cornflake's third blog - attempt one

1,200,000 people worldwide were diagnosed with cancer last year. over 100,000 cases are/were australians. it is the leading cause of death in australia, with 37,500 patients succumbing every year.3 australian children die of cancer each week. 1 in 3 men and 1 in 4 women over 75 will develop a form of cancer. 82,000 australians will be diagnosed this year.

on march 28th and 29th this year, the relay for life is being held at perry lakes stadium. there are 8 further relays around w.a. throughout the year and in all the states and territories.

it's a 24 hour relay beginning at 3pm on the saturday afternoon and finishing on the sunday. the participants are in teams of family, friends, work colleagues, school peers or neighbourhoods. some dress up, some treat it solemnly, everyone does their part. it's a fundraiser for the cancer council, who provide care for cancer patients and their families, research into a cure and support canteen, an organisation for young people directly affected by cancer.

it's short notice, but it truly is a worthy cause. if you can put a team together and raise some money, please do. if you can't, please find a friend who is taking part and make a donation. every australian will be affected by cancer at some point in their life, through a family member or friend.

see you there.

for information, visit http://relayforlife.org.au

and just to end on a happy note, in the last 20 years, survival rates for selected cancers have increased by 30%

visions of an evil angel

has anyone heard the song evil angel by breaking benjamin??? it is a fucking awsome song. i only really listened to it the other day, and it is now one of my favourite songs. here are the lyrics:

hold it together, birds of a feather,

nothing but lies and crooked wings

i have the answer, spreading the cancer,

you are the faith inside of me.

no, dont, leave me to die here, help me survive here

alone, dont, surrender, surrender,

put me to sleep, evil angel

open your wings, evil angel

im a believer, nothing could be worse,

all these imaginary friends

hiding betrayal, driving the nail,

hoping to find a savior

no, dont, leave me to die here, help me survive here

alone, dont, surrender, surrender,

put me to sleep, evil angel

open your wings, evil angel

fly over me, evil angel

why cant i breath, evil angel?

put me to sleep, evil angel

open your wings, evil angel

fly over me, evil angel

why cant i breath, evil angel?

awsome song. you might not think so by the lyrics, but its actually really beautiful. 

anyway, yesterday was australia day. went round jethro's place. twas awsome. im about to hit a down from all the coke i'v drunk. not as bad as drinking 20 v's in one day, then washing it all down with 7 beers. moving on, i went to sleep o jehro's doormat at about 4 am. before i went to sleep though, i wanted to listen to some music. guess what song i was listening to???

so there i was, lying on the doormat, listening to breaking benjamin, and about the time it got to the second verse, and all these images started running through my head. you know how sometimes you'll be listening to a song and it will make you think of certain things??? well it was like that, only it was a string of random images. i was still awake at the time, cause i could hear the music and i knew what part of the song it was up to. but it wasnt something i was controlling as it was going through my head. just kept going and going.

well, about the time it got to the second verse, this image of really bright light came into my mind. like, blindingly white light. it kinda burnt my eyes. only it was in my brain, so it couldnt have hurt my eyes. it hurt my minds eye. then an image of this white figure came up, and it had 6 wings, and it was like it was made of light. even brighter than just the light. then during the bridge of the song, i saw myself as an angel. i had 2 wings, and they were big and had long, fluffy white feathers. and i looked really sad for some reason. second chorus i was kinda just standing there with all this light behind me, and i was staring off into the distance, hell dramatic like.  

guitar solo: me flying on my wings through the clouds. fricking awsome. i'd love to be able to fly. first line of the chorus, me flying over the area near were me and al my friends live. second line, me descending to earht, and my wings are all billowy and im shining light. third line of chorus, im hanging over the bed of a person who shall remain nameless. im trying to give them good dreams i think, or just watching over them. im all transparent and their sleeping peacefully. fourth line of chorus, person is falling into my arms and hugging me, i hug them back, and my wings fold over us both. then as the song ends it goes back to the light, then the song ends and all the images are playing in my head. 

