You know that place between being asleep and awake?
That place where you can still remember dreaming?
That’s where I’ll always love you.
And that’s where I’ll be waiting.
 - Peter Pan 

Background music

UPDATE ON MY LIFE:
1. Have nearly memorised my English oral
2. Drama is getting there
3. Currently working on Legal = akfdlnfjksdshfslcbfrscfliuegsv
4. I have discovered that Irish Breakfast tea isn't at all that bad
5. I have been playing this song on repeat in the background while I'm studying....some songs don't need vocals to be romantic

Home alone...

Day 21: Your opinions on Lady Gaga
Two words:
White trash


Today I am home alone. I've written a To Do List consisting of:
1. Learn drama lines
2. Study Legal
3. Practice English speech.

It's going to be such a boring/dull day that if I die tomorrow I'm going to be a bit pissed off. Oh, and to make matters worse we ran out of English Breakfast tea so now I'm stuck with Irish Breakfast. I think I might throw a trip to Edmunds and Greer in the works for a potential Large Skim Cappuccino with 1 sugar, with maybe 1 or two chocolate macaroons.

I haven't even been awake for more than 2 hours and I'm already procrastinating-for the past half an hour I have been stalking Harry Potter-related material, thinking how much I can't wait for the next movie. WHY DO WE HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL JULYYYYYY!? I JUST WANT TO SEE RON AND HERMOINE KISS ALREADY. GAH. FSDJLFKSDF. Also, the actor playing the young Dumbledore is so sexy. Stalk him- his name is Toby Regbo. 


I have a feeling these holidays are going to be really, really good. Despite me having a huge work load to complete, for some peculiar reason I think that loads of memories are going to be made this Summer. 

My 200th Post

Wow. My 200th Post?
 Dedication? Yes. Evidence that I have a life? No.
I would like to thank you for putting up with me and my rants on pointless subjects, and that you continue to bear with me as we venture into the unpredictable future, consisting of more me, rants and pretty photographs.

DAY 20: List your 3 favourite girls names, your 3 favourite boys names, and your 3 favourite pet names.
You question people are really getting desperate with your questions, aren't you? My favourite names? Geez.
For those who care:

GIRLS NAMES:
1. Imogen
2. Celeste
3. Daisy

BOYS NAMES:
1. Alex
2. Harry
2. Jesse

PET NAMES: AKA what I'm calling my future dogs. Yes, I'm aware that they're all named after book characters.
1. Scout
2. Gatsby
3. Knightly

So there you have it. I hope that reading those names changed your life.

You should not be reading this.

Stop reading my blog.

If you have been selfish enough to continue reading, and don't care enough for me to allow me to pass my exams, you would be please to know that: 

1. The Modern History exam was a tad odd. I don't know whether I'm satisfied with how I went or whether I'm a tad disappointed. Nethertheless,I wrote my little heart out and could literally not have studied anymore than I had. Unless of course you think memorising the textbook is possible. Which it isn't. Unless you have either 
a) too much free time or 
b)photographic memory
I have neither.
2. That I got money yesterday and still have some left....I DIDN'T SPEND IT ALL! *Snaps for Chloe*
3.  I worked out how to do some pretty snazzy things on this blog. Allow me to show you:
I CAN DO THIS
AND THIS
AND THIS
AND THIS
I AM SO COOL.
Now go away and let me study.
WAIT! Look at these pretty photos first. I worked out how to make them bigger!

Kill me?

Day 19: What was the last movie you saw in the theatres?
Harry Potter 7 Part 1. Please don't get me started on Ron's amazingness.

My assessment week is this week. Modern History is tomorrow, and I'm currently desperately trying to memorise some 'smart' sounding sentences.

To lighten up this otherwise depressing post, I have funny story to tell. My friend's boyfriend just told her that he's gotten a mowhawk and is dying his hair 'hawaiian blue' tomorrow, despite her begging him not too.
This puts my life into perspective. Maybe it isn't so bad.
No, forget that- I have no money for coffee, reinforcing the fact that this week will be pure hell.
WWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I need more icing sugar.....

Taa taaaaaa!

P.S. Stephanie, I want to see your new bracelet.
P.P.S. I can't get over my awesome photography skills.

