Stuck in a Creative Rut?

Nope, not me. Not at all. I'm feeling so creative I think I could burp masterpieces.


That is all.

Christmas, Formal, a Squillion Photos, Graduation and a Job.

Salutations!



Charlotte's Web was one of my favourite books for a while.



Okay, greetings aside, now for apologies. I have left it a very long
time between posts, again! This is what happens when one finally gets a
little more of a life.



So, living again after school. That's right, people, I'm done! I got
great results, too. Next year I'm off to get my Diploma of Visual
Merchandising at TAFE.






Christmas was awesome. I had a lot of fun, but was exhausted by the end of the day. We had both sides of the family here, dad's family at lunch and mum's at tea. So that was 15 at lunch time and 14 at tea time, because mum's sister and her husband and kids couldn't come. No photos yet.


Senior Formal was also fantastic, aside from my dancing, which is in drastic need of improvement in my opinion. Fortunately, no one noticed... Either that or it isn't as bad as I think it is. I wore massive heels. Well, the most massive heels I have ever worn, anyway. I have tonnes of photos. I will now share.





This is Bec in the blue and myself in the yellow. We happen to be awesome.
















This is Michelle and I. We are wearing clothes, her arm is just in the way of my dress.






















What can I say?












Two people I love lots: Nelson and his amazing girlfriend Bre, who also happens to be my pen friend. Nelson is our postie. :P













My favourite Shauna in the universe and I.

















Michelle and I being awesome again.





























Laura. Nuff said.















The Amazing McAllister and her Mitch with dreds.



























Nelson's face says it all: "Do it, Aaron, and I will kill you."















Myself and Steph: her and Shauna organised the whole senior formal :D















Nelson and I being awesome.
















Squeak (a.k.a. Adam P) and myself. He has a brilliant tie. Aren't ties brilliant??























Chris and I also being awesome. (Chris' shirt matched Steph's (his girlfriend's) dress. It was very cool.)

















I just realised that I have the same facial expression in the last three photos!!

I took tonnes of pictures but these are the ones I decided to put up. Formal was a lot of fun.

On the Monday before formal, we had our graduation ceremony. It was a lot of fun, and it was then that the realisation hit me again that I would not likely be seeing many of these people any more. There are 30 or so of us, so we're a tight-knit bunch. We've had a lot of fun together, and I can't wait to see everyone again. Times change, and we have to choose to either move on or get stuck dwelling on the past. Remembering is great and important, but I don't want to spend the rest of my life mooning over school. So, I'm not going to. I'm going to meet up with my friends as much as possible, but I'm going to study and work and live and build upon what I've already learnt in this relatively short life of mine.

It's New Year's Eve, and by the time most people read this it will be January 1st, 2009. Happy New Year!!! I'm off to a country-themed party with my sister which should be a lot of fun. Photos later, maybe.


I got a job at a local pet supplies shop. It's pretty good, I have an awesome boss and the customers are a lot of fun, and I meet their pets all the time. It's great.



Well, I could write on and on about my life, but I need to save things for the next blog entry!!

Catch you soon and take care!

love, Elise
xoxo


(PS: Feel free to comment :P )

If Only.

Sounds good to me.
What do you think?

One Other Thing. Or Two. Or More.

I'm going to get green hair extensions when I finish year 12. Also I am currently job-hunting. Rhubarb custard yoghurt is delicious. I need a new pair of thongs (flip flops for all you non-Aussies). Oh, and I'm halfway through my Spring holidays.


That is all.


Love Elise
xoxo

And she return-eth.

Ello, Poppet. (Guess the movie. It's really not that hard.)

Well I hope you've all been well in my blogging and general internet absence. I have been busy. Very busy. Incredibly busy. Flat out like a lizard drinking, in fact. "With what?" I hear you say. well, let me shed some light on the matter. Also I will tell you about some things that have been running through my mind lately.

Year 12
Yes, I am almost finished my final year of secondary schooling. I have roughly 22,000 words to write within the next 3 weeks. Should be interesting. What am I going to do when I finish? Sleep. Then, I will work on a few things to keep my brain active, i.e. the Teen Linux Community Logo. I know how it's going to look, it's just a matter of doing it.

I think that this year is finally taking its toll on me. I have enjoyed every moment of every experience and made the most of every opportunity. Physically and mentally, I have had enough. However, in reflection, I know that no matter how much of an emotional rollercoaster that it has been, I would do it all again. The highlights outshine the bad parts like you would not believe. I have felt the fatigue of a week with little sleep, the relief after handing in a large assignment, the joy of getting a good mark and the pain and tears when I felt defeated. I have laughed and cried; I have been challenged and stretched in every area of my life; I leave year 12 a better, stronger person than when I started. Corny as it sounds, it's the truth.