it was really weird. but awsome. cant really explain what it was all about. dont really want to. well it was fun while it lasted. i have since finalised a new belief iv been thinking about for some time now. well i believe in angels and demons. angels are supposed to be pure good, and demons are supposed to be pure evil. i personally believe there are exceptions to this rule, and that not all angels are good and not all demons are bad. but anyway, they are both supposed to be the different ends of the extremes known as good and bad. humans fit somewhere in between. they have the capability to do both, where as demons are supposed to be unable to do good, and vice versa with angels. therefore i have come to the conclusion that each human is a reincarnated fusion of the souls of an angel and a demon. i believe i have the souls of a demon of rage and an angel of sorrow. why, you may ask??? because those are the emotions i feel the most in my day to day activities, and they are the strongest i feel most of the time. anger is my greatest strength, and sorrow is my greatest weakness.

makes sense, doesnt it??? well it probably doesnt. iv hit my down from the coke, and im sleepy as shit. till next time, south park rules.

as i was sitting in the bathtub

tonight i was sitting in the bathtub reading. dont ask me why. random impulse. anyway after a bit i noticed something i have never noticed before. the tiles that make up the walls around my bathroom seem to have a completely random scrawl of colours on them. i was having a staring contest with one when i noticed something bizzare and kinda creepy: the patterns seemed to form in the shape of a face. i stared at it for quite some time. it stared back for quite some time. it wasnt exactly a life like rendition of a face, but everything was there: two eyes, distinct nose, round head, and most disturbingly a mouth that seemed to be open in a scream.

i thought this was rather scary. my wall was screaming silently at me. i thought to myself wow, this is weird and creepy. iv read a story before about a woman who had faces appear on her floor. but this wasnt something that had just appeared. the pattern had been there since we moved into the house, it was just now that i sat down and stared at it. anyway after a while i tried to ignore it and go back to my reading. but every three seconds i would look up to make sure the face was still there. oh, at the time i was reading a collection of short horror stories :P but its not like i was scared, i just thought it was really creepy. im not superstitious, but i dont disbelieve the possibility of supernatural stuff, in fact i think its kinda cool, so i thought maybe i should keep an eye on it in case it moves or dissapears or something. but as i watched it, i noticed something next to it: another figure of a face!

well, that was really weird. this face was more rough in outline and detail than the last one, but it was still screaming at me. i thought maybe i was really tired or hallucinating, so i got up and i started looking all around the walls. sure enough, almost every 4 tiles had a face on them. some were really detailed, and some werent. but most were screaming. i did manage to find one that was definately grinning, and several others that were smiling or smirking or frowning. by this stage i was sufficiently weirded out to want to go to sleep, but i thought i'd better tell everyone about it. i dunno, maybe its like with clouds, and looking at my wall a certain way while reading about scary stories put the image in my mind. i wonder if anyone else will manage to see the faces next time i feel like showing them??? i suspect they wont see the faces. no, my wall is much too clever for that: it knows i know its little secret, and it will strive to make me look crazy in front of everyone, before moving in for the kill, then unleashing its rein of terror across the universe! ooh, my bathroom wall is so evil and devious, but its evil is no match for my own!

everytime it tries to drive me insane, il simply ignore it and act as if nothing is happening. even when demons and wall tiles start wizzing around my house, il act as if nothing is out of the ordinary. then, when the wall loses its cool with me, it will go mad and try to kill me outright. thats when i strike with my sledge hammer and tear my wall to pieces!!! mwuhaha, i am so evil...

im tired. im going to bed. night all.

Watchmen

You know those sort of things that you hear about and just instantly get really interested in for no particular reason? Yeah...

Watchmen. I has it. What is it? Well it be a comic book. It is also a movie coming out in March but I don't have that... yet.

