G'day.
This really is depressing. I am blogging at 12:30. In November. I obviously have no friends.
Ah, well, you see, that is slightly true.
There is not really a reason for this post, except to say that BLOODY DAYLIGHT SAVING IS COMPLETELY UNNATURAL AND SHOULD NEVER BE USED AGAIN!
Ahhhh.. A good cybershout always cheers me up.
Seriously, our city gets the second-most sunlight in the whole of Aus. We really don't need any more than 7.5 hours a day.
People should not be going to bed when it is still light out. It isn't normal.
Now that my rant is out of the way, I should leave, before my mother returns from her shopping trip and finds out I've been using my sister's account to post this. Eep.
Although, she REALLY needs to change her password.
Cya!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Vegetarianism
LUNG DISSECTIONS! That was it.
So, yesterday we were doing lung dissections. Super fun.
And all my friends were saying oooh, you're vegetarian, aren't you against this kind of thing? NO.
Look, just cause I'm vegetarian doesn't mean that no one will ever eat meat. Animals are always going to be killed for food, and I might as well use the bits people can't eat to further my education. Really, I'm all for dissection.
But I would like to say that eating meat really is wrong for me.
Did you know that if you are vegetarian, you will save over 850 animals from a cruel, painful death in your lifetime?
Eating meat is a lot of unnecessary death that could be avoided, if everyone was veggie.
And no, I have no deficiencies that I know of, although I do take iron tablets.
So, I gotta go.
Shoutouts to Jess, Mikkles, Jessdog, Maze, Roze, Sab, Chris, Lindy and Barnaby, my best park buddies!
So, yesterday we were doing lung dissections. Super fun.
And all my friends were saying oooh, you're vegetarian, aren't you against this kind of thing? NO.
Look, just cause I'm vegetarian doesn't mean that no one will ever eat meat. Animals are always going to be killed for food, and I might as well use the bits people can't eat to further my education. Really, I'm all for dissection.
But I would like to say that eating meat really is wrong for me.
Did you know that if you are vegetarian, you will save over 850 animals from a cruel, painful death in your lifetime?
Eating meat is a lot of unnecessary death that could be avoided, if everyone was veggie.
And no, I have no deficiencies that I know of, although I do take iron tablets.
So, I gotta go.
Shoutouts to Jess, Mikkles, Jessdog, Maze, Roze, Sab, Chris, Lindy and Barnaby, my best park buddies!
Hmmm...
There was something that I was going to write about..... but oh my god I forgot it.
Look, OK, I will think of something eventually.
Also, the reason that I haven't been updating is because I was banned from using the computer. Yes, I am only a child. I am fourteen years old. Ha ha ha.
Apparently, I was "downlogging" music from the Internet. If I knew what downlogging was, then maybe I'd be sorry...
Today in Geography class, we had to colour in a WHOLE map of Aus, with colour pencils/textas/hiliters. And if you can't tell what a hiliter is, then say it out loud, with loooooooong iiiiiiii sounds. A texta is like a marker. I just thought I'd share. How kind am I?
Well, sorry for the short (ish) post.
By the way, just in case you were wondering, now it's COLD! In frickin' November! The max temperature today was apparently only 21 degrees, and believe me, over here that is FREEZING.
Well, I must go, I have to take the demon dog for a walk. More about that later.
A Bientot!
Look, OK, I will think of something eventually.
Also, the reason that I haven't been updating is because I was banned from using the computer. Yes, I am only a child. I am fourteen years old. Ha ha ha.
Apparently, I was "downlogging" music from the Internet. If I knew what downlogging was, then maybe I'd be sorry...
Today in Geography class, we had to colour in a WHOLE map of Aus, with colour pencils/textas/hiliters. And if you can't tell what a hiliter is, then say it out loud, with loooooooong iiiiiiii sounds. A texta is like a marker. I just thought I'd share. How kind am I?
Well, sorry for the short (ish) post.
By the way, just in case you were wondering, now it's COLD! In frickin' November! The max temperature today was apparently only 21 degrees, and believe me, over here that is FREEZING.
Well, I must go, I have to take the demon dog for a walk. More about that later.
A Bientot!
Friday, October 24, 2008
ChemgeophiloBORIS, and also the golden ratio
Arvo, my friends.
I don't really have anything interesting to say...