This year I have developed closer relationships with my peers, and gained a deeper understanding of the importance of friendship. I would not have made it through this year without them. Though I may have been less distracted at times, without these amazing, interesting people who understand the pressure and understand me, I would have quit.

Now, about my class...I love them all, every single one. They mean a lot to me and I will never forget them. Though I may not see some ever again, they've all had a massive impact on me. They've taught me to be more analytical, to lighten up, when to stop, when to keep going, when to run and when to stand up for myself. They are all inspiring and amazing; to have made it this far is a feat in itself. We will all go our separate ways...but I hope that each of them will do something awesome, they have the potential. I will miss them.

Providence Conference '08
Wow. Providence was AMAZING. Seriously. Every single drop of sweat and every single tear that fell for the conference was worth it. It was a life changing (or should I say repairing?) experience and I will never ever forget it.

So much has happened and is happening in not only my life but in the lives of others because of Providence. People are realising and pursuing their dreams. God is healing people of sicknesses, injuries, diseases, broken-heartedness, and releasing people from being bound up by harmful and untrue words.

I have grown a lot as a person from being involved with the fashion parade (I was in the Japanese section and the Seasons section). When I arrived at the first practice, I was disheartened and uncharacteristically pessimistic. even worse: my sense of humour was fading! Tragedy. Anyhow, I had been that way for a while. Gradually, I have become myself again, and I thank God everyday for that. I have made so many new friends and have had a lot of fun; I also feel loved and important and appreciated. I have absolutely loved spending time with like-minded people and with people that I look up to. I feel welcome, loved and accepted whenever I go there.

I hope that I can continue to be involved in Providence next year. It means a lot to me; I love the girls that go. I want to see more getting set free and realising their own potential and the amazing things that God has planned for them!!

Misc.
I'm finally following God's plan for my life and unashamedly so. He's all I need; I don't need to pine after "Prince Charming," as a friend of mine put it earlier today. this Price Charming, he's out there... I'm just going to have to wait for him. I don't mind, well, not much. He's going to be awesome and worth the wait. He's going to love me and talk to me and treat me the way that I should be treated, and I am going to love and respect him. Like I said, I'm not going searching for him, God's going to bring him and I together. And it will be beautiful. I don't care how long I have to wait. My God is my portion and all that I need. That's what prince charming will be like, too. It's hard to say that, but I know it and I feel it and I believe it.

It's kind of tough being a PK. I wouldn't change who I am for anything though: I'm glad I am who I am and that I am where I am. I love my family and my friends.

I got my formal dress for Year 12 Formal! I still have no date but that doesn't bother me. Well, I would be nice to have a date, I won't deny it. But it's not the end of the world. Anyway, my dress. I have pictures of it, but I won't be posting any until after the actual formal. I will say that it is Daffodil or Canary yellow (they're the same in my book) and it's floor-length. I am so EXCITED!!

My little sister watches too much Sailor Moon. She also called me a n00b the other day. Despite these facts, I still love her.

I TURNED 18!!!!! No, I did not go out and get drunk. My liver and I get along too well for me to do that to the poor thing. I had an awesome day, though. I got a new top to wear at my party (which is this Sunday afternoon) and a TV tuner for my Eee. In the evening, I went to the opening of Providence which was brilliant.

That's pretty much it for now. I have a lot of work to do and a short amount of time in which to do it...

Lots of love,
Elise
xoxo

For want of a more awesome awesome title, "My Holidays."

Good morning Starshine, the Earth says, "Hello!"

Thank you, Mr Depp.

I have decided to begin a different way every time. I'm going to try, anyway...we may end up with "Hello [insert random name/word here]" in the end. I have a better idea. I'm going to use greetings from movies. Anyone got any good ones I can use?

I want to tell you about the holidays.

I mostly worked on assignments. English, Art, Vocational Studies, Info Processing and Publishing. When I wasn't doing that, I was chatting on IRC, taking photos or baking. The exceptions are as follows...

The second Sunday was pretty awesome. (I like my church. It's not pretentious or flashy and the people are genuinely loving, but they're not robots. They're real people. YAY!!) After church I had fashion parade rehearsals, and I finally saw what I'll be wearing. Unfortunately, I can't tell you what that is as it is going to be a surprise. I can tell you, however, that it is going to be very cool.

So, I went to the Brickworks with my family. It was a real
brickworks more than 25 years ago but they converted it into a market. They use
the giant kiln as one of the stall buildings. The kiln is heritage listed and
is awesome to look at. The whole top level of the kiln is a poster shop with
mounted posters from movies, records, live shows, books, plus a whole
lot more. I found an awesome Beatles poster there. George Harrison was awesome, and is my
favourite Beatle. Did you know that Australia went the craziest when
they came here? Absolute hysteria. But anyway, I want that poster for
my birthday and let my parents know as much. I honestly don't really
care what I get for my birthday. As long as it's not much, I'm good. I
don't have a lot of space to keep stuff and I hate having to go through
it all the time to throw things away.