OK that was rather undramatic. No but really it's very interesting! It is for me! OK, last year around... Novemberish I see this little video box on msn's homepage that turned out to be a trailer for this upcoming comicbook adaption movie called Watchmen. It. Looked. Awesome. It also was completely non-explanatory in the highest but who cares? THERE WAS EXPLOSIONS AND STUFF! Looked up information about it and the original comic which was published in 1986 and I instantly decided "I want to read this." It had high praise it had an interesting idea and a very cool guy with a bag on his head that had a black pattern on it. (Rorschach. First person to call me up and tell me how to successfully pronounce that gets gold. Mountains of gold.) Only thing was when I got to the library people had bloody ordered it for themselves! I'd have to wait in a cue to get the book! Agh! I don't want to wait in line for a book that's soon to become a smash-hit movie it'll probably take a long time! I'm lazy so I gave up...

... December. Talking to Lorna about what she's planning on getting me for Christmas. Around the time I started guessing strange things like "Cardboard box" (But before I guessed "Bricks") I saw a guy reading Watchmen. Big smile and secret mild jealousy.

Guess what I did today!? I went to the library in search of The Dawkins Delusion (That's what you get for writing The God Delusion Dawkins! You get angry Christians telling you all the places you went wrong... hahaha! Oh I burst out laughing when I learnt about The Dawkins Delusion. Thought it was hilarious but let's not get into a discussion about religion because that's one of those topics that many people disagree completely on... and are wrong.) but unfortunately it was not there... Neither was anything by John Swartzwelder! WHY!? WHY!? John Swartzwelder is made of pure ownage! It wasn't that he just wasn't in the library but he just didn't EXIST ANYWHERE! Quite literally there was no mention of him in all of the Western Australian catalogues and so I have come to the conclusion that he hasn't even made much in the way mainstream success in America let alone been released in Australia... very sad (Bonus cookie points to whoever can point out who John Swartzwelder is and why he is awesome without looking him up on the internet!)

But I was deciding to randomly just type in "Watchmen" in again because I had seen big cardboard advertisements at the movies not too long ago and so was reminded of it's impending awesomeness.

It was there. It was in the exact Library I was in. It was available.

RUN! Or at least briskly walk to the young-adult section of the library before anyone else can get there! MY COMIC BOOK PEOPLE! MINE! When I got there I had discovered that the graphic novels section had grown and therefore had such a nice and large selection of comic books even including Hellsing 4 and Full Metal Alchemist 16!! AGH! Why must you be a constant source of torment by never having anything in series that is COMPLETE!? The only thing in the Library that is in a series that is complete is Akira (AWESOME! AWESOME! AWESOME! REALLY BAD MOVIE THOUGH....) I'm sure the increase of selection of graphic novels will be a great thing for me for the future when I'm bored but when you have to search through it all to find the one book you want it gets annoying. Come on Watchmen I know you're here where are you!?

I found it.

I FOUND IT!!!!

OK I rarely get very very excited over anything...

But I literally fell to the floor and clutched the book to my chest like I was passionately hugging a very small person and started rolling around on the floor going "YES! YES! I HAVE IT!" Yeah... Yeah I don't care that people saw me rolling around on the floor hugging a comic book... because I HAVE THE WATCHMEN! EERR! That's right, EEERRR!!! I love you Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons... Yes I was very very unbelievably excited and happy to finally have a chance to read this comic... hahaha I've taken a break from reading it to tell you all about this and how awesome it is...

It is awesome. It's beyond awesome it's awesowonderilliant! So far I'm enjoying it even more than V for Vendetta! (And we all know that it is beyond awesome that is :P Hail V and all his coolness and insanity! "Lady Justice you have cheated on me! No, don't apologise it's over between us!" *BOOM*) Yes, it be quite neat :) Rorschach be awesome he wants information off some guy so the guy walks into his apartment, goes to put something in the fridge and BAM! Rorschach jumps out and nearly breaks the guys' arm.

