Rainbow Paddlepops

30 day challenge

2011-01-25T00:42:00.004+11:00

Ripped of Helon who ripped it off Thom

1. Highly complex yet highly simple and highly frustrating but highly comfortable
2. Alive, preferably with somewhere to live, not being an ice-cream scooper, doing something I love, unless being an ice-cream scooper is something I love in 10 years time, in which case maybe it'd be better if I wasnt alive
3. Alcohol makes the world more pleasant, drugs make my body feel more pleasant.
4. Highly significant, not necessarily referring to organised religion, maybe just wishing on 11:11s or in mystical fountains, but having something to believe in gives hope and helps you figure out what you want out of life.
5. The night before my MDP was due, when I was steaming my dresses, and the heat caused the chains on one of my dress to explode, and I was re-sewing on tiny little silver chains at 4am after 2 days of no shower or sleep and minimal food, thats when I figured that it was probably better to just off with myself
6. nah
7. I was a pisces, but now apparently i'm aquarius, SO I DONT KNOW. PERSONALITY CRISIS. I feel more like a fish. I like floating around on water.
8. A couple of days ago, when I was sitting on a balcony watching the moon and the clouds and the waves and talking on the phone with my second family, I was feeling highly satisfied with life.
9. Refer to #2
10. No.
11. Meteor- The Bird & The Bee
Voice like a Bell- Gregroy & The Hawk
Never Gonna Leave This Bed- Maroon 5
The Wake Up Song- Submarines
Lights on- The Pierces
Marvellous- Dragonette
Be Alright- Vienne
The Stars Blink For Us- Say Hi
OKAY I CANT BE BOTHERED ANYMORE, ENOUGH
12.
- lay in bed in a puddle of sweat and ponder life
- drove to Post Office, crashed car
- hyperventilate
- movie marathon with self, watched 4 movies
- Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist was good. KAT DENNINGS IS SO HAWT.
- Attempted to unpack luggage from holiday, gave up, retreated to airconditioned computer room, where I wasted life away watching more movies
- Painted nails
- Group call with the bros
- Did this thing
13. PARISSSSSSS. For the food (macarons mainly), the art (LOUVREEEEEEEEEEEEE), the men, the women, the romance, THE EIFFEL TOWER, and because I'm going to have to eventually when I reach my fourth year and get deported there.
14. I have a terrible memory
15. I CBB WITH TUMBLR ANYMORE
16. Acceptable. IDK.
17. TOO MANY HIGHS, TOO MANY LOWS. My year was a whole progression of high and lows. Okay i'll attempt to do this but I might give up. Highs: winning TQ, occasional moments in time when I did well in school, moment after I handed in my MDP, romancey things. Lows: preparing for TQ, occasional moments when I did crap in school, whenever I got back an EE1 mark, moment before I handed in my MDP, romancey things
18. I believe a lot of things
19. What
20. Highly important
21. I've stopped watching shows and started watching films, so IDK. Get back to this in a month when all the shows I watch start airing again, or when I run out of movies to watch and I return to watching shows.
22. I like to think that I am always constantly changing. Things change too rapidly, I dont keep track
23. DUDE, WHAT. Chad Michael Murray and Channing Tatum are highly hot. I cant think of more right now
24. I have many favourite films, I dont know which one is the best. I recently watched Vicky Cristina Barcelona, I would add it to my favourite films list. Its about what people want out of art and of love and of life. Its goot.
25. Everyone is fascinating at some point in time
26. I dont know. When I think I've figured out what I'm looking for, I go and defy myself so I dont know.
27. Most of my life problems are my own mind's making. If I could turn down my brain activity to 10% of its current activity, life would be a lot less problematic. So I guess my problem is my own mind.
28. I miss eating gelato twice a day and watching the ocean every night
29. 30 days. Oh god thats too long. Stay alive, dont screw up anything, keep my scholarship, dont crash the car again.
30. In contrast to last year, this year I'm trying this new approach where instead of having a ridiculous rollercoaster of highs and lows, I'm going to keep a flat horizontal line of contentment. So highs and lows for this month? None. It has been neither high nor low. It has been content.

