Hmm. I wanted to blog... but I forgot what about.
Oh. Right. I want to share with you (whoever you are) my list of things I want to do before I die. Exciting, no?
Okay, so... here goes.
- MOST IMPORTANT - I want to be in love with someone who's in love with me. Uh, yeah. Can't half tell I'm a
hopelesshopeful romantic, can you? :P
- Write (and have published) at least one novel.
- On that same train of thought, win at least one NaNoWriMo.(EDIT: COMPLETED!! November 30, 2008!!)
- Travel to:
- France
- Italy
- UK
- USA
- Learn all the words to "Word Disassociation" by Lemon Demon :D - because, come on, it'd be totally awesome!
- Learn all the words to "Come On Eileen" by Dexy's Midnight Runners - because whenever I hear it, I want to sing along, but can only go kind of like, "Neh neh neh... neh neh neh-neh-neh..." haha
- Have a song written about me, for me, or inspired by me - because you could probably win my heart like that. EDIT: Chris wrote me a song, November 12th, 2008, because he's adorable like that :D Yet to hear it performed :P
- Be depicted as art; painted, drawn, photographed... anything artistic and awesome that you can hand to me and I can hang on my wall - you could probably win me over like this, too.
- Meet JKRowling - have you read Harry Potter?
- Meet Matt Lewis - because I'm a fangirl, pretty much. And he seems like a nice guy :)
- Have someone make me a mixtape - because I think that is one of the most romantic gifts ever.
- Have people know my name.
- Read a hell of a lot of books.
- Win a game of solitaire in 45 seconds or less. EDIT: Completed, Sunday, 19th October, 2008, 10:40 AM AEDST
ADDITIONS:
- Have at least one white Christmas
- Go to Platform 9 3/4 at Kings Cross in London
- Buy a bunch of flowers and give single flowers out to strangers
- Get my goodnight spiel as popular as possible - "Goodnight. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite. If they do... bite them back! They taste like gummy worms" :)
- Go to a masquerade ball XD
- Go out on the Sky Deck at Eureka Tower
- Go to a Melbourne Cup
- Go in a hot air balloon
- Make porno music / comment time on www.youtube.com/communitychannel
- Go everywhere mentioned on a British Monopoly board
- Go on an epic near-spontaneous roadtrip with a friend
- Donate blood
- Have my fortune told by a professional, to see if it will come true.
- Go to Watergardens with Alana. Because after more than a year of saying that we were going to, and it still not happening, there needs to be more incentive :P
- Learn to ride a bike properly and go for a ride with Alana
- Go to the Geelong Smorgies' and pig out!
- Catch public transport to the last stop
ORIGINALLY POSTED 01/10/08
- Mood:
hopeful
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Fifteen
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Three
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: Two
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 36,664 (meaning 13,336 words must be written in less than 48 hours. 48 hours where I have numerous other things I'm meant to do. WHY, LAST TWO (three) DAYS OF NOVEMBER? WHY MUST YOU BE SO BUSY???
Also, NUMBER OF INSECTS I REALLYY FREAKING HATE: One. Mosquitoes. GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY EYELIDS, YOU BLOOD SUCKING EVIL THINGS.
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Thirteen
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Three
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: Two
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 32,008
Predicament. Do I pump out another thousand before going to bed? Or do I face three six-thousand days (saturday is out for me)?
OH WHAT TO DO, WHAT TO DO?
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Twelve
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Three
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 21,527
HIGHSCHOOLS GRADUATED: One
Also, do you reckon I can get to 30,000 today? I doubt it, too, but it would be nice if I could, eh?!
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Ten
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Three
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 18,587
SERIOUS NOVELS ABANDONNED AND THOUSANDS OF WORDS OF RANDOM SHIT BEING WRITTEN IN ITS PLACE: One
Ha... yup. I decided that I liked 'To Have Loved and Lost' too much to rush it and ruin it by adding stupidity to it, so I've put it aside for the moment. I'll work on it over the next six years, or something.
And in its place comes my EPIC JOURNEY novel, with robots, and forests, and murray cod raining from the sky. Clearly, it's excellence.
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Nine (though, admittedly, two were Coke)
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Three
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 11,003
CUPS OF COFFEE: Twelve
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Five
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 9,250 (I'm behind D: (well, yes, duh, I'm behind, I began on Wednesday... what I mean to say is that I'm behind by my standard))
EGGS CRACKED TODAY: Sixty (I made a quiche mix at work today ^_^)
Elijah had to admit, he was a little shocked to hear that everyone he had heard talking about it – out of people studying the damned disease, for goodness’ sakes! – had no sympathy for the sufferers of Fitzmurphy’s disease. Of course, they thought it was a shame that so many people had become sick, and had died, but really, they had brought it on themselves. It was like smokers, or people who used solariums. Sure it was a shame that they would develop lung cancer, or skin cancer, and a cure should be found, but if they hadn’t smoked or sunbaked in the first place, they wouldn’t have to find a cure. They wanted to find a cure that they eventually wouldn’t have to use; eventually the human race would learn to stay away from cigarettes, and solariums, and romance, and they wouldn’t need to be cured of a disease they weren’t contracting, because they weren’t exposing themselves to the cause. As far as he could tell, Elijah was the only one who wanted to discover a way to prevent it. A way that didn’t involve not loving.
