Log in

19 August 2011 @ 12:51 pm
A list for my own convenience.


A Birthday Question

Children's Fantasy - XxxBubbleGumPrincesxxX

Counting Stars - BlowTheCandlesOut (reading)

Worlds Apart - embrace-the-deception

All Shook Up - blaineywainey

A Touch of the Fingertips - poisonivy231

Jealous of the Moon - musiclover48 (soulmates fic - name on palm)

Teach Me a Lesson - MonochromaticSongbird

When Old Wounds Heal - admiller (reading)

Tell Me What You Really Want - kthxilyxxx

Spring Break '14 - Coiffed-and-Curly


Masterlist of Glee fics - caroline_shea

Masterlist - twivamp92

Favourite. The most perfect of perfect fics.

Defition - villiageidiot

Running on Sunshine - idoltina

My Body Betrays Me - emilianadarling

Before We Get Too Old - shia_labeouf
Tonight I went to a goodbye dinner for my work, as we closed down this week. I honestly can't believe how much I lucked out on my very first job, all the people around that table are awesome, every person I worked with was fantastic.
Obviously it's rocky at first and there were a few people I didn't know how to talk to or was intimidated by, but as time passed I can honestly say that I liked everyone in that workplace, to some degree. We had amazingly great managers, that made us feel so safe. We had crappy customers on occasion, more so once we announced we were closing, but even before that it was made clear - and I believe them 100% - that they will do everything and anything to keep all of us safe. And I honestly do believe that, because I saw it, and because they are all amazing firecrackers that will unsuspectingly rip your head off if you continuously actively threaten or get violent to employees. They are tough as nails and will call security and the cops without hesitation, but were also the loveliest people and very approachable.
We occasionally goofed around a bit, and had a whole lot of fun, because that's what is most important, and listened to crazy, outlandish and borderline unreal stories about mad ass things that, if they were told by anyone else, you might not quite believe. Everyone kept an eye out for each other and had a right good time while doing so. Every person in that place was just awesome, and they made it feel like a little, weird, totally loopy, dysfunctional family, but it was a freaking brilliant family. And I'm going to miss them so much. In a few months time I will be sitting around wondering if one of the managers has had her baby yet, and trying to remember who went overseas and where, and what business one of them may have bought or started running. Every time I buy something at Dangerfield I'll remember all the compliments one of them always gave me on my Dangerfield clothes and wonder if she's gotten around to fishing out some cool items for herself yet. I'm going to want to talk Doctor Who with one of the ladies I worked with, and occasionally I'll wonder what she thought of the latest episode. Whenever I see red boots I'll think about a bunch of the ladies that chatted about buying multiple pairs of boots and how hard it is to find red ones. I'll wonder how everyone is doing in their uni courses and try to figure out of the younger girls have had their final exams yet.
It was only seven months, and for some it was even less, but it was a big, weird, totally batty family, and I will miss them so much, when I remember a story or a conversation or just remember a person in particular, I will look back with so much happiness and awkwardness and I will miss them, I'll miss being able to see and chat to those people so regularly, and nostalgia will only increase those feelings. I will miss it all, but mostly, I will always be so proud I got to work there. Proud that almost subconsciously I ended up working my dream job as my first job. What I'd wanted to do since I was 10, I got to do, and will hopefully get to do again. I am insanely lucky, and isn't it always the way that you don't ever realise that until it's slipping through your fingers. But I am insanely lucky, I realise that and I cherish it, and whatever I end up missing, at least I had it long enough in the first place to be able to miss.
Thank you to all the staff, all the people that made my very first workplace the amazing, weird, hilarious, awkward, enlightening, strengthening, brilliant experience it was.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, I cannot say it enough. I love you and cherish the memories.
Current Mood: touchedtouched
 In all honesty though, in the last few days I feel like I've noticed and influx of couples and people wishing they were "a couple" and once I took a moment to think about it - along with an awkward comment, "you must be an awesome girlfriend"* which I also have mega problems with - I realised that I am so happy and content being me. A lot of it probably has to do with that whole idea of "you can't be happy with someone else until you're happy with yourself" and that's totally true, if you put your happiness on the shoulders of others they will fail you and you will end up twice as miserable. 
I'm sick of people pining over couples. Yes, it's nice to be loved and to love, but there are so many other things in life, experience them! 
One day you will experience being in a couple, and it will be beautiful or terrible or all that you've ever hoped and more or a resounding disaster. Being in a romantic relationship does not make your life complete and it should not be a goal for everyone over the age of 8. It really gets on my nerves when 13 year olds are desperate for a boyfriend or girlfriend, to be perfectly honest, it scares me. When and why did it become so horrible to be single? You still have friends, family, acquaintances, you still have a life. Don't put it on hold for any reason. 
* I am not a girlfriend, and the idea that I, or anyone, is "a great girlfriend" for a singular, superficial act (in this instance I had baked cookies) makes my stomach churn. 
Current Mood: contentcontent
10 May 2011 @ 11:27 pm
The BBC believes most people will have read only 6 of the 100 books listed here. Bold the books you've read in their entirety, underline what you've read more than once, italicize the ones you started but didn't finish or read an excerpt.

