[Lady Chaos]'s diary
eBaum Groupie #... well, they don't give us numbers
2004, it was Elftown. 2005, it was the Labor Party. The Thing That I Have Joined for 2006 is *drumroll*... www.ebaumsworl
It is, in no uncertain terms (sorry Elftown), the best site on the net... like a never-ending Mad Magazine, only with animations and games and pictures and everything! And now that I have broadband, I can fully appreciate it! I prattled on about how good it was in my first forum posting (Ever. I have no idea how forums work. It's weird...)
Anyway, I'm going to go think up funny stuff to post in the forum for funny stuff... I have already got plans for my very first Flash Animation (oooh, I get all tingly just thinking about it!)
For those too lazy to lift your eyes, the web address for eBaums World is: www.ebaumsworl
Oooh, oooh, right, in other news!! I watched Jackass The Movie... it was BRILLIANT - 5 stars, right up there with Kill Bill and The Proposition... I probably enjoyed it more than most of The Proposition, it was just so funny! The perfect movie for my attention span. Unless you clicked on the link to eBaumsworld, the I command you to go out and rent Jackass.
Tattil Smithie Strikes Back
Well, perhaps being Home Alone wasn't quite the adventure Nebs and I (and Pez) had planned... not a drop of alcohol was consumed (well, okay, we did put some dry sherry in the spiced beef pasta salad we made... see The Cyber Kitchen for the recipe), no drugs were taken (well, okay, no ILLEGAL drugs were taken... me damn stomach ulcer needs its prescription pills) and very few firearms were used. But we did manage to have McDonalds twice in a row! Yaaay!
In other news, my alter ego (ego with a capital E-G-O) "Tattil Smithie" has struck again. I first used that name when I wrote in to The Age to complain about the glossiness and the "it's only for rich people"-ness of the Melbourne Magazine... lousy piece of crap that it is. I just didn't want to put my real name to such an unapologetic whinge. Anyway, I, or rather, Tattil, actually wrote in to the January edition of the Melbourne Magazine to complain about an article... basically the article was on fashion, and it was bagging out Target, and I thought (okay, Tattil thought): "Why do you rich bastards need to heap MORE crap on poor people like me who can't afford to buy clothes at better shops than Target and other cheap-ass places?" So Tattil Smithie wrote her second whiny letter (appearing in your copy of the Melbourne Magazine sometime in Feb.)
Just for the heck of it, here is an artists' interpretation of Tattil Smithie:
Hmmmm... I've just done some thinking and realised... Because the prize for the best letter of the issue is like, a weekend away for two at a fancy-pants hotel, the only letters in the last issue were ass-kissing ones... so there is a good chance that Tattil's Gripe won't get published. Unless they want some poorly-written variety... Still, cross your fingers that Tatters gets her letter published, it will be worth it to stick it to those rich snobbies.
Like It's 1999
Yes, tap the keg*, crank up the music, spark the doobies**, and put some poor sucker with a mobile phone on Cop Watch*** at the bottom of the street, because THE PARTY STARTS HERE!!
Yes, that's right, early tomorrow morning, The Parentals leave for Newcastle, leaving Nebs and I to fend for ourselves for 4 days. Ohh, it's going to be bliss! Breakfast in front of the computer every day, dishes in the sink until the night before our parents get back, McDonalds every day for lunch...
On the down side, there'll be no one to drive me to and pick me up from work, cook dinner, or bring the newspaper into the house in the morning so I don't have to run out in my PJ's to get it.
Also, on the 25th of Jan, it's Prince Charming's 24th birthday... I still haven't bought him a present, and I'm not sure what to get. I mean, how do you get a meaningful present for a guy? With girls, it's easy, just buy us jewellery and you've got sentimental value and guaranteed use all in one, but for guys? *sigh*
* Okay, okay, there won't be a keg. Maybe a couple of cans of lolly water, but no beer. Beer is gross.
** Okay, okay, no doobies. Maybe normal cigarettes for Prince Charming and music by Son Doobie (a rapper) playing, but no dope. Drugs are bad.
*** [MisterScurvy], you will be on Cop Watch.
Written about Sunday 2006-01-15
Written: (6890 days ago)
Busy, Busy, Busy
Okay, I do realise the sigh and roll of your eyes as you embark on reading a blog entry titled "busy, busy, busy". So I'll try to keep it short and sweet.
