I say he definitely looked attractive along the way in his suave blue and yellow garment.

Rafa winning this tournament was an emotional event, not only for him but for me as well. I’m so very proud of him of I would just like to say bring on the French open! After winning at Monte Carlo Rafa was expected to play at Barcelona but withdrew because he felt he needed a break, good to see Rafa putting himself first and taking care of himself.

Well that’s all for this week, until next time and GO RAFA!

Day four - your favourite book

2010-04-23T15:59:00.001+10:00

I think this another favourite I've written about before. Rather extensively I believe. Haha, "are they extensive?" Anyway my favoureite books are:

The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho
and
The Harry Potter Series, JK Rowling.

Best you couldn't guess those, especially the latter after yesterday's quotes.

Speaking of HP, Ginny Weasley and Grindlewald are engaged. Bet Dumbledre's jealous.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

So, maybe a little Twi-shite rant.

2010-04-22T20:14:00.001+10:00

I'm currently reading a list of 100 Reason Why Harry Potter is Better Than Twilight! This argument was touched on in French today (Seriously Miss French Teacher, you can't judge the most epic series ever based on the first few chapters. You didn't even get to Hogwarts!), and again in cooking. I find the argument is rather pointless because both sides are stubborn. Oh and look at this list of reason Twi-shite is better:

1.its better
2. its awesome
3. it is just awesome
4. i love it so it has to be awesome
5. only dorks like harry potter
6. twilight is addictive
7. every one that likes twilight is fukin AWESOME

Ohk, so millions of people worldwide including Stephen King and numerous universities are dorks? Maybe so, but they are educated, well read and use proper grammar. And while I founf numerous HP>Twi-shite groups with actual reasons - and lots of them - this was the only Twi-shite>HP group with any reason at all.

What really annoyed me though, was when Sarah claimed her favourite character was Cedric - typical - and she thought he was in GRYFFINDOR! Gryffindor?! No, Gryffindoor is for the brave, not the particular good finders/spare dudes.

On a similar topic, I was horrified in Science today when, discussing my party, Mal called Ginny 'Jenny'. I'm sorry but 'Jenny'? 'Ginny' is short for 'Ginevra' thank you very much, not 'Jennifer'.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

I dish out big hurt, you just pass out little scars.

2010-04-22T18:08:00.000+10:00

Pretty much my favourite scene from All the Harry Potter movies (they cut out my favourites from the books). The whole time Harry is high on Felix Felicis is hilarious. I was going through Georgie's facey groups adding the cool ones and I found one dedicated to this scene, so I thought I'd share it with you.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day 3 - your favourite television program.

2010-04-22T15:37:00.000+10:00

Despite my great love of Disney/Disney Channel, my favourite shows are not the products of them. My favourite shows are:

Spicks and Specks
and
The Big Bang Theory

Others I've been loving lately are Top Gear and I Dream of Jeanie. Larry Hagman was so handsome.

Xoxo.. oongen..

Granny Marmalade.

2010-04-21T15:47:00.001+10:00

I've got a little treat for you. Today in English (Without Miss English Teacher!) we had to write poems, and I promised H that I'd share ours, because they're so epic.

The city

At the crack of dawn
The rooster crows.
Across the lawn
The sun shines bright.

People scurry
Through the streets
To buy the paper;
All they want to do is eat.

The Toaster and Apartment House

The words flow across the page,
The pen moves swiftly,
wounding the paper, a sword.
The ink, a scar, a mark to stay.

Please note that the above titles are of the activities, not the poems themselves, we're not cool enough to have titles.

Also, I got my letter back today. She took my warning to heart and claims she'll try. She also put a smiley face with her main comment, so I think I'm safe. She also said my future as a writer is very promising, so yay, looks like I've won her over already.
Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day two - Your favourite movie

2010-04-21T07:54:00.000+10:00

This one's always a close call, so I'll list my top four in the order they generally go in. Keep in mind that order changes with my mood and what movie I've seen most recently.

The Rocky Horror Picture Show
The Sound of Music
Breakfast at Tiffany's
Dr Horrible's Sing Along Blog

Man, I haven't seen The Sound of Music in so long. Love it.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Day One - Your favourite song.

2010-04-20T21:51:00.001+10:00

This one's super easy.

Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley

I know he didn't write, and certainly wasn't the only one to cover it (there have been 180+ covers), but in my opinion, and those of many other, his is the best. The song was written by Leonard Cohen (great surname!) and he wrote either 15 verses or 15 pages of verses for it. Either way it's super long. Anyway, I'm almost certain I've raved and ranted about this song before, so I leave you.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Edit: Camelgirl, thanks for the comment I did mean Jeff, and it's all fixed up.

