So as bornwilde has very truly pointed out, I don't blog as much anymore. But it's not for lack of interesting events; on the other side of the spoon so much has happened that the sheer volume has overwhelmed my blogging self. It's all written down somewhere though, and before I go home it will all be categorised into "Stories I Can Tell Everyone" and "Stories Only My Mates Should Hear". Everything else that has to be dragged out of me with copious amounts of alcohol and perhaps the promise of Hugh Jackman dancing in tight leather pants. Not saying that it will work though. I'm just saying that leverage is everything.

I got my learner's permit! I can now officially drive on the streets of NZ as long as I have a supervisor sitting beside me. I'm going to go for a quick drive down to Blockbuster to return a movie after dinner, am so excited for that. The process is a lot more difficult here than back home. I had to take the theory test first, which necessitated thorough study of the NZ rode code. These guys don't leave anything out; they include a couple of questions asking you what to do when there are animals on the road (don't beep your horn, just slow down and pass them by) and what to do if your bonnet flies up on the motorway (slow down and drive to the shoulder while looking out the window or the gap between the bonnet and engine). When the AA guy filled out my temporary license I felt like hugging him. I can legally drive here now! I've driven twice here, and it was funny flicking the indicator up and seeing the light blink on the left instead of the right. Turning's a bit of a bitch especially at an intersection because you have to remember that they drive on the OTHER side of the road.

School will be officially over in two weeks. I've got two assessments due this week, a video production and a performance in front of 300 people. As an alcoholic Tooth Fairy. Our group is doing Fairytale Rehab, where we each have a short monologue as a fairytale character with a problem. We have a Magic Mirror who hates his job, a kleptomaniac Robin Hood, a druggie Alice in Wonderland and Tinkerbell with self-esteem problems ("Nobody flippin' believes in me!"). It's going to be mint, we get to dress up too! Just in time for Halloween!

Right now I feel like something's going to happen. I've got a funny tingling in my stomach that something exciting is going to occur. The last time I felt like this I was packing my luggage to come over to Auckland. I don't know what's going to happen this week though, but I'm on a buzz that tells me that something cool is going to happen. Wonder what it is.

How are you guys? Email me what's been happening there.

Cannot cannot wait to see you all when I come home.

~doublesharp

~doublesharp

I was transferring a couple of files onto my memory stick when I came across a text file. I opened it and realised that it was a Yahoo Messenger conference with the Fingals last year. Perfect for remembering with.

Here's an excerpt: (we were talking about a guy that Vera saw)

bentong_birai: i saw a guy the other night
bentong_birai: SHIT
megbloom77: CHIKA!
gs_vd: HAHA
gs_vd: WHAT!
gs_vd: BAD WORD!
miki_lavander: wat guy?
bentong_birai: the dude was freaking hot

bentong_birai: mkbugtog bra hot
baby.burger: =))
korkor89: wahahahahahahahahah
megbloom77: Makalaglag ug panty hot.
korkor89: =))
bentong_birai: gah kaau
bentong_birai: yeah
korkor89: =))
korkor89:
korkor89: oi
bentong_birai: that hot
gs_vd: NGANONG MABURN MAN ANG PANTIES?!?!
bentong_birai: greabeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
korkor89: grabe siya ka hot!!

baby.burger: Maka-basa ug panties hot? XDD
megbloom77: Ayay
gs_vd: Makabuslot ug cyclinG!
gs_vd: AHAHA
korkor89: WAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA
baby.burger: And then Kim?
bentong_birai: ok that's scary
bentong_birai: i dont know his name
bentong_birai: huhuhu
bentong_birai: he was a smoker too
korkor89: maka tang tang og earring...

gs_vd: SABA na
gs_vd: lol
korkor89: wahahahha
gs_vd: SCARY NA
bentong_birai: so i didnt dwellon him too much
baby.burger: Maka-straight ug buhok.
gs_vd: ahahah
bentong_birai: HAHAHAHA
bentong_birai: YES!
gs_vd: AHAHA!
bentong_birai: mkstraight sa akong buhok!
korkor89: maka kawat og itlog
megbloom77: Down there!
gs_vd: MAKASTRAIGHT UG BUHOK!
korkor89: wahaahahahahah
gs_vd: lol
bentong_birai: HAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHA
gs_vd: Unsa mana?
baby.burger: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
baby.burger: MEGGGGGG
bentong_birai: HOY KA AMAW

gs_vd: He's beauty is so rebonding!??1


I miss you guys so much! Please please please email me or send photos, 'cause December is too fucking far away.