I digress. Apologies. I had never noticed one particular shop there, and I'm
extremely surprised that I hadn't (as I have a terrible sweet tooth).
There is and old (compared to me) lolly shop there. It's very cute. It has all the
usual things like boiled lollies, chocolates, fudge and toffees, but it also has
a tonne of imported confectionery: Reese's pieces, Yorkie Bars,
Hershey's, I could go on forever. I had some macdamia fudge. All round, it was a great day.

The Friday of that same week, I went formal dress shopping with mum. I found quite a few that I liked, but didn't buy one. I'm waiting out for the perfect one. I think we went to about six different shops. I'm looking for something a little more neutral-toned, and not to skin-flashy. So elegant and complimentary to me, without being slutty.

On my last official day of holidays, I had my first class in Exhibition design which was awesome. I seriously can't wait to get into it. It's pretty much about implementing design principles in the creation of an exhibition booth or area. I am really excited! I was very proud of myself for my getting-off-at-the-right-stop skills. It was beautiful (but freezing) on the way there. the O-Bahn goes past a reservoir, which that morning was really still and reflective. The grass was white with frost and there were puddles on the streets from a light rainfall the night before.

That's about it, really.

Now, to finish my English assignments.

Take care,

<3 Elise
xoxo

The Best Pirate Song -EVER-

Lyrics From A Very Silly Sing-Along



Narrator: "Joining Larry are Pa Grape and Mr. Lunt, who together make up

the infamous gang of scalliwags, the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything!"



Larry, Pa, Mr. Lunt: "We are the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just

stay home and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just

tell you ..."



Larry: "We don't do anything!"



Pa: "Well, I've never been Greenland and I've never been to Denver, and

I've never buried treasure in St. Louis or St. Paul, and I've never been

to Moscow and I've never been to Tampa, and I've never been to Boston in

the fall."



All: "'Cuz we're the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just stay home

and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just tell you

.."



Mr. Lunt: "We don't do anything. And I never hoist the mainstay and I

never swab the poop deck, and I never veer to starboard 'cuz I never

sail at all, and I've never walked the gang plank and I've never owned a

parrot, and I've never been to Boston in the fall."



All: "'Cuz we're the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything! We just stay at home

and lie around. And if you ask us to do anything, we'll just tell you

.. We don't do anything!"



Larry: "Well, I've never plucked a rooster and I'm not too good at

ping-pong, and I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall,

and I've never kissed a chipmunk and I've never gotten head lice, and

I've never been to Boston in the fall!"



Pa: "Huh? What are you talking about? What's a rooster and mashed

potatoes have to do with being a pirate??"



Mr. Lunt: "Hey, that's right! We're supposed to sing about pirate-y

things!"



Larry: "Oh ..."



Pa: "And who ever kissed a chipmunk? That's just nonsense! Why even

bring it up? Am I right? What do you think?"



Mr. Lunt: "I think you look like Cap'n Crunch!"



Pa: "Huh? No I don't!"



Mr. Lunt: "Do too."



Pa: "Do not!"



Mr. Lunt: "You're making me hungry."



Pa: "That's it, you're walkin' the plank!"



Mr. Lunt: "Says who?"



Pa: "Says the captain, that's who!"



Mr. Lunt: "Oh, yeah? Aye aye, Cap'n Crunch!"



Larry: "And I've never licked a spark plug and I've never sniffed a

stink bug, and I've never painted daisies on a big red rubber ball, and

I've never bathed in yogurt and I don't look good in leggings ..."



Pa: "You just don't get it!"



All: "And we've never been to Boston in the fall

-------

Got to love VeggieTales.

<3 Elise
xoxo

I would like a regular graduation with a side of social life, please. Make that a large.

Hello.

I just read over my blog and realised that I didn't make much sense in my last one. I also have been rather grumpy. It was a little surprising to me, as I am not usually such a pessimistic person. I apologise. And next time, I'll read through my post carefully before I submit it. With all my recent study, I haven't been making time for things that I had previously been doing, and I think that that may have effected my attitude and my approach on life. I will be cheerful now! :)

I can't wait for October 31st. That's the day I finish year 12. As much as I am loving it and as much as I love my friends, I'm pretty sure that I want my life back. I'm really pleased how it's all going though, and I think I'm coping better than I did with year 11. I'm looking forward to getting a life, and a little time back (particularly to work on my music and writing, which have been terribly neglected since the beginning of the year).

So that's it for now, I'll be posting a general oner later which will be fun - I have pictures!

Until then, (gracious, how anchor woman-like! hah, I could become a news reader. ...Maybe not...)

Take care!

Love, Elise
xoxo

(I leave you with a picture of a frog contemplating life, the universe and everything.) xo

fingerless Gloves, Before Shots, Blogs and Other Things.

