Welcome! Come in, come in. This journal is currently Friends Only, but please feel free to add me and comment here (or I won't know, and I won't add you back, and everyone will be very sad) if we have things in common. What things could we possibly have in common, I hear you ask. Well, you could look at my profile. Or I could be kind and give you a brief rundown here and now.

I'm a Law/Arts student. I have an unladylike adoration of military history and weaponry. I love Victoriana, alternative music, symphonic metal, all things Japanese and Finnish, things with ruffles or lace, cupcakes with sprinkles, polka dots, lilies, vanilla, and anime/manga. I have a sarcasm problem. I love the cold, hate the humidity, fangirl a little too much for my health and drink green tea, black coffee and chai lattes like they're going out of fashion.

I don't bite often or hard so please do feel free to friend me. :)

♠ Going to the greyhound races is so not as much fun as going to the horse races. Much as I think greyhounds are gorgeous. But you know, the races are over so damn quickly you can't really get pumped up about it or anything. I also paid a ridiculous amount of money for a TERRIBLE buffet. Urgh. The people who had dessert were braver by far than I, I was not going anywhere near that trifle. And judging by the looks of horror on the faces of those who did, this was a wise decision. The bogan presence was also phenomenal. I was informed by one of my friends that the greyhound races were a prime husband-spotting destination. ULK. DO NOT WANT.

♠ On the other hand, I learnt more gay slang. Yay.

♠ Bought myself this FANTASTIC book called What Jane Austen Did And Charles Dickens Ate which is essentialy a reference book for all the things in Victorian literature I've ever wondered about. Useful things like how people got their titles, who outranked whom, and how to address a baronet when writing to them. So essentially a lot of things that will help me a lot in the real world. :p

♠ Am yet to watch episode 5 of Glee, because I fail at life and for no apparent reason my laptop screwed up my download. So I have at least another...*checks* 3 hours and 53 minutes to go before I can watch it.

♠ Three more days until the big 18. Until I can place a bet on the greyhounds without being IDd and having to pretend I left my ID in my bag and run back to get it and never return. Until I get actually get in to pubs and clubs. Until I can sign forms for myself rather than having to have my parents do it for me.

Whoa, I've been slack about updating. I'm not sure that anyone actually cares, but I've still been slack.

♣ Ajisen Ramen and Morning Glory are both shops of awesome, and I adore them. I bought a lot of very awesome stationary for an even more awesome price, and had a bowl of particularly amazing ramen (which incorporated gyoza. WIN.). MG was also playing some amazing k-pop/j-pop CD which I was dancing too in the shop. :p I can't help it. That music just makes me want to get up an get down. XD

♣ It's almost time for my 18th! Yes, finally. I think I want a PS3, because there are too many awesome games out there for me not to be able to play them somehow. Devil May Cry, Final Fantasy XIII and Final Fantasy Versus XIII in particular. I know I should probably want expensive jewelerry of something, but...I happen to want a gaming console. Yes. I'm an odd little muffin.

♣ I bought Within Temptation's 'The Black Symphony' double CD/double DVD set for an obscenely low price. Sharon has the most AMAZING voice. She sounds so beautiful live. I haven't watched the DVDs yet, but I will very soon.

♣ In conjunction with my 18th is my 18th birthday party, which is I suspect possibly the reason I'm having very screwed up dreams. It's a bit stressful. I mean, I'm really excited about it but there's food/drinks/cake to organise, and there's going to be about 40 people (I didn't realise I had 40 friends, go me :p), and a lot of the people there aren't going to know each other so I hope everyone gets on, and nobody gets off their face drunk on my watch. Not that I object specifically to peope getting drunk, I just don't want anyone getting so drunk they're being an asshat or so drunk they actually need looking after/medical attention. Which is a bit hypocritical, coming from me, but just because I've done it doesn't mean a) I want to do it again or b) I want other people to do it.

♣ Glee is my new fandom love. It is awesome. And no, it is nothing like High School Musical. I am going to cut the next person who says that.

Ok, time to go tidy up my room/do my torts assignment. Do not want.

WARNING: I'm going to pontificate.

( 'Then I have no more.' )

And now I'm going to go back to whinging and moaning as I usually do. Thankyou.

