Awesome-Sauce

Dear readers,


I, [Miss Invisible], would like to apologise for my abysmal and shocking blogging behaviour last post... 


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I can't even finish that. I'm laughing too hard and already knowing that it's impossible for me to maintain any sanity whilst writing blog posts! ^.^ I mean... Where else can one reveal the true craziness/personality of their heart and mind?


ANYWHO!


Hmm... Friday night was Nights At Rodanthe wasn't it..? Followed by me going to bed... Not much happened guys. I just slept. I can't ever remember my dreams (except the one I had this morning! Oh my gosh! First dream I have ever remembered! It was really weird... Not sure whether it's worth sharing or not... It might actually freak people out. It kinda weirded me out at one point... Man, I am a nutter), so I'm gonna assume that Friday night's dreams were amaze-balls.


Woke up on Saturday morning to Mum going "Do you wanna come to -insert local shopping centres here- with me?" To which I sleepily replied "Suuurrreee...."
Half a day's worth of shopping around later; I had myself a fluffy jacket, a cozy jumper, and uggboot-like shoes. As well as a new expansion pack for the The Sims 3. Bitches better not hate on me for playing this game, because I freaking love it! Thanks to [America!], my laptop is actually capable of running the game (for the first time, like, ever) so I've kinda been spending a lot of time on there...


I can't remember what I did for some part of the day, but it soon became close to 5:30pm; which is when my first Subway shift was due to begin. Let me just say this... I'm so very glad I had worked at a Subway before. The Saturday that I was working was known as Customer Appreciation Day. Every sub people bought; they could get a free one of equal or lesser price. This meant that there was a steady stream of people coming through the store all night; allowing no time for my boss to properly re-train me through things. Making the sandwiches was fine. But everything else was difficult due to it being a different layout, different register system, new way of making smoothies... I was slightly floundering; but I had the good ol' "Sorry! This is my first shift" excuse to throw at customers. I love it, because if you give customers a reason why you're taking a while/struggling with something; they instantly don't mind. They're like "No! That's fine!", or something like that... Hehe. Manipulating customers for the win!


So that shift ended at 10pm. As soon as I got home I went to bed as I had to get up early the next morning to pack for Uni before heading back to work at 9am. This shift proved how quiet the store I work at normally is. Barely any customers coming through. It was wonderful! It also gave me a chance to run through things I wasn't sure of with the boss after the previous night's shift. The shift ended at 2pm. Dad and sister then picked me up and we headed back to Uni; where we were greeted by two puppies. Mari belongs to the staff member on my floor. A white, adorable fluffball that is the definition of lapdog. Hunter is a brown little mongrel that would belong to a fellow floor resident, if her Dad hadn't said no... So he's named by her, and they're bonding; but he'll end up being adopted by someone else. Best 'welcome home' present though ^.^ Oh, those were the same two puppies that I procrastinated Plant study for early last week. They're two out of a litter of eight, and they have at least four different breeds in them... Making all of them look different to each other. It's just so much cute-ness! :3


The rest of Sunday I spent just chilling mostly... And playing The Sims 3... No regrets!!! I haven't played it in so long... Plus the fact that, I usually use the money cheat to get my sims the best house available and make them rich bitches basically. This time, I didn't do that. I moved them into a tiny apartment which cost them almost all of their money, and I've made them work for for more luxuries. I went from about 450 simoleons to around 20,000-25,000. Which isn't bad considering...


Yesterday I woke up just in time for lunch, then headed back to my room for more Sims... I played it all day pretty much. I played it to the point where I got a little sick of it, and so I'm currently not so fussed about playing it. (Hence why I'm blogging and contemplating starting on the fourth chapter of my fanfic...) [Riot!], don't get too excited. I still have no idea where I'm going with it; and the description is proving to be a pain to write :P


Anyways. So we come to today! I'm just cruising mostly. I looked through what I need to study for my Math exam tomorrow, and it's easy as... I'll go through the revision questions after dinner and maybe go to the PASS session tomorrow morning for a final overlook before it begins... Drinking lemonade, Facebooking, and talking to people till then! ^.^


So [Mr Awesome] wanted a 132 word paragraph on him in this blog... I can't guarantee that I'll get 132 words exactly, but if I go over he won't mind ^.^ Starting with a little back story... [Mr Awesome] and I met when I was in Year 11 and he was in Year 12 at my loverly high school. Most of the year was spent annoying and teasing the crap out of each other in Physics and Math classes. At the end of the year (not sure if he felt the same), I felt that we were friends; but I didn't expect us to maintain contact now that he had graduated. On the contrary, a few months later we began talking on Facebook. From then until now, we have kept up constant contact with each other. We used to talk more before he moved back to South Australia and made friends with [HorseGirl] (thanks to me!). But we still talk! Most of our bantering consists of us exclaiming how incredibly sexy we are to each other; as well as discussing all the finer things in life... And by that I mean being incredibly immature... But we're just amazing like that! ;) I'll end this paragraph by mentioning that [Mr Awesome] is an incredibly charming, funny, nice, considerate, and sexy guy; and that I was not told to say these things at all... ^.^


So the dream I had this morning... I can't remember the start of it annoyingly. I had it all remembered when I woke up, but yeah... The start escapes me now... Which is funny as it had nothing to do with the rest of the dream at all. It was random, then it transitioned into the other weird one. Please don't judge me on this dream... And I don't even wanna know what this could possibly 'mean'; as I'm just concerned I dreamt it in the first place.