Lots of things to say today.

I will start by saying that even fingerless gloves are restrictive for typing in. I've been really enjoying my new-found glove-wearing dextrousity, however my typing skills have declined somewhat. In light of this, I shall no longer wear gloves while typing. That is, unless it is really cold.

I realised that I hadn't posted a "before" picture of my hair yesterday, and have decided to do so now. Hopefully you'll then understand why i was a little teary-eyed at the hairdresser's. So here you go, the before picture. as you an see, it wasn't exactly sitting-on length, but it was getting too long to maintain. Besides, I don't really want all the complications that come with having hair that reaches my bum. by the way, those aren't skinnyleg, "drainpipe" jeans. I detest skinnyleg jeans.

I think that this is perhaps one of the few non-scary before shots I've ever seen. Maybe I'm just saying that because it's me, but still. There are no cracked heels, festy wounds or morbidly obese people in this picture. Also, spot the penguin.

In other news, I must point out Sean's blog, in which he scandalously paraphrased and misquoted me. Being a forgiving sort, I'm going to overlook this one, and instead say that it's pretty brave, going without GUI for 30 days. I don't think I could manage it myself for that long. Very manly, Sean, Very manly.

I have recently become addicted to loldogs. I had succumbed to peer pressure and had taken a look at lolcats, from which I discovered it. It's definitely up there in awesomeness.

Yesterday, I read Rob's latest blog. I felt very inspired, and so decided to write some thoughtful words myself, though on a slightly different subject. Here we go. Seatbelts, Kids!

As you may already know, I am sick of corrupt politics and of greed and a lust for power being the driving forces of government. As much as I do respect people in positions of authority over me, I by no means agree with the way that they carry out their duties or with the decisions they make a lot of the time. I can get positively riled over it all, though you won't see or hear me shouting down the next person over it. That is what blogging is for. As much as running away and hiding from the world seems appealing to me at times, I really want to have an impact on the world. I need to have an impact. If I chose to run away, I'm pretty sure that I'd die of boredom and uselessness. Because of this, I'm not quitting living society anytime soon. I have a feeling that the situation will only get worse, even if it does appear to look up temporarily. Sorry to sound so pessimistic, but that's my view. Politics is corrupt; has been for millenia (I give you the Pharohs, Persia, Greece and Rome to name a few) and I can't see it becomming wonderfull all of a sudden. Not now, anyway. Maybe one day. We can hope.

Random question for the week: why do people have an in-built sense of right and wrong, justice and injustice?

Oh, and you have to see this video, followed by this one. Good ol' New Zealand. you have to love it.

I have become tired of explaining the following smiley:

^^

Therefore, I have made a picture to hopefully illustrate what it means. If that doesn't help, I shall try to explain with my awesomely eloquent typin' skillz, yo.

Anyway. " ^^ " is an expression of a positive feeling. It can mean smiling and laughter, though by no means ever in a nasty way. " ^^ " is a friendly, happy face. Not birds.

I think that should do it.

Well I think I'm done now. Until next time....

Love, Elise
xoxo

This one's for Aaron.

see more dog pictures

Plans, Hair, Party, Praise.

Hello there.

Time for more random rambling.

Firstly, I'm on holidays now! It's cold but I don't mind, as long as I'm not cold myself. I have lots of plans for these holidays. They are as follows:

1. Overcome writer's block.
   
2. Finish English - Applications and Oral Transcripts
3. Finish two Art Investigative studies
4. Write at least one TLL article
5. Write some more poetry
6. Take lots of good photos
7. Make more Man in a Box comics
8. Write more songs
9. Finish arranging previously written songs
10. Write more on my stories.

Sure I'll be able to do all of that in three weeks. No sweat about it. Yep, no problems at all...I think it's a good thing I like writing! Any suggestions for getting rid of said bout of writer's block?

I got a haircut! I had about 8 inches cut off. My hair is still classed as long, though. It looks good, and I am pleased. Mind you, I nearly cried as I sat down in the hairdresser's chair. My mum's friend cut it for me and it looks pretty good.

Last night I went to my friend Quinten's 18th birthday and it was fun. I managed to take two photos before my camera went flat. Maybe that was a good thing though, because I found that I had a lot more fun when I wasn't worrying about taking good pictures. So anyway, it was a themed party, the theme being Rockstars. I went as Melissa Brock, who is pretty awesome; she's backing vocals and a guitarist a band called Superchic[k]. Their music lately has been great. If you have fairly broad music taste and like music with a bit of a message, then I'm pretty sure you'll like these guys and girls. They're sort of a pop/rock/alternative mix. Sounds kind of weird to put pop and alternative in the same line, but it's true. I suppose their music is aimed slightly more at girls than guys, but it's still worth the listen. Check out their song, "Stand in the Rain" if you want to hear some of their music.