Can I just say that I think this is bullshit.
- Harry Potter is 7 books in total, 10 if you count the official bonus books

- The Complete Works of Shakespeare contains over 30 plays and over one hundred sonnets

- Very few people that subscribe to religion have read the entire text their religion is based on, narrow that down to Catholicism/Christianity, exclude the majority of other religions, atheists and agnostics 

- The Faraway Tree Collection, similarly, has mutliple books

So if they believe people have only read six books of the 100, then they should perhaps list stand alone books, because I can bold "Harry Potter series" and effectively have exceeded their expectation.
Having said that, I am going to do this, because I'm curious to see what I've actually read. I have a terrible habit of beginning books then finding another to begin.

01) Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
02) The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
03) Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
04) Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
05) To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
06) The Bible
07) Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte
08) Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell
09) His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman
10) Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
11) Little Women - Louisa M Alcott
12) Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
13) Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
14) Complete Works of Shakespeare
15) Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
16) The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien
17) Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
18) Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger
19) The Time Traveler’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
20) Middlemarch - George Eliot
21) Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
22) The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald
23) The Scarlet Letter - Nathaniel Hawthorne
24) War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
25) The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
26) Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
27) Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
28) Grapes Of Wrath - John Steinbeck
29) Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
30) The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
31) Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
32) David Copperfield - Charles Dickens
33) The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas
34) Emma -Jane Austen
35) Persuasion - Jane Austen
36) The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe - CS Lewis
37) The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
38) Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
39) Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
40) Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne
41) Animal Farm - George Orwell
42) The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
43) One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44) A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
45) The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
46) Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery
47) Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
48) The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
49) Lord of the Flies - William Golding
50) Atonement - Ian McEwan
51) Life of Pi - Yann Martel
52) Dune - Frank Herbert
53) Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
54) Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
55) A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
56) The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
57) A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens
58) Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
59) The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
60) Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
61) Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
62) Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
63) The Secret History - Donna Tartt
64) The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
65) Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
66) On The Road - Jack Kerouac
67) Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
68) Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding
69) Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
70) Moby Dick - Herman Melville
71) Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
72) Dracula - Bram Stoker
73) The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
74) Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
75) Ulysses - James Joyce
76) The Inferno - Dante
77) Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
78) Germinal - Emile Zola
79) Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
80) Possession - AS Byatt
81) A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
82) Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
83) The Color Purple - Alice Walker 30
84) The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
85) Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
86) A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
87) Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White
88) The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
89) Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
90) The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
91) Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
92) The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
93) The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
94) Watership Down - Richard Adams
95) A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
96) A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
97) Me Talk Pretty One Day - David Sedaris
98) Frankenstein - Mary Shelly
99) Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
100) Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
Tags: , ,
07 December 2010 @ 05:01 pm
I need a new layout. Suggestions?

'm trying to get back into LJ. Don't know if it will work, we'll see.
17 July 2010 @ 09:22 pm
This is for my dear, wonderful, lovely, hilarious friend with the best of tastes: manhattan_blue. Here you are dear ^___^

(P.S. I also took a photo of the solution because I figured at some point I would come back to this picture and be frustrated about the answer XD)

[edit: the answer!]