Okay... All I remember is that it involved Eric Saade. This note is to all my friends who are shaking their heads right now: "Shuddup! I don't always dream about him okay?! Just because he's my favourite Swedish singer... And he's hot... And, whatever..."
Right so... The most I can remember is I was doing something... Not sure what. Then Eric just appears out of nowhere and insists that I follow him. Somehow within the next couple of seconds we had managed to transform into dogs. He was a Siberian Husky, and I was a Maltese Terrier. We then ran for ages to all these different place, but we were being sneaky about it. I was carrying my handbag in my mouth, to which Eric told me to leave in some old guy's house at one point, to which I was like "ooh kay?" Running from place to place (and these were the most random places too. Country yards, broken down shacks, parks, etc...) trying not to get seen by anyone. At one point, some big as Samoyed dog saw me and went to attack me; but Eric bitch slapped it with his paw. It was kind of hilarious. Anyways; so eventually we make it to the beach at Glenelg in South Australia. This beach was my childhood, just saying... Ahem! Moving on. I don't remember the transition from dog back to human, but I was sitting on the beach in my bikini; waiting for Eric to come back from whatever he was doing. When he got back, he then explained that we needed to head back. I remember frowning at this because I was tired after the run we just did; then I kinda freaked out because Eric then temporarily morphed into the guy who runs the resident's program here at Uni. I was like 'What the heck? This is way too awkward! I can't dream about him! This is bad...' O.O. Thankfully, Eric came back and we started running back to where we came from (as dogs again). We arrive back, he snaps his fingers to some guy who comes back two seconds later with my handbag (humans again by the way); then the alarm woke me up.


So there you have it! My weird as dream, consisting of the incredibly sexy Eric Saade; which ended too soon for my liking... I was keen to see where on earth that boy was leading me too in the end haha; but alas, it was not to be...


I did have serious, in depth things I wanted to vent about on here; but I'm in too good of a mood right now to spoil it... So I might leave it for some future blog where I remember it and pour out my emotions in some pitiful way... Hehe. Until then, I'm either gonna go play The Sims or work on my fanfic. It's leaning towards Sims at the moment (sorry [Riot!]) ehehe.


Arrivederci!


~Call me maybe..?~

Wow Oh Wow

HOLIDAYS!!! WOOOOO!!!

Oh wait... I have one more exam left... Hmmm... This just got awkward...

Ladies and gentlemen. You are reading a blog post that has been written by an authentic Plant Biology survivor. This is a rare opportunity. Grovel people. GROVEL!

I'm kidding guys... Geez! Why you take things so seriously?

Now to actually put some sense/normality into this blog post...

Tuesday I was up at 8am for breakfast followed by a study session before my Animal Welfare exam at 11:15am. 90 minutes to answer five short answer questions. Simple enough, yeah? Well, in a sense it was. The first couple of questions threw me as it was to do with sheep and pigs; the two animals I hadn't memorised as well as the other animals. The last three questions were a breeze though and, I will admit, I rather enjoyed answering them. What can I say?! Animals are my thang y'all.

Wednesday was spent studying for plants. Actually... More like... The first half was spent attempting to study, which just did not work at all (my study 'zone' seems to be after dinner from around 6pm-9pm...), and I spent longer at lunch than usual as a form of procrastination. After lunch, I attempted to study again. This lasted until about 3-3:30pm when I saw two fellow residents walking their new puppies outside. Quick as a flash I was outside playing and crooning over Warrior and Mari. Don't judge me! When you're studying for the worst exam to ever exist, and you see two adorable puppies (an inkling of what you want to do with your life); WHAT WOULD YOU DO?! :P

The puppies distracted me until dinner time... From 6-9pm I then studied in a frenzy. I collapsed into bed at 9pm after having an hysterical moment at around 8:30pm. It wasn't pretty. It involved me looking at the ten plant families (a minor part of everything we had to learn; yet so difficult to remember), and absolutely flipping out. I was mumbling incoherently, saying "WHAT!?" a lot, kinda laughing hysterically, pulling at my hair, and hyperventilating something serious. It was then that I realised I should send my trembling self to bed to wake up at 6am the next morning.