In the words of the great Bender "Everyone was doing it, I just wanted to be popular."

2010-04-20T21:45:00.000+10:00

Never one to follow the crowd I've decided to be completely original and do this '30 days' thing. Never heard of it? Yeah, it's not very popular, I'm trying to get it a good name, maybe some of my blogger friends will follow in my footsteps and start posting it. I love picking favourites (even with the siblings and parents. Pshh!), so this is gonna be super fun.

30 Days Of Tumblr
Day 01 — Your favorite song
Day 02 — Your favorite movie
Day 03 — Your favorite television program
Day 04 — Your favorite book
Day 05 — Your favorite quote
Day 06 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 07 — A photo that makes you happy
Day 08 — A photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 09 — A photo you took
Day 10 — A photo of you taken over ten years ago
Day 11 — A photo of you taken recently
Day 12 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 13 — A fictional book
Day 14 — A non-fictional book
Day 15 — A fanfic
Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 — An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 — A talent of yours
Day 20 — A hobby of yours
Day 21 — A recipe
Day 22 — A website
Day 23 — A YouTube video
Day 24 — Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 — Your day, in great detail
Day 26 — Your week, in great detail
Day 27 — This month, in great detail
Day 28 — This year, in great detail
Day 29 — Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 — Whatever tickles your fancy

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Wow, who'd've guessed that the first ingredient in potato chips is potato?

2010-04-20T18:15:00.001+10:00

I was catching up on secrets earlier and I found the above picture. I have to say, I disagree. In relation to Disney yes it probably is true in a lot of cases. I can only assume this was directed at Demi haters and I know I only hated Miley because of Nick (even though I didn't become a fan until after Niley) and I only hated Taylor because of Joe. As a general statement though, I disagree.

I was walking to class today with Milbs and I started bitching about someone (who wasn't Quack because we don't always talk about her) and he admitted that although he tries not to hate anyone, with some people it's just not possible, inculding the person I was bitching about. And believe me, I am in no way jealous of this person. Nor am I jealous of most people I hate. I'm not saying all my reasons for hating them aren't petty, but they're certainly not jealously.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

See that? Really? Are you sure? Coz I don't!

2010-04-20T15:40:00.000+10:00

Sorry guys, we reached our download limit, and I don't have the patience when we're on dial-up speed. I'm back though.

So, today was the first day back at school. Can't say I was excited. Already this term will be...different. Miss English Teacher is now Miss History Teacher (no more Mr History Teacher?!), and I have a new Ms English Teacher. On top of this I have Miss Prac Food Tech Teacher. That's two subjects I have to work in to win over teachers. I went into this school year with those teachers knowing and loving me. I didn't have to win their respect, or show I am an able and intelligent student (haha, even Mr PdH Teacher thinks I'm intelligent!).

In English we're apparently skipping the creative writing topic (which I totally wasn't looking forward too!) and doing poetry instead! Poetry! A visual representation no less! I knew I'd have to do it eventually, but I was hoping for a topic I'd enjoy first.

After an introduction in class we were made to write a letter to our teacher introducing ourselves, our area or anything else we wanted. Well, hopefully this will be a good start to winning over my teacher. Although I did write"English is my favourite subject and after Miss ***** you ahve some big shoes to fill - no pressure."Hmmm, I'm hoping my writing style, grammar, general English skills are enough to win her over, because I warning probably won't.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Not name dropping...

2010-04-12T15:43:00.002+10:00

I think we may be the only family in the Victorian viewing area who didn’t illegally acquire a copy of Underbelly. We did however watch A Tale of Two Cities and just watched The Golden Mile. (Firass Dirani is kinda hot).
What I love about these shows is how real they are. I mean, sure artistic licence was used, but the characters were real people. Obviously, as these real people are the reason it wasn’t aired in Victoria, minus that heavily edited first episode.

Take A Tale of Two Cities for instance. Don Mackay, Mum knew the whole story including where he was dumped. Bob Trimbole, lived up the road from my uncle. He could hear the party they had when Bob was released from prison. A town not far from me is actually featured in an episode. The funny thing is, my sister also lived in Griffith when that season aired.

And, coming to The Golden Mile, that fat cop Chook Fowler? He was a cop in my town back in the day. It was before Mother’s time here, so that’s at least thirty years ago, but Daddy knew him apparently. Doesn’t surprise me, Dad would’ve had run-ins with cops back then, no doubt.