Loving and missing you all,
doublesharp

Okay, so it's actually the second day. Yesterday was pretty uneventful, mostly lectures and lunch outside with the gang. The sun miraculously came out so we were all out in the quad shedding our jumpers off one by one. Only a couple of months to go before spring and we can be done with the winter.

Today was EPIC. We had our photo shoots for our Media Production class, so I got to play makeup artist for Sophie. Daniel was the most fussy about getting makeup put on, kept trying to squirm away when I brought the bronzer brush near his face. Had to lure him in with the mention of boobs to get him to sit still for the five minutes it took to contour his face.

Cassi was pretty fun to do, we had to white out her eyebrows, lashes and eye area and I attached a false demi lash so she looked a bit like a wide-eyed clown who played the violin. She was pretty funny though, she kept making me laugh so I had to pause and laugh before I resumed putting on the white.

Winner of the Enthusiastic Subject Award goes to Nick. When I called him over, he sprang up from where he was seated with a cheerful, "Makeup time!" He sat down, and after tying his extremely curly hair back with a scarf I proceeded to make him up as a cross between Alice Cooper and Kiss.

I don't have the close-ups with me but I'll post them once I get a hand on Sophie's memory stick. We were partners for this one, like we were in a masquerade ball. He nearly dropped me during the tilt shot, the fuck. But it was all good, we were both really good sports about the whole thing and I even got teased for being such a shrimp next to him. Not my fault, as we were not allowed heels on the green screen floor.


What a fantastic way to start off the new semester! I have to go in for reshoots on Thursday for me zipping and for Jaz' one, so that's going to be even better.

How are you guys?

~doublesharp

My new term specifically for shite that happens and qualifies for fmylife.com.

There must be something wrong with me when I can't even get a commitment for a picnic down. I spent about three pointless hours at Mission Bay today waiting for people to show up and when I get on the bus to go home, someone texts to ask, "Hey r u still there? My bike broke down but its okay now." That would have been helpful THREE HOURS AGO when you first found out that your battery cable was shot instead of me waiting in the blistering sun on the beach for nothing! I had to lug a heavy picnic basket around the city today, did you think that was going to be fun? 

I've got a bit of sunburn now, since I forgot to put on sunblock in a rush to get out of the house so I wouldn't be late.

I just feel really bad right now. I could have done other things today instead of watching all these couples walk on the beach, get shat on by a seagull and eat cold pasta.

~doublesharp

ps. Isn't that funny, I've compared watching couples walk on the beach to getting shat on and eating cold pasta. I am but resentful ay.

My mind is in two decades right now. One part of me is firmly lodged in the first decade of my life, where everything was free and available, and i had the luxury of security, knowing where my next meal was coming from and that all I had to do was go to school and be a kid.

The other part is stuck in a place I am a tad reluctant to explore. Right now I've got separate tabs open on TradeMe (New Zealand's version of Ebay - fantastic place, you can find everything for cheap!) all of them on places to stay. I'm looking for a flat to move into by the end of this year or early next year. Nic will be coming here next year and there really just isn't enough room for all of us. So as early as now, i'm looking for a place to stay. Sophie says I can live with her if she can find a place to stay in the city centre but I'm trying to look for a place of my own as well.

Another thing I'm looking for on TradeMe is a job. I need some way to finance my little vices here (books mainly, as well as the occasional drink-up with mates) and it would look great on my resume. I found a sales and marketing position with this company - it looks promising, keeping appendanges crossed for this one.

I guess I cannot afford to be carefree anymore, so I'm going to try and enjoy this time I have right now where I am still living with a family where there is someone to take care of me and a cat who will share my bed with me and leave loving scratches on my arms.

And to think that I was so excited to be an adult because it was cool. Right now being a kid seems like a pretty sweet deal.

~doublesharp

At the moment I'm on semester break after having finished a week of exams, essay writing and studying. May I never have to go through the horror of remembering the names of five ethical theorists along with the theories that they supposedly authored while trying to apply them in an obscure case study that deals with frozen bull sperm. Heehee, got you there. It was still shit though. Writing my assignment essay was somewhat better; I just had to watch Juno four times in a row to get the narrative structure down. Suck on that, Sarah!

Anyway, this is me when I'm more relaxed. I just finished doing the dishes and cleaning my room, so I now have the luxury of doing whatever I want. I could go out later on into the city, or I could go for a runaround outside because it's not too cold. But right now, I managed to unearth Mary's copy of the first season of Flight of the Conchords. Everyone's been bugging me to watch this, saying that it would be a good introduction to Kiwi humour, so here I am guys. Watching Bret and Jemaine sing about lasagne.