POST-HSC FUN

2010-10-12T20:07:00.004+11:00

KEEP THE EYE ON THE PRIZE AND I'LL MAKE IT OUT ALIVE

- Celebratory shopping spree
- Dinner in the city with my group
- Play Maple Story
- Get my P's
- Get a job
- 5 HOUR WORK OUT EVERYDAY TO BURN OFF HSC FAT
- Figure out how to use makeup for the formal
- Make my formal dress
- Start using tumblr again
- Get a new blog
- Go formal-dress shopping for everyone
- Make award sashes for the formal
- Dye hair
- Redecorate bedroom
- Clean out wardrobe
- Plan THE LOST WEEKEND
- Plan + train for Ladylympics
- Perfect macaron recipe
- Roadtrip!!!!
- Plan Christmas Party/Kris Kringle
- Plan Super Senior reunion
- Plan Weapons of Mass Seduction dinner
- Buy a laptop
- Photoshoot for design portfolio

How To Waste Time 101

2010-07-07T14:33:00.002+10:00

What my study area looks like most of the time:

No wonder I don't get any work done.

World Cup in a Nutcase (Round 1)

2010-06-21T20:29:00.006+10:00

I live in Australia, where the average Joe is more likely to jump into a kangaroo pouch and rename himself Joey than watch a game of football (or soccer, as my people like to call it). That was the biggest generalisation in the world; I'm sure there are plenty of people who watch football (when Australian v-ed Germany at 4.30am that eventful night, some 15,000 Sydney-siders came to watch in the freezing cold). However, considering the football craze in other countries, it does seem like when you're in Australia, you are the only person in the country watching it.

So here is my commentary for the tournament so far, for all the folks who have not had the pleasure of partaking in the the biggest sporting event in the world, or you've had the unfortunate experiencing of enduring the British accent of some of these ridiculously boring and biased commentators, this is a treat for you. Wait, did I say bias? Yes, there will be much bias from here on. Refrain from reading further if you happen to be Italian or.. Mexican.

Why we love football?

Sometimes it defies the law of nature. When you kick your own face (goals). When there's a player who has the one-man show glory after his whole team's like, "where the heck is the ball? Oh, we scored!"

What about the teams? It's only fair if I pay tribute to my homeland first.

After L Niel, the captain, complains that there is approximately no man who can play football standing on the field (and isn't German), you can really hear Swarz the goalie. He says, "I should have kept my German citizenship, these bitches are just embarrassing." But they played very well in the next match.

True to its dramatic history of scandalous royalties and dodgy participation in world affairs, France experiences similar highs and lows in its football tournaments. As former holder of the Cup on several occasions, France always comes into the games with a question mark. In 2002, the defending title holder failed to get into the second round. In 2006, Zidane exited his career with the infamous head-butt ("he leaves football in disgrace," are you kidding me?? That is the rockstar pissing on his audience at his last show, this is Marilyn Monroe dying as the sex-bomb she was having her glory preserved. Zidane reminded the world that French men can kick some balls as well as some ass. The commentator was British, explains quite a lot.). France can be doubted their choice of preferred dishes (from questionable cheese to downright unnecessary snails) but not how they house one of the most loved and glorious football teams in the world. You don't need to win, but your presence is like Pink Floyd on stage; the name's still there (wouldn't hurt if you get past the first round once in a while, though...). Fifa la France!

South Koreans and Japanese men told the the world this year, if not in previous World Cups, that Asian men can kick some balls. I'm terribly ignorant in other fields of sports, but of my limited knowledge - little mentions of Asians have been as notable as this. Sure, there was Kim Yuna and her figure-skating and the excessive tendency to dive well of the Chinese in Olympics but... it seems as though it was just yesterday that people laughed and imagined midgets on some grass whenever anyone mentioned 'football' and 'asians' in the same sentence. So proud that both teams stand chances fairer than those available to European teams of top-10 rankings. This is unprofessional, but what the heck... put more Junichi Inamoto on the field, mate!!!

Greece proved themselves bad at managing the economy as well as their football team all in one year.

England lost queen Elizabeth I in the 18th and lost the media spotlight to the French Revolution of the 19th. Of this decade, and last, England proved to have lost football. The European Championship felt like the Godfather with no Italians- just weird and failing. This tournament doesn't really prove the Brits shaping up, either. Here's to hoping that France and Britain will not be sharing the same flight back to Europe over these few days before Round 2 begins. Cmon guys, even the Chinese are beating you at.. English (true story!). If you lose football, what have you left? Tea? Gees!