In other news, I'm pretty much sick of the whole relationship drama thing. I'm also
sick of constantly watching out for "Mr Right," to use a generic and
over-said term. He can flipping well come and find me. I don't want a
fluffy short-term relationship, either. I want real love. So, I have
quit looking. It hurts too much. I'm going to enjoy my singleness, and
then enjoy Mr Perfect Awesomeness when he comes along a whole lot more
than I did being single.

So, lately I have been thinking about something a friend of mine asked me. The question was, "If God is so good and perfect, why does he need to be worshipped?" My answer is fairly simple. Think of a loving dad who looks after his kids and cares for them absolutely unconditionally, even when they do stupid things and disobey him. How great do you think he feels every time his kids say, "Hey, dad. I love you. Thanks for looking after me and loving me no matter what. I know I mess up and I'm sorry. I reckon you're awesome." and then the kids reach for him and give him a massive hug. The dad's heart swells with pride and love as he thinks, "This is definitely worth the pain. I love my kids so much." That's what worship is like. It's God's "children," the people who love him and believe in him, thanking him for loving them through all their imperfections, and asking for strength to carry on. God's heart, just like a father's heart, swells with pride and love. It's the most awesome thing that we mean so much to him. </apologetics>

So there you have it. Oh! One more thing: My basketball team won the Grand Final! The trophy looks like a Bailey's glass or something. I'm so happy! YAY!! CHALLENGERS PWN * !!

That's it, I think.

Stay safe!!

Love, Elise
xoxo

Attitude about the Formal.

Rant time. Read no further if you have no desire to hear the woes of a slightly strange teenage girl.

I'd rather go to my school formal by myself than with Scary Mc 70s-Sideburns.

If I'm going to the formal with someone, I want it to be a friend. Not some slightly creepy guy that I feel sorry for and know nothing about except that he got hit by a moving vehicle in a church car park once. For all I know he may be a nice person, but his constant staring is really disconcerting. Another problem with going to the formal with a friend is that all my closer male friends either have girlfriends or live overseas. This is the thing about being a girl. You can't just ask a guy to your formal: it's their job. Besides, I'm a chicken so even if girls did ask guys to things like this, I'd end up going by myself anyway. It's kind of depressing for me: the only person who would take me to the formal is the creepy guy who sits in the corner breathing heavily. I feel sorry for the guy though. It's highly unlikely that he'll get a date for the formal. I would go with him but I don't know if I could sacrifice my sanity like that. The person drives me up the wall. I even tried being friends with him several times. And he just behaved like an idiot right back at me. So I hit him over the head with my diary. (That was in year 9, by the way.) I honestly have no idea why he'd ask me. Now that I think about it, it may just be a vicious rumour designed to turn me into a really nasty person or a doormat with no self respect. I want to have fun at my formal! I want to be beautiful and have a nice, long, swishy dress and laugh and talk with my friends and take photos. Is that too much to ask? Am I being nasty in not wanting to go with fuzzy-sideburns-kind-of-scary guy?

I'd appreciate your thoughts on this.

Love, Elise
xoxo

Empty Words, Broadband and Dell

Here's a smorgasbord of unrelated topic-mixing for you.

This is something I often find myself doing, and I'm rather ashamed of it. I have a horrible habit of filling the air with (often meaningless) words. When there's meaning, I suppose it's not so bad. The problem is really when I ramble on about nothing in particular, or worse, about everything that comes to mind, every second.

I have a friend who has taught me to think about what I say before I say it, though I do not know if he himself knows he has. To him, I'm exceedingly grateful, because (hopefully), I sound less of an airhead than I did a year ago. I think it's because he points out when I say stupid, ignorant, un-thought-about,empty words. He never does it in a spiteful or nasty manner, either, nor in a way that would embarrass. This friend is a massive blessing, and I'm glad I have had the chance to get to know him a little more over the last year or so. So to my friend, thank you, I really appreciate this invaluable ( and perhaps subconscious) lesson.

In other news, I am informed that I am too cynical and sarcastic for my own good. Thus, I have decided to go on a cynicism diet (as in, cutting down). Here's hoping it works. For the record, I am only sometime cynical. When I am, the quips come thick and fast and I think my family gets sick of it.

Also I have been sick, have a nose not unlike a tap and currently go between sounding like a frog and not having any voice at all. I spent pretty much the whole long weekend bed-ridden, and got up for school today. Hurray for Codral! I got some more of my painting done today.

I also found my most favourite beanie!

Some of my friends on the teenLUG IRC channel have been teaching me about Chavs. I tried talking like a Chav today. It was fun, but I couldn't do it: I kept sounding Jamaican. Mon.