CONTEXT: He's just started his first day at uni, studying "Love Sciences" (which won't actually end up being called "Love Sciences", because that's lame, and needs to be more acedemic sounding).
CUPS OF COFFEE: Eleven
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Five
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: Two
WORD COUNT: 5,097 (will I be able to get to 8000 before I turn in for the night / early morning? (accidentally had two caffeinated drinks, and am buzzing)
Rhianna Bezzina thinks Chris Underwood and Ben Underwood should stop making absurd excuses and get on skype to talk to her self and miss Alexandra Hallam, their HTCTBA housemates whom they have seemed to have forgotten about! *cries due to feeling unloved*
But here, have my prologue, in all it's "I was written an hour ago"ness ^_^
1,588 words, one Mr Ian Woon, and one Norma Miow ^_^
( Oh but now the cut is working... that's nice ^_^ )
CUPS OF COFFEE: Nine
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Five
VCE EXAMS: 5/5 HELLS YES
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: NONE!!! WRITING HAS COMMENCED
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
WORD COUNT: 1,593 (almost a regular-person's daily count! Me, I'll have to average at least 4,167 a day)
CUPS OF TEA: Seventeen
CUPS OF COFFEE: Eight
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Five
VCE EXAMS: 4/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: One and three hours
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
NANOWRIMO T-SHIRTS ARRIVED IN THE MAIL: One
I have nothing else to say, because I am currently THAT interesting!!!
CUPS OF COFFEE: Seven
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Four
VCE EXAMS: 4/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: Three
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES: One
FRENCH FILMS WATCHED IN THE NAME OF "STUDY": One and a half ("Paris, Je T'Aime", and half of "The Flight of the Red Balloon", which I abandoned, because it was too arty for my liking, and there was barely any dialogue, which was the idea of watching French films in the name of study)
ARMFULS OF NOTES TAKEN OUT TO RECYLE: Five (and I mean BIIIIIG armfuls. I can't believe I was carrying all this around on my poor back!!!)
DRESSES I BOUGHT FOR GRADUATION THAT I HAVE NOW DECIDED ARE TOO CASUAL AND THEREFORE I NEED A NEW DRESS BEFORE NEXT TUESDAY: One
• I'll respond by asking you five questions so I can satisfy my curiosity
• Update your journal with the answers to the questions
• Include this explanation in the post and offer to ask other people questions
Thankyou,
( My answers )
CUPS OF COFFEE: Six
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Three
VCE EXAMS: 4/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: Four
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKES*: One
FRENCH FILMS WATCHED IN THE NAME OF "STUDY": One ("Paris, Je T'Aime")
*THREE MINUTE CHOCOLATE CAKE
-- A Recipe for the Most Dangerous Chocolate Cake EVER, Because Now, Chocolate Cake is No More than Five Minutes Away --
Take a LARGE mug (I use a soup mug ^_^).
Mix together four tablespoons of plain flour, four tablespoons of sugar, and two tablespoons of cocoa.
Add an egg.
And three tablespoons of milk, and three tablespoons of vegetable oil.
Mix-y, mix-y, mix-y.
Add a splash of vanilla essence (don't forget this - it doesn't taste the same without it).
Add choc-chips, or M'n'Ms, if you so desire.
Microwave for three minutes (but I usually do it for about two and a half, because I like it to be a little squishier).
AND THERE YOU HAVE IT. DELICIOUSNESS IN CAKE FORM.
Eat and weep with joy.
Have any of you seen "Paris, Je T'Aime" before? I just finished watching it, and pretty much fell in love with it. There are a few that I wish I could have seen more conclusion for, and some that I think went on too long, so I guess it evens out?
CUPS OF COFFEE: Five
DRINKS OF PEPSI: Two
VCE EXAMS: 4/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: Five
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: Two
TIMES I SAID I WAS GOING TO DROWN MYSELF IN THE TEARS I CRIED OVER THE HISTORY EXAM: About ten
CUPS OF COFFEE: Four
DRINKS OF PEPSI: One
VCE EXAMS: 3/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: Eightish?
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: One
CANS OF ALMDUDLER: One
SHOULDERS THAT WERE ALMOST SUNBURNT: Two
REVOLUTIONS I GUESS I SHOULD WRITE NOTES F
ALLYS FEELING SLIGHTLY ILL: One
CUPS OF TEA: Thirteen
CUPS OF COFFEE: Three
DRINKS OF PEPSI: One
VCE EXAMS: 3/5
DAYS UNTIL I CAN START WRITING: Ten
BAGS OF CRYSTALISED PINEAPPLE: One
REVOLUTIONS WHAT I HATE TO STUDY: Two (Russia and China)
DAYS UNTIL I DO NOT HAVE TO STUDY SAID R
DESKS I NEED TO CLEAN: One
OVERDUE CONVERSATIONS ABOUT THINGS THAT HAVE BEEN ANNOYING ME RECENTLY: One (thankyou,
THINGS DONE TO PROCRASTINATE: Fifty-jillion