Despite shocking the world with a loss to Serbia, Germany still proves (looking at the makeup of its players, the defence and offence lines) to be deserving of being a contender for the World Cup title. Less underestimating and more playing to what you're capable of - just because the first team you met in the WC finals was Australia doesn't mean every team will have no defenders. And get their Cahills kicked out by a red-card for no reason.

When was the last time an Italian scored not as a result of a penalty kick? Approx c.1978.

England better whip some Slovenian ass or they'd not only fail to get into their own game, but... also failed from the 3 possibly weakest teams in the tournament. I'd like to see them do something since Australia got colonised, thanks.

HO HO SANTA CLAUS

2010-06-19T23:08:00.004+10:00

ANALOGY OF THE DAY: people are like presents.

This is what I do when ~~I'm bored~~ I should be doing my assessments:

I don't think anyone can read my writing.

But seriously now, it's a serious (HEY ITS 11:11, BRB MAKING A WISH).

Alright, so anyway, yeah it's a serious thought. Life is like an eternal christmas morning. We just perpetually unwrap presents, most of them will be crap. Yay I found the meaning of life.

I spent my day having my skirt flapping around my legs and falling asleep at USyd today. 5 hours sleep last night, 5 hours straight of history chit chat, after two weeks of history marathoning (HA, A PUN, okay I don't think anyone's gonna get that), 80% white people, 90% female. There weren't even any cute boys.

WOO I'M A LIBERTINE

2010-06-06T00:10:00.005+10:00

I've come to realise that I'm kind of using this blog to throw any random thoughts out there that wont fit in the 140 character limit of twitter. Yeah, so anyway, it's 12 in the morning and I should be doing EE1. That's kind of like the sober version of being drunk, I'll probably end up regretting my actions.

So anyway, once upon a time I used to be morally righteous until I realised that morals are just values imposed by those who have power in society, and that having no or little morals makes life easier. This is probably a result of doing too much History Extension, the subject has turned me into a corrupt person. No, actually, it has made me realised that the world is corrupt. Yeah. So back to my point.

I was researching the 1960s for EE1 (SEE, I WAS ACTUALLY DOING MY WORK BEFORE WE REACHED THIS POINT) and then I found my kind. Libertines. I've found my home now. I feel a sense of belonging emanating from my pores.

A libertine is one devoid of most moral restraints, which are seen as unnecessary or undesirable, especially one who ignores or even spurns accepted morals and forms of behavior sanctioned by the larger society.

It contains more truth than anything I've heard for a while. Not that truth exists (LOL I'LL SAVE THAT FOR ANOTHER DAY, I swear History Extension is turning me into a crazy person). Byron was a libertine. I feel proud to say that Lord Byron and I have something in common.

Okay I don't know how I'm going to end this now. Here's a picture of my macaroons.

Holy crap its 12:25am

THIS IS SPAAAARTAAAAA!

2010-05-30T18:30:00.004+10:00

I was studying for my Ancient History assessment (which is tomorrow, which is why I'm screwed, I dreamt that I got a 14/25 for my essay. Studying Shakespeare has taught me to never ignore prophetic dreams because they'll turn out to be prophetic and then you'll die, moral of this story: I'm screwed), when one thing led to the next and I eventually reached this picture and LOL'ed my head off for two hours. Moral of story: I'm still screwed.

But it wasn't entirely unproductive. No, I decided to make 'THIS IS SPAAARTAAAAAA!!!' my new mantra. It's probably the best war cry in history, even though it never technically happened in history. In fact, they actually cried 'MOLEM LOMBE' instead which means 'COME AND GET THEM!!'. Source of info: Johnny P, not very reliable, I suggest you refrain from quoting me.

Anyway, right, back to 'THIS IS SPAAAAAARTAAAAAAAA!!!'. Screaming it really pumps me up. I've decided to scream it whenever I need a sudden burst of bravery. Like the moment before I walk into the HSC exam, or when I run charging at a giant cockroach with my shoe, or if some mugger is attacking me. It'd totally work.

Mugger: *tries to grab my bag*
Me: THIS IS SPAAAAAARTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!
Mugger: *wtf*
Me: *kicks mugger in head with giant platform wedges*

Amphoteric Substances

2010-05-22T20:33:00.007+10:00

People who go 'don't change yourself for anybody' are naive idiots.