Cause who doesn't walk into the middle of a forest with their friend, wearing all black, taking photos of themselves swinging their hair?

Wow. You guys are so indie. Kudos.
Now this photo has gotten 'I whip my hair' stuck in my head. HFKJDSHFKJDSHFKJDSSFDJKFHJDKS.


Day 18 : Your current relationship, if single discuss how single life is
I'm all aloneeee
With noone here beside meeeeeee
- Donkey

That was an intertextual reference from the movie Shrek. Hope the quote answers your question.

Today was spent studying Modern History, eating Milo, suffering from coffee withdrawal symptoms, and wishing I was in these places:



I am now off to try and 'study' once more.
I whip ma hair back and forth
I whip ma hair back and forth
I whip ma hair back and forth....

What my life has come to:

I'll stop posting photos now as I really need to finish my Belonging oral.
LATERZ SKATERZ

I WANT ONE

Prepare yourself for a very, very long post.

Day 18: Do you drink soda more than milk?
STOP WITH YOUR STUPID, POINTLESS QUESTIONS ALREADY. 12 MORE DAYS!?
p.s. Yes, I do, due to the fact that I drink Coke/Sprite more than water, and hate milk.

So today at lunch, with half our group away/studying, the remainder sat down in a new spot, and somehow we got onto talking about the ideal age for a boyfriend to be (we're reasonably spontaneous/just plain odd), and after lunch I asked a few other girls for their ideal age for a boyfriend. Without further or do, I present to you:

CHLOE'S IDEAL BOYFRIEND AGE GUIDE FOR GIRLS IN YEAR 12 AND IN YEAR 12 ONLY*
*Please don't hate me if I offend you with anything my collegues and I say.
**This guide applies for gay relationships too, however in the guide I refer to straight relationships as the girls in my group are ....female (obviously)....and are all heterosexual, therefore talking about the male specifically, with most opinions on this topic coming from past relationships etc. .

1. YOUNGER GUYS
The girls at lunch said that they would never date a guy younger than them (and I agreed). REASONS: When the guy is younger than you, have to be the mature one as you have experienced what they are going through. With scientific research proving that the female brain is '2 years more mature'at our age than the male brain (thanks Cindy!), that makes matters even worse. We agreed that it's most likely that a younger guy would date an older girl for his mates' approval/repect', and due to the fact that an older girl usually means he has a better chance at getting sex.

2. OLDER GUYS
Older guys are always preferable as they have experienced what you are going through, and can provide you with support. They're more mature and we all found that older guys are just generally more attractive due to the fact that...well...they're older than you. From the discussion at lunch/asking others I found that almost every girl said that the ideal age for a boyfriend is for him to be in our grade (yr 12), however in the older half. Hannie at first said 19, however then changed her answer to the popular choice, saying that it is ideal for the guy to be in year 12 for the reasons stated above and also because you will both we doing the HSC together and can provide each other with support (and study notes).
Cindy says that there is an 'Unspoken rule that he has to be older by at least 6 months', and that it's 'careful ground until you find out his age'. This was justified with:
- You see a guy, think he's cute, find out his birthday- if he is younger you can only really then joke with him as a younger brother
-older equals COMMENCE FLIRTING

Alex said that she only talks/flirts with guys who are older than her, that it's instinctive, however, I think this may be a tad biased as she has a boyfriend who is 20. Enough said.

We all decided that a guy over the age of 20 is off limits (Alex an exception), however for me personally, I most likely wouldn't date a guy over the age of 18 unless I was really, really into him.

Conversely, Phoebe doesn't really understand the concept of men who are off limits because their age, due to the fact that she is obsessed with Geoffrey Robertson (a human rights lawyer), however, 'other 65 year olds ain't really my thang' (Thank the LOORRRDDD). She justifies her love for him with the fact that she is purely "...attracted to his job". Nice Phoebe, nice. You will get very far in life.

We continued on to agree that the age of your boyfriend, in a way, defines your maturity. Feel free to object.

