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MEOW
Moi.
Basics.
Name: Andrea J
D.O.B: 04.02.91
Age: 22 years old
Nationality: Australian
Heritage: Chilean
A Life Worth Living.
Musac.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
8:10 PM
This week has been crazy busy and I finally have a moment to catch my breath alone. So this is what my arvo is turning into:
Gossip Girl ♥ & wrapping Tim's present. I'm so excited to give it to him...eeeeee XD I haven't been all giddy over a gift in ages, hopefully it doesn't backfire. Plus it's fun wrapping presents..or well, it's fun when you want to take the time and make it as perfect as you can XD I rarely wrap gifts. I think the last time I really put any thought into my wrapping was back in year 8 when I got the girls ferrero rocher (YUM) and found matching wrapping paper and did the whole ribbon + stick on bow thing. They looked so nice ♥
XD I haven't had the time to take a drink calmly at home or the ?audacity? to ask for a bottle of something that I actually enjoy in years. Lately all I ever get is whisky/scotch blergh or goon coz it's cheap. Never what I actually want to drink = cocktails HAZZA
Recap of my week: Monday: Stage OH&S training...I'm so clumsy when I'm above the ground =[ Also, people are really rude...or maybe I say thankyou too much =S Sadly I missed the first two school holiday activities I was meant to be helping out with (movies/circus skills)
Tuesday: Waste of a day, was MEANT to get my hair cut but mum killed the day by being late. She was grumpy all day and blergh. On the plus side we went to Lone Star. The filet Mignon was pretty awesome. Busy with LOUD! Tribe stuf
Wednesday: uni, radio show with Nino, Tuyet & Heather. Haven't done it for ages. Then mum cramped up while driving, almost smashed the car and we had to get Tim to drive our car lol...good job =] Then went to the LOUD! Tribe meeting at subway + Pho. I was supposed to meet the girls in the city but by the time I would have gotten there it would have already been 9:30pm and they were all leaving by 11 anyway. Then my cousin came over and stayed till pretty late. I wanted to sleep =[
Thursday: Got up bright and early to help Tim dig in the backyard. Then my mum drove us to stockies and off we went to 5dock. We were volunteering for school holiday activities. So today was 8-11 year olds. We took 29 of them to lazer tag and they got everything for free. Lunch, the 4 lazer games, as many arcade games as they wanted & the bus trip..oh and lollies all for FREE. So much good stuff happens in the community and you just never hear about it. It's a shame. Most of the kids were SO sweet. Tim is surprisingly good with kids =] Then I went on my own, with a massive headache to hand out more flyers at stockies. Then I left early (was planning to stay till closing) coz my battery ran out in my phone and I didn't have a way home and I didn't wanna get two buses in the dark plus not have any way to call someone incase something happened. I finally get home and I don't have my key =.= So i walk down the road (while still putting flyers in peoples mailboxes) to possibly the only pay phone I've seen in all of cabra which just so happens to be on my street. I hate using pay phones, I feel so dirty and cheap. So i called my mum (the only number i have memorised) but she didn't pick up so I walked back and stayed in my garage. Luckily mum heard the msg I left and came here on her break to open the door for me =D
SO, stuf that's coming up: Fusion under18's is tomorrow! FINALLY. I also have to go enroll in a tafe course I'm going to be doing on the side. This also means LOUD! Tribe is going to be put on the back burner indefinitely. Then Sat: I booked an appointment at FMK to get my hair done and then fundraiser dinner with tim =] Sunday is dancing and then I reallllly wanna go to Fiesta in darling harbour to check out the fireworks and see the performances. Then Monday I perform at Fiesta XD
As tiring as it gets sometimes, I really do prefer to be busy than to have nothing to do at all. Being home alone makes me feel like shit ( except for when it's like today, where it's welcomed & relaxing)
I'm waiting for mumsy to finish getting ready so we can go get my hair cut =.=
It's sorta long at the moment and I love length but I need to get rid of the split ends so about 10cm is going =S
I'm going somewhere new I think..kinda scared but I wanna try somewhere cheaper. Paying $400 for a haircut and dye is annoying.
