1. In my last post I referred to the fact that not having easy access to a mirror in my handbag was a problem. Today, I realised that the bathrooms at my fieldwork agency don't have mirrors. I have two really bad blind pimples at the moment and I was actually DYING all because I couldn't re-apply concealer or squeeze. When I finished work & got into my car, wow, I spent like ten minutes being vain and squeezing pimples. I'm totes glamorous.
2. I'm really bad at explaining anything.
3. I'm exceptionally incompetent at using parking money machines. As in, the boom gate ones you have to put money in before you leave. Having to reverse because I mis-aimed the machine/required length of my arm needed to reach down and place the money in, or even stepping out of the car (note to self: remember to switch handbrake from "drive" to "park" first) is really embarrassing when you're holding up five doctors in their BMW's behind you.
4. Don't eat sultanas and force other staff members who are unlucky enough to in the office at the same time to put up with the smell of your subsequent flatulence.
5. The incompetence of drivers on Glenhuntly Road is PHENOMENAL. It is NOT acceptable to (repetitively) perform three-point turns into peak-hour traffic, people!!!
Monday, June 20, 2011
Sunday, June 19, 2011
i'm bored.
A mix I made for a friend and subsequently learnt how to use megaupload for:
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KF72UHS9 (copy the link into browser, follow the link, download)
for all of my good friends who read this and are bored.
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=KF72UHS9 (copy the link into browser, follow the link, download)
for all of my good friends who read this and are bored.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
just another saturday night at home on my computer :)
Fun facts of my week; or basically just my observations on the Sandringham line train/landmarks around Prahan station and Greville street.
1. The American hip hop/"indie" band Why have an album called Alopecia. BUT I was reading an article the other day, I think it was in Vogue at the x-ray place or something, and Alopecia is also the name for a medical condition relating to loss of hair or baldness. I wonder if Why knew this? I'm sure they did. I don't get it.
2. The same people get the same train every single weekday for YEARS. It didn't quite hit me until one day this week when I got the train to work placement. I haven't got the train in peak hour for about two years yet I recognized everyone except the school kids. Wow.
3. Also on the train, WHAT IS WITH this trend of rolling down knee-high socks? I mean, it was fucking five degrees. We used to hitch the skirts up, but we were at least sensible enough to wear tights. These teenage girls were wearing school shirts with pink bra's underneath (no jumper, wtf?), eating tee-vee snacks, with bare legs. At 7:45am in the morning. OMFG.
4. It's really really snobby, but I really got off on the fact that I'm 99% sure I was the only person on this train to be listening to Bibio, or follow Flashlight Tag on tumblr.
5. Getting the train has made me realise my reliance on the mirror in my car. The driver's side flap with mirror has become a necessity for touching up my concealer at red lights. I can't believe I've turned into one of 'those' people. I need to invest in a compact mirror for my handbag.
6. My morning trip on public transport to work placement meant I a) had no-one idea where I had to walk (Prahan station: label your fucking streets) and b) hence arrived forty minutes early. I decided to go for a mini-walk around the block, which meant all around Wesley college & the Victorian College of the Deaf before reaching what I think was St.Kilda road/street. Wesley college security staff kept looking at me funny, clearly I wasnt a sibling or a parent, but perhaps they were too embarrassed to ask me if I was lost. Probably blasting CL Sosa didn't work in my favour. However, WHY was this (see photo below) advertising car parked in the driveway of Victorian College for the Deaf?
OH YES, LET'S "IGNITE THE SPARK"
7. Anyway I actually have an excuse have an for being home on a Saturday night because I went to the doctor on Thursday night and apparently I have bronchitis. I took a day off yesterday to have a blood test and an x-ray and sleep and sit in bed and watch the Secret Life of Us. Boo!!! But, as I sent in a text-message to someone this morning, I LOVE DRUGS (calm down, I was referring to anti-histamines, even though according to my mother they haven't been working because I insist on cutting them up and they're supposed to be swallowed whole, but I can't swallow tablets). Oh well. They might be placebos anyway, ITS PSYCHOLOGICAL PEEPS
Secret Life, shower, read & blast with my new in-ear earphones that keep falling out of my ears, sleep. NA NIGHT xxxxxxxxxx
1. The American hip hop/"indie" band Why have an album called Alopecia. BUT I was reading an article the other day, I think it was in Vogue at the x-ray place or something, and Alopecia is also the name for a medical condition relating to loss of hair or baldness. I wonder if Why knew this? I'm sure they did. I don't get it.
