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Men make better protagonists then women. Do you agree? Discuss (and hopefully you should all disagree).
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[02 Aug 2006|06:41pm] |
It is my third day off school today so according to the school rules i have to get a doctor's certificate. So i went to the doctor and after some questions she said that i probably have glandular fever and then decided to take a blood test. Not only did i have to have a blood test but she could not guarentee that i would be better before the trials. JUST MY FREAKIN' LUCK!!!! *grabs tissue, coughs up a lung, places in a full bag of used tissues*. Oh well at least i have had the time to watch the tv series 21 Jump Street with Johnny Depp!!
A peice of trivia: Nathan Lane was originally name Joseph Lane but changed it to Nathan after finding out there was another actor called Joseph Lane. He changed it to Nathan after Nathan Detroit from Guys and Dolls which he played on Broadway in 1992!!
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[15 Jul 2006|04:22pm] |
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It is saturday the 15th of July i have just been to see pirates for the third time with Rosie and Jessie. My biggest concern is that i can't find the right costume for Hannah's disney theme party. Hmm. The headlines for this week go thus:
- Israeli troops enter Lebanon in response to the capture of two Israeli soldiers by Hezbollah.
- A series of bomb attacks on commuter trains in Mumbai (Bombay), India, kills at least 200 people.
- All 45 people aboard PIA Flight 688 die in a crash on takeoff in Multan, Pakistan.
- Chechen querrila leader Shamil Basayev is killed in Inqushetia.
- Italy beat France in a penalty shootout in the 2006 FIFA World Cup final.
- S7 Airlines Flight 778 crashes in Irkutsk, Russia, killing at least 124 people on board.
I got these headlines from the bottom of the wikipedia website and at the bottom of these headlines its says Recent deaths click here. I did not put this into my livejournal to depress everyone who read them but merely to remind myself that no matter what career i choose to pursue i must at some stage help. Whether it be as small as volunteering to help those who have not has a fortunate life like myself or as large as travelling overseas and giving up my life in order to better serve those who live in conditions so........well......unlivable. Please never let me forget this promise to myself.
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[13 Jul 2006|06:43pm] |
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I have been left in my house for the last 10 hours and i sent 6 of them working on chemisrty, i watched an episode of 21 jump street (johhny depp is sooooo hot in it), 1 hour on msn, i hour sleeping, and the last hour working out how to change my userpic to Kenneth Brangah aka Hamlet aka the "fucking love of my life". And most of my holidays have been this exciting. It's not like i went to Bali or anything (glad to hear nothing happened whilst you were over their lucy and nic) and i am totally disgusted at the way the world is reacting. Whether it is from Toni's abusive words Zidane's mother and how she is a terroist (soccer grandfinal reference) or from the destruction of the trains in MUMBAI. What happened their is disgracful and i wonder how many americans noticed this. I bet if it dosen't involve them then they won't notice. I really shouldn't generalise but this is for all those red head jokes out their. But mine isn't really in good fun. Oh well hope everyone else's holidays are more excting. See you all at school.
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[12 Jul 2006|03:32pm] |
Fellow companions,
It has been a long time since i have let go of my anger which you can see from my past entries and decided that you all need to know that little bit more about KENNETH BRANAGH!! Kenneth Brangah is one of the most brilliant actors in the world. His portrayal of Hamlet in Hamlet is enough to make anyone's heart jump. He is everything that you would want or rather need in a Shakespearean actor and there are too few Shakespearean actors. I am honoured to be alive during the same time period and feel amazed that he, Kenneth Branagh, was actually in Australia at the same time as me. I feel that no matter how low he stooped and his need to go into children's shows he could never, ever, ever lose that charm expected of any Shakespearean actor.