I. Well, I am very tired, and I intend to bail on the party I'm supposed to be going to tonight. I always know it's time to slow down when my father notices I look exhausted, and apparently he talked to mum last night avout how pale/tired I looked at the debate. So I think I'm going to have a quiet night. I'm going to need all my energy for the end of next week anyway.

II. I have, in my time, given some fairly good speeches. Last night's was not one of them. Not by a looooooooong shot.

III. I bought myself pretty businesswear, using debating as an excuse. I now have a what I believe is a very nice grey dress, with a purple, ruffled, short sleeve silk shirt to wear underneath. Personally, I think it is a winning combination. I also bought a pair of heels which are lovely, though a little high. Hopefully I will not fall on my ass when trying to walk in them, because that would be embarassing. And potentially quite painful.

IV. Also bought myself more $10 penguins. It's becoming an addiction. I bought The Art of War and The Great Gatsby, to add to the steadily growing collection. Also finally got my hands on volume 8 of Cantarella, which I read last night. So much awesome. So much angst.

V. House sitting is still going ok, other than the fact the gas stove keeps throwing hissy fits and not working properly. :S This is a problem, because most cooking requires a stove. I had to eat muesli for dinner the other night. Much as I like muesli, this is not ideal.

Ok, firstly, I apologise to everyone who I've been ignoring. I will comment/read entries soon, I promise, but dial up has been eating my LJ capacity a bit. :S

Firthermore, my laptop refused to switch on this morning so...not good. Who knows when I shall be back online (hopefully soon), but as soon as I am I will stop neglecting everything and post properly.

I recall why I don't follow Middle Eastern politics. Much as I find the whole area fascinating, it makes me angry, and then it makes me sad. It makes me angry because there are people in the world who, no matter how hard they fight, will never have the things I have. It makes me angry because there are heroes who will die alone, and whose names we won't remember. It makes me angry because some people grow wealthy and powerful based on the misery and enslavement of others. It makes me angry because those who could act, won't act.

And it makes me sad to think that there is nothing I can do. Sad to think of all the people who live their lives hoping for change that may never come. Sad because that hope isn't always enough. Sad because the world isn't a just place, and sad because there are thousands of nameless, faceless people who I'll feel emotion for for a moment or two before I go back to my own life.

If I believed in god, I would pray for the Iranian people.

I HAVE THE INTERNET. OH THANKYOU MERCIFUL GODDESS.

Admittedly I spent two hours on the phone to Bigpond, the billing department of bigpond, the technical support department of bigpond, the activation department of bigpond, the annoying voice recognition walk through part of bigpond and nearly yelled at a couple of people out of sheer frustration, but I have the internet.

In other news...

( Cut so you don't have to read this if you don't care. )

Enough from me for now. No doubt I will go on more of a rant about something soon. Look forward to it, my dears. :p

Ok, I'm sorry I'm not replying to comments or anything, but I currently have no internet at the place I'm house sitting (or mobile phone coverage...). Hopefully I should be able to get the dial up working in the nearish future. Then I shall come back and spam you all with comments. <3

I was going to say 'judgement day' has arrived, but after seeing terminator last night I'm a little wary of that anlogy. :p <lj user="butterlygirl_3"> and I ditched revision and the pains of RL at large for the joys of shit being blown up and Christian Bale with a machine gun. It was great. We were two of the very few girls in that cinema. There was a lot of testosterone. We also really, really pissed off the couples by stealing the middle of the back row. XD MWAHAHAHA. Sucked in, bitches.


I actually nearly imploded because they gave us a 'Public Enemies' trailer. I was actually bouncing around in my seat in manner of psychotic fangirl. I can't help it. That movie is going to be wicked in so many good ways. We were going to get coffee afterwards, but because we live in a sleepy (see: boring) city, nothing was open. So I drove home cranking Flo Rida very, very loudly. Yes, Flo Rida. *hides*


So today I move out of home. Temporarily. Expect many posts regarding said moving out of home experience, and the trials and tribulations. I will miss my room. And my treadmill. And my broadband. I am however, looking forward to the cooking for myself part, the playstation, the chance to do whatever I want all day (in between exam revision), and the wood fire. Also potentailly a lot of introspective angst. I tend to ponder the Great Mysteries of the Universe when left alone.


I should be doing revision right now, but I realised I should probably start to pack up my possessions. I do love leaving things to the last minute...