2. The same people get the same train every single weekday for YEARS. It didn't quite hit me until one day this week when I got the train to work placement. I haven't got the train in peak hour for about two years yet I recognized everyone except the school kids. Wow.
3. Also on the train, WHAT IS WITH this trend of rolling down knee-high socks? I mean, it was fucking five degrees. We used to hitch the skirts up, but we were at least sensible enough to wear tights. These teenage girls were wearing school shirts with pink bra's underneath (no jumper, wtf?), eating tee-vee snacks, with bare legs. At 7:45am in the morning. OMFG.
4. It's really really snobby, but I really got off on the fact that I'm 99% sure I was the only person on this train to be listening to Bibio, or follow Flashlight Tag on tumblr.
5. Getting the train has made me realise my reliance on the mirror in my car. The driver's side flap with mirror has become a necessity for touching up my concealer at red lights. I can't believe I've turned into one of 'those' people. I need to invest in a compact mirror for my handbag.
6. My morning trip on public transport to work placement meant I a) had no-one idea where I had to walk (Prahan station: label your fucking streets) and b) hence arrived forty minutes early. I decided to go for a mini-walk around the block, which meant all around Wesley college & the Victorian College of the Deaf before reaching what I think was St.Kilda road/street. Wesley college security staff kept looking at me funny, clearly I wasnt a sibling or a parent, but perhaps they were too embarrassed to ask me if I was lost. Probably blasting CL Sosa didn't work in my favour. However, WHY was this (see photo below) advertising car parked in the driveway of Victorian College for the Deaf?
OH YES, LET'S "IGNITE THE SPARK"
7. Anyway I actually have an excuse have an for being home on a Saturday night because I went to the doctor on Thursday night and apparently I have bronchitis. I took a day off yesterday to have a blood test and an x-ray and sleep and sit in bed and watch the Secret Life of Us. Boo!!! But, as I sent in a text-message to someone this morning, I LOVE DRUGS (calm down, I was referring to anti-histamines, even though according to my mother they haven't been working because I insist on cutting them up and they're supposed to be swallowed whole, but I can't swallow tablets). Oh well. They might be placebos anyway, ITS PSYCHOLOGICAL PEEPS
Secret Life, shower, read & blast with my new in-ear earphones that keep falling out of my ears, sleep. NA NIGHT xxxxxxxxxx
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
women of SOUL.
Last night I went to Women of Soul night at the Toff in Town. It's pretty much the only respectable but semi-alternative (not really, but for my house-music-nightclub loving friends, it is) place I'm game enough to take my friends.
Really enjoyed it! Oh, and our table of four enjoyed it too. Actually we probably gave the impression of being party poopers as we didn't drink (driving), didn't get up & salsa & didn't really move in general. HOWEVER One friend even bought a cd...so my reputation for 'weird music things Liz always wants to go to' has perhaps increased a little. I love: Lord of the Fries, being able to wear a coat and tights instead of a tiny dress & live music. I don't like: the cold!!! And being a p plater. Oh, and to the cute New Zealand guys who we striked up a conversation with at Flinders -apparently I'm weird because I don't have sauce on my beloved Lord of the Fries - you kids are cute, but you're not gonna impress girls by telling them you work as door-knockers for a gas company. Crowd: we were the youngest there? Possibly? Haha, actually my mother jokingly asked if she could come & I said no...in truth, lots of middle-aged people there? And they were WAY more lively than us. My comment: "I wish we were 20 years older so I wasn't too embarrassed to get up and dance." Oh, and I noticed that after she performed, Chelsea Wilson went and sat on (presumably) her grandfather's knee; aaaaawwww!