These are real people you would walk past in the street without batting an eyelid. In fact a family friend walked past Carl Williams in the street in Melbs once. And El’s boyfriend knew some of the people from the ‘gangland wars’, Benji’s the only one mentioned by name.

Now doesn’t that make you feel safe, kids?

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Revelation 13:17-18

2010-04-12T11:22:00.002+10:00

So that no one can buy or sell unless he has the mark, that is,^(A) the name of the beast or^(B) the number of its name. ¹⁸^(C) This calls for wisdom: let the one who has understanding calculate the number of the beast, for it is the number^(D) of a man, and his number is 666.

It's my 666th post.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Pigfarts, Pigfarts. Yum, yum, yum.

2010-04-11T11:48:00.000+10:00

I may or may not be a little obsessed with Harry Potter inspired music at the moment. A while ago Seli (I think?) linked me to a video of the song End of an Era by Oliver Boyd & The Remembralls. It was pretty amazing so I looked up other music by the band. What I love about Oliver Boyd is that they're not as obviously HP inspired as song Wrock bands. It's actually pretty decent music that happens to be about the most epic book series ever written. Check them out, their myspace is here.

My other HP music pbsession lately is A Very Potter Musical. Pretty much the funniest thing ever. I've decided Quack has to roll around everywhere at my party. Yeah, she's Malfoy. Last night down I downloaded the soundtrack and it's been in my head ever since. Love it.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

You Gryffin-sly.

2010-04-11T11:30:00.000+10:00

I was tagged by The one and only (Well, two actually) Maly and Mollie from 7 Things for their original tag. My list is 7 things that make me happy.

All the hugs & kisses I get from my gorgeous nieces and nephews before they've had time to give me a headache.
BFF Eternally.
Harry Potter. The books, the movies, the cast, the characters, the jokes, the music, the parady musicals...
My bedroom. Walls covered in JB and other Disney stars. Camp Rock bedding and JONAS blanket. Giant stack of magazines, bookshelf and my desk covered in junk.
Disney. The Classics, the DCOMs, the TV shows, the stars. It's all just light-hearted fun.
Musicals. About Nannies or Trannies, or wannabe villians, they're pretty much the coolest things ever.
Inpiring quotes and pretty pictures. You may have noticed the few I've posted.

Hmm, so the list will be... 7 movies you love. and I tag Quack, Ell, Chell and ЯANdOM ЯAWR ◊.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Sorry I'm all out of vodka.

2010-04-09T10:10:00.000+10:00

Has anyone seen the movie Son in Law?

It's pretty much the greatest movie ever. I haven't seen it in years, but I thik Pauly Shore was in on The Morning Show, so I felt like watching the trailer at least. Wait, the video store is open today right? Might go rent it. Anyway, watching the trailer I was a little disappointed it didn't include my favourite lines in the entire movie. Here's a couple I stole from IMDB.

Crawl: Where are you from?

Becca: South Dakota

Crawl: Fresh off the farm, oh my God, I can't believe it. Right across the hallway. Hallelujah. So you're inbred?

Becca: What?

Crawl: You know, where your mom's your dad, and your dad's your brother.

And my favourite...

Crawl: Chickens You guys have chickens? I love chickens! Are they extra crispy or original recipe?

Man I miss this movie.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

I'm not petty.

2010-04-08T21:25:00.000+10:00

A year can go so quick yet so slow. This time last year I was just beginning to like Miley. I'd read Miles To Go and seen BOBW. It seems so long ago I hated Miles, but not that long ago I had the epic sleepover party with Georgie watching BOBW and texting Adro til one in the morning. He was invited, but the bitch never showed up.

So that means a year ago I still hated Taylor. Hard to believe I hated either, yet I know I did. Ugh, why is it so easy to hate JB's exes, yet so much easier to stop?

Xoxo.. Toonge..

Wow, hard to believe they were once sweet and innocent,

2010-04-08T09:47:00.000+10:00

Anyways moving on to a tag I received from the lovely Abby.
1) Go on your desktop.
2) Open a folder with pictures in it, any folder.
3) Close your eyes.
4) Click on a picture.
5) Tell the story behind that picture. If you don't have one, make it up!
6) Tag anyone you want.

Oh golly I picked an old folder. This is 'PUFFER FISH!' and it was taken at my year 6 swimming carnival. It was an inside joke with the girls from my primary school. I only speak to the girl on the left now, and that's only because I have a bunch of classes with her.

I tag... Gosh I don't care who does this.

Xoxo.. Toongen..

Trains: probably my favourite mode of transport.

2010-04-07T20:07:00.000+10:00