"You can't break my heart, it's liquid. It melted when I met you." ~Jemaine from Flight of the Conchords.

Send me emails people!

~doublesharp

Her Fairy Godmother would have been too busy playing stylista to go shopping anyway.

This Saturday, I'll be attending a dress-up birthday party. As most of you know, going shopping for an appropriate outfit has always been a thorn in the proverbial paw where I'm concerned. It just seems like every single fucking thing in the shops look the same; the cut, the colour, the beading 'round the ruched bodice...seriously people. I know we're all for being unique and ourselves, but as far as mainstream goes, we're all the same coloured fish swimming in the exact same direction. For those of us who are clinging to the rocks by the banks, there is only so much you can take before you throw yourself out of the water and die a flopping death. I am not going to be that fish, dammit!

So I've learned to simply settle for whatever dress fits, never being so bold as to demand that a certain style be in a particular size. Today was different though. I was at LynnMall looking for a dress, running the usual rounds of going into every single boutique that offered clothes that did not have buckles and studs around the hem. I even came across a few bondage-type dresses (v. tempting as they were 30% off and they might come in handy when I feel the urge to dress like a kinky Morticia Addams, but I digress). I was starting to get the run-down feeling again of having to pick something I didn't really feel good in because it was the only one in my size when I came across the store called Blueberry.

I walked in with Tita, and had a look around. Up on the wall was this one dress that caught my eye, and the owner said that she had only one left in a size 12. It was above my budget though, so I looked for something more in my price range. I did find something, a teal georgette piece with leather detail around the empire waist. It was cute and in budget, but I wasn't feeling it. Tita pushed me to try on the other dress, so I went for it. You can dream for free right? 

When I turned around to check it out in the mirror, it was like looking at someone else. Like Cinderella after the Fairy Godmother bippity-boppity-booed her into her ball gown. Then my heart sank because I knew that it did look so much better but I couldn't buy it without feeling boatloads of guilt. Tita reasoned though that it would be a good dress to have on hand for when I had other semi-formal occasions to attend, kind of like an investment piece. The owner of the store nodded, and said she'd take ten dollars off the tag price. I was sold.

Here it is!

So I will bore you all with everything that's been happening!

First off, I'm turning into a real live egg. I gained about 4kg since I got here, eating like mad. Granted, it's only recently that I've been putting on weight like mad because it's winter but still! It's a sign that I have to consign myself to the inevitable gym membership as it is too cold to run around outside. Cassi's always there anyway, so I guess it won't be boring. Thank goodness AUT has a decent gym with cheap rates for its students, otherwise I would have to power walk around Albert Park to take off the jiggle that's formed around my ass.

I got my 18+ card last Saturday. Since I don't have another form of ID (at least one that I'm willing to lose; hence I don't bring my passport to a pub) I had to apply for it. I used it yesterday, when we went to Vesbar for Anthony's birthday drink up. I look like a hungover bum on my photo, red hair and all. The semi-smile on the photo is from when I was flipping AD off for making me laugh. You're not supposed to be smiling in your photo, but he wasn't making it easy.

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I got published again in debate magazine, this time it as a full-length feature article! Totally made my week.


Curly Joe hugged me too, it was awesome.


How are you guys doing? Email me what's going on back there

~doublesharp

ps. ohmygods I so read about the Ryan/Juday wedding. A part of me is happy it finally happened, but another part of me goes, "Oh well. That's him gone." Why is everybody getting married all of a sudden? 

I would have wanted a more glamorous group doing the soundtrack to my current life (A. Lloyd Webber + David Sedaris for choice lyrics) but pop culture  seems to have captured it more accurately than a proper scoring ever would.

Track One: You're So Damn Hot

Yeah, that's what I think of you. Don't ask me when it happened, one look into your brown eyes and a ruffle of your thick, curly hair later and I was besotted like the eleven year old I once was. Don't ask me either why I'm attracted to you, you jock. I normally want more brains on my guy, but lately I've been checking you out from all possible angles. I think I owe rugby one for handing you that tight body.


Track Two: Here It Goes Again

And just when I thought I had my emotions back in control, my feelings go spiraling out of my grasp. Do you know, that my jaw really did fall slack when you practically TONGUED your fruit cups? It's getting distracting watching you eat them like that, I'm so tempted to bring you a pack of plastic spoons just so that you will not stop me from having my lunch in uninterrupted peace. At least I haven't seen you lick creamed rice off your finger yet, I think I'd just get up and leave. I like talking to you too, you're so enthusiastic when you speak about things and you have such an infectious energy. I also like how you take the beanies off my head and try them on. Fuck it, I think I like you.


Track Three: Do What You Want