Oh, and it occurs to me regularly, whenever 'Ghost Love Score' plays on my car mix, that no matter how much hideous manufactured pop music I listen too, Nightwish are, and always will be, musical bliss.


And Oh. My. God. Neil Gaiman. WHY DID I NOT DISCOVER THE AWESOMENESS OF HIS NOVELS EARLIER? Also, am I the only person who thinks he's quite attractive?

I. I realised that I have managed to schedule next semester so I have a lovely day off uni. Neat, huh? Well, it was until I realised I also managed to ensure that said day off was on the day I have Japanese, so I am going to have to go to town anyway. Fail, Bec. Fail.

II. I am actually going to seriously have to consider my options regarding where I am going to live. I adore my car, it is my baby (and I feel the need to tell people about it often), but it also gobbles up my money. It is not feasible for me to be driving for an hour and a half a day just to get to uni and back, not counting driving around town to my various commitments. It will, simply, not work.

III. Sort of in line with that, I start house sitting soon on Friday, so I'll get to see how I go living on my own. The thought of moving out of home...I don't know, it feels odd typing it. I've thought about it before, obviously, but it would be a fairly massive step. It's not that being alone scares me, I like being alone, but the thought of not coming home to my family and the dogs and the chaos that is my household...it makes me feel a bit strange.

On that note, I just went to get all my instructions and see the place...

( Full Report )

V. I feel someone needs to start a Literature Friending Meme. You know, for all of us who fangirl Oscar Wilde, Shakespeare, Keats etc as hard as we fangirl movies, TV and animanga. What does everyone else think?

There were so other things I wanted to say...might have to update again later when I remember them...

I. I swing my hips like whoa when I walk. I realised this today. I wonder if it is a bad thing.

II. Dear Slightly-Emo-Boy-Who-Works-In-The-Kitchen, do not look at me with barely concealed disdain. What you may not know is that I am probably doubly as hardcore as you, you pretentious little fucker, and I am entirely unimpressed by your little chain belt accessories and dyed black hair. I'm sorry, my apparent shyness and plain brown hair has clearly led to me being popped in the 'preppy' box. But unlike you, you egotistical little prick, I don't have my head shoved up my arse and I happen to think that I may listen to both Industrial Metal and Jessica Mauboy if I want too. I was always under the impression being 'alternative' was mostly about being true to yourself, not trying to break out of the box by constructing another one. Furthermore, if I get stuck between you and the table behind the bar again, I will break your ribs. I don't care whether it is intentional or not.

III. I'm not actually angry with the boy above, but a little rant felt good. :p

IV. New car is named 'Cesare' or 'Ces'. In honour of Cesare Borgia from Cantarella, of course.

V. Am odd blend of content and antsy. Not sure what is going on. Had the craziest dream last night, combining an evil koala, the ocean, a massive shark and a sand dune I had to climb. I suspsect the return of the ocean in my dreams signifies the return of a need to deal with emotion. I woke up like 'WTF?!'. I swear, I do not have normal people dreams. Probably because I'm not a normal person. XD

OMG MY PARENTS BOUGHT ME A CAR! I'm not trying to be obnoxious about it, I'm just very excited. XD It's RED. I have to name it. <3 I love it. I LOVE it. Though I feel really bad for having it when a lot of my friends are saving up for one...:S

On the down side, my emotions have fucked me over again and I have no idea what the hell to do, but I'm sure it'll turn out all right.

I have had quite a bit of caffeine. Normally this would not be an issue, however, I actually need to get some sleep. I had a very busy day today, and ended up drinking a lot of coffee to stay awake. This was fine, but now I want to go to sleep. A problem. I only got about four hours sleep last night because I am...a little emotionally fraught at the moment. Confusion reigns, and I don't deal well with confusion. At all.

Sleep deprivation, I find, heightens my emotions. Is anyone else seeing a vicious cycle of doom here?

I tried to soother myself last night by reading The Time Traveller's Wife, which worked to an extent, but didn't actually really help me sleep. I don't know what I'm going to try tonight. Possibly my Torts textbook. :p

I nabbed a book of Victorian poetry from the library in one of my breaks. I love the poem 'Amy's Cruelty' by Elizabeth Barret Browning. It's gorgeous.

Ok, I am going to go and try to sleep.

(I also worry my emotional confusion is just melodrama. But at midnight while on a caffeine kick heading to a caffeine crash is probably not the best time ever to decide that.)

