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One year on

Fri, 26 Jan 2007 04:47:32 GMT

One year on, the world is still crazy...

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Sun, 11 Dec 2005 09:57:26 GMT

How can so much and so little happen at the same time? There are so much errands to run, people that keep popping up out of nowhere, invitations to tend to and just generally things to do. It's meant to be the holidays but I don't remember being as busy as I have been lately, even when the semester was coming to an end. Urgh! I dunno anymore. Don't care either, the whole world is going crazy anyways.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Wed, 09 Nov 2005 18:21:21 GMT

Sometimes, you just gotta make some effort to get out of your comfort zone and see where it takes you. For me it was catching 2 trams and heading off to the North Balwyn tram 48 depot, which is a good half an hour from my place.

My Tuesday started off like any other day, a late rise and breakky when I should) be having lunch. Me gal Brenda called to ask me to go over to her place and chill, I said yes but I was hesitant about the long tram ride and the long walk to her house. Took me ages to get out of the house but when I finally did, I felt good about the day. I was excited that it would just be a girls' night in with fake tanning and doing nails in store. And so when I finally got there, it was what it was (us girls doing our thang in our underwear, prancing around and having a good gab). Such bliss didn't last for very long when Brenda announced that we were going to the movies with a bunch of boys (ewww, boy germs!!! ) and a few girls. Ended up seeing Wolf Creek, which I was really excited about because I LOVE slasher/horror films and have been wanting to catch it since I dunno when. Being a little bit let down by the film and having my two girlfriends opt for an early night meant that I pretty much followed a bunch of people I didn't know to Princes (you know, the fobby pool place in Carnegie/Murrumbeena) so I didn't have to go home so early. Boy does life bring you the best surprises when you least expected it to. The two girls who also came with for the movie were the most unlikely candidates for my choice of friendship material b/c for the lack of the better word, they are what us ABC's call "fobs", but sometimes when you are stuck in a space where you have no choice but be cordial to people, you find that you will either learn that these people are a) really the wankers you thought they would be or b) turn out to be completely amazing people that you really feel you can forge a real longlasting friendship with. Luckily for me, the heavens had it planned that it was going to be my lucky night and give me that rare gem of "b)" that occurs only once in a blue moon.

Tonight, we are meeting up for dinner and going out on the town... Funny how things pan out.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 12:24:47 GMT

It's not that I haven't been blogging, it's just that I have been blogging elsewhere. After stints at Blogspot and MSN Spaces, I've decided to come back to Xanga. When friends of mine move from blog to blog to avoid prying eyes, I used to snigger to myself and think "then why put up a 'public' blog in the first place? You can't reign control over who sees your page and who doesn't if you put it out there on the www with no password requirements. So quit bitchin'." But as per usual, I had to bite my tongue as I too had unwelcomed visitors to my page and felt the need to switch homes. Well let me tell you, that dun work, if they wanna find ya, they'll find ya. And find me they did and man I'm sick of this cat and mouse game. Here I am, I'm gonna stick it out, read to your hearts content but know I'm no longer gonna write anything heartfelt and meaningful, it's all going to be superficial shit and if I do wanna get D & M, it will be a "protected" post. That's my last words on the topic... moving on.

Anyways, this weekend has been... Oh, damn, gotta put this into "protected" mode. Oh wells, nothing for you to "8" on me...

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Sun, 28 Aug 2005 17:30:11 GMT

The only boy I understand
The one ashamed to be a man
Just rape the world
Because you can
That's what it takes
To be a man
Well, knock her up
Just slap her hand
Prove it to me, just be a man
I think I can
I think I can
I'm big enough to be a man
Tell you the truth
I'm jealous yeah
Give anything
To be a man
Be a man
So impotent
Be a man
Ohh...
Take off your dress
Your master plan
Give anything
Just be a man
Oh cut it off
Of course you can
Got what it takes
To be a man
Oh rape us all
Just 'cause you can
Well give it up
Just be a man
Give us your war
Your carnage yeah
Give anything
To be a man
Cut it off
I know you can
'Cause no one cares if you're a man
Be a man
So impotent
Be a man
Ohhh...
Can't get it up?
I understand
Under the gun to be a man
I think I can
I think I can
I'm big enough to be a man
Oh take this world just cause I can
I'm everything
Oh be a man
I rape the world just cause I can
Give anything ah ah
Be a man
I'm potent yeah
Be a man
I'm potent yeah
Be a man
I'm potent yeah
I'm potent yeeeah

Sunday, July 31, 2005

Sun, 31 Jul 2005 11:31:43 GMT

Hamed Mounir from Egypt caused nuahvana to faint, but Bennie Ezeala from Zimbabwe put me into cardiac arrest.