Otherwise I'm actually kinda too busy for the Internet right now because I've started my social work placement which means I have no time for ANYTHING. I'm enjoying it though...the downsides are: I'm bad at going five hours without food, and concentrating all day/not procrastinating/having no more than 30 minutes to procrastinate per working day. Soooo not used to this! I feel very much well looked-after though: I got a free taxi ride to & from my student seminar because 'na, we're not letting you get the tram, it's freezing...the hospital pays for it, so the government feels for it, don't feel bad'...WIN. Also, I sat in the front seat in said taxi...did I mention I got a maxi taxi all to myself on the way home? And I sat in front BOTH times? Wow I am cool. Although the maxi-taxi driver freaked me out cos' he was a) not Indian and b) too friendly. Not to be racist, but I love it when Indian people swear; sooooo funny!!! Note to taxi drivers: I don't wanna know how pissed off you are because you missed out on a $200 job, or how tired you are...I don't need you to pull out all your receipts for the day, know where you grew up, the intricate details of every customer you've had today, where you used to go to school...all this in fifteen minutes? Why do I have a knack for finding weirdos who proceed to tell me all their life stories? is it because I'm one of them?
ANYWAY I probs should get a move on with this assignment. I need to a) have a shower & b) relax. Feel sick, too much food, team meetings: excessive abundance of food. And because I'm the student I am 'shadowing' (following like a puppy dog) anyone who'll have me & hence sit in meetings. Since when did Kettle make grain-wave looking things? Am I that much of a food addict that I eat sour cream & chive-flavoured grain waves, which I don't even like?
I have written waay too much. It's too cold for study. I should clean up my desk/room/life first. I've been saying this for two years, ugh :(
Really enjoyed it! Oh, and our table of four enjoyed it too. Actually we probably gave the impression of being party poopers as we didn't drink (driving), didn't get up & salsa & didn't really move in general. HOWEVER One friend even bought a cd...so my reputation for 'weird music things Liz always wants to go to' has perhaps increased a little. I love: Lord of the Fries, being able to wear a coat and tights instead of a tiny dress & live music. I don't like: the cold!!! And being a p plater. Oh, and to the cute New Zealand guys who we striked up a conversation with at Flinders -apparently I'm weird because I don't have sauce on my beloved Lord of the Fries - you kids are cute, but you're not gonna impress girls by telling them you work as door-knockers for a gas company. Crowd: we were the youngest there? Possibly? Haha, actually my mother jokingly asked if she could come & I said no...in truth, lots of middle-aged people there? And they were WAY more lively than us. My comment: "I wish we were 20 years older so I wasn't too embarrassed to get up and dance." Oh, and I noticed that after she performed, Chelsea Wilson went and sat on (presumably) her grandfather's knee; aaaaawwww!
Otherwise I'm actually kinda too busy for the Internet right now because I've started my social work placement which means I have no time for ANYTHING. I'm enjoying it though...the downsides are: I'm bad at going five hours without food, and concentrating all day/not procrastinating/having no more than 30 minutes to procrastinate per working day. Soooo not used to this! I feel very much well looked-after though: I got a free taxi ride to & from my student seminar because 'na, we're not letting you get the tram, it's freezing...the hospital pays for it, so the government feels for it, don't feel bad'...WIN. Also, I sat in the front seat in said taxi...did I mention I got a maxi taxi all to myself on the way home? And I sat in front BOTH times? Wow I am cool. Although the maxi-taxi driver freaked me out cos' he was a) not Indian and b) too friendly. Not to be racist, but I love it when Indian people swear; sooooo funny!!! Note to taxi drivers: I don't wanna know how pissed off you are because you missed out on a $200 job, or how tired you are...I don't need you to pull out all your receipts for the day, know where you grew up, the intricate details of every customer you've had today, where you used to go to school...all this in fifteen minutes? Why do I have a knack for finding weirdos who proceed to tell me all their life stories? is it because I'm one of them?
ANYWAY I probs should get a move on with this assignment. I need to a) have a shower & b) relax. Feel sick, too much food, team meetings: excessive abundance of food. And because I'm the student I am 'shadowing' (following like a puppy dog) anyone who'll have me & hence sit in meetings. Since when did Kettle make grain-wave looking things? Am I that much of a food addict that I eat sour cream & chive-flavoured grain waves, which I don't even like?