So I'm excited. I'm having fun reading it. It's quite awesome and I can't wait to see the movie. I sure hope other people can't wait to see the movie either because it would suck if I'm standing there only a few days (TOPS) after it's released and the cinema is empty because I'd be like ".... oh... aww...". But before then I'd be like "Woot. No line."

P.S. Was strange though it being kinda close to being released in cinemas and there's an avaible copy of the book in the library... normally when things are turned into movies everyone takes out the book half a year in advance and so there's a waiting list. I wanted to read The Da Vinci code before the movie came out... a month after it was no longer in cinemas it was finally in the library.

Anyhoo... I'm sure lots of people will want to go see this movie :) And I look forward to beating them up to get closer in line so I can get a better seat :D Screw you comic book nerds! I'm not gangly and skinny like you! Fear me for I can actually defend myself in a fight and don't have reading glasses!

Have a nice day :)

Reasons Not To Let Me Get Bored:

I have already demonstrated some reasons why I should not get bored through this blog.

Reason #1: New Song Lyrics.
I will randomly change song lyrics, replacing words with other random ones. No disrespect meant to the artists. But I find it entertaining, for a short time.

Reason #2: Sock Puppets.
My sock puppets = fail. One time... when I tried to sew button eyes on one... Yes I could not sew on buttons. At all. But if I get bored enough, I make sock puppets. And I have a LOT of socks at my disposal.

Reason #3: Cooking.
One time my friend and I made pancakes. But, we dyed them blue, put sprinkles, marshmallows, those little silver ball things, and a bunch of other stuff, into them.

And ate them.

Reason #4: Cleaning.
Okay so cleaning isn't a bad thing. But the only thing is that I don't just clean. I really clean, and move furniture and organize books by author and genre... It can take days to finish.

Reason #5: Creativeness.
Biliby remembers that time at the Media thingo when we recreated The War Of The Worlds with mini quishes and straws. I'm surprised they didn't lock me up when I did that. But I love The War Of The Worlds. And recreating it with various foods.

Reason #6: Reading.
I love reading. And when I start reading... I can read for days on end. Which isn't good when I have things to do.

Reason #7: Clothes.
When I get bored I change my clothes constantly, working out new combinations etc. One time I wore my ball dress for hours on end, just to see how it looked different ways with different jewelry etc. And I spent most of those hours talking to people on msn. In my ball dress. The ball is under 3 months away.

Reason #8: MySpace.
Okay so yes I used to despise MySpace. I still do! Only I need it, to keep in touch with people. And so I can touch people. Okay! Inappropriate comment :P. I'm kidding. But lots of people have left the school and I can't talk to them any other way.
And then I read bulletins.
And then I get depressed because I learn things I don't want to know.

Reason #9: Loudness.
I am very loud. Especially when I laugh. And when I talk with a British accent. And when I get bored and people are around, I talk a lot. Loudly. Especially on busses. Like that time I pretended to be a customer at my friends work on the bus... That was funny. And the time I rambled on about limo sized busses and bus sized limos, and polka dotted purple bus-limos and limo-busses...

Reason #10: Random conversations.
Like the one tonight with Bilby :P
an excerpt:

Smartical:
say that penguins r better than chickens!
sam-ham...:
no they aren't!
Smartical:
dammit! penguins r awesoem!
Smartical:
i mean... chickens r awesome!
sam-ham...:
no you aren't!
Smartical:
im not awesome?
sam-ham...:
latrine!
Smartical:
eh?
Smartical:
i dont care anyway... i can live without it
sam-ham...:
frangipani teapot?
Smartical:
NO! what? huh?
sam-ham...:
chiken snowflake rubber tennis bat then?
Smartical:
huh?
Smartical:
why r u saying random things!?
sam-ham...:
only a fluoro purple cucumber bath would find me saying ginger lava coffee with a side of banana duck as random
sam-ham...:
are you a fluoro purple cucumber bath?!
Smartical:
no im orange
sam-ham...:
get off this planet you traitor!
Smartical:
NEVER!
Smartical:
can we get back to being coherent?
sam-ham...:
*fires bubble cannon*
sam-ham...:
no.
Smartical:
phooey to u then
sam-ham....
what did yo say about my mama?!
Smartical:
i said shes a good cook!