Hope you agree cause otherwise i'll have to murder you!! *Smiles sweetly*
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[06 Jul 2006|12:18pm] |
Dear Journal,
It has been so long since i have written to you. i miss talking to you. It's as though we had a fight and we never made up. Well journal, i am sorry can you ever forgive me? Yes? Oh i knew that we could be friends again. So journal whats been happening with you lately? Nothing? Well it's my holidays this week and next and i should be studying but i haven't been cause if i don't get a break i am going to scream. A loud scream. Not loud as intirguing the neighbours. Loud as in planes above wondering why they can see the houses around mine vibrate. My group and I have decided to start up a new basketball team and whenever i am depressed i just think of how fun it is going to be. I've got this plan and i am remembvering all the training that i had and how i could pass my knowledge onto them. I AM SOO EXCITED. i've also been pondering the world. Maybe i'm being paranoid but i've noticed that none of my friends seem to like my mum. The only one is arlyta. But i don't mind because i actually think arlyta is very good judge of characters!!
Well sign out from me. I hope that we can talk like this more journal. See ya later dude!!
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[01 May 2006|10:26am] |
I realised that in the last month i don't fall asleep. Instead i fall on my bed, unconscious, during the hours of night!!
Hmm here's a thought. What do you think the first house looked like. Do you reckon it was just a cave that kind of fell apart and as there was not enough cave left they decided that it must be something else?
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[20 Apr 2006|02:00pm] |
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Some pics of band camp. If only i could show you all of them but i can't.
And now i shall leave you with a pic i hope will give you nightmares or maybe two nightmarish pics
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[16 Apr 2006|04:15pm] |
It is the end of term 1 year 2006 (for all those reflecting upon my livejournal years from now) and i have left school with a depressed attitude. Do not be fooled amd think that i am missing school NO! i have just left band and have been told by my english teacher that i am an idiot essentially. I have also not paid for my school journey and the best thing my teachers say about me is that i am a cheerful student if not academicallty able to keep up (but they said i could if i wanted to). Suprisingly there comman statemnet cheers me up enormuosly. I enjoy being liked if nothing else.
I have also just arrived back from band camp where songs such as I'm a barbie girl, mambo no.5, YMCA, and oh stick you your mamma too (grabs balls) and your daddy (goat face will know what i mean) have been sung with renewed love. We were also forced to find our own entertainment (usually involving a camera). It was soooo much funand enjoyed (almost) every minute of it. But being stuck in a room with 12 people your own age and sex can be very testing on those with weak heart aka me!!
When looking at this pic of me i want you to remember. I AM VERY FOND OF SMALL CHILDREN!!!!
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[06 Apr 2006|08:48pm] |
Today i had my last assessment (and i don't think i did very well). I also had my last official band rehersal (for senior band) and with both these eventsd i was feeling excited yet i experienced a moment of sadness and regret as well.
i returned home and proceeded to start (and hopefully) finish my english essay until my grandmother called up. Her best friend died yesterday. As i had no connection with this person i should personally feel no anguish and her passing away yet my grandmother expressed how shatterred she was and as i listen to her and her distress i felt my heart breaking. I think when she told me that she was the last person, out of all her closest friends, living. Instead of offering her advice i listened patiently to her. She did not cry. This loss of her best friend could not be expressed through tears yet through her unsteady phrases. As though emotionally she was standing on the edge of a cliff. I wish i was able to help her through this disaster but nothing can replace a best friend. I can not imagine what it would be like to lose her.
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[24 Mar 2006|08:22pm] |
An old Sicilian song goes:
A woman crossing the square slips in the mud
and falls head over heals.
Her skirts go over her head
She shows her bum
The fools laugh fit to burst and shout dirty words
The King passes on horseback, the mud makes him slip
The fine beast and the King roll on the ground
and in his turn he shows his bum through torn breeches.
The fools rush to take off their hats
Only a madman across the way
seeing this new and unfamiliar face of power
can't help laughing his head off.
The fools chorus at the top of their voices-
so as to drown the madman's laughter-
their praise of the royal great bum
'Oh magnificant cheeks basking in the sun
hailed by God, wonderful spheres'
The Fools, because the King has shit himself, for fear,
begin to praise the stink of the royal motion
The madman runs up waving a censer
and sings Te Deum to the King's shit
and plants a jasmine spring in it.
The Fools applaud and then by a miracle understand the jape
and take up stones and sticks
and make to lynch the moker.
But since they knows it is great bad luck
to kill a madman
protected as they are by the pity of St. Francis
'the great madman of God'
the fools, impotently watch the pantomine of the madman.