I did a chemistry test today, what fun.
We were all insane in geography class, that was fun. Oh, poor Mr Kelley. He told us he'd throw our tests down the stairs and grade them as to how they fell (Top of stairs- A, Bottom- D) Oh, dear.
Today at recess, we did golden ratios with our faces. You are mathematically beautiful if the measurement from the top of your head to your chin divided by the measurement across your face comes to about 1.618034. I got 1.66667. Cool, huh? Try it out sometime. For the record, the closest any of us got was 1.58, which was my friend Rachel.
So, I don't have much else to say. We discussed the UN and the war on Iraq in philosophy.
We had the five decision-makers...
Ching, Lance, Jaques, Nigel, and... Boris.
Chinese, American, French, British, and Russian.
No offense to any of those countries. I love you all.
We did, however, find Boris absolutely hilarious.
One last note:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FUZZY!
It was her birthday on Wednesday. She hates acknowledgement on her birthday. We had to do a test. Ha.
Scrubs wisdom:
Carla: Elliot, you know how they say, 'No one will ever love you until you learn to love yourself?'
Elliot: My mother just used to say, 'No one will ever love you...'
Aww...
Au revoir, mes enfants.
I don't really have anything interesting to say...
I did a chemistry test today, what fun.
We were all insane in geography class, that was fun. Oh, poor Mr Kelley. He told us he'd throw our tests down the stairs and grade them as to how they fell (Top of stairs- A, Bottom- D) Oh, dear.
Today at recess, we did golden ratios with our faces. You are mathematically beautiful if the measurement from the top of your head to your chin divided by the measurement across your face comes to about 1.618034. I got 1.66667. Cool, huh? Try it out sometime. For the record, the closest any of us got was 1.58, which was my friend Rachel.
So, I don't have much else to say. We discussed the UN and the war on Iraq in philosophy.
We had the five decision-makers...
Ching, Lance, Jaques, Nigel, and... Boris.
Chinese, American, French, British, and Russian.
No offense to any of those countries. I love you all.
We did, however, find Boris absolutely hilarious.
One last note:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY FUZZY!
It was her birthday on Wednesday. She hates acknowledgement on her birthday. We had to do a test. Ha.
Scrubs wisdom:
Carla: Elliot, you know how they say, 'No one will ever love you until you learn to love yourself?'
Elliot: My mother just used to say, 'No one will ever love you...'
Aww...
Au revoir, mes enfants.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Rom, Jul and Degrees Celsius (Il fait très, très chaud)
Hello again!
Finally, my friend Catie has returned! Now everyone can ask HER questions in French class! Hourra! C'est bien, n'est-ce pas? Ah well, I don't really mind.
I am very excited, however, for the end of the school year! And yes, I know that sounds a bit odd for all you American types, but you see, over here in sunny Australia, it is almost summer. See, our school year ends at the end of the actual year, which I think makes SO much more sense. Oh summer holiday, where art thou?
Interesting tidbit (I know what a bit is, but what's a tid... Sorry, Scrubs). Anyway, interesting tidbit, the line in Romeo and Juliet "Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo etc etc," actually means "Romeo , Romeo, why are you Romeo?" You know, like why are you a Montague, because now I can't marry you, cry cry cry, commit suicide.
Anyway, today during lunch, my friend and I were in the library, because it was about a million and two degrees outside. And she and I were sending emails to each other, even though we were sitting next to each other (I know, youth, what are we going to do about the terrible, terrible youth?) and she said to me If i were a man, I WOULD TURN GAY AFTER SEEING THE LIKES OF YOUUUUU!!! (that is quoted directly from the email, I would always use a capital I)
Do you see what I must live with????
Nah, but I love Stelly.
And it really WAS hot today. It was. THIRTY-FIVE frickin' degrees! Celsius, that is. In Farenheit, that's, what, one degree? It never gets that cold here. Thank God.
Well, this has been a rather long post (for me, anyway), and I have homework to do. Yay African Rainforests!
Au revoir, mes cheres.
Finally, my friend Catie has returned! Now everyone can ask HER questions in French class! Hourra! C'est bien, n'est-ce pas? Ah well, I don't really mind.
I am very excited, however, for the end of the school year! And yes, I know that sounds a bit odd for all you American types, but you see, over here in sunny Australia, it is almost summer. See, our school year ends at the end of the actual year, which I think makes SO much more sense. Oh summer holiday, where art thou?