Current Location: camelot
03 July 2010 @ 09:06 pm
I need to update my icons. Obviously this takes priority over homework, reading two novels and learning a monologue.
Tags: ,
03 July 2010 @ 09:01 pm

Wow. I mean, really? I cannot believe I know this person. Admittedly, I can spot the reason why we don't talk.
Current Mood: pessimisticpessimistic
07 February 2010 @ 07:29 pm
I feel like there's something in my chest, and I don't know if it's a weight or a hole but I feel like clawing at it until I figure it out and it goes away.

So, today I cried until I made myself sick. Felt sick all afternoon as a result. Haven't got half of my homework done. Kept crying. Finally got out of the house. Got two more insect bites and came home. Stifled some more crying. Got an ice cream that I didn't eat because it was disgusting and chewy like a half melted marshmallow, got home and inadvertently pissed off my mother by being annoyed that some ice cream got dropped. Cried some more.

We're studying "identity and belonging" in English this year, which is good and bad, because I feel so desperately like I don't belong. Sometimes I feel that I don't have anyone in the world and I know I've lost so much contact with my "friends" because I live so far away from fucking everything. I just want to disappear or be someone else. I hate it all so much. Sometimes, I don't want to have to be alone. I feel so sick with it all.
Current Mood: sadsad
03 February 2010 @ 11:02 pm
I'm so terrible fickle with LJ aren't I? I'm so terribly worried that nothing I do or say in interesting enough to be posted here that I end up not posting anything at all, which kind of defeats the purpose of having the damn thing in the first place.

Anyway, looks like I'm here to bitch again - it's the only place I can now, since everyone I know has hunted me down mercilessly on all the other sites I used (aren't I a terrible person).
Having some friend troubles (don't we all...do we? Do you??), I am, for better or worse, a horribly loyal person, a trait that I've discovered the very hard way rather than the cotton padded way. The friend I have known for ever and who always said I was her "best friend" has now decided she has two "best friends". And I don't mind, I really don't, because it's not that I don't want her to be happy and have people she loves around her and all of that, it's just...Well, when I was young I had one of those little books with Disney characters in it, this one had Mini Mouse and was about friendships and teaching kids that just because someone has two best friends or a new friend, doesn't mean their friendship with you was any less. It never really convinced me. And that's exactly what's happened. Someone else has come in to the picture, years after me and has somehow gain what took me twice as long. In fairness their personalities are a lot more similar than mine and hers, they're a lot more girlie...but it kinda stings. For example, today we had no classes in the afternoon, usually every week when this happens our little group hangs out in a classroom and does a bit of work and a bit of catching up since a lot of us don't have class together. Today they decided to go back to one of their houses to watch a movie. They know I can't go home in the afternoons, I live too far away and I have singing lessons after school. And then they started having a conversation with another two friends of mine about how the four of them went to Galactic Circus (games arcade). I'm sorry, but "best friend" doesn't have the same definition for both of us.

So that's my late night depressing bitch session - apologies. In other news, I started year 12 (last year of high school/college) this Monday just been. So far I'm moderately terrified and massively intimidated, I'm not really sure what on earth I am going to do or how I am going to survive. I'm taking English, Literature, Studio Art, Media and Theatre Studies. I think I'm actually stressing about English the most at the moment because I had such an atrocious teacher for the last two years and I felt like I've learnt nothing over the last 24 months, so this year I have a lot of ground to recover so I hope my teacher actually teaches me what I need to know. I'm really excited about literature though because I have the best teacher in the entire world - she makes us morning tea! She's honestly so amazing and I'm thrilled I finally have her as a teacher, I've had her as a sub before and it was the most brilliant class ever. Also lit is one of my favourite classes anyway so it's a double plus.

Oh, also, in the time between this post and the last, I turned 17. Which I'm still getting used to. I've been 17 for a month now but I just don't quite feel it yet, I'll settle into it soon though.

I'll save you the rant about not being allowed to head up to Sydney to see Wicked again because I think you're all over that particular topic, my apologies, but I am a very obsessive person and I fall in love with fictional things far too easily, much easier than I could ever fall in love with something real. What does that say about me?

Well, this is monumentally long, I didn't really intend that, I just needed to kill some time before I went to bed because I wasn't very tired and if I go to bed too early I'm even more tired in the morning than if I go to bed an hour later. My sleep pattern is so enormously messed up that I just try not to question it any more.

Love xxx

P.S. How are you?
Current Mood: disappointeddisappointed