3. UNIVERSITY- I decided that this sub-topic deserves its own bullet point. We all agreed that now we're in year 12 it's different in terms of going out with a guy 'in the grade above you'. Going out with guys in yr 12 when we were in year 11 was different, as both people in the relationship were still in school- now it all changes cause they're in university. Are they going to be restricted because of you? While you're slaving your ass off for the HSC will they get bored having to wait around for you? For the girl, it is the only option, and while it could be seen as 'unfair'for the guy, it could also be seen as being unfair on the girl, as the guy will be meeting new girls at university who share the same interests (as they are most likely doing the same course), who share similar goals they want achieved in terms of occupation, and who offer the same level of maturity as the guy. However, this is also relevant when you are dating a guy who is the 'ideal age'(I.e. year 12, older half), as while you both are starting university at the same time next year, those girls will still be there.
The last point is that once the girl is out of school age gap is not big deal, as long as the male in the relationship is older.

The End. I hope you will accept my wise words and that you now reconsider and re-evalutate your relationship if you have one, now that you have read my guide. Just kidding. But seriously.

Now for some irrelevant, but all the more interesting photographs.

Namaste.

In the end, all that matters most is:
How well did you live
How well did you love
And how well did you learn
to let it all go.

I HATE BELONGING ESSAYS

AND I HATE TECHNOLOGY
AND I HATE NOT GETTING SEATS ON TRAINS
AND I HATE IT WHEN I RUN OUT OF CUPCAKES TO EAT
AND I HATE IT WHEN I RUN OUT OF MONEY AGAIN, MEANING NO COFFEE UNTIL NEXT WEEK
Thankyou for putting up with me. This blog is a learning experience for both of us.

Day 17: Your thoughts on uggboots.

Comfortable, however should only, and I repeat, ONLY be worn indoors.

During my last exam period I decided to walk up to the corner store to buy more Golden Gaytimes. As I walked out the front gate I gazed at my reflection in a window, and I had this small but significant moment of self-realisation:
"....what the hell has happened to me?! NOOOOOOOOOOOO"
I was wearing:
1x Wallabies Jersey
1x Tracksuit pants
2x Tan-coloured Uggboots.

That's what exams do to you, kiddos. You loose your sense of identity and become alienated and isolate from the world around you, becoming what you never thought possible.

You know those songs which make you really happy? They don't necessarily have to be good, they just cheer you up. Well I've discovered a few lately. Here's one I stole from Eleni:


I am now off to yoga.
GOOODDBBYEEEEEEEEEEEE

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty face from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
- Macbeth

Cool story Hansel

Day 16: List the initials of your crushes
Crushes? Isn't that term reserved for kids in primary school?

Today I spent my afternoon free period with my friend in the Rose Gardens outside the front of our school, and somehow we got onto the topic of hearing little kids sing lyrics to songs which are actually sexual, the kids having no idea of what the lyrics mean. My friend, who wished to remain nameless, put on a song which she was OBSESSED with when she was little and only now realises that the song is all about orgasms. Singing along to it when she was younger she thought is was about a monster..... It is, after all, called The Big O.

My first HSC exams are next week. My sources of procrastination include:
1. Facebooking
2. Blogging
3. Facebooking
4. Drawing the Deathly Hallows symbol on my body
5. Swearing
6. Facebooking
7. Eating icing sugar out of the container
8. Looking aimlessly out the window as if it will somehow give me knowledge
9. Drinking excessive amounts of tea and coffee which will most likely result in a heart-attack at the age of 20. I better get to Glastonbury Festival soon then.....

It's looking likely that exams won't really go my way if I continue blogging/facebooking throughout the next two weeks, so I am saying goodbye (don't expect this to last long....BUT HAVE FAITH IN ME!) . After exams I have:
1. MUSE
2. U2
3. OPEN BAND PARTY
4. MORE PARTIES

Taa taa my friend.





P.S. I love this song. Can't play it loud though as parents and swearing coming from my room don't really mix well.

Day 15

Day 15: Tell us about your favourite junk food.
I honestly can't decide whether I like Reeses Peanut Butter Cups (I once ate a pack of 40 miniatures in an hour), or Smores more...
You may well be asking 'What the hell are Smores?'
Well, my friend, I shall write the procedure of making Smores in order for you to gain a further and wider understanding into the wonderful, heavenly eatable creations.