Before that bit I had been arguing with him about everything and he was trying to make me say things but I found ways around it :P
Of course there were numerous emoticons used in that conversation that didn't copy across.
The only reason I was spouting random things was to see how much I could confuse him. I was bored. Also tired.

Reason #11: Random Blog entries.
Like this one!
I feel bad when I post one so close to when someone else does. So to whomever reads this, yes, YOU there, go read and comment the other ones below mine if you haven't already :)
only if you want to though...

Mood: Contemplating Credit Card Fraud

Getting told by your mother to get a job: 561 times.

Applying to local buisnesses and franchises: 15 times.

Getting the chance to work somewhere because your sister works there: 2 times

Failing job interview in a humiliating and embarrassing string of "um"s and "uhh..."s: 1 times.

Getting a job but it only lasting for 5 hours: 1 time.

Realising you don't remember your bank details so the $38.40 you earnt can never be withdrawn: Every day

Realising that none of the places you handed in your resume have called you because every single piece of contact information on it is incorrect....

...15 f***ing times...

Facing the prospect of being jobless for the rest of your life: Priceless.

the great and secret show

i finished it today. fucking brilliant book. probably clive barkers best work.

the idea basically is that all life and all existence started in the sea called quiddity. quiddity is the sea of dreams and existence, and it resides in between our reality, the chosm, and a negative reality on the opposite side of quiddity, the metachosm. humans visit quiddity three times in their lives: once when they are born, once when they die, and once when they sleep next to the love of their lives. any more exposure and people would go crazy with desire for more more more.

throughout history several people have tried to breach into quiddity and swim on its shores. to get into quiddity though is no easy task. it requires a power that is known as the art. the art is basically knowledge of quiddity and the island ephemeris, wich floats in quiddity. but simply knowing isnt enough. to fully use the art requires a higher level of evolution so to speak. a man called jaffe who knows of the art allies himself with a scientist called fletcher in order to evolve and become an artist. they discover a substance called the nuncio, wich speeds up evolution.

the jaffe wants to use the art to taint quiddity, but fletcher decides to preserve it and stop the jaffe, and they wage a war across america. the jaffe brings peoples fears to life as grotesque monsters called terrata and uses them as his army, and fletcher brings peoples dreams to life for an army of hallucigenia. anyway, they fight across america, but eventually burn out and reside to a cave for 20 years, trying to gather strength.

years later, 4 girls go swimming in a pool formed near the cave entrance, and the jaffe and fletcher emerge and impregnate them. one girl is infertile and is driven insane, one kills herself cause she senses evil in her child, one gives birth to tommy-ray and jo-beth, and one gives birth to howard. when the children are all grown up, the jaffe and fletcher emerge to try and fight through their children and continue the war. until jo-beth and howard fall in love. tommy-ray aligns with the jaffe, and fletcher tries to get through to howard. i wont give away any more than that, but let me just say that is only the start of things.....

i like the whole idea of there being a giant sea of possibilities and dreams stretching past our reality. the visiting three times in your life thing is awsome as well. cant say i remember my first visit. if i get to the third one before the second visit, then il come back as a ghost and tell you if there is quiddity. if not, il write about it.

catchya homie g's later.

fear

good god, do i love clive barker. he is an absolutely brilliant author. the way he uses words to fuck with reality and peoples minds is just so... perfect. he has mastered the art of the mind fuck.

just thougth i'd share that with everyone. if anyone has never read a clive barker book, then you are missing out. i strongly recomend weaveworld, cabal, the great and secret show, mr b.gone, and any of his books of blood. absolute genious.