I have written waay too much. It's too cold for study. I should clean up my desk/room/life first. I've been saying this for two years, ugh :(
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Cat Power, whiteheads, clothes & apple strudel scones
I've found a new Cat Power song to be obsessed with.
Placement tomorrow! Buying new outfits because my current rotation of social-work esque skirts are mostly summery, and it's absolutely fucking freezing yet I can't wear jeans/(don't fit in to them anyway) and I'm unsure of the length of a few of my other skirts. Now I've left today's purchase - a winter dress that I'm planning on wearing - in the boot of my car (everything stays in the boot of my car, especially when I've been binge spending...I drag it out of the boot sporadically). Which is great, because I had to park further down the street and now it's raining. Fantastic.
Still coughing! Can't pretend I'm not enjoying being sick/staying up & watching the Secret Life of Us/blasting my iPod. Last night: in bed by 10:30, blasting Jaylib in my underwear, sending messages. Actually was extremely social, and all from the comfort of my bedroom. I wish about 20% of my facebook friend's list would stop complaining about their equity exam though. I mean, they all CHOSE to do law.
On the facebook front, I've made a new rule for myself: I'm only allowed on facebook once a day, for a MAXIMUM of 30 minutes. Depending on how much I've missed out on. I'm being really good, I have to mentally stop myself from automatically typing in facebook when I open Internet Explorer...but it's working. And I'm no longer bored enough to read the comments of every facebook status of people I went to primary/high school with that I wouldn't even say "Hi" to down the street. It's a new lease on life. Perhaps it's bad that I'm finding a tv showed based around made-up characters more entertaining than real-life stories...but meh. I'm learning how to be productive. Sorta. I'm spending too much time on lastfm and tumblr instead, but don't tell anyone.
Next up: almost freedom! I'm 650 words away from having a life - after hours, anyway. I'm going out 3, possibly 4, not including Saturday nights this week...how the fuck do I finish my essay? I was kinda planning on watching tv tonight...the downer is that I have this MASSIVE pimple (?)/whitehead on my lip. It needs to pop. I can't not pop it. It might be a coldsore. I have never had a coldsore/pimple/whitehead on my lip on this part of my face in all my almost 23 years. I am so self-conscious. This is so unfair. It has basically ruined my week.
Oh, and in addition to a new Cat Power song to fall in love with I've found a new food to fall in love with. Friends/my mother who read this: apple & walnut scrolls from baker's delight (with icing, NOT icing sugar) will always be number one but Baker's have started making apple strudel scones and these are bloody amazing. Wow.
Anyway, shower, dinner, assignment (?), Secret Life of Us, private iPod party, sleep. na night & good luck to all my friends reading this who NEED TO GET THE FUCK OFF FACEBOOK AND STUDY FOR THEIR EXAMS!!! (Guys, I can track how many page views I get...it's gone up...)
Placement tomorrow! Buying new outfits because my current rotation of social-work esque skirts are mostly summery, and it's absolutely fucking freezing yet I can't wear jeans/(don't fit in to them anyway) and I'm unsure of the length of a few of my other skirts. Now I've left today's purchase - a winter dress that I'm planning on wearing - in the boot of my car (everything stays in the boot of my car, especially when I've been binge spending...I drag it out of the boot sporadically). Which is great, because I had to park further down the street and now it's raining. Fantastic.
Still coughing! Can't pretend I'm not enjoying being sick/staying up & watching the Secret Life of Us/blasting my iPod. Last night: in bed by 10:30, blasting Jaylib in my underwear, sending messages. Actually was extremely social, and all from the comfort of my bedroom. I wish about 20% of my facebook friend's list would stop complaining about their equity exam though. I mean, they all CHOSE to do law.
On the facebook front, I've made a new rule for myself: I'm only allowed on facebook once a day, for a MAXIMUM of 30 minutes. Depending on how much I've missed out on. I'm being really good, I have to mentally stop myself from automatically typing in facebook when I open Internet Explorer...but it's working. And I'm no longer bored enough to read the comments of every facebook status of people I went to primary/high school with that I wouldn't even say "Hi" to down the street. It's a new lease on life. Perhaps it's bad that I'm finding a tv showed based around made-up characters more entertaining than real-life stories...but meh. I'm learning how to be productive. Sorta. I'm spending too much time on lastfm and tumblr instead, but don't tell anyone.