Yes, I've been busy. The Prince and I have had many marvellous adventures... we got locked out of his flat, went to Rickett's Point Teahouse, watched The Beach, went to Cafe 181, watched Romeo + Juliet, and much more mischief. Work has been good... well, as good as work can be. The customers have been their good ol' docile selves, the meat shop is still cold, the bosses are still frightening.
I did eventually send my ex Mr Cadaver back his copy of Pulp Fiction and computer games... now he can "bring out the gimp" whenever he wants... heh heh. And, in other news, we now officially have broadband! So fast! So much internet! Yaaay!!!
On the 22nd or 23rd, my mum and dad are going to drive up to Newcastle. Nebs and I will have to fend for ourselves for 5 days! It's going to be a non-stop party, and you, dearest blog, will get all the details. Well, okay, not ALL the details. But hopefully there'll be some cool stories.
2005, The Year That Was...
Based on an idea gleaned partly from Greggles' blog, and partly from the newspaper, I've decided to write a spiel about 2005, although unlike Greggles, I can't remember what happened in what month, so I'll just put it in order. Enjoy!
Well, basically, 2005 was the best year of my life. And much as I can't really condense such a cool year into such a small space, here are some of the highlights and lowlights:
- I joined the Australian Labor Party and became political... I wrote an awesome letter into The Age about how good my party is, and later, joined the 2 Labor clubs at uni, got socks with the ALP logo on them, accidentally attended a Young Labor Unity (right faction) event and helped out Ray Higgs during the local council elections.
- I got my first boyfriend ("Lurch", as his friends call him, or "Mr Cadaver" as my parents call him... not to his face though...), and although we're broken up now, we had some good times, and some funny times.
- I started my arts/science degree at Monash, and found out that although uni is a million times better than school (no matter what you do, you're not the weirdest one there), it is still horribly hard work.
- I got my first job at the Fish and Chip Shop... and although the bosses were nice, they watched me like a hawk and noticed every mistake I made. Not only that, but they paid me peanuts (albeit cash-in-hand peanuts), and my hair smelt like chips all the time.
- I turned 18 and grew from a girl into a woman... apparently... Not much of a party though.
- I dropped my first subject (Chemistry, which I got 82/100 for, but I hated it and have never regretted dropping it).
- I got fired from that awful, greasy, oily Fish and Chip shop, and had to become a tightarse with my money, a habit which I have yet to break.
- I got dumped for the first time and was hellishly lonely (no explanation necessary)
- I finished my first year of uni, getting a high distinction for all 3 subjects ! The parental units were well pleased.
- Perry broke his leg (read about it in previous entries, I'm not going into it again here!)
- I got my second job working at Get Fresh, the fruit and vegie shop, with the relatively nice, tolerant bosses who aren't always watching to see if you screw up.
- The aforementioned nice bosses somehow noticed the regularity with which I screwed up and instead of firing me, put me to work in Get Fresh Meats, where everything is scannable, the customers are more docile, and it's so cold that there's no way I'll ever faint.
- I met Prince Charming and found out how nice people can be, how special getting a phone call every day can make you feel and how physically attractive a human being can possibly be.
- I wrote "2005, The Year That Was".
Heaps Else Happened In 2005. I...
- Wrote heaps of poems
- Made heaps of pictures
- Chatted heaps on the net
- Downloaded heaps of music
- Wrote heaps of essays and stuff for uni
- Watched heaps of movies
- Met heaps of people who are now "accquaintance
- Bought heaps of black clothes
- Spent heaps of time on the bus
- Ate heaps (>110 litres) of ice cream
- Had heaps of medical tests (tummy trouble)
- Laughed heaps
- Cried heaps
- Prayed heaps
- Slept heaps
- Yeah... I think that's it in terms of heaps...
Well, Happy New Year!
Prince Charming
Dear Diary, mood: apathetic.
Okay, not really. I've just been watching too much of the "Emo" video, so I couldn't resist putting some reference to it into my blog. Seriously, I'm not emo, despite what Pez and Nebs say... (And Pez has just informed me that writing my blog is a very emo thing to do. I threatened to paint his nails black.)
Anyway, for all those following the adventures of Lady Chaos, you will be pleased to learn that she has recently emerged from the Land of Loneliness, and is now travelling through the Land of Glorious Blissful Shimmering Happiness. Yes, that's right, it's now official... I have found my Prince Charming (and he actually likes me back)! So far we've been to see The Brothers Grim, to Scienceworks, the art gallery, my place, La Porchetta (twice), his place, out to dinner with his mum, to the Aquarium and to see Narnia.