Later at home, in secret, each one by himself
remembers the madman's pantomine and laughs.
They laugh till they pee themselves.
The Fools for a moment forget they are
fools but only for a moment
becasue, alas, madman are few and far between
and the fools don't get much chance
to see their mad, obsucre pantomines
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[25 Jan 2006|01:58pm] |
Guess What! I'm sure my good friend sophie will be incredibly jealous of me because..................I"M GGOING TO THE BACKSTREET BOYS CONCERT!!! I can't explain how happy i am. In the space of 5 days i am going to Big Day Out, Alice's 18th birthday patry, Gold class cinemas to see Brokeback Mountain (and if any one tells me what happens before i see i will be SOOO mad), and then to finish it off Backstreet Boys. I'm so happy.
And i have almost finished my maths homework. Only 6 days till school and i wish that it wasn't but i guess i really shouldn't count the tuesday as actual work. I hope that you are all as excited as i am to go back to school.
well thats all from me today so.....fare the well!
PS has any one stayed up till like 11 to watch a showed called its your job? If so did you watch the last episode. I have to admit it was the first time that i saw someone untangle a horse's intestines!
PPS Anyone know anything about the band workshop. Oh and lucy and jessie enjoy australia day!!!
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[22 Jan 2006|08:27pm] |
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i shall dedicate this entry to sophie's wonderful artwork. Once again she has tried to convince me that it was horrible and that she thought it was ugly and again i can only explain that it isn't ugly and that she really has created quiet a fasanating piece of artwork!
My journey to sophie's exhibition was quiet the opposite to what i thought it would be! I thought it would be quiet a nice stroll there but it was quiet the opposite! We walk from the domain through hyde park down oxford street and into the art gallery! My shoes where not exactly made for walking they seemed only to hinder my struggle to get there on time. Yet i am glad i went and i enjoyed it throughly!
The reason that i left from the domain was because i went to see Gershwin in the domain performed by the sydney symphony (i now own a sticker which says i love the symphony) and i thought it was wonderful. By the end my veins where pumping the music through out my body. The end was particularly excellent as it consisted of (fake) cannons and rather loud fireworks.
On friday when i went into the city to see the producers a very amusing incident occured. I was waiting for my friends to get out of the toilet when i suddenly noticed a rather cute boy approaching. I was rather tired and did not avert my eyes when he looked causally in the mirror. It must have been my constant stare that caught his eye for suddenly i became his focal point before he quickly averted his eyes. He had almost passed where i stood waiting when he turned to his friends and said something to them. He then started to head for me and had almost reached where i stood before he turned back to his friends and asked if the male toilets were there somewhere. I smiled because the door was open concealing the sign of the universal sign for the male toilets. He the turned again and looked straight at me and said male toilets? and pointed. I continued to smile and he stuttered out i.....male......toilet...just checking before he turned the corner and out of my line of sight forever. For once i hoped that my friends would be just a little longer coming out of the bathroom just so i could catch once more glane of him but lady luck was not on my side.
From that incident i have received two more flirtatious smiles and have been quiet embaraassed. The first of these glances made me blush as his stare was quiet persistent while the other seemed eager to clean my table down and continually prance about in front of me. I might just be making this up but i have to say that these attempts to catch my attention are quiet flaterring.
And so that is the end of this weeks tally and i am quiet pleased with the result!
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[17 Jan 2006|11:36am] |
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It is the middle of the holidays and i find myself once again sitting in the middle of my room deciding which cloths are really "necessary". i also find that this tedious task is not enough to distract me from the depressing thoughts that keep entering my brain and slowly but surely convincing me that i have only manage to make a fool out of myself in the last year and that no matter how hard i try the next year will be no different.
I am a strong believer of running away! I don't think i can go up to a teacher and be like remember that time when i was a real smart arse well i would like to work THROUGH the problem. I don't think it works. The only way i think that i can escape these constant reminders of the foolish choices i have made in the past year is to run off to uni. There i will be able to start a new set of embarrassing moments in which i will feel the need to run away again.
I think that this is why being an actor is such an appealing job. You get paid to pretend to be someone else and you hardly ever work with the same people.