Next up: almost freedom! I'm 650 words away from having a life - after hours, anyway. I'm going out 3, possibly 4, not including Saturday nights this week...how the fuck do I finish my essay? I was kinda planning on watching tv tonight...the downer is that I have this MASSIVE pimple (?)/whitehead on my lip. It needs to pop. I can't not pop it. It might be a coldsore. I have never had a coldsore/pimple/whitehead on my lip on this part of my face in all my almost 23 years. I am so self-conscious. This is so unfair. It has basically ruined my week.
Oh, and in addition to a new Cat Power song to fall in love with I've found a new food to fall in love with. Friends/my mother who read this: apple & walnut scrolls from baker's delight (with icing, NOT icing sugar) will always be number one but Baker's have started making apple strudel scones and these are bloody amazing. Wow.
Anyway, shower, dinner, assignment (?), Secret Life of Us, private iPod party, sleep. na night & good luck to all my friends reading this who NEED TO GET THE FUCK OFF FACEBOOK AND STUDY FOR THEIR EXAMS!!! (Guys, I can track how many page views I get...it's gone up...)
Friday, June 3, 2011
things that are on my mind
1. On a bit of a mix-tape phase.
Me: You realise my definition of 'alternative' is like, really weird stuff, and not, like, Karnivool?
Friend from work: That's okay, I might learn something
(fuck yeah this has actually never happened before, jk lolz haha)
2. My facebook status this morning:
Am I going to get in trouble from the government because I swear (a fair bit) in my blog? Shit
3. At the dentist this morning. Dentist & his assistant are poking three silver stick-things in my mouth:
Dentist: "So I'm trying to turn what is actually quite a mundane activity into quite an exciting activity"
Assistant: right...
Me: (thumbs up)!!!!
(then proceed to cough all over dentist & the assistant)
4. In other news, I can't decide whether I love Chan Marshall or Lauryn Hill more.
5. Evan from the Secret Life of Us is so much like Sid from Skins. It's like, Sid grows up to become Evan.
Oh, only 1025 words till I'm DONE with semester one!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Me: You realise my definition of 'alternative' is like, really weird stuff, and not, like, Karnivool?
Friend from work: That's okay, I might learn something
(fuck yeah this has actually never happened before, jk lolz haha)
2. My facebook status this morning:
Am I going to get in trouble from the government because I swear (a fair bit) in my blog? Shit
3. At the dentist this morning. Dentist & his assistant are poking three silver stick-things in my mouth:
Dentist: "So I'm trying to turn what is actually quite a mundane activity into quite an exciting activity"
Assistant: right...
Me: (thumbs up)!!!!
(then proceed to cough all over dentist & the assistant)
4. In other news, I can't decide whether I love Chan Marshall or Lauryn Hill more.
5. Evan from the Secret Life of Us is so much like Sid from Skins. It's like, Sid grows up to become Evan.
Oh, only 1025 words till I'm DONE with semester one!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, June 2, 2011
fuck yeah music nerds is actually the story of my life
this tumblr account pretty much sums me up:
I couldn't help myself. In other news, I've been awake since 3am coughing & now it's nearly 9:45am & I don't have work till 6. I've already reached my word target on my essay! Before 10am! This is something which has actually never happened before. I'mma gonna go downstairs and blast cds while I have the house to myself and read The Age and books & then I'll go for a walk & watch the Secret Life of Us before I leave to go to work early so I can go shopping. Again. Woooooooo
oh yeah, and listen to this. It's soooooo good. This is why I never go back to sleep when I wake up too early.
I couldn't help myself. In other news, I've been awake since 3am coughing & now it's nearly 9:45am & I don't have work till 6. I've already reached my word target on my essay! Before 10am! This is something which has actually never happened before. I'mma gonna go downstairs and blast cds while I have the house to myself and read The Age and books & then I'll go for a walk & watch the Secret Life of Us before I leave to go to work early so I can go shopping. Again. Woooooooo
oh yeah, and listen to this. It's soooooo good. This is why I never go back to sleep when I wake up too early.
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