A certain member of the household *cough-MY-SISTER-cough* used up our entire monthly bandwidth allowance within 21 days, watching sailor moon on YouTube. The family was not happy, Jan. [the link explains this widely used Australian phrase.] Then, at the end of our contract with them, our internet provider Optus started screwing around with our plan and payments and eventually decided on offering us an oh-so-generous 2GB (including uploads) plan for 15c per MB. This totalled to $300 a month. Dad was so annoyed that he momentarily forgot it was Bec's fault we were on speeds slower than dialup. And so was everyone else. Therefore, on the 11th of June, tomorrow I believe, we switch over to super speedy broadband with Internode. They are (so far) a lot nicer to deal with. Yay for Internode!



I used to say "I want an Eee" several times a week. Probably daily. However, no more! Since i found out that Xandros did a deal with the devil Microsoft, and also since I discovered Dell's new Mini-Note, my tune has changed. I want a Dell! The Inspiron Mini (that's the proposed name) is, so far as we all know, even more awesomely awesome than the Eee PC. It has a larger screen, more memory, runs Ubuntu instead of Xandros and has all the trimmings of the Eee (webcam, speakers, usb ports, etc) while looking less like a toy (though I do like the chunky, no-nonsense, slightly awesome look of the Eee). Don't get me wrong, I still love the Eee. I just love the Inspiron thingy more, now. All that said, I would prefer either to the Mac Air. Yay Linux! I feel an Eee-Dell comparison blog coming on. Maybe later when we have more information about the Dell and I can actually look at one for myself. I might hunt up some details after I've posted this, in fact.

Anyway, I would say that this is long enough for now. I don't want my blog to start filling up with empty, meaniless words.

That would be boring.

Love, Elise
xoxo

Feeling Inadequate?

Okay, I am feeling right now that my blog is grossly inadequate in comparison to the standards of the blog world. Why? Let me explain. I may even use dot points. Or not.

Firstly. I have being reading other people's blogs. Though mine is (usually) written in coherent English, it does not seem nearly so awe-inspiring as others which I have read. I have friends with blogs who are a good example. Their blogs are pretty amazing: precise, succinct, and brilliantly articulated! Then, we look at my second entry, written at some unearthly time of day and published at a saner hour to make it look like the internet is not my life. (Which it isn't.) All those inadequate feelings come rushing in. It's not just in blogging where these feelings can come from. Whether I am painting, drawing, singing, speaking to someone, baking a cake, reading out loud, changing a light bulb, lifting a box or cutting foam for TAFE, I get that inadequate feeling. It happens particularly when there are people around with which to compare myself with, or when there are people around who will compare me to others. And it leaves me wishing I could do better. So I try. From that observation I cultivated this thought: feelings of inadequacy are human nature. Through this feeling, one of two things can occur. Make that three.

ONE: We can sit on our backsides, wallowing in self-pity.

TWO: We can accept our limits and work with them.

THREE: We can work harder, develop our skills and abilities, and reach our full potential.

I, personally, am a fan of number three. So I will work on my writing skills! I will develop my blogging abilities! Then, my blog will reach its full potential. And I will be pleased.

I suppose feeling inadequate is not really such a bad thing, if it prompts you to aim higher and become better. Though inadequacy is a painful feeling, it drives us to reach levels we would not have even attempted without it.

Having said this, one should not change one's character because they don't fit in or conform with society. By all means, have a shower and look after your cat and be nice to your little sister. But don't think that you're not good enough because you don't wear Christian Dior perfume or own DKNY jeans. Believe me, trying to fit in is more painful than being yourself. And being yourself is so much more fun!

Like always...

Love, Elise :)
xoxo

Japan woman lived in man's closet

A woman has been arrested in Japan for sneaking into a man's house and living in his closet without him knowing.And I had to tell you.

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Heroes and Villains...and Compiz and Podcasts.

I went to see Les Miserables this last Thursday! It was awesome! If you ever get the chance, go see it! I do, however, strongly recommend reading the book, first. It's an awesome story, and every time I've read it (and also now seen it!) it reminds me of how God's got everything planned out for us.

I also saw Iron Man at the Drive-Ins last Friday. It was a lot of fun, but I got randomly cold and commandeered a blanket formerly used by a couple sitting next to me (they had, for some strange reason *cough* gotten out of the car). The movie was awesome. The music was awesome. the effects were awesome! Seriously, I cannot find a stronger way to say how much I enjoyed it! It was so exciting! Mind you, I wouldn't take my little sister to see it...

I realised the other day that I have nice cheekbones. mind you I didn't notice until someone pointed it out to me. I was really happy, because one of the things I always admired in other people was defined cheekbones. As well as a defined jawline. It looks kind of hero-like. You know, I have never seen a picture of a hero without defined features like that. Usually the slightly classical baddies are more lumpy. Look at Darth Sidious and Frank Burns. Lumpy and chinless, the both of them. One massive contradiction, though, is Dick Dastardly from The Perils of Penelope Pitstop. In case you haven't guessed, that's the Dastardly one on the left there, himself. His chin is exaggerated over and above the call of duty. Maybe that's why he's a bad guy...his chin was too big so Hero Academy ditched him. Now he's after revenge, in the form of tying pink-loving cartoon blondes with over-the-top accents to rail tracks.