SMORES
Step 1: Place an Arnott biscuit on a plate.
Step 2: Place a piece off cooking chocolate on said biscuit.
Step 3: Place a marshmellow on cooking chocolate
Step 4: Place a second Arnott biscuit on top of marshmellow
Step 5: Put in microwave
Step 6: Press START, and press STOP when the marshmellow looks as if it is about to blow up
Step 7: Immerse yourself in Smore-y goodness.

I'm actually going to bring the ingredients to school tomorrow and make them in the common room. Thanks random question people for the inspiration.

This weekend was quite 'happening'. Here is what I did, if you really do care enough to read my recount.
1. Saw Harry Potter 7 Part 1 Friday afternoon (read review below)
2. Babysat until 1 AM
3. Spent Saturday working on my bloody belonging essay
4. Saturday night in Stanmore hitting up a pretty sweeeeet party.
5. Sunday morning: Breakfast at a cafe with Mum
6. Met up with Eleni at Edmunds and Greer (hadn't actually been there in a while...)
7. Currently half-heartedly attempting to complete my belonging essay.

Really I should be off doing my essay, but I have some photos I would like your eyes to see.
I WANT HER SHOES/TIGHTS

Harry Potter 7 (Part 1) verdict

Day 14: Do you have siblings? If so, talk about them.
Boooooorrriinngggg. Whoever wrote this '30 Day Blog Challenge' should stick to their day job.
I shall answer the question, however, as I do recall promising to complete this challenge.
I have:
1x Sister, Phoebe. Looks like me, is smart and organized. Likes Muse and feminism. Capable of saying snappy one-liners.
1x Brother, Christopher. 10 years old, plays AFL and the trumpet. Orange haired, however it's currently darkening to brown. He also swims and plays cricket (he won today)

Now for what you have all been waiting for, folks!
MY HARRY POTTER 7 PART 1 VERDICT.

Overall, it did justice to the book, and is by far the best movie installment of the series (the next best, in my opinion, being number 3), with the special effects/casting being EXCEPTIONAL (I was particularly impressed with Bill Nighy as Scrimgeour). I never, and I repeat NEVER cry in movies, however cried not once, but TWICE in this one.

However, to my dismay there were a few moments in the book that I love which were for some reason left off the script. These were:
1. After Ron destroys the locket, he begins to cry over the image of Harry and Hermoine, and Harry comforts him, resulting in a touching man-to-man conversation where Harry tells Ron how Hermoine has only ever loved him as a brother figure....I cried in the book.
2. Before Bathilda Bagshot comes along, as Harry and Hermoine are gazing at the ruins of Harry's childhood house, a memorial is supposed to appear (invisible to muggles), speaking about what happened on that fateful night and how Harry's parents will always be remembered. Signitures also begin to appear, aswell as words of encouragement and support to Harry and his endeavours.
3. Before Xenophilius Lovegood calls on the Deatheaters to his house, Harry, Hermoine and Ron have a special moment where they see that Luna has painted a picture of the group of friends on the roof of her room
4. When Harry and Hermoine turn on the radio to find the boys at Hogwarts's show 'Potterwatch'.
5. The movie didn't really do much with the sub-plot of Harry questioning Dumbledore's character, with Harry finding out more and more about his past, particularly regarding his sister and Grindlewald.

So there you have it, my friends. Overall I rate it 8.5/10. It finished at a GREAT moment but I felt that the movie was just hitting its stride when it finished, however this may be a good thing in terms of setting the scene for the next movie.

Today I am writing my Belonging essay (kill me now), buying hair dye, and maybe going to a party. To party or not to party? That is the question.

P.S. I want these DOCS. Move over floral, HERE COMES THE UNIVVEERRSSSEEEEEE

P.P.S. I experienced Breadtop, and had a Chocolate Horn which Jem kindly paid for. It's best described as a chocolate croissant on steroids (the inside of the pastry is chocolate ganache)

It's times like these when you need a chocolate custard Puffy

Day 13: Your thoughts/opinions on Mean Girls
Mean Girls is pretty over-rated if you ask me....it's very, very quotable but now it's become this 'legend'and I don't think it's really worthy of that. Criticisms aside, the screenplay is abnormally witty/original for a teen flick.