If you don't do chem, you probably won't know what amphoteric substances are, and this whole post will be jibberish to you. But go google it or something, most jibberish things are actually secretly significant and meaningful (like A Clockwork Orange, I'm currently re-reading it, it's practically in a foreign language, but once you get over that small impracticality, it's smooth sailin'). Not that I'm sayinig this post is particularly significant or meaningful. I just came up with a really good analogy and didn't know where to record it. But anyway here I googled amphoterism it FOR you, (aren't I kind).

So, amphoteric substances. I think we're all like amphoteric substances. It's stupid to think that people can stay who they are forever and ever and ever amen and not change for anybody. Because we're like amphoteric substances; we behave differently depending on the substances around us. Sometimes we don't react at all, sometimes we turn blue or green or red, sometimes we steam and froth, sometimes we explode, sometimes we do react, and sometimes we react and realise that we're still missing something. We all change depending on who we're with. We're different when we're around our mothers and when we're around our teachers and when we're around our friends and when we're alone. It's not being two-faced, it's being a complex, multifaceted and interesting human being.

Yeah, that's it. Short but sweet, non? Right, back to stressing about the five assessment tasks I have to sludge through.

Family Arrangements

2010-05-14T19:46:00.005+10:00

I was in the car of a friend when the topic of siblings came up. It was quite interesting seeing that I have about a billion and there have been times when I've wondered what my life would be like without them with less of them or perhaps, with more. No, more might be pushing it a bit.

My friend is a seventeen year old boy who appears to be the normal guy to another person. You know, likes sports, doesn't study until exams, doesn't really want much in life (or so it appears). He tells me his brother pisses him off "so badly... he's stupid as well, man." Then he turned to me and told me how he wanted a big family.

This got me thinking. Is settling down our prime goal in life, even in this day and age? It seems to me that there are many people who are opting to not have children or a family at all, contrary to their traditional upbringing. Especially if you come from a highly conservative culture of family and family.

So the debate goes on for children vs no children.

For:

It's my duty. It's biological.
I will have a purpose in life.
I just love children.
I love the family unit.

Against:

I'm too selfish - I'd rather spend the money on myself. I want to travel. I want to further my career. (I'm not saying these people are selfish, I'm just saying this is the general term often used to coin the notion of not wanting to invest so much in another being.)
They're too difficult.
I've had bad experiences (my sis/bro is more annoying than Miley Cyrus)

What about me? I've gone through this so many times. Some days I feel like yes, I'd like a lot of children. Other days I feel like I won't. I guess I'm a selfish person because I really want to travel the world and stuff... but still, I'd love to experience that. Now onto another question, will I ever get married?

BTW, this has also been posted due to the endless inspiration from my History teacher who will have a child with or without a man (like to support her I mean- she's not going to defy biology here. He'd be there to 'father' the foetus, but he's not going to be her boyfriend/husband for the child's development.)

AHOY!

2010-05-08T11:20:00.000+10:00

Right, hi, so y’all probably thinking I’m insane; why on earth do you need two blogs! One blog is time consuming enough! You’re in the middle of the HSC!!!! Yeah I probably am going insane, I also think I’m heading towards a quarter life crisis or something, but in short: I am living a double life.

Okay no not really but I’ve always wanted to say that. Actually there is some truth to it. Basically, it’s too hard having a personal and fashion blog in one. The people I know in real life don’t care for fashion, and the people who are around for the fashion don’t give a shizz for my life and all the crap that comes with it. So I’m going to separate the two, yay. As you probably guessed, this one will be for whining and bitching and wordy complaints, so if you know me IRL, I supposed you should change my link to this.

Oh, and explanation of the title: LOL IDK, my life right now is REALLY REALLY GOOD (okay maybe only for the past few hours or so) and it kind of feels like a giant rainbow paddlepop that’s all rainbow coloured and sugary and artificially flavoured, and like the idea for this blog was spontaneous, so was the title. It was fitting at its conception. My life will probably be like a liquorice flavoured jellybean soon, but what kind of a name is ‘liquoricejellybean’ for a blog? Good thing everything was fine and dandy when I decided to make this blog, huh.

P.S. WOW THE HEADER CHANGES. Yeah, go refresh. And again. And again. And again. If I didn't point it out, I bet you guys would never notice, so I wasn't going to let all that hard work slide under your ignorant noses.