On another note, Compiz is awesome. I love it. In case you're wondering what compiz is, look here. There's information on it here too.

I'm listening to a podcast [discovered by my dad, who said I'd probably like it]. It's a teen linux one. It's really hard to concentrate on what I'm writing, so don't mind me if the rest of this entry makes no sense. It's a really odd-yet-awesome one...though it is technically a Linux one, but they've so far spent 40 minutes roleplaying and insulting each other. It's pretty funny. If they went to my school I'd have added a quarter of the stuff they've said to the quotes page. It's that kind of funny.

Anywho.

I think it's time to look at work again.

Or sleep.

Goodnight, sardines.

SUPERb.

Here's an interview with Melissa Brock of Superchic[k]

I'm going to an 18th Birthday party with the theme "Rockstars," And I want to go as Melissa Brock. She's pretty awesome :)

Love, Elise
xoxo

Tuki-Tuki?

I had to post this!

This is one of my favourite movies of all time. The clip below is from one of my most favourite scenes...I hope you enjoy it too. :D

Here's the link! Go watch it ;)

I think I love this movie because it's ridiculously funny and just plain sweet. I love how Lyle gets paid back in the end, too. Very fitting, I think...

Time for me to do some work.

Happy surfing!

Love, Elise
xoxo

Hoooold on Tiiiight....to your dreams! mmm yeah! [a confesion]

Hello!

The soul purpose of this blog is for me to confess something to the world in general. here it goes.

*ahem*

I. Am. A. Nerd. Sort of.

I have accepted the fact! I'm no longer in denial! I realised this listening to ELO while drinking tea, wearing my glasses and reading some random article on OpenSource software. So now you know. Do you no longer love me? Does my nerdiness offend you and make you want to no longer sociallise with me? Are you going to ask me for homework help more often? Is your view of me forever changed?

No?

I'm glad you still love me. I knew I could count on you.

Yes?

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yeah, take that. But I still love you anyway.

XD

Hooray for glasses!

I'm proud of my new-found nerdishness.

Well, I shall return now to my ELO, tea and homework. With my glasses on. My awesomely cool glasses.

Love, Elise.
xoxo


PS:

REMEMBER: Nerds = awesomely cool.
Dorks and geeks are two entirely different (and less awesome) bunches.

The Joys of Addons, Glasses and TV

Hello!

Firstly, I have my glasses! Everything looks amazingly clear and...and...well, let me put it this way. think about a imperfectly tuned, slightly fuzzy analogue television. Now think about a giant plasma on a crystal clear High Definition channel. It's great! It's amazing! I've always been able to read, but now I have far less headaches, and measuring for TAFE and my art have all improved. I'm stoked!

Also. I upgraded to Ubuntu Hardy Herron. It's pretty cool. In fact, it's awesome!! I have scribeFire working with blogger through FireFox, which is also awesome. I love it!

I was just watching this thing about the Most Hated Family in America.They're pretty much a text-book cult. I can't believe it. They've taken an ounce of truth and torn it to shreds, twisted and warped it and made it completely unrecognisable and ...anti-everything that Christianity is founded upon (being God's love, mercy and grace). There's never a mention of Jesus. They're driving people away. Homosexuality may be a sin, but does God say "Thou shalt cast fire and brimstone upon thine sinful neighbour?" No! Au contraire. He says, "Love your neighbour as yourself." It's up to God to bring change to someone's heart: no matter how much we want to, we can't. The only thing we can do is live by grace and love and be like a light in the darkness. God's rules were set down to keep us healthy on the outside and pure and clean on the inside. If everyone followed the rules, it would be a much happier world. Leiderlich, this is not the case.

Anyway, back on topic. I feel sorry for the kids in that family who have grown up in that very closed-in society with that one opinion pummelled into them every day. Some people may say the same about me. However, I have made my decision on what I believe out of personal experience, as well as some study. I listen to other people's opinions and don't instantly trash them if they're different to mine. You can learn so much from listening to other people, as well sa gain a better understanding of the world you live in. One more thing that needs to be clear: you don't inherit a relationship with Jesus, you make it yourself.

Well, I need sleep. It's late-ish. All this bossing about of blog readers has made me tired.

Love, Elise
xoxo

Postponed

It seems that I am not to have my glasses, yet.

Tomorrow.

Hopefully...

Slackness and Toves.