As much as I hated the early morning; it allowed me to have last minute study for an hour (which proved that I knew the families better than I thought I did, along with everything else), have breakfast, study for 15 minutes more, then head over to the gymnasium for the two hour exam.

The exam was easier than I expected it to be, thankfully, but the questions were still making me sit there and freak out. I ended up leaving one question completely blank as I hadn't been able to study that in depth in time for that topic; and the question that was related to the plant families? Well... They decided to choose Asteraceae. One of the very few families I was having the most difficulty remembering. As much as that cheesed me off to no end, I managed to be able to answer most of the question correctly. By that I mean; I had gotten the points of spot identification and ecology down, but I screwed up the floral formula. For the clueless ones; a floral formula is a simple way of describing the flower structure. For example: Asteraceae's floral formula is ⊕ or † Kpappus  C(4-5) A(5) G(2) or G0. But because Blogger is being stupid, kindly imagine a line connecting the C and A, as well as lines above the numbers next to the Gs.

⊕ or † refers to the plants symmetry. In this case, it can be either zygomorphic or actinomorphic. (In simple Biology terms, radial or bilateral. Yes, plants is backwards). I got this part right.
Kpappus is a weird one... K refers to the number of sepals (little green things under the petals), but Asteraceae demands to be different. A pappus is a tuft of hairs instead of sepals. Once again, plants are stupid; but I also got this part right.

C(4-5) refers to the number of petals.
A(5) refers to the number of stamens (male sexual parts. Oooh, things just got kinky in the plants department... I mean wut?). Anyways. When there is a line connecting the C & A, that means the petals and stamens are fused together. These last two parts were the parts I screwed up... >.<

G(2) or G0 refers to the number of carpels in the ovary. Carpels contain the ovules (eggs). If the lines are above the numbers (as is in Asteraceae) the ovary is inferior, and if the numbers are below the numbers; it's superior. I got this part right as well... Unfortunately, I don't think my lecturer will be nice when marking... =.=

Oh, and Asteraceae is the Daisy family. Bet you bitches didn't know that! Oh! Yeah... The daisy family... Which the main crop is lettuce... And has many noxious weeds... Plants. Y u no make sense?!

Heh... I just unintentionally gave you all a mini plant lesson... Heads up; if you couldn't understand that, you would have been pretty screwed for the exam. Jus' sayin' ^.^ That's the most basic part of plants.

So yeah... The exam sucked! YAY! Results come out on the 4th of July, so I'm just not gonna freak out over it until then.

The rest of yesterday and today was spent quietly celebrating. The noise policy is still in effect until the end of exams, so... As much as I wanted to run up and down the halls skipping and squealing in joy; I managed a brisk walk into my room where I then shut the door so I could turn up my music ~relatively~ loud and jump/dance around a little.

Which leads us to now... I am currently watching Nights In Rodanthe with my dear mother. We're getting into a habit of watching a movie every time I come home. Which, will now be every weekend... Ugh. That really frustrates me. Not the movie part so much; just the coming home every weekend part.

I love Uni. I love living there. Yes, I miss home. But that's after a while... Which is usually a couple of months. Even then, as soon as I come home; I last a day before wanting to sprint back to Uni again. I feel rather conflicted at the moment... I need the money, and I'm not about to stupidly give up the job at Subway; but a part of me is not a big fan of coming home every weekend...

Oh. Wow. Okay... Can barely write this blog as it's the insanely sad part of Nights In Rodanthe. Dammit Mum! Why did you have to put on a movie that messes with my emotions?! GAH! Since when have I become so feminine... Yick.

And now there are horses running along the beach... Way to change my emotional status from almost crying to 'Ooooh! Horses!!!'.. Yeah... I have a short attention span...

ANYWAYS! I am going to wrap this crazy crazy blog post... I would apologise to anyone I may have confused or bored the heck out of; but... I'm finding this way too entertaining to do so! ^.^

See ya later alligators ;)

~[Azzo]: I get cheeky at night. [Miss Invisible]: Oh I'm sure you do!~

Pinball or Pool?

Well HELLO!!! :D


So I'm trying to blog more often, but studying for exams is making it kinda difficult; so sorry for the lateness on this one!


Not much has happened this week really... Actually, screw that. A LOT has happened.