In other news, there was Christmas (YAY!!) I got silver earrings from my parents (along with an ADSL Broadband router), zirconia earrings from my aunt, a Ming Dynasty necklace from Prince Charming, chocolates from Pez, money from my great uncle, and instant scratchies from my grampa. There'll probably be more presents from other family members, but that's it for now. (Disclaimer: Christmas was fun, as always, with lots of wonderful food and good company... it wasn't just about the presents, but I figure you didn't need to know a bite-by-bite account of what everyone ate, said and did on Christmas).
Well, that's all from the Chaos Network Newsdesk (CNN)... Tune in at the same time tomorrow if you want to read this again!
Joy Oh Joy Oh Joy
Wow. What a week. What a wonderful, wonderful week.... or however long it has been since I last wrote my blog... so much news, so little time. Oh, what the heck, I have all day. So here goes:
Remember how I had a job at the fruit and vegie shop? No? Aw well, I did. Anyway, the crowd that owns that opened up a butcher shop next door! AND gave me a job there! It is so much better than the fruit shop - everything is scannable! No guessing what an ambiguous fruit is, or which variety of lettuce someone has, no tedious weighing, no arriving half an hour early to look around, and the best part: no fainting because it's ice cold in there! That is a little bit of a drawback in that it's absolutely frickin' freezing, but hey, it'll be great for summer. And I'm burning all those calories keeping warm.
There is something else really good that happened this week that I'd like to write about... *cough* going out on dates *cough* but in fear of looking a gift horse in the mouth, I'd better not brag about it until things are a little more certain. Until then I'll just quietly dance around with joy.
Well, the final piece of great news: THE INTERNET IS BACK ON!! Yes, at last, at long last, I can send emails, read emails, run my Elftown Bank, upload my art and poetry and look up answers to the many questions in my mind that have built up without Google. Also, I believe a certain profile will be disappearing from RSVP... but that's another story.
Movie Reviews
Well, due to my life currently being in "the oubliette", I've been watching a hell of a lot of movies. Or should that be a heaven of a lot of movies, because they have been really good. So I thought I'd write some reviews:
Donnie Darko: 4 stars
[pelv13] liked it, so I thought I'd see it.
A very good movie... weird, cool and sometimes funny, but not so funny as to take away that perfect seriousness that makes a movie great for telling bad jokes about. Definitely worth seeing, and suprisingly voted Australia's 5th-favourite movie. I had to look up what actually happened in this movie on the internet it was that weird. But cool. Weird but cool.
The Nightmare Before Christmas: 5 stars
[pelv13] liked it, so I thought I'd see it.
A masterpiece of a movie, animated and gorgeous!! Jack Skellington is so cute and skinny looking with those spindly arms and legs. The musical numbers are terrific. The only fall-down point of this movie was Sally, Jack's love-interest who only ever said things like "no, that's a bad idea", but as Nebsy pointed out, there is always a negative character.
Alien: 2 stars
Nebsy got this movie for us. Why??!!
Since it was made before I was born, I can't be too harsh in my review of this yawn-fest of a movie. Perhaps people had longer attention spans back in the late seventies. Either way, not enough excitement, Aliens is a much better film, even if it's the sequel. I found my mind wandering off in the "suspenseful" moments of this movie. on the up side, there were some scary scenes, but overall, not enough blood, guts, or shots of the alien.
Clerks: 3 stars
A Jay and Silent Bob Movie recommended to us by Pez
Slightly better than alien... unfortunately in black and white. Quite funny, but ugh, did I mention it was in black and white? The black and whiteness of this movie dragged it down considerably. I couldn't tell the difference between the female characters. Jay and Silent Bob were good, but the main character was a bit of a drag. Worth a look.
Finding Nemo: 3 stars
[MisterScurvy] liked it. A review said you need therapy if you don't.
Well, it was alright. Shockingly Disney. It's like, "here's the bit where you're supposed to feel scared!", "Here's the bit where you're supposed to feel happy!", "Here's the bit where you're supposed to feel sad!". But there were some good moments... I like how much they mentioned Australia and the Aussie accents were convincing. The fish were very cute. The sharks were clever. Pretty good.
The Man Who Fell to Earth: 1 star
A David Bowie Movie. What can I say?
This movie is a testament to why stoned people shouldn't write films. Crappy, confusing, boring, tedious, way too long... David Bowie did a good job acting, and there may have been a sex scene, but those were the only good things about this lousy movie. Don't watch it, at all costs.