FIRSTLY:
I get my glasses tomorrow! WOOHOO!
I'll get the slightly less important things out of the way, next:
I finally posted my Oscillating Fan poem on DeviantArt. Hooray!
Some people are still nagging me *ahem* i mean...inquiring on some photos that I recently took. They will be uploaded. Eventually. Along with all the other work that I've been doing over the last, oh, two years... Be warned, you may be waiting until I have finished year 12 to see them! Who knew there was so much work in doing tertiary and secondary studies at the same time?!

Anyway. down to more important things. I am now going to attempt a blog on the subject of slackness, Horatio's Encyclopedia of Unknown Things-style. (don't bother Googling that encyclopedia, it's a part of a series of stories and nonsense writing pieces I'm working on...)

Anyway.

Slackness, v.
The act of sitting on one's posterior, watching cartoons when one has three hours of math homework to complete. Slackness can be terminated by the appearance of one's mother, bearing tidings of a week of no dessert if said homework is not completed. This negative termination has slightly inferior power to that of positive termination, also known as bribing.

Horatio looked up from his scrawlings in his recently formed encyclopedia. Something was prodding him in the side. That something was the big, bright, hairy thing known as a Tove. "Horry, I'm bored." The poking continued.
"Well poking me in the ribs is only going to make me grumpy."
"But Horry, you're always grumpy."
"I am not!" Horatio protested. It was moments like these that he wished there was some sort of mute button for that Tove. This was because Horatio knew that the Tove was 100% correct: he had been very grumpy of late. He mumbled some nasty things about teachers who gave no care for the sanity of their students, and piled the homework on like bricks.
Horatio had to do something other than write for his teachers, otherwise he was going to go crazy! He had had enough of the monotonous task of completing basic algebra problems, followed by analysing dull poetry by unimportant authors. Oh, to be allowed to read the work of Lewis Carroll in class! But no, his teachers would hear nothing of fun and nonsense in their classes. Horatio was snapped out of his musings by the Tove, who had started poking him in the ribs again.
"I'm hungry," it announced.
"You're always hungry." Suddenly, the boy was struck with an ingenious way for himself to 'de-boredify' himself, as the Tove so very eloquently put it. Yes, his plan was brilliant, mind-stretching and entertaining. And it was going to help him with his English homework, too.
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OOOH! I just started a new story! It's going to be brilliant!

Just so you know, I am perfectly aware of the literal translation of Carroll's Jaberwocky, I merely wanted to have some fun with word meanings myself. I recently read a sci-fi story where omlettes were a mode of transportation, and not edible. Also, they could talk. So can't a Tove be a big, blue, hairy thing instead of a badger? I thought that it was perfectly reasonable, myself.

I shall refine the above story beginning, make a plot outline, finish it and DA it! Maybe. If you are reading this, you most likely know me and therefore are familiar with my track-record concerning such things.

Take care,
<3 Elise
xoxo

"I can see clearly now.."

This is my first ever Blogger Blog.
So, hello!

I figure that the best time to start afresh with a blog was when something changes in your life. After all a blog which starts with "Um, hello. My name Is Aluicious Montflormony and this is my blog...that is all" does not look particularly exciting or interesting. Unless you really are called Aluicious Montflormony, which is pretty cool. Blogs should start with births, deaths, marriages, finishing school, starting school. That kind of thing...milestones in one's life. Well, what is my milestone?

It's too late to say that it's my final year of school, as that started about three months ago, now. Turning 18 is still several months away, so it's not that either. Oh, I might as well tell you now...I'm getting glasses! I'm very excited because my worldview is (quite literally) about to change dramatically. I will hopefully have them by this coming Tuesday.

When I tried those lenses on and looked around the optometrist's room, I couldn't believe it. It was like the transition from analogue TV to High Definition (a transition which I am going to understand a whole lot more, now that I will be able to see things clearer). My mum says that the easiest way to clean the house for her is to take her glasses off. That way, she doesn't see the crumbs and dust on the kitchen floor or the cobwebs in the corner of the carport. She still knows they're there, though, and it bothers her, so she puts her glasses back on and cleans.

Pondering this me sent me into deep and meaningful territory: thinking about how it is that once you put glasses on, the way you see the world is changed forever. When you're not wearing glasses, you know that the way you are seeing things is distorted. When you put them on again, you can see things sharper; you can see the distinct and clear difference between one thing and another - much clearer than you used to. Like in life. When you learn something new, or when you discover a new life-changing truth, for instance, you see every aspect of your life a whole lot clearer. You can see what is right with it and wrong with it, and if you take the glasses off, you still know that there's crumbs all over your floor and cobwebs in the corner. /d&m

Getting glasses may not seem like a big milestone to some people. However, the day that I see the world clearly for the first time seems like a rather large milestone to me. In case you didn't know, I am very excited.

I'll post a picture of me in my awesome glasses as soon as I get them. Hopefully. In the meantime, here is a picture of me (glasses-less) with two very awesome people.

I think that that's about it. Have a good week, peoples.

Love, Elise
xoxo