SO yesterday I had my first training day at Julis events college. It was really good, I did the Stage OH&S and the guy teaching was great, really funny and there was no judgement at all for being clumsy or not knowing something which was refreshing =]
My next one is tuesday XD but that one will actually be at the hall.
MEOW.
I want to blog more coz i have so many ideas buzzing in my head but I probably won't have time.
Dance performance on Monday! and then on the Saturday HAZZA. I'm excited, I wonder how tim handles backstage...lol hopefully not like loud tribe events =P
"fuck realtionships. fuck love and fuck you. i'd rather die ALONE then change one thing about me for you."
It intrigued me, my initial reaction was to disagree and then I read the comments which were generally along the lines of 'don't change, ur great the way u are now, don't change for others'. There was a few people who felt this way.
It's a very conflicting idea in my mind. I don't know where it came from but I grew up with the notion that you shouldn't change for anyone but yourself and that, especially in relationships, you shouldn't try to change other people. You should be fine with what you start out with and not consider it a project so that by the end of the molding phase you have the "perfect" partner.
I still feel this way, I hate imposing change on people. I've had partners who have willingly said "I'll change for you, I'll be better, just tell me what to do". This generally makes me feel like a horrible person. To me, changing someone is still bad, usually ends badly too if you have high expectations for that person and they aren't able to meet them, even if they do try which just leads to massive disappointment and guilt for both parties involved (if i was involved at least). I find it very hard admitting what I want changed, I guess a big part of that is because I can't help but take the other persons feelings into consideration. Basically you're saying 'you're a shit individual, I won't be with you unless you alter your personality' and that's just so wrong.
BUT!
At the same time I still disagree with that statement up above. Functioning relationships are about compromise, obviously it can't always be one person doing all the compromising...but it still is necessary and sometimes that means doing things you don't want to do but you do them anyway because you love the person. If you know that your behaviour/attitudes are hurting the person you love, it should make you feel shit, it SHOULD make you want to be the best you can be for that person because you love them and you don't want to keep hurting/upsetting the person.
I think that when you love someone you will do anything to make them happy, sometimes even at your own expense. I guess it really only works when you both love each other. Sure, there may be things you don't like but the love you feel conquers those feelings, and I guess in a way it makes you stronger and will make you want to adapt yourself to make it work because breaking up just isn't an option.
I just opened to blog a tiny bit about yesterday at the beach and I get a phone call saying I got the job I applied for earlier today WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh
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I'm SO freaking out. I don't know what I'm doing. lol...
I got an email from Joanna (LOUD Tribe) and it was a job application/description that she forwarded from PYT. It's for the position of venue TECHNICIAN. So i applied..thinking I wouldn't get it. I got asked for an interview and I went today. My first ever interview. EEP. So yer..I got the call back today and she was being relly nice so I just assumed I hadn't gotten it. (not really a big deal..coz lol I have A LOT to learn). But yer...training starts monday =s
Life takes u in some wierd directions =S
Now to find a nursing job :S
ARGH
nervous much.
My first ever actual paying job...*sigh*
WEll...moving on.
Sunday: dancing + livo westfields(new top) & then Chilean festival. Tim and peter surprised me by showing up ♥ even after I was a total bitch to tim lol...and then michelle came !! =]
Monday: Beach with jairo tim michelle marissa melissa and peter =] SoOOO cold.
Today: Community Cares meeting, interview, and now to study bio!
Photos:
I love watamolla it's so pretty =] AND I found a new pathway to get down to the beach, it's more of a walk and way more steep...but I wanted to know where the path led to lol..I'm glad it got me there coz climbing back up that would have been difficult haha
I woke up early this morning and decided to find a few docos to watch and ended up watching one about the military dictatorship in Argentina in the 70's and about the Abuelas de Plaza de Mayo (Grandmothers of the Plaza de Mayo). I've grown up hearing about the Abuelas and their continuing struggle to not only bring the criminals that took so many lives to justice but also to reunite families that were ripped apart. This all makes me so upset...this whole topic but at the same time I feel a massive sence of pride and adoration for this group of women who fought against all odds and were persecuted themselves for trying to bring attention to the crimes against humanity that were being hidden and denied.