Reservoir Dogs: 4 stars
I read somewhere this movie involved Michael Madsen (hot, hot, hot) dancing while he tortured a guy, so I had to see it.
Wow!! What a gore-fest!! EVERYONE got shot. Well, almost. This movie was so deliciously violent, a true Tarantino film. The Michael Madsen Torture Scene was glorious!! Worth a look if you don't mind swearing, violence and Tarantino Films.
Well, that's all I can think of at the moment... more soon...
STUCK AT A COMPUTER WITH ONLY CAPITALS
YOU CAN PROBABLY TELL FROM THE TITLE OF THIS ENTRY THAT THE INTERNET IS STILL NOT ON, AND I'M AT MY DAD'S WORK WRITING THIS AGAIN. UNFORTUNATELY, THE CAPS LOCK KEY STICKS, AND AFTER I USED IT ONCE, IT HASN'T COME OFF YET.
SO, WHAT HAVE I BEEN UP TO LATELY? WELL, NOT MUCH... NO INTERNET REALLY HAS MARKED THE HORRIBLE CRUSHING DEATH OF MY SOCIAL LIFE... WELL, AT LEAST WITH PEOPLE MY AGE. I HELPED RAY HIGGS (A VERY NICE GUY AND A MEMBER OF MY LOCAL LABOR PARTY BRANCH) OUT WITH THE LOCAL COUNCIL ELECTIONS A WEEK AGO (I HANDED OUT HOW TO VOTE CARDS... UNFORTUNATELY HE DIDN'T WIN, BUT HE DID HAVE A COOL SIGN "VOTE 1 RAY BY MANGOES BANANAS" UP NEAR THE POLLING PLACE), THEN LAST NIGHT I WENT TO A LABOR PARTY SOCIAL MEETING AT ANNE ECKSTEIN'S (STATE MP) HOUSE. I WAS THE YOUNGEST ONE THERE BY A LOT.
ON THE UP SIDE, I GOT MY MARKS BACK FOR SEMESTER 2 OF UNI:
PSYCHOLOGY: 81/100 (AN IMPROVEMENT ON LAST SEMESTER'S 75)
BIOLOGY: 82/100 (AN IMPROVEMENT ON LAST SEMESTER'S 80)
SOCIOLOGY: 84/100 (AN IMPROVEMENT ON LAST SEMESTER'S 83)
SO I IMPROVED ON ALL OF THEM. PROBABLY BECAUSE I DROPPED CHEM THIS SEMESTER. A WISE CHOICE.
WELL, MY PROFILE IS SAFELY BACK UP ON RSVP.COM... MY WORK ON THE INTERNET IS DONE.
They Made A Pez Dispenser Out Of His Leg
Well... where to start? I guess at the start. On Monday night, Nebsy, her boyfriend Pez and I all went out to the break-up night for Christian Union, at a cafe. We had a great time... I got to wear my new long black skirt! Anyway, half a slice of pizza, half a slice of cake and 2 Smirnoff Double Black Ice's later, we were being driven to the next leg of the night (someone's house for movies) by the very nice conservative mentioned in the last few entries (Let's call her R), and we pulled up at traffic lights. The Christian Union President, in the car next to us, jumped out of her car and pulled up our windscreen wipers, so of course Pez got out, put our wipers down and pulled theirs up! All was going perfectly until he tried to get back into our car... the door was jammed! Then the traffic lights changed, and Pez was trapped outside the car, inches from oncoming traffic. He panicked and tried to run to the side of the road, and almost made it, but a car hit his leg, and so we ended up driving him to hospital.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, one day, two hospitals, several X-Rays and a cat-scan later, it was revealed that Pez had sustained a depression fracture to his leg, and needed an operation. So Nebs and I have been busy going to and from Maroondah hospital (where Pez is Marooned) to visit him, bring him things, etc. He had the operation two days ago, and today me and my Dad drove him back to his home in Elwood... so hopefully all is well and his leg will heal quickly, and he'll be walking fine in no time. *repeats to self* the glass is half full, the glass is half full, the glass is half full...
I would just like to take this time to say, although I doubt that she is reading my blog, thankyou very much, R. You were an amazing help on the night Pez got hurt, and throughout the time he was in hospital.