Interesting tidbit (I know what a bit is, but what's a tid... Sorry, Scrubs). Anyway, interesting tidbit, the line in Romeo and Juliet "Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo etc etc," actually means "Romeo , Romeo, why are you Romeo?" You know, like why are you a Montague, because now I can't marry you, cry cry cry, commit suicide.
Anyway, today during lunch, my friend and I were in the library, because it was about a million and two degrees outside. And she and I were sending emails to each other, even though we were sitting next to each other (I know, youth, what are we going to do about the terrible, terrible youth?) and she said to me If i were a man, I WOULD TURN GAY AFTER SEEING THE LIKES OF YOUUUUU!!! (that is quoted directly from the email, I would always use a capital I)
Do you see what I must live with????
Nah, but I love Stelly.
And it really WAS hot today. It was. THIRTY-FIVE frickin' degrees! Celsius, that is. In Farenheit, that's, what, one degree? It never gets that cold here. Thank God.
Well, this has been a rather long post (for me, anyway), and I have homework to do. Yay African Rainforests!
Au revoir, mes cheres.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
La premiere poste
Hello, anyone who may be reading this thing. I don't really get the concept of this, so i will kinda use this as a diary... type... thingy. I apologise in advance for my rambling and if i ever use Aussie words that any of you Americans might not get.
I just want to give you one piece of advice... never trust green utes (do you call them that in America?). Ever. They will inevitably contain MIDGET-BOGANS.
Yes. Midget-bogans. They DO exist.
Okay, so, here's the story. I don't care if you don't want to hear it, because this blog is not interactive.
So me and my family (Dad, Mum, Luce, Doze) were driving back from our friends' farm. We had been there with our very good friends THE MURRAYS. If you have ever met me you will no doubt know who these lovely people are, but if you haven't, I am sorry, for you will not get the fantastic joke that is the Murrays' name said/typed with great emphasis.
Anyhow... we were driving back on some stretch of country road (for those of you who are from WA, i think it was after Williams and after that poor shell of a Gull station, but that's irrelevant). We see a green ute in front of us. Okay. We see an overtaking lane. Okay. The green ute suddenly zooms past us at about 140 kays an hour. Umm, odd. After the overtaking lane, the green ute slows down to about 70km/h. Also, odd. We look to see if there is a man or a woman driving, and we can't see anyone! We manage to get past them at the next overtaking lane, and see these two incredibly short women in the driver and passenger seats. Oh dear, dear, dear. Big green V8 ute with license plat TOY 69... B O G A N.
So the little Kluger that turned off at Jarrahdale and never saw the big bad ute again. And that was the story of the little Kluger that could.
Little bit of Scrubs wisdom: Never play Operation against a surgeon for money.
Au revoir, mes amis!
I just want to give you one piece of advice... never trust green utes (do you call them that in America?). Ever. They will inevitably contain MIDGET-BOGANS.
Yes. Midget-bogans. They DO exist.
Okay, so, here's the story. I don't care if you don't want to hear it, because this blog is not interactive.
So me and my family (Dad, Mum, Luce, Doze) were driving back from our friends' farm. We had been there with our very good friends THE MURRAYS. If you have ever met me you will no doubt know who these lovely people are, but if you haven't, I am sorry, for you will not get the fantastic joke that is the Murrays' name said/typed with great emphasis.
Anyhow... we were driving back on some stretch of country road (for those of you who are from WA, i think it was after Williams and after that poor shell of a Gull station, but that's irrelevant). We see a green ute in front of us. Okay. We see an overtaking lane. Okay. The green ute suddenly zooms past us at about 140 kays an hour. Umm, odd. After the overtaking lane, the green ute slows down to about 70km/h. Also, odd. We look to see if there is a man or a woman driving, and we can't see anyone! We manage to get past them at the next overtaking lane, and see these two incredibly short women in the driver and passenger seats. Oh dear, dear, dear. Big green V8 ute with license plat TOY 69... B O G A N.
So the little Kluger that turned off at Jarrahdale and never saw the big bad ute again. And that was the story of the little Kluger that could.
Little bit of Scrubs wisdom: Never play Operation against a surgeon for money.
Au revoir, mes amis!
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