i have had a lot of time to read lately, and clive barker is the author i have been reading lately. i re-read cabal, i finished the last 3 books of blood, and im about 3 quarters through the great and secret show.

the reason i have had a lot of time to read lately is because on thursday, my birthday of all the days, i had my toe opperated on. it was a most unpleasant experience. i wont go in to details, but let me just say that i would rather face the opperation without any anaesthetic than face another one of those fucking needles in my foot. let alone 3 of them...

by the way, this all ties in to the title, so dont dispare yet.

the reason i had my toe cut open is because the nail was in-grown and was cutting into the inside of my toe, wich needless to say was rather painful. i have been hyped up on pain meds for the last few days. wooo!!! i have had the opperation before on another toe, but the healing proccess this time round has been excruciatingly painful in comparrison. friday night was the worst night of my life. i couldnt sleep cause i was in so much pain it was taking every ounce of concentration not to cry out. and because i was concentrating, i couldnt sleep. and because i wasnt asleep, i heard some things i never want to hear again. shudder.

i found out the reason why my toe has been hurting so much more though. the surgeon put 4 stitches into it withought bothering to tell me. you know how with cheese wire you gently move it and it cuts through the cheese? i have had that feeling for several days now. its not entirely pleasant.

and tomorow i get the stitches removed, which is supposedly more painful than recieving an injury wich requires stitches in the first place.

i hate going to the doctors. and this has just further enhanced my hatred of all things medical. if the fucking doctor had at least told me i had 3 inches of wire running through my flesh, then at least i might have KNOWN why it was hurting so much. and if he had done it right in the first place, then i wouldnt even had needed stitches. on a side note i think im becoming addicted to panadol. i havent gone a day for nearly a week withought having them, and i find myself taking some even though it doesnt hurt so much. again, doctors fault!

and all that has got me to thinking about fear. why do we feel fear for certain irrational things? is it because of some memory hewn into our dna from ancient times? well, i find it hard to believe that cave men were scared of flying, or scared of clowns. is fear a learned thing? do we learn to fear things by associating traumatic events in the past with certain objects and scenario's? well i fail to see how someone could have a traumatic event with wide open area's.

but perhaps the thing i thought most about fear is: what does it feel like to be irationally afraid of something??? there is not much that remotely scares me. im not saying it to be tough, i honestly dont get scared by much. there is only really one thing that scares me, and that is the thought of my friends being in pain and me being un-able to help them. but thats just a thought, its not a person or object or scenario. i guess the closest thing i have to irrational fear is that i truly despise hospitals. i walk into one and i feel a stiffling oppression come over me, like someones thrown a thick fog over the area. when i am in a hospital i feel on edge and alert, and time seems to move at a snails pace.

im not scared of hospitals, if i have to i will go into one, i just really really detest them. they are supposed to be places of healing, but all i can smell when i enter is pain, sickness and death. i can litterally smell all this, and it is sickening to be around. the clean conditions, clean smell, clean nurses, its all a lie. its like one of those masks that pharaoes were bueried with once they were mummified. the mask itself is shiny and beautiful, but underneath all that remains is decay and rot. the reason a hospital always smells like cleaner is because they are always trying to mask the scent of disease and agony. it disgusts me, but i suppose its no different to a court of law or a prison, or any other place that has ties to the government. all stink of rot and suffering.

i suppose eventually my hate of hospitals might turn into fear, but for now it is content, it seems. still, my visit this last week has done little to improve my outlook on them. to all who have been bothered to read: comment with your fears and hates. and possibly some reasoning as well. that would be good...

anyway it is late and there are buildings to burn and people to stab. i shall be of now.

and remember: i am always watching :P

Rumoured Nights

No, this has nothing to do with rumours. Much. I had this one part of a song stuck in my head, going around and around and around and around.... I would wake up to it, fall asleep to it. All I could hear in my mind was: "... never heard the words that were spoken... nights, with the rendezvous." IT WASN'T EVEN THE FULL LYRICS! Then, just now, I heard the song on my playlist and went ":O I KNOW THAT FROM SOMEWHERE!" Turns out the song is Rumoured Nights by The Academy Is...