Here's nuahvana's account:

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

woke up to the morning runs of emails....

and a msg from friendster.....

Dear: beautiful

How are you?

I hope to become together friends.
I would like inform you that you very nice and
loveable girl.

My information:

Name : Hamed Mounir

Nationality : Egyptian.

Mobile : 002- 012-2575339

E-mail:
hamedmounir@hotmail.com

hamedmounir@myway.com

hamed_mounir2000@yahoo.com

I hope to you send to me your photos and meet
you online soon.

I hope to your reply soonest

Best Wishes

Have a nice time.
Your .........Hamed

SEOW bo!!! send u pix. *faint*

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Now this is Benny...

HI CLARE,
GREETINGS FROM ME BENNIE AND BEST
COMPLIMENTS OF THE DAY, TO BE CANDID ,
IN ALL SINCERITY , U ARE ONE OF THE MOST
BEAUTIFUL GIRLS I HAVE EVER SEEN , U
AMAZE ME WITH UR ASTOUNDING BEAUTY, U
HAVE ALL IT TAKES TO BE MY WIFE. PLS
BELIEVE ME HERE AND NOW , IF U ARE
READY , WILLING AND INTERESTED , IM
INTERESTED IN MARRYING U AND HAVING U
AS A WIFE AND TO JOIN U IN AUSTRALIA , IM
VERY SERIOUS , THIS IS STRAIGHT FROM THE
HEARTTHINK ABOUT IT AND WRITEME. .
MY NUMBER IS +60163025086 MY E MAIL IS
ezealaben@yahoo.com pls think about my
proposal and lets just be one 4 ever.bye
bennie

> > MY NAME IS BENNIE , IM FROM ZIMBABWE
> > BUT IS PRESENTLY LIVING IN MALAYSIA ,
IM
> > 30 AND SINGLE . I HAVE MY 2 MASTERS
> AND
> > IS IN SEARCH OF A LOVELY BRIDE IN
> > AUSTRALIA. I HAVE READ ALL UR PROFILE
> > AND IM REALLY CAPTIVATED BY UR
> > ASTOUNDING BEAUTY. .PLS CAN I GET TO
> > KNOW U MORE.
> > BENNIE

Are these people for real???

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Thu, 28 Jul 2005 13:58:18 GMT

Note to 'everyone' else:

-I did not go to class on Friday.

-I did sleep in.

-I did not go to bed early on Thursday night/Friday morning.

-I did miss the entire first week of uni like everyone expected me to.

BUT it's not what you think... I did rock up to uni... I just rocked up to the wrong tutorial, sat in there for a good 15 mins, then realised I was in the wrong tute when the tutor mentions something about surrealism. But this is supposed to be 'Postmodernism and the Cinema'! Sheepishly I excuse myself from the now giggling & highly-amused class and make my way to the right room. Crap! They've locked it... coz I am 15 mins late. Oh Franco Cozzo! Mi Gallo Mi Gallo!!!

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Wed, 27 Jul 2005 14:25:44 GMT

Note to myself:

-Must go to class on Friday.

-Must not sleep in.

-Must go to bed early on Thursday night/Friday morning.

-Must not miss the entire first week of uni like everyone expects you to.

Tuesday, July 26, 2005

Tue, 26 Jul 2005 16:17:46 GMT

UPDATED:

There's been much demand (from plenty of horny boys and a few curious girls) for me to put up a particular pic I've loaded up on my MSN Messenger profile for the last two days (it's teeny-tiny so everyone's complaining they can't see jack, when really I know they are just trying to perv at my friends' faces). So I thought I would hit two birds with one stone and address the harsh but valid (esp. when it comes to 'mixed' clubs) comments made by 2 TDC members with my highly-anticipated photo at the end of it. Here's their spiel:

i've got to say something that's long overdue: if you're a girl and you're weighty (ie. kelly osbourne style) then please don't leave your home. or at least please don't come out to bars and clubs. i passover so many fat chicks at the clubs thesedays that it makes the place seem like a synagogue (editor's note: this clearly went over most readers heads..sheesh...passover = jewish festival...and a jewish place of worship is a synagogue. get it? got it? know it's good? word up.) and just like a hairy ass, that's no fun. thank you in advance for your co-operation, fatty.

You are going to all the wrong clubs mate...

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I finally did my little sashay up Monash Road today (well yesterday now...) much to my own surprise. I wasn't expecting myself to arrive until second week! But I managed, with only 2 hours sleep...