This is a very personal subject for me because the dictatorship in Argentina has so many aspects that are identical to what happened in Chile. The reason my family had to leave Chile.
A lot of documentaries, movies, books & people involved describe the victims of this dictatorship as "the disappeared ". The media tends to skip out why they were called this. Basically what would happen was that people would be taken from their homes or ambushed throughout the day and taken in cars to "secret" locations (everybody knew where they were located but police and government denied their existence)where they were held, questioned and then tortured and in most cases killed. Family members or people around who physically saw someone being taken away couldn't report this to the police because they were completely dismissed and if they were lucky, a missings person report was filed. Very, very few people made it back into society once they were captured. My aunty was one of the lucky ones.
What would happen next for the people that were captured was that their existance was denied. Birth records were destroyed and government institutions were payed off to deny that the person ever worked/studied there. Particularly universities. Most of the people being captured and tortured were university students and teachers, people who were activists and left wing supporters. Once my aunty was "found" she couldn't return to university because they denied that she had ever been a student there.
Another thing that would happen is women who were captured who had babies or gave birth during captivity had their children taken away from them. This is where the Abuelas come into the story. The children were either taken home by military officers (the people who had spent their days torturing the child's parents) and adopted the child as their own or they were sold to orphanages, both within the country and overseas. Many wealthy people who adopted children in the 70's and 80's were "unwittingly" buying children whose parents had been tortured and killed. The Abuelas would rally and try and bring media attention to the fact that their children were missing and also trying to find out what happened to their grandchildren. Over the years they have actually managed to reunite some grandchildren with their grandparents and extended family but it has been difficult because the children (now adults) in most cases did not know that they were adopted. These women still meet and are still working hard to try to connect families, with 101 people having found their true families so far. They even got a bit of attention during the FIFA world cup this year:
That's Maradona, the coach of the Argentinian soccer team with the president of the Abuelas. He showed his support for the group by getting the team to hold up a banner at 2 games and also said he support them with their nomination for a Nobel peace prize this year. Sadly the part where they held up the poster was not televised =[
I find it so difficult to comprehend how anyone can consciously and willingly torture and kill another person. How someone can deny that you ever existed. How neighbors could dob each other in. How schools could be turned into torture camps. How cruel and unforgiving people can be. How some people denied that there ever was a dictatorship. How so many people have forgotten. How all the killers got away and still live normal lives. How things like this are still happening around the world.
I feel so helpless in the grand scheme of things. It hurts me, knowing that there are people out there every day suffering and I'm here...living my life. I feel this massive sense of guilt and I want to help but I don't know how.
It hurts me watching the news and seeing soldiers so casually spout of things like "We've had a good month, we killed 30 insurgents this month". How can that be a GOOD month. You KILLED 30 people, you DESTROYED 30 families, and you have a smile on your face? What is wrong with people =[
If you're interested in watching the documentary about the Grandmothers of the Plaza de Mayo from Argentina here it is:
For more easy info on the dictatorship in Argentina hit the link.
B4 I start rambling on about my day I want to share this:
Easter Island.....or (spanish)La Isla De Pascua OR as the natives call it Rapa Nui (btw it sounds really sexy when it's said correctly).
I don't know how high up this tiny little island is on most people's radar but generally people seem to greet the notion of the island with happiness once you mention it's the place with the Moai (actually no they still look confused)...with those big head statues, or u know, DumDum from Night at a Museum.
Just incase you're lazy, that's where it is in relation to Australia =] (the A)
What i find INSANE is that the islanders fucking CANOED from Tahiti to Easter Island. CANOED!!!! Do you understand how epic that is!!