I believe I left you all hanging last Tuesday the 5th... Well, that night I went to choir rehearsal; as I do every Tuesday night... The difference with this one? We went to a hall in town that has the most amazing acoustics EVER! Well, I don't know about ever... But it's so much better than the dinghy room we normally rehearse in. There was only four of us there (the numbers die down so much during the second half of semesters; it's insane). [Tytanic], myself, and two other ladies; the 'leader' of the choir [Penham] and a fellow Eurovision-enthusiast, overall hilarious girl [Rachier] (I have my reasons for the names guys... Don't judge...).
For most of the rehearsal, we just played around with the songs we were learning. Standing at opposite corners of the room trying to hear each other and keep up with sound delays; coming together and changing keys for a song and seeing how far we can get before screwing up... About halfway through, [Tytanic] got frustrated (as most Aspergian's do, so I was in sympathy with him) and instantly reclined into his 'shell'. In other words, he went outside and just stood there until it ended, trying to get over the embarrassment and frustration he was feeling. The incident that caused this was when we were trying to get [Tytanic] onto the right note for the song. We were doing cannons (for those who don't know, cannons is when you all sing the same song; but one person starts first, with the second person starting a couple of lines after, etc etc) and we gave him the opportunity to have a cannon to himself. The only thing is. His pitch is... Well. Terrible.
I don't want to sound horrible, but it's true! We try to tell him to go down, he ends up going up; or just staying on the same note and lowering his head in the hopes that it would change things. It's slightly hilarious when he does things like that; but he's one of those singers that just sing however they want, without realising that they're now in a choir and need to know how to pitch themselves so we're all singing the same thing.


MOVING ON!


Once [Tytanic] had 'left', [Rachier] brought out one of the songs we're doing. Dona Nobis Pachem. One of the most simple songs ever, but so beautiful when sung. [Rachier] then started playing around with it, and what she came up with was amazing. I'd try explain it, but everyone would probably get confused unless you can understand the 'singing language' to put it simply :P


Wednesday and Thursday were both rather uneventful. Procrastinating study during the day, then cramming some in after dinner. Yeah... Boring times...


Come Friday! I woke up late, then headed to lunch. As soon as I stepped into my room to get to some study, the intercom went off saying that the Pitt merchandise we had ordered was at the Bos Club waiting to be picked up. Let's just say I have never moved so fast to get to the merch! I, personally, had ordered a pair of track pants (all merch is in Pitt colours; so green & bits of yellow, with black on the pants), a polo shirt and a hoodie with my name in Italian on the back. They are so comfy to wear!!! O.O Anyways... After I had collected them, I packed and studied a bit before heading home for the weekend. In my excitement to show my parents the new merch, it turns out I hadn't packed anything else to wear for the weekend; resulting in me wearing the merch everywhere that weekend. Not that I was complaining... PITT PRIDE AROUND MY HOME TOWN Y'ALL! :D Heehee.


So Saturday morning arrived and I headed over to the house of a Subway manager to go through three hours of induction. Immediately, I noticed that this string of Subway's are a lot more professional than the last one I worked at. I was the only person there who had previously worked at a Subway before, and had printed proof of having completed the compulsory online training modules (you have to have completed the basic 16 modules before you can start working/getting paid), so I was able to go home and text my manager straight away that I was ready for work! He told me that he'll give me shifts from next weekend onward, so I was happy.
My boss then added me on Facebook to add me to the group 'Work Amigos', which is a place where the roster is posted up for us to see if we haven't been into store recently; as well as a place where we can request people to take our shifts, let our manager's know we can't work certain dates, etc. The first thing I noticed on the page? Was another member of it... He used to go to my school a few years ago. We never really talked from memory, actually I find him rather annoying. Though this could be due to the fact that we also did work experience at the same place at the same time together. Me on Tuesdays, him on Wednesday's. He always had the days with the surgeries to watch, whereas me? I just cleaned the entire week. I'm going to call him [Quentler], in the hopes that my friends will remember who it is as well...


Which reminds me... Yay for inspiring my friend [Clearly Unfocused] to blog after not doing so for the past three to four months like myself... :3 And good to see that [Tenuto Tuo] has also recently posted. ^.^


Anyways! After the induction, I headed home briefly before heading back out to our local shopping centre. My sister and I were soon craving a Macca's soft serve cone, so we headed over. Who was working? [Carl], of course. But I chose not to cower and hide as I usually do. Instead, I stood confidently beside Mum; chatting away with my sister as she ordered. This may not seem like much to some people; but to me, it was a massive achievement. I'm slowly getting over him, and slowly getting on with my life; and I'm proud of what I did on Saturday, as it shows that I'm being the stronger person out of this.
The look on [Carl]'s face was one of typical shock and pain, followed by not looking at me the rest of the time I was there. When, out of work habit, he whirled around saying "Chicken and cheese burger?", he then realised that it was intended for my Mum. I saw him froze the tiniest bit before handing it delicately to her, as though touching/looking at her would be toxic. It was hilarious (and slightly disrespectful), but I saved my giggling for when I left the food court.