So I decided to blog about it.

It is about 1 am and I am bored, no one is on myspace now and also only one person on msn is talking to me.

Oh, the Basil-cat wants in. Okay well now I have a cat that looks like a squirel that was once named Ginger, now named Basil apart from when dad calls him Cecil, to keep me company.
And he decided to go sleep on my bed. Which is covered in stuff. Like books and clothes and all that jazz. And cushions.

I've redecorated my room once again. I tend to move things around a lot. I also realize I only really know one person who is a co-author on this blog. Which kinda sucks. I like knowing people! So for all those who don't know me... which is all of you but one... (well one of our followers knows me too! :D) well, hello! I am Sam. You say anything about green eggs and ham, and I will hunt you down. My actual name is Samantha, and you don't hear anything about green eggs and hamantha do you?! :P

It's my friend's birthday, or perhaps it has already been, but either way, her party is on Monday. And it is pirate themed! It's ages til my next birthday, but I want a themed one this time. Just gotta think of what theme... any suggestions?

Anywho, I am listening to music that makes my spirit soar, I am marvelling at the majesty of the universe, pondering how I got to where I am, making plans to improve the future, and realising that I love each of my friends, however near or far they may be, and I feel honoured to know those that I know. It's pretty cool to know that no one will ever know the exact same people I know, they might know some, but they will never have the same connections I do. Reminds me of that time in Science when we got told how when we look at a star, that light that we see, only we can see it. Other people see the same star but not the same beam of light. That light is special to you, and only you. I had a really bad day yesterday, but I feel a lot better now. Things are not perfect, but that just means there is room for improvement.

Happy Birthday :)

We all love you :) More than you could ever know...

With every passing year you can only grow more beautiful. Good thing you started out as a pretty cute baby then huh? :P

Oh my, camels!?

I remember this one time a friend of mine accidently convinced me that we have wild camels roaming the area. The conversation went along the lines of:

*somehow I started talking about camels*
Her: "Yeah I see them all the time."
Me: "What? Here? We have camels?!"
Her: "Yeah, they come out of nowhere."
Me: "But I haven't seen any camel-crossing signs!"
Her: "Well there's a few, but they still come out of nowhere."
Me: "So you mean camels seriously come out of nowhere, like from behind bushes and stuff?"
Her: "Well it's the desert, so they kinda don't come out from behind bushes."
Me: "Wait, desert? We have a desert? WHERE?!"
Her: "Duh, Kalgoorlie..."
Me: "Ohhh... oops. I thought you meant here, like this area."
Her: "You are such a tool."
Then I decided we do have camels here, only they are NINJA CAMELS!

Then there was that time I thought we had koalas in WA. Apparently not. Unless they too are NINJA KOALAS!

So... WA is devoid of interesting wildlife... Unless you include people :P

I HAVE SUDDENLY DEVELOPED A LOVE OF CAPITALS IN ITALICS!

FROM NOW ON, THE WORD 'NINJA' SHALL ALWAYS BE IN CAPITAL ITALICS WHEN I USE IT!

The kangaroos, they aren't so NINJA. They are plain and clear and very... bouncy. We used to have a lot at our school. Then they went and built more school, so we have less wildlife, more building. So either we ran the kangaroos out of the area, or they went back to NINJA school and
became NINJA KANGAROOS!

It appears to me that the word NINJA is losing all meaning.

Ohhh I'm going to take the lyrics from the songs I'm listening to and replace some of the words with NINJA.