I AM SO OVER THE ROYAL ENGAGEMENT. FIND SOME NEW NEWS ALREADY. I know they're in love/been going out for 10 years/it's a happy ending BUT COME ON.
I honestly do not understand why a young, modern woman like Kate Middleton would marry into the royal family. All throughout history they have sidelined and prosecuted women, with most relationships becoming stale/unhappy. Just the royal family in general makes my blood boil. Now I know that they, in some aspects, define British history, but in today's 21st Century they are just simply outdated and unnecessary. Come on, in a contemporary, modern society they are still living in PALACES and cruising around in HORSE DRAWN CARRIAGES, when there are so many people suffering in the world, WITH MANY OF THESE PEOPLE LIVING IN THEIR OWN COUNTRY. I just hope Australia becomes a republic soon so I don't have to see them on the back of my coins. Just shows how far some people go for love (....or power?).

OH OH OH I'M SEEEINNGG HAARRYY POOTTTEERR TTOOMMOORROOOWWWW
Here is another Harry Potter related post in celebration



P.S. I want to do this this weekend

Yeeerrrrrr

Day 12: Your thoughts and opinions on Harry Potter
Please don't get me started. All I will comment on this question is that if you have not read the pages of the Harry Potter I greatly suggest (for your own benefit/survival) that you hide in a hole and never come out because I will personally track you down and tear your bare flesh off your spine whilst wearing fake nails, cook your flesh into a pie, then make you eat it. In other words, Harry Potter is basically the one thing in the world which is NOT over-rated.

Enough said.

P.S. I finished the book I was talking about yesterday and have begun reading another called 'Hope and Memory'. It's. Amazing. I'm having abit of an unhealthy obsession with non-fiction books.....

P.P.S. DO YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT MAKES MY BLOOD BOIL?. When you buy a ticket for a train ride, you are paying for the service of the train taking you to your destination; you are NOT paying for a seat. I am more than happy to give up my seat for the elderly and pregnant women , but it makes me SO ANGRY when other people expect us to stand up. Today on the train I was struggling with holding my folder/5 books/laptop, about to drop everything, and I look over at all the adults seated, staring aimlessly out the window, the only thing they're carrying is their little handbag/manbag and their I-pod. I personally feel as though adults should give up their seats for students if they are in situations like mine. COME ON. IT'S JUST BEING ETHICAL. I swear the adults find satisfaction in seeing us dying with our carry items.

P.S. HE HAASS A NAAMMEEE! You know, that insanely perfect creature of the male species that I posted on the blog a few days ago? As I pinned a photo of him to the 'Hot Guys Wall' in the common room, my friend exclaimed:
OMG FRANCISCO LACHOWSKI
Without further to do, I now present you with Francisco Lachowski, the hot (even though he's a bit feminine), 18 year old Brazilian model. My 'type' is lanky/brown hair/not up themselves, but this guy is definitely an exception....

ZOMG (p.s. Tiasha Tiasha Tiasha)

Day 11: Your top 3 favourite bands
OMG I LOVE THIS QUESTION (although it is quite difficult to choose). Let's see:
1. MUSE (do I even have to say the word?)
I'm more into individual singers but if I had to choose some more bands they would be:
2. Bloc Party & The Postal Service (a tie)
3. Radiohead

Today is a historic day, my friends.
WE GOOTTT THHEEE COOMMOONNN RROOOOMMMMM (note excessive use of CAPITALS and letters).

I drank 3 cups of tea, painted a picture of James Franco on the mural we did on a wall, and sat around aimlessly throughout the duration of my free periods, eating other people's food and drinking other people's drink while they were at maths. Life is sweet.
Tomorrow I'm bringing in my love-heart fairy lights and some photos I printed off the internet for our 'Hot Guys' wall....don't ask.

I'm reading a really great book called 'Regarding the Pain of Others', by Susan Sontag, which is an (extremely long) essay on war photography. In the essay, she sets out to answer one of the three questions posed in Virginia Woolf's book Three Guineas,
"How in your opinion are we to prevent war?".
I'm extremely anti-war and the arguments which the essay raises really confirm many of my views on the atrocities of war. It's some research for my Extension 2 English major work, along with 5 other books which I have to read which were given to me by my uber amazing mentor MS ORRDEELLL.