After that, we headed to the local liquor store; where they had a special of six bottles for $20. So of course, we looked like alcoholics when leaving... But it was worth it! :P
I did a teensy bit of attempted study before heading out to my favourite Mexican restaurant for dinner. It was only my brother, Mum and I; and between us ladies, we had a glass and a half of sangria. Which is this amazing fruity punch that I absolutely adore... Anyways! When we got home, Mum then decided to open one of our new bottles of champagne... Now... When champagne is opened, it can't be re-corked, so it has to be drunk... It was still only Mum and I... So we both had around two glasses of champagne as well while watching The Ugly Truth. Which, like every movie, is so bloody predictable. I'm waiting for a movie that will completely shock me and have an ending that I can't predict within the first five minutes of watching the movie; or even looking at the cover.


Sunday morning I woke up with the plan to study my heart out all day before treating myself with a visit to [Riot!]'s place that night. I don't know what it is... But I can't seem to study during the day. My study hours seem to be after dinner, when I'm cosy in my darkened room after gorging on food... No idea why, it's just the way it is. So, I procrastinated. All day long. Mostly by spending time with the sister. Until 6pm arrived, causing me to practically run out the door in anticipation.


I arrived at his house to be told that he was in the shower (he had been at History Alive earlier that day with his fencing school, giving demonstrations), and be approached by his step-father.

"So, you almost finished your first semester at Uni, right?"
"Yeah, just about! Just gotta get through the exams."
"Good! Then you can help me out... I have something to ask you..."
"Umm, okay?"
"Alright, well I'm trying to decide... ... Pool table, or pinball machine?"


This was followed by 10-15 minutes of him taking me to the two points of the house he would place either of them and began passionately describing me what he wanted to with each of them, but how he was really struggling to decide. I tried so hard not to laugh throughout the whole thing because I knew he was being serious; but the way he carried out the question/explanation was just so funny... Thankfully, I was saved by [Riot!] before his dog [Roxy] bowled me over out of excitement; which would have caused me to burst out in pent-up laughter.


The rest of the night was spent having a catch up session on what was happening, eating ice cream with chocolate sauce (Jealous?), and acting like cats... Because, well... Because we just can!
Before too long though, his Mum was driving me back home. Although I now have a job which means I'll be home practically every weekend; it doesn't mean we'll be able to see each other much. Half the time [Riot!] is at his Dad's, and we both have studies to keep on top of; as well as any other commitments we might have. Before last night, [Riot!] and I hadn't seen each other since last holidays. That's close to a couple of months. May not seem like much... But for someone like me, who's out at Uni with all her really close friends/family/boyfriend an hour away (or state in three of my best friend's cases), it's really hard. Yes, I am making friends here at Uni; but (especially during SWOTVAC), it's been hard to really get to know people at the moment. Even then, I highly doubt anyone could replace the amazing people back at home (or Adelaide) I have loved, do love and will love for many years to come.


With that sappy moment over (apologies, I didn't expect it...) it is now Monday! The day before my Animal Welfare, Behaviour and Handling exam. This exam, from what I've heard, is a walk in the park; so I'm not overly concerned. It's Plant Biology on Thursday that I'm flipping out over. Anyways... I'm currently procrastinating AWB&H study by doing this blog; though I highly doubt I'm going to get stuck into it once this is finished... I know me too well! ^.^

On a random side note. My best friend [Pinnuck!]/[HorseGirl] (I believe I've called her both in the past, I'm keeping it to [HorseGirl] now guys kay?) is currently on a flight headed to Dubai with her friend. If she didn't live in South Australia, I would've seen her off; and possibly found a way to fit in her suitcase... But alas, I could not. Instead I am dedicating this paragraph to her by saying that I hope she has a fantastic time and to make it home safely! I'm sure both [Mr Awesome] and I would appreciate it ^.^<3


So... Yeah... Ummm... Ciao for now..? :3


~I think this line's mostly filler~

Plants vs Tie Dye

Greetings!


It's 10am, waking up in the morning. Gotta be fresh, gotta be interviewed. (Sing it to the tune of Friday by Rebecca Black).


^ This basically sums up yesterday morning for me. I'm all cosy in bed when my room phone starts ringing incessantly. Causing me to get up and stumble over; barely awake and mumbling a "Hello?".
"Hi [Miss Invisible]! It's ___ from Subway! How are you?"
*Instant freak out/mini hyperventilation/suddenly awake/instant politeness*
"Hi there! I''m good! How are you?" <- In an instantly cheery voice.


So the next 10-15 minutes was spent on him giving me a phone interview and basically explaining what will be required of me, etc etc. From the sounds of it; I practically have the job, but I don't wanna get too cocky just yet!


He's planning on giving me 16 hours over Saturday's and Sunday's. Meaning I'll have to travel home from Uni every weekend. But for at least $160 a week..? I'll happily do it!
One downside is that I have to attend a compulsory induction this Saturday morning. The problem I have with this is that it means I have to go home the weekend before exam period... I was planning on staying at Uni and studying my backside off; instead I have to fight off distractions at home. Not difficult to do necessarily, but still a nuisance.