Ok, I went on a bit (see: a lot) of a poetry bender, and I've decided I should share some of my favourites with you guys. Feel special. So there is much poetry by many illustrious personages beneath the cut...

( For they in thee a thousand errors note... )

i. I'm procrastinating. I have a torts assignment to do and a Classics tute paper to write, but I really, really feel the urge to sit here staring at LJ and wondering about the world. Rather than referring extensively to s20 of the Civil Liability Act 1936 (SA), or looking at Herodotus' treatment of barbarians. Don't get me wrong, Classics is one of my favourite subjects, but at the moment I'm not in a Herodotus sort of mood.

ii. After being siezed by the inexplicable urge to read shoujo manga, I read eight volumes of Tenshi Ja Nai on Monday. It's actually surprisingly good. I mean, there're cross-dressing bishies, illicit romances, a hot boy with a katana and some generous dollops of hilarity. It's been entertaining at least. And a lot less annoying than I find a majority of shoujo.

iii. I like Sappho's poetry. There are a lot of different translations available, and sadly a large majority of her work was lost, but what I've read I really like. Some of it is captivating, if only because it's so fragmented it makes me wonder what the poem would be like in it's full form. For example, the line I don't expect to touch the sky is oddly profound for me, and I wonder so much what followed it. I also love this poem, which I'll put under a cut because it's longer.

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iv. I need to stop buying things to try and cheer myself up. I realise I've fallen victim to the very cliche habit of trying to create happiness with material possessions. I realised I was doing it primarily because I keep buying things not because I really want them, but because I really want to buy things. Which is silly, I know.

v. Ok, time to sally forth and slay the Torts-dragon. The term 'Torts-dragon' initially coined by the wonderful butterflygirl_3

vi. Why are people so intolerant? I have a guy friend who's in something of a nasty situation because his grandparents just found out he's gay. *sighs* Why can't everyone just take people's sexuality as it comes? It's not as if it's a choice, and even if it was, it shouldn't be something we condemn people for.

I went to see Phantom of the Opera, and it rocked my world. It was absoloutely amazing. Anthony Warlow was brilliant (I think I may have a crush on him for his voice), and the girl playing Christine (apparently the standby), had an utterly captivating voice. The set was phenomenal, the boat scene was, I think, the best piece of set design and innovation I have ever seen, and in general everything was pretty much perfect. <3

butterflygirl_3 and I as per usual suffered our usual spate of mishaps before leaving, primarily my corset strings ruining her freshly painted nails (I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean too). :p We were both a touch overdressed, but if there was ever a time for me to wear my corset and my gorgeous red silk and black lace layered skirt, it would be to Phantom. I couldn't breathe (butterflygirl_3 was clearly a very industrious maid in a past life, and was very good at cinching my waist in to an insane degree), but that didn't detract from my enjoyment. I also had a vanilla cornetto in the interval, a pleasure I have not indulged in for a while.

So yes, much, much success. Makes up for what has been a bit of a tumultuous week. Good moments and bad moments.

I should not be awake right now. I am completely exhausted, but strangely awake. However, as it usually takes me about half an hour to get ready for bed, and I will no doubt end up reading more Saiyuki, I should toddle off. I just felt the need to tell everyone how WICKED AWESOME COOL Phantom was. <3

May post again tomorrow to fangirl more, bud adieu for now.

When I go into a library, I'm like one of those women who can't stop picking up disreputable men in bars. I tell myself I'll be a good girl, but I always end up dragging at least two or three tomes out with me. Their lovely covers or tantalising summaries make me promises, and though I know they will inevitably keep me up at night and drive me to distraction, I can't resist them.

Well, that was slightly pretentious. But entirely true. I had to go on an expedition to town today to drop something off for dad, so I popped in to the library on my way home. Error. I now have several more books to add to the already teetering pile. It also means said books will no doubt distract me from all the uni reading I should be doing.

Ah well. Such is life.

♥ Ever have one of 'those' days? I suppose it could have been a lot worse. It was just lots of little things that added up to make me miserable. These included (I apologise, f-list, I need to rant):

( Damn, my posts these days are very emo. Oops. 'Dear Diary... )


And there ends the pointless update on the state of my meaningless little life.

Oh, I've been neglecting this journal. I always mean to post, then by the time I get home all I want to do is crawl into bed and curl up.

( Report on the current state of affairs )