In other news, somewhere between visiting Pez and eating and sleeping, I have been finishing my training at the fruit and vegie shop! Yesterday, I spent a lot of time serving customers, and I thought I was getting much better, until I almost fainted, and had to go and sit down. Huh. Serves them right for forgetting that I was supposed to have a 15 minute break. Seriously though, I was thinking, "Oh boy, they're gonna fire me... they don't want to employ a sick person..." and I was expecting the Pink Slip at the end of the day... but instead of the Pink Slip, I got the Green Shirt!! Yes, that's right, I now have an actual Work Shirt!! I'm employed! I guess I didn't do so bad after all.
Nebsy and I have been watching a few movies lately... we saw Super Troopers (funny), and Cruel Intentions (thanks for the reccomendation
Now, onto the un-fun part of the blog... Right now I'm at my Dad's work because in an effort to upgrade Nebsy and my computers, he has disconnected the internet. So basically that means I won't be spending hours on Elftown, chatting on MSN, or (the final stab), going out with anyone (as we all know the only way to arrange these things is on the net). To all the people I usually chat to, I'm sorry - I haven't forgotten about you, I just can't get to the net. So right now the only social thing on my horizon for the next two weeks is Christian Union (yay... telling the same story about Pez to every person in the room).
If I were a Sim, the Social Bunny would be appearing every 10 minutes to cheer me up. As it stands though, I keep him locked in my room. (Seriously, I do have an oversized pink toy bunny in my room.)
AND, yet more depressing, my ex wants his copy of Pulp Fiction and his 2 computer games back... they were the one thing I had up on him when we broke up... except for all those free driving lessons he gave me.
What I really need is a Corpse Husband... I can keep him buried in my backyard and dig him up whenever I need company. The maggots coming out of his eyes will scare away other girls so he'll be all mine. *sigh* So lonely...
The Hillarious Exploits of Me and Nebsy
Something that happened several days ago: Nebs was brushing her hair and one of her little gold stud earrings fell out of her ear. I searched around for it on the floor and found the back part, but the spikey front part was still missing! Nebs and I who both have bad eyesight kept looking for it, and we were getting frantic, when I suddenly found it! Nebs was so delighted she placed it in the palm of her hand and started kissing it repeatedly. Then she looked down with horror to discover that it had disappeared! And that is the story of how Nebsy ate her earring.
*Story has been changed a little to be funny.
In other news, the job training didn't go so well... I got sick when I was there, but I felt better quickly, so at least they let me keep going. I swear, it's taking all the heroin that does it.
*Drug habit has been changed a little to be funny.
Also, I wanted to make a correction to my last entry... the "conservative" I mentioned is not just "a conservative", but a person (and a very nice, giving, kind person) with conservative views. To some people I'd be a conservative..
Feelin' Fruity
Not really. I am a cocktail of coffee, headache pills and frozen lemonade and fanta right now... I got 4 and a half hours sleep last night (and did surprisingly well for it!)
The good thing about being a "night owl" now I'm on holidays is that there is more time to chat on the net and watch movies with minimal parental interference, and I can sleep in long enough so that it is only me and Nebs at home in the morning, and thus we can have breakfast in front of the Sims. Ahhh, bliss.
I had a discussion about gay rights and Christianity today with a conservative..
Anyway, returning to the title of today's blog entry... A job is on the horizon! I'm going in for training at the fruit shop (where Nebsy works) tomorrow... it's not a guarantee of a job, but it's one step closer. :)
Face Painting
I painted faces at the church fete today. I did 2 cats, 3 flowers, 1 star, 1 set of clown eyes, and 2 rainbows.
No one wanted a dracula, a rotting corpse, or an explosion victim. :(
Tomorrow is Federal Electorate Assembly Elections for the Labor Party... boy my life is non-stop fun. Maybe I should save this blog for when something interesting happens.
My wishes come true
I can't believe it. In one day, I got The Sims 2 for good (thanks to the kind work of Pezza and Nate-Dogg... I'm not sure if they want their real names on my blog), and saw The Proposition, the movie written by Nick Cave. And we also watched a LOT of episodes of Drawn Together! *So happy*.
I don't think I can rave enough about how good The Proposition was... I mean, the five stars the paper gave it is a bit of an understatement
Then, there's The Sims 2 - I rented it for $6.50, and now I have it forever. "There are some things that I can buy. For everything else, there's friends who know how to work CD cracks." ;)
My sims, Lady Chaos and Master Order, after their psychological distress discussed in my last entry, had a baby (called Martin) and then when Martin was a toddler, had another baby (called Kira). Master Order got a job as a political campaign advisor, and Lady Chaos got a job as a security guard. Great. Now both of them are "elder sims" (white-haired, fat sims with their pants pulled up way too high) and the kids are both teenagers.