The rest of the day was relatively uneventful. I went to lunch. Came back. Procrastinated study way too much... I did some. But it was in bits and pieces. Eventually it came around to dinner; of which I did some study afterwards. Then it was a short Pitt meeting to basically reinforce the 24/7 no noise policy over the next three weeks (Yeah... If we're heard by our neighbours, we're too loud. This normally only occurs after 10:30pm, but during SWOTVAC & exams? It's 24/7. And if you're caught? There's no warning. It's immediately an incident report that's sent off to the guy who runs Halls. O.O) and, of course, food!!! A few Doritos later, I was talking to a new found good friend of mine (can't think of a nickname yet) for an hour before another friend [America!] came and chastised me; before sending me off to my room to go study.


I came back and was feeling tired, so was not planning on getting much study done... That was until [Riot!] completely shocked me by earnestly demanding I do study. My shock then turned into a want to study just to appease him... It was weird guys, but it worked! I managed to write notes on one plant family before succumbing to my tiredness and going to bed. I guess that's what happens when your boyfriend decides to change his methods of attempting to get me to study... ^.^


Today, my alarm didn't go off so I awoke at 11am, much to my annoyance. I had wanted to attend a session on plants to help get my head round it, but by the time I woke up it was over. I, instead, went to lunch. Then I came back and formed a sketchy, possible timetable for next semester's classes. (If it works, I get Monday's off... Yew!). By the time that had finished, and announcement rang over the intercom saying that the recreation club is open and there's tie dying going on. So, of course, I grabbed a pillow case and my lab coat; and raced on over. An hour and a half later, I'd made a new friend (We have the same last name... How is that not a basis for friendship? :P), my legs were splattered in die, and I had a rainbow pillow case & lab coat. I'm pretty sure I didn't tie the elastic bands tight enough around them, so I most likely won't have white lines where they went... But... It'll be rainbow! I'm winning regardless ^.^


Which reminds me... Might wanna go and fetch them off of the line...
Nope. Still soaking wet... The weather isn't exactly fantastic drying weather though. Grey skies, freezing cold but not much wind... Blech.


Anyways! So I'm currently warm and cosy in my rabbit-hole of a bedroom. My legs are still splattered with dye & my fingers are stained as well... I've heard that this stuff doesn't come out for a couple of weeks at least... Oh well! It was worth it ^.^ Dinner's in an hour, then I'm going to a Hall in town for choir as it's designed to provide the best acoustics... So keen!!! Then I'll come back home and nail the last two plant families so I can start studying the rest of the darn subject over the next three days before the weekend.


Meet you at the internet ;D <- Valentina Monetta, San Marino, Eurovision 2012.


~I will be popular. I'm gonna get there, popular~

The Storm Is Over

Three months is a long time... I know... I've been way too distracted by everything at Uni, so yeah... I'm sorry mmkay!!!


Oh! And I was looking through previous posts and noticed that I changed a couple of people's nicknames without any forewarning so I'm just going to clear this up...
[Sasquatch] and [vs49688] are the same person. I shall refer to him only as [Sasquatch] from now on though.
Also, [That Dancer Chick] and [Dancer] are the same girl. I must have gotten lazy...
Sorry for any confusion guys!


I do believe that the last time I blogged, I had left you at the end of my second week of University; when I was a bright-eyed, innocent Fresher. Now, I'm just under a month away from mid-year holidays; with exams starting next week.


A lot has happened over the past three months, but only the major events stick out in my mind; and there was no way I'm stating absolutely everything I have done! O.O


Okay, well... Pretty much from where I left off, up until now, I've been going to classes like a good Uni student. Being trodden on by a horse here, flipping a sheep there, and chasing after wild mice everywhere... Animal Biology has been an easy subject that I think I've done well in, same with Basic Mathematics and Animal Welfare, Behaviour and Handling. It's Plant Biology that I'm really struggling with... I just can't seem to get my head around the darn subject!


Since the Scribble party; I didn't really attend that many parties until recently... I've been attending a lot more parties, and I think it's because I'm starting to catch on to the Uni's atmosphere and am beginning to turn into more of a typical 'Pittling'. ~Those who live in Pitt are known as Pittlings.~
Don't get me wrong! I'm still 100% not keen on getting drunk or tipsy for that matter (a story later on will let you know why); I'm just becoming more outgoing, more fun-loving, more wanting to have a good time sort-of-thing...


A major party I attended earlier this year was themed UV. Basically, make yourself glow as much as possible. They extended the club, fit in some UV lights, and the night was just so much fun... The next one I attended was themed Gym Junkies & Sport Enthusiasts. That was the night where I met a guy (whom I shall dub [Regal Pain], I have my reasons ;P) who I went on a Macca's trip and watched movies all night with... Of course, being University, all of Pitt took this as so much more than what we did... But a friendly reminder that I have a boyfriend to whom I'm devoted too quickly put them in their place.