Goodbye forevs. JOKES.

P.S. HAAARRYYY PPPOOTTTEEERR ISSS NEARRLLYY HHEERREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE



P.P.S. Pure. Epicness.

It's hot.

Really, really hot.
When it's hot = laziness
Laziness= not going to write much on blog
Not going to write much on blog= going to post pictures instead.

Before I post my photos and go to make myself another milo, I shall say this and this only.
THE SOCIAL NETWORK IS AWESOME. I watched it last night (after I bought that pair of shoes I was stalking), and I must say that it is indeed a movie of the epic sort. I especially liked it when he threw beer bottles at the wall.

That is all.

P.S. OHH MAAA GAWWDD HARRY POTTER IS COMING OUT THIS WEEK.
For the final movie coming out next year, I've decided I'm going to organise a huge flash-mob in the city (I'm thinking the intersection outside the QVB at Town Hall), where half of the participants dress up as Voldemorts Army, the other half as Hogwarts students, and when the clock strikes midday everyone runs onto the road and starts battling it out with spells etc. I'm excited already.
Here is a Harry Potter related photo to celebrate.


P.P.S. Be jealous due to the fact that I am off for dinner tonight at our family friend's house who is a Thai cook and was featured in the Sydney Morning Herald....
P.P.P.S. This puppy is the cutest thing since James Franco's face.

Day 8: Are you a fitness guru or a couch potato? Explain your habits/routines
Hmmmmmm. I guess I am mixture of the two. I do yoga/play hockey in Winter as my two regular exercising activities, but at the moment apart from yoga (which I've been skipping because of Glee) my only exercise is walking to the corner store to buy Almond Magnums. I sometimes workout on the gym equipment in my house and say to my self 'ok...every Saturday morning I'll work out for half an hour', however I never follow this up and end up spending my Saturday mornings blogging/eating icing sugar out of the tub. So there you have it folks, my exercise routine..

So babysitting last night was PARADISE.
The two boys are adorable, the mum had set up a display of snacks/dinner for me (dinner was black bean beef and fried rice), the kids went to bed at 8.30, and Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was on (speaking of Harry Potter, the reviews of the 7th movie are AWEESOMMEE). Oh, and I GOT A $20 TIP! Off to buy the pair of shoes I've had my eyes on...

I have something to say and I have been pondering it for a while now. What makes the male species think that girls want to watch/enjoy watching them play video games? In California the kid who lived across the road asked if I wanted to 'watch him play X-BOX', my brother asks me to watch him all the time, and last night the boys were playing Toy Story 2 on playstation and would yell 'WATCH US' whenever I turned my eyes away from the TV to my magazine. WE ARE NOT INTERESTED IN WATCHING YOU PLAY VIDEO GAMES. Are we not equal/good enough to PLAY THEM WITH YOU? Honestly, it's not that hard to press A heaps of times and press an up arrow to jump.
That said, when I tried COD I just kept throwing grenades at my head....

P.S. IT'S SO HOT

Nina Nina Nina Cindy Kuan Kuan Kuan

Day 7: How you came across Blogspot, and how your life has changed since joining
I came across Blogspot after reading/viewing The Satoralist, and investigating how to form my own blog. I started out just by posting photos that I had taken (go to my first couple of posts...it's funny how much the blog has changed). It's changed my life in the way that I can finally express my creativity through some form that others can read...it's like an outlet for my thoughts/opinions and it's the best form of intervention (by diverting me away from my Facebook addiction and making me write!).
GET A BLOG
DON'T DO DRUGS
EAT PORK BUNS
LIVE YOUR LIFE

I am now off to sit on babies (AKA babysitting). Need to money to:
1. Pay Tiasha back
2. Buy Cindy's shorts (the uber awesome ones she bought from Newtown that she has kindly offered to me...THANKS AGAIN CINDY)
3. Pay for common-room coffee machine (already a week overdue)
4. See the Social Network/buy pork buns






P.S. This song is one of those songs which gets better as it progresses....and the video stars JOSH HARTNETT!!!