If you are still reading i will be surprised and shall reward you for your persistence with a good story. i was at Bi Lo the other day, at the deli counter in particular when i was distracted by the message appearing across the scales. It went thus: Thank you for shopping at (it was at this moment that the guy typed in the code for what he was weighing) salad pasta creamy. I was highly amused!
i shall leave you now in a state of severe depression ( but admitting the problem means your half way there) and continue to sit in amongst the mess i like to call my life!
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| Ask me anything |
[15 Oct 2005|05:01pm] |
Ask me three questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then, i want you to go to your live journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.
You can ask anonymously if you want.
(taken from lost's journal)
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[05 Oct 2005|10:50pm] |
Well the saying life is a bitch and then you die is absolutely true! I just found out that not only did the stage production in america star Nathan Lane and Matthew Broderick it also starred Roger Bart. Now most of you are probably thinking who the hell is Roger Bart is (cause you would all know about Nathan Lane and Michael Broderick (particularly Nathan Lane) being two of the most amazing actors to hit Broadway for our time) but for all you desperate Housewife fans i can explain who Roger Bart is. He is that pharmacist that had an obsession with Bree. He plays Carmen and if you saw him in Stepford wives you can understand why. The only thing that makes my heart slow a little at the anrgy thought of not watching the american stage production is that all three will also star in th emovie (that comes out on Jan 1st) which i really really can't wait for!
On to family matters. Well i told my father yesterday that i didnt want to go up to Brisbane to see him if Holly didn't come. I almost cried when i told him because i......well actually i don't know. As i mention before i am not actually aware of feeling any sort of anger or sadness about talking to him?about him. But my body betrays me. I must feel something but i am not sure what. i suppose i love him but i do not feel the same way i do to everyone i say i love you to but maybe old (subconscious) wounds can't be healed. I am still astonished that i actually told him. Normally i would act as the coward and wait till the last moment. He asked me if everything was all right (in a way that seems to imply that i must be mistreated down here and that he might actually care) maybe my voice shook and i gave my feelings away but it was my idea not to go so why should i feel upset? i just don't know (i feel like i am on one of those magazines asking for help but thats normally about marriage)
Another comment i would like to post before i lay my weary head down is the fact that i did not go out today with Bobby and Nic. To Bobby i am especially sorry because it has been so long since i have had a civil conversation to you face to face (oh and at Westfield i was not sure where i was suppose to go so i was really nervous i hope you can forgive my apparent discomfort and please do not make the mistake that i was just being nervous around you)! Anyway the truth about me not coming out today was that i felt really bad about leaving my mum. She is also on holidays and i have been out everyday and i thought if y kids went out everyday i had off then i would wonder about what i had done. I know we will get together soon so i am not worried about not seeing you this once but i hope you don't think i was just blowing you off. Also i would not be sure how to act around both you and nicola because things have changed so very much.
BUT WE WILL GET TOGETHER IF IT'S THE LAST THING I DO!
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[03 Oct 2005|04:22pm] |
Hello all. I realise (as Lucy keeps reminding me) that it has been sometime since I have updated my live journal and I thought there is no time like now to break a habit.
It is October the second and I have just witnessed the tigers triumph in the 2005 grand final. I can't say that before tonight I have been a true NRL fan (actually I have never watched a full game) but there was something in the atmosphere that insisted I did and I the grand final has been quiet a game to start off (what I hope to be) a steady addiction.
I watched the tigers score again and again only after I had spent the day (as Sophie and Lucy requested this line) I had an expedition to THE exhibition!!!!! We visited the art gallery and had lunch in the botanical gardens. I now actually have some decent photos of my friends. Actually 65! More than I have ever had before.
I spend a lot of time thinking about my friends at work (maybe that is what led me to deliver pizzas to the wrong place on friday). Last friday I thought about my friends and how I missed the formal. I told everyone that when the formal was on I was sitting in bed at Rome on a cool night listening to the church bells ring (which I was) and it was a beautiful moment. But I would be lying if I did not say that that was one moment of my time overseas when I would rather be at home in Sydney with my group of friends. I am not saying I regret the my choice to go overseas but the way everyone talked about it as if it was a bonding experience that I missed out on. I did feel excluded for about a week afterwards and maybe that was the reason as to why I was suddenly so shy around them (but it was quick to wear off)!