Come As Ya Mum was another theme of a party that I went too. Dressed as a seductive school teacher/secretary person wearing 3D glasses (like a boss), I headed down to the common room to meet up with everyone; including a new found friend of mine. I'm calling him [Master Dance], and he doesn't actually study where I am. He's a friend of a fellow Pittling friend of mine; and spends most of his time studying in NSW. When I met him, he wasn't exactly sober... But he added me on Facebook the next day, and we've been talking almost non-stop ever since (this party would have been around a month or two ago). He's an incredible guy who I get along with way too well with! ;P


The most recent party I attended was Dinner Under The Stars on Thursday night... (The Thursday just gone).


This party was insane!


It started with pre-dinner drinks at 6pm in the Foundation Building. The theme was Masquerade (LOVE) so it was amazing to see close to 400 people gathered all looking stunning in suits/dresses and different types of masks. There were welding masks, $2 masks, etc... Some of them were hilarious and some of them were just amazing!
All alcohol provided at the pre-dinner drinks and dinner was free. Which, of course, meant that people were drunk by dinner, or at least afterwards... This is the story I mentioned earlier as it turned out that I got myself tipsy that night. I had a glass of champagne at pre-dinner, and was sipping on wine throughout dinner; and I didn't realise that that would have set me over. The club was after dinner and I didn't drink anything while at the club, but (being so new at the alcohol game), because I'm a 'lightweight'; it affected me through almost the entire night. As normal as I felt; I apparently stumble more than usual, over-exaggerate my hands and head when talking, and flirt. A lot. I kicked myself mentally when I realised how far gone I was.
I don't know how people can handle being tipsy/drunk! I can't handle not being able to fully control my thoughts, actions and words... And for those who get exceedingly drunk, I like to remember what I did the next day! Most people at my Uni give me funny looks whenever I state my views; but I don't care. Thursday night reminded me to watch myself from now on when it comes to parties... Just stick with the one drink [Miss Invisible]!


Anyways. During dinner, the MTV video's were presented. This was a competition where each Hall put together a video to a song of their choice representing the Hall as though it was an actual music video. Pitt did ours to Good Feeling by Flo Rida. We changed the lyrics, and had a blast recording it. Pitt came third, above Thynne; below Shelton and Riddell who won. I will admit. Riddell's video was amazing, and the song is so catchy that half of Pitt goes around at the moment whistling/humming/singing it. I don't know the name of the song, but it was Alice in Wonderland themed and was just... Fun to watch!


On a random note, Pitt offered a Southbank trip to those interested about a month ago; and I was not about to turn that down! I spent the day chilling at Max Brenner's, going to the sushi train, and walking around and around the markets at least six times through. I just love the Southbank markets... No matter how many times you go through there's still something that catches your eye!
That day, I bought the mask I wore to Dinner Under The Stars, a bracelet, as well as a pair of pants and a gypsy-like skirt from this wonderful woman who we basically became friends with because we kept on coming back to her stall in particular ^.^
The next day, the woman sent a friend and I a challenge to get 10 customers within a week and she'll give us a free pair of pants each. We ended up with about 30 by the end of that same day; and the order of pants arrived two days ago. All 40 pairs! (Including the free ones). I am currently wearing one of them (I bought another one in the order so I now have three pairs heehee); and they are the most amazing things ever! Roomy, comfortable, colourful... It's orgasmic! :P
For those absolutely confounded by what I am saying, or would like to know more. I have the Facebook page right here -> https://www.facebook.com/pages/Indian-BlissSimply-Stunning-Styles/282178241801009?ref=ts


You know [Dancer]'s boyfriend who I hadn't yet decided a name on? I threw around ideas like [YESman] and [AwwYeah!], but I've picked a new one... [BrotherBear]. I'll explain why.
[Dancer] and I have been best friends almost as long as I have lived in Queensland. But things over the past three months have turned things sour to the point where I have no idea what's going on anymore.
To put it simply. [Dancer] and [BrotherBear] crashed and burned. It turns out that my initial thoughts of "Wow. [BrotherBear] is really good for [Dancer]. Maybe he can set her on the right track." were completely off...
I'm not going into the story of what happened on here. Mostly because most of my information I received from [BrotherBear], and it's their business not mine to post online.
This situation made me feel closer to [BrotherBear]. I felt so protective over him, and was outraged at what he was telling me that she was doing to him; that I lashed out at her over Facebook. I regretted it instantly, of course, but it was too late. Her Mum, who I have considered to be my second QLD Mum for years; sent me a message basically reducing me to a piece of dirt on the side of the road. The irritating thing is, I know [Dancer] is most likely not entirely to blame for everything that has happened; but it's not like she's perfect... As much as her Mum continues to claim it.
To sum it up simply, I barely talk to [Dancer] anymore. I don't know if that's because she's trying to get me out of her life, or she spends too much time dancing/youth grouping/studying/whatever... And the only time [BrotherBear] tends to talk to me is whenever he has a problem with [Dancer] and wants me to fiercely back him up; which I have a tendency to always do... I really want to catch up with everyone these holidays, but at the same time; I'm apprehensive about it all.