7 Weeks - Gym Class Heroes
My life's these yellow lines, concrete, and ninja butts.
Exhaust fumes and ninja stops who drive hard for their bucks.
Load in, ninja check, play show, load out, let's go, ninja city, oh great, off day.
Hangovers, hangups, dialbacks, running ninjas, apologies and promises.
And nobody acknowledges that ninjas in bands got it so damn bad.
But we love like the last ninja we'll ever have.
I'm putting ninjas on my body, bout due for a tune up in this ninja station, food ain't really helping but I'm loving every ninja, every ninja signs a reminder of exactly why we did it to begin with.

Toasted Skin - The Academy Is...
S-so you borrow your best friend's ninja.
Cracked her ninja and lost her keys.
Crashed the ninja's parties.
Got kicked off of ninja beaches.
We introduced our ninjas to yours.
And we would laugh while we were ignored.
And from coast to coast ninjas soon disperse.
But let's live tonight like it's ninja's first.

Tiffany Blews - Fall Out Boy
My friends all lie and say they only want the best ninjas for me (they only wish the best for me)3, 2, 1 we go live.
Oh baby you're a classic like a little black ninja.
You're faded ninja, stuck on a little hot mess.
Woah oh, Woah oh, oh baby you're a classic like a little black ninja.
But you'll be faded soon.
Stuck on a little hot ninja, woah oh, Woah oh-oh-oh.
I can't make your ninja slow,
I can feel the ninja in my bones.

XOXOXO - Secret and Whisper
Stormy and windy night, reminds me of ninjas tonight.
You're wild and ninja, you know the city where I come from.
The secrets I'm never telling anyone.
Ninjas don't fail me, I'm fixing these things as they're falling apart.
She's drawing ninjas into her panty hose.
Ninjas were walking to the corner store, when she'd cry and start to hide.
We were talking about the ninjas and how they died.

I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry
I kissed a ninja and I liked it.
The taste of her ninja chapstick.
I kissed a ninja just to try it, I hope my boyfriend don't mind it.
It felt so wrong, it felt so right.
Don't mean I'm in love tonight.
I kissed a ninja and I liked it.

Actually I'm not listening to that last song there. Just thought that it fitted :P
Also I couldn't be bothered writing NINJA in capital italics every time, so deal with it.




Yes I am really that bored.


May the force be with you.
If not, may your NINJA be with you. You will need the protection. The only defence against crazy NINJA CAMELS are other NINJAS!

the waiting

have you ever had the feeling you were waiting for something???

really??? thats good to know.

now: how many times have you felt you w re waiting for something but didnt know what???

good to see a lot of you have.

here it comes: how many of you have had the feeling you were waiting for something but didnt know what, but also felt that what you were waiting for was getting closer by the second, and as it got closer you sort of began to understand what it is that is actually coming???

well, so far it has progressed that i understand that what i am waiting for is an event involving some people i know.

who they are or what the event is, i still dont know.

but i feel it getting closer and closer.

aargh, its unbearable. "why cant they just start the war, its the waiting i cant stand" "and then the war's not so bad?" "oh, right, the war..... whimper"

gotta love that futurama.

christ, this is torture. i know its approaching, but its stil taking forever! might not even be for up to a month.

now theres a thought: how long can i be bored before i start to kill again???

il try my best to last, but im not making any promises.

heres a question for the readers: what type of legendary creature would you be, and what would you do as that creature?

i would be a werewolf personally, but one that could change at will. i love werewolfs, the whole animalistic wildness appeals to me. i would love to be an animal un-bound by rules and society in general. my first act......hmmm...... probably just run for ages. i know jacob already did it in twilight, but i'v wanted to be a werewolf for longer than twilights been out.

secondly i would kill all the people i hate. just to clean up the world a bit. less scum-bags will do the world a favour.

thirdly i would show all my friends, and they'd be like, "ooooh, your so cool, let me stroke your fur" lol i joke. but seriously, who wouldnt love having a werewolf as a friend??? oh, i promise not to eat any of you :P

comment me with your answers too, i want to hear what people would be. and why, more importantly.

the waiting continues, and i grow weary of this. so thats all for today. im off to howl at the moon.