I went, but I didn't go to any of my classes. Ironically, Tuesday happens to be my fullest day. 11 o'clock start and 8:15 pm finish with only a 1-2:15 and 4:15-5:15 break in between. Guess I can put those 2 hours to good use chilling out on beanbags and music @ Rowden White, meeting my melancholic mate for lunch, a quick swim @ M.U's way overdue pool and maybe even join a theatre group. I spent most of the day running errands around uni; signing up for tutorials, deciding between doing the Cinema Management thesis and only going in on Mondays and Tuesdays coz there's no classes for that, or, the generic 4 subjects and going in on Tues, Weds and Friday. I chose the latter despite an extra day with the reasoning that I have to be all made up on Friday nights anyways, so I might as well look hot morning to night and I knew I wouldn't be able to get up for uni on Mondays from the weekend.

After all that crap was done and decided, I did the dopey thing of hanging about in the Union Student Computer Centre. I like that place, they allow MSN Messenger, ICQ and all the other stuff Percy Baxter and the 24 hour labs won't let. Hassled my melancholic M.I.F.F. mate and he suggested a coffee. I am happy he's still around at M.U, everyday in fact, researching his phD. It's sad to see that most of the familiar faces of my MediaComm course and the Comm/Law Melbourne Grammer Boiiiiiz have come and gone and are no longer there when I stare down from first floor Union House onto what was once known as "The Caff" to us M.U alumni, but is now just another dining hall to those damn fresh-faced 1st year T.B's. Never again will I walk into the Unibar and expect a friendly "Oi! Over here, pull up a chair. Blah blah's coming in 15 for beer. So & so is going out with so & so now, and can you believe thingymajiggy dropped outta uni???" Gosh I miss those days. Not to fear, I'm gonna make the best out of this semester. I'll join in Prosh Week, Mudfest, and ambitiously make a film for the U Film Fest, even if it means doing it on my own. I hate being 23 and still at uni... well at least it's at Melbourne and not some dodgy uni like Deakin. *High-horse time*

So off we went for our coffee @ 6, out of campus of course, and we made the mistake of getting off at QV and going past Max Brenner's. (Otherwise known as Chocolate by the Bald Man.) While it was fantastic to see Becca and Gerri doing their Brenner thing, it wasn't all that great to sit out in the Melbourne cold for 30 mins waiting for Becks to finish... that is finish in 5 minutes, according to Mr. Melancholy (I had no clue coz I was preoccupied with making my timetable neat and pretty). Mr. Melancholy made the assumption that when Becks held up her hands in the form of five fingers, she had meant 5 minutes, when really she had meant 'Friday'. Friday is her 23rd b'day party @ the Long Room in George's Place on Collins, so yeah that makes sense. We were also invited to Gerri's pink themed party this Thursday at her apt and I was kicking myself to hear I missed last weeks 'Saints and Sinners' party where I so would have rocked up as a dominatrix. Anyways, by that stage, pretty boy Nick came down from his swanky QV apt on the 23rd or 24th floor in his spunky suit and glasses (No, he is NOT my dream lover so stop teasing me about it Pho!!! ) and off we went to meet Ryan for dinner, who also happens to be a very good looking bloke.

We went to the Dragon Boat Noodle Bar next to Dragon Boat and lets just say, I won't be going back there... in a long while. Melancholic did his usual "Oh this and this is good here" AFTER we had ordered some non-edible noodle and rice dishes. Basically Nick and I were eating over corn-floured beef and pork and were regretting our purchases all the way (what made mine worse was the discovery of a short, thick and curly-ish hair lodged in my noodle soup), while Melancholic was going "mmmm, my BBQ pork and dumpling noodle soup is da bomb". Arghhhh damn you!!!

The boys headed back to Nick's for some "good stuff" (the boy only serves the finest, for he's a lover of all fine things)- Vasse Felix Cabernet Merlot from Margaret River, real easy to drink apparently. So cut I had to miss out coz I had to hurry off to Victoria Gardens to see Fantastic Four. From my knowledge, Ryan and Melancholic were off to see some Korean film at M.I.F.F. and I knew nothing about this wine business since I left early and all, but somehow I had an urge for red (maybe it was the dodgy beef, who knows) and I went to Liquorland with Dylan (well someone had to come with me to carry my purchases) and bought 6 bottles of wine. 4 reds and 2 whites. Should have just stayed with the boys for a little while longer coz I bet Nick's wine is more expensive than all 6 of mine combined.

Great things are going to come of this semester... I can feel it.

Monday, July 25, 2005

Mon, 25 Jul 2005 14:43:22 GMT

On my first day back @ uni, I ran around campus like a headless chicken from class to class. I had lunch at the unibar with Tezza and had my usual nachos with heaps of sour cream. I feverently spoke to lecturers after lecturers, yet at the same time fearing they could smell my nacho breath. Then the next thing I know I'm telling my ex-boyfriend "I love you". WTF??? This was when I knew something was terribly wrong and I jolted up from my sleep in cold sweat. Oh crap, it's 4pm and I've missed the first day of uni completely.