Which reminds me... [Carl]! Always a good story going on with us, aye? Well... Up until a month ago we were fine and dandy. Talking as friends, having fun, whatever... Until he discovered that [Riot!] and I had celebrated our one year anniversary.
He got pissed off at me, of course, and was basically demanding how that could have happened since "we were together at the time", etc etc.
I had broken up with [Carl] at that point, but because of all the confusion, hurt and the fact that [Carl] just wouldn't leave me alone; he must have assumed we were together that entire time...
Basically, he was sulking and the last thing I said to him was "Whatever [Carl]" and then we stopped talking, and haven't talked since.
The awesome thing is though, this is the first time I haven't been affected by it one bit! I'm so over all the crap he's given me, that I was laughing my head off at his immaturity rather than getting upset myself that he had stopped talking to me.
Maybe it's Uni distracting me that's helping; but it doesn't matter. That bitch is out of my life, and I love it!


What else is there to share... Hmmm... Macca's is the lifeline of this place. It's quite funny actually. If ever the food was terrible at the dining hall, or if people are just hungry in between mealtimes... I hear "Macca's run!" at least 2-3 times a day, every day here. It's a five minute car trip down the road, or around a 20 minute to half hour walk... (I've never walked it so I wouldn't know). One Macca's trip I went on, resulted in a high-spirited race back home. Me, wedged between the driver and a friend in a Ute; and four girls in a car who had a head start and ended up winning. This race involved swerving so we couldn't overtake them, flipping birds out of car windows, parking in front of the entrance to the car park so we couldn't get passed, for us to just drive over the curb... It was way too much fun! Hehe.


I've joined the choir here, and it's fun! No particular way of standing or singing. Basically, just do it however you want and have a blast meanwhile. A late comer (known henceforth as [Tytanic]) voiced his want to improve his singing and be able to catch up on learning the songs; and I decided to help him.
We met up early one time and went through the songs. He has terrible pitch and completely disregards the fact that he has to follow the music on the page, not whatever he feels like singing. As much as that irks me, it's not my major problem with him.
From what he's told me, he has mental issues as well. ADHD, a little bit of Asperger's, a little bit of something else... I don't know, he just has a few things.
I think I was one of the only people offering him a hand of friendship and he took it willingly. But what did it mean for me? It meant listening to him drone on about how he "can't get his mind straight" and him constantly asking me how I managed to do it. I don't think he understands that that's not something you can just ask... It took me years of struggling to get where I'm at now, and I'm still nowhere near perfect. Just by me telling him my efforts, doesn't mean it works for him! He needs to find his own method, and my methods are personal to me anyway; so it was quite blatant of him to request such a thing from me.
What are his current methods of dealing with his problems? Alcohol... Dinner Under The Stars? There was the usual Wednesday night party the night before, as well as Vet Smoko on the Friday night. Three parties in a row to which he attended all three and drank so much. Friday night caused him to wake up in a hospital the next day.


This. Disgusts. Me.


Drinking just to forget his problems. It insults me personally. I went through similar to problems to him; possibly even worse than what he's dealing with. Yet I never thought twice about suicide, drinking, smoking, or drugs... All of which (except drugs) [Tytanic] looked to as a solution.
Yesterday was the last straw for me and I basically told him I was no longer going to give him singing lessons and be his friend if he was going to continue acting this way. It was harsh, but it was truthful; and he sent me a message not long after telling me how "I'm a genius" and how me being truthful will eventually help him in the long run and he was going to try not drink and everything... I struggle believing him, but if he does ever manage to clean up his act; I'm willing to be there as a friend again.


So that's basically all the major events that have happened over the past three months. Now I'm sitting in my room at the start of SWOTVAC, procrastinating Plant Biology study by writing this...
For those who don't know, SWOTVAC stands for Studying WithOut Teaching VACation. Basically, we have no lectures/tutorials/practicals for an entire week. Instead, it is used for study before the exam period starts next week.
I only have three exams, and two of them I'm not stressing over too much as I'm sure it won't be difficult to pass them. It's PB that worries me most... I just need to pass, then hope that my other subjects will bring it up; and next semester I can get that GPA of 6 so I can get into Veterinary Science... Here's hoping!!!


Until next time fellow blog-lings ;D


~It's gonna rain anyway. Nothing matters, now that you're here by my side~