I have also spent a couple of days pondering my father. It is a tricky situation. He wants me to come down in the next holidays (as I am in Australia just in case you didn’t know) to visit him. Holly will also be down there but she will be staying in a resort with her friends and the thought of staying with just dad and his (most unfortunate) wife. This show of favoritism is disgusting because he would only see Holly for a day and I would probably stay there for a week! I am not going but I don’t know how to say no. I don’t want to be rude and say “fuck no, why the fuck would I want to visit the same man that could not pay for his own two daughters to go to his wedding and why would I want to stay with the man that actually asked his previous wife (mum) today for the plane trip down even though he cheated on her when she was married to him”.
My father he is a very difficult memory. From the previous words I have just written you would think that I really hated him (and as someone would say) that when thinking of him my emotions go into overdrive but it is actually I lie. It has been so long since I actually saw him that I really feel nothing for him. There is no anger, no sadness, nothing. I only act like I did before because that is how I am supposed to act. I am supposed to be mad that he abandoned mum, Holly and I. But I’m not.
I should actually thank him because I can’t imagine life any better. For those of you who knew me last year well I suppose you think I am lying but last year was as Frasier and Niles would say my rebellious stage. Half of you don’t know what I did I think only two of you do but that is a story for another time. Any way back to my life. Holly, mum and I are so close to each other that thinking of another person in my life is hard to imagine. I remember one day watching a show (I can’t even remember the name) and thinking how lonely it must be for three people then I realized I came from a family of three and when I pondered it I can’t help thinking how wrong I was. Now I shall leave all of you to digest this little rant of mine before I continue with other stories that I can think of but before I go I would just like to inform of my feelings to this live journal. I plan to think of this live journal as a journal and you reader are allowed to read it simply because I couldn’t be bothered finding another journal and because I really have nothing to hide.
I shall now return to Spiderman level four! Ta ta!
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[07 Aug 2005|09:52pm] |
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__silent_wishes You are a legend. I haven't found the picture i want yet but you are the BEST!! Excluding Ewan.......wow...thanks soooooooo much legend legend. I dedicate this journal to informing the rest of the world about you being the legend and the BEST!! again excluding ewan! thankyou soooooo much. i hope that one day i can in turn return the favor.
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[05 Aug 2005|02:41pm] |
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I LOVE THIS MAN!!!!!!!! OK now this is the pic that i want to put up as the backdrop for my live journal. Anyone who knows how can you please help me
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[03 Aug 2005|08:16pm] |
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OH MY GOD!!! Right now i want to crawl into a hole and die!
MY day started off just fine. I woke up at 6:30 to finish some STUPID(!!!) english thing that dosen't even count to anything but i did cause thats the kinda gal i am.!! Then i elt sleepy all through physics, drama, and english yet i managed to survive. It wasn't until the end o english that i recieved my results for the english extension assesment.....I FAILED. Do you know what this means? No? It means that i won't be able to do extension 2, meaning i won't be able to admit a script for marking, meaning that all this year has been pointless. I got over it cause thats what i do. THEN i taught my 3 trombone students then and SUDDEN:Y i started to feel happy again. Then i got home and thought of English Extension it wasn't until i convinced myself that only IF i wanted this to have an effect on me it would so i got over it. THen i came home and found out that a production of Guys and Dolls is being played in England.
I HAVE THEATRE FEVER AND THE ONE PLAY I AM DIEING TO SEE IS IN ONE OF THE BEST PLACES IN THE WORLD........AND I CAN"T GO!!!!!! AAHh
but the thing that really got me, the thing that makes me want to crawl into a whole where i should spend the rest of my life is that i found out the cast perfoming in Guys and Dolls. Guess who? Oh yes it is..................EWAN MCGREGOR!
AAAAHHHHH LIFE IS SOOOOOOOO NOT FAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*cries* *between sobs listens to song from Ewan McGregors movie Brassed Off!!!..........*
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