I suppose you probably didn't want to know about my sims...
So Shall I Sing
Yes, I've been So Shall I Sing (socialising) a lot lately, and in many different forms... and I will be So Shall I Sing some more in the next few days.
It was great seeing my little second-cousins again... when one has grabbed one arm and the other one has grabbed the other arm and is trying to pull my head off my shoulders while smooshing my nose flat, all the while assuring me that they are protecting me from the sharks, it reminds me what it is to be alive. Life Is Pain. Yes, I also saw the Goth episode of Southpark at last! Ha ha ha ha! Funny! Conformists.
Anyway, I rented a copy of The Sims 2 and am hoping to get it copied or somehow playable without actually buying it, which is proving really difficult. But in the meantime, it's also proving difficult keeping my Sims happy/not crazy. I've finally got the girl and the guy to screw and get engaged (they both want a family) but the girl is always crying and they both play with a bag of flour and pretend it is a baby... The therapist came to see them after the second fire, but I really don't see what's so wrong with them. Sure, the guy collapses when he gets home from work, and I let them pee all over the floor, but so what? They should be grateful I let them walk outside in their underwear and cook with off milk. Ungrateful Sims...
It's censorship and it's just blasphemous
Apparently the banner for my Political Page breaks some kind of Elftown rules, because it got deleted from Elftown. Aw, dangit! I mean, come on, all it had was a few pictures that summed up politics perfectly: John Howard, the Eureka flag, George Bush, Che Guevara and a picture of a rat.
Then again I guess I didn't exactly make that picture of Che Guevara...
Boy, I just hope they don't find my picture of Amanda Vanstone's head on Android #19 from DBZ's body! :O
I have exams for the next two days... damnit... I probably won't be on Elftown for a while. Wish me luck!
Reading thru my last year diary and partying nutrimetics style
I've been reading through my diary from last year and it's surprisingly humourous... ha ha ha *cough* I wish I was still that cool.
On another topic, today was Nebby's Nutrimetics Party! It was pretty good. I put on makeup that is a little darker than my skin so now I look creepily healthy which is gross! Now where's my Revlon Ivory Colourstay and $2.50 black eye pencil? Anyway, so yeah, all went well and nobody brought a shotty to stick up the party. (That's a song lyric, by the way).
Last Day At Uni, Feat. Cyd Ouch
Yesterday was my last day at uni for the year! Yay! Although unfortunately I'll probably be back there for course advice when I can be bothered reinrolling (after the exams). Anyway, last day of uni, yeah. I brought Nebs to uni and we ate chocolate pudding at Wholefoods (the hippie restaurant) and then we went earring shopping at the market. We bought a black dangly pair (for me), a light blue dangly pair (for her) and a pink and orange dangly pair with keys on them (for both of us). Then we talked about Cyd Ouch (Brenda Strong/Captain Deladrier/Sgt. Dede Rake/Mary Alice Young... you can see why we gave her one name to cover all these) on the way home on the bus. If you're wondering, she is from Starship Troopers 1 and 2 (she played different characters in them!) and Desperate Housewives (she's the narrator). Anywhoo, she always dies a horrible death and usually kills some people, and we think she's cool. Go Cyd Ouch!!
Written about Wednesday 2005-10-19
Written: (6978 days ago)
Waking up next to the right faction
Something terrible happened today... I got mail. Now, I get lots of mail (snail mail) from the Labor Party, but this was something different. This was from Young Labor Unity! Labor Unity is - don't let the name fool you - the right faction of the Labor party! Aaaargh! Right! So yeah, I thought, this is the right faction, advertising for me to join... but no. It was an addressed letter about FEA elections or something, and their newsletter! How could this happen? I didn't join Labor Unity! Then I got this sinking feeling as I checked my phone and found the Young Labor Unity President's phone number on it!!
(Seriously, I remember how it got there, I went out to a function that I thought was just Young Labor... it must have been Young Labor Unity because half the people who were there are in the newsletter I got today), and I met and exchanged phone numbers with a nice lady who said she was the president of Young Labor... little did I know she was from the right faction! (Mind you, all the people I met there were really nice...)
Anyway, so yeah... it looks like somehow I've accidentally joined the faction that I least wanted to be a part of... I may as well have joined the left faction of the Liberal Party... :S
My Diary Is Now An Actual Blog
Yes, I'm now going to use my diary as an actual blog, or at least as a place where I can write down funny or stupid stuff that happens.I put all the poetry that was in my old diary into Chaotic Poetry.