I've been there 2 or 3 times..can't remember, sadly it was kinda dull scenery wise BUT as with most things these days the dancing got to me. I freaking LOVE Polynesian dancing, it's so delicate yet they move their hips so much. I find it less sensual that belly dancing...and after a little while gets boring but it's still the freaking BOMB!
I'm bringing this up because I saw a performance again today at the Chilean Festival. MAN I LOVE DANCING.
SO here:
After the dancing starts it gets pretty repetitive BUT i chose this vid coz it gives you a tiny bit of history, it's danced in Easter Island AND by the locals. hellsyer! XD
This is the song I've heard heaps of times:
Not that many, if any of you, will watch this all the way through, but there's no point. I just wanted you to hear the music. The dancing is all the same.
Seeing as there were some MANLY men dancing in that vid with nappy looking things it leads me to my next topic.
Generally I don't find men sexy..ever. BUT today I was proven wrong when I realised I realllly like guys who can dance...who can dance well! (and still look manly, and shake their ass). DEAR GOD this one guy from the band that was playing did a solo dance and WOW his ass was shaking like crazy yet he still looked really masculine...crazy hot XD
But not in the way that male strippers can dance and shake their butt..coz that's just gross and lewd. In a latino..afrobeat way XD
I always get a tiny bit sad when I go dancing and salsa is playing. I never have a partner to dance with =[ and watching all these AMAZING couples go at it on the dance floor brings out some jealousy in me. Not only because I want to be able to dance with someone but because they're such good dancers! I wish I could dance like that. One day, I WILL join a proper salsa class and learn how to dance it with a partner. I can only do it solo. It's really lame too coz I've been asked to dance a few times and I get all confused and muddled up and FAIL =[ ....depends really, if I have a good lead I could go for ages ♥
I also saw Lion dancing earlier today which was fun. Except...ehh I don't really considering it dancing. Kind of like how I don't consider cheer-leading dancing.
I LOVE CULTURAL DANCES.
OH and I got so excited because at dance today a man from Congo came in and ...I'm not really sure what he wanted but he has a dance group that practice on Saturdays at Cabra and...i don't think he was offering us to join...but I sooooo wanna go to watch at least and maybe have them teach us something! African dancing is the shiznits!
ehhhhhhhehe it's been a fun day.
Hmmm...dancing really makes me happy, music alone use to do that to me, now it's not enough.
So my day today: volunteering at the Men's Festival, then going to dance practice and then the Chilean festival.
I got sunburnt volunteering and walking to the station =[
Chilean Festival was, surprisingly, lacking in numbers =S I don't know why, it made me sad, what if by the time I have kids and I'm alllll growded up there is no more Chilean Festival because none of the original group who came over will be around anymore to run it...that's such a sad thought =[
There were still a lot of people but usually it's insanely packed and you can't get parking but we could today =[
Gah, I was going to say I always get a bit sad when I go to the Chilean festival but I'm starting to sound like a downer =.= I always have heaps of fun but AGAIN this stupid almost-jelousy**
I just looked up the word jealousy, I was trying to find a better word, something that was a little toned down (coz I'm not properly envious) and I read the definition and..well I always use it synonymously with envy...turns out they're two different things =S ...heh odd
wait I'm confused nowwww, different definitions WIKI MESSED ME UP:
Jealousy is an emotion and typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety over an anticipated loss of something that the person values, such as a relationship, friendship, or love. Jealousy often consists of a combination of emotions such as anger, sadness, and disgust. It is not to be confused with envy.
While envy (according to wiki) is:
Envy (also called invidiousness) is best defined as an emotion that "occurs when a person lacks another's (perceived) superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it.
Anyway back to my point. Every time I go to the Chilean Festival I see all these young people hanging out in groups with their other Chilean friends. I think it would have been nice to grow up having a social circle that was going through similar things as me that I could only have related to with someone of the same cultural background. 1st generation Chilean, born in Syd Australia right after the dictatorship was over. It's not like there are heaps of things bonding us, but it would have been nice having friends whose parents my family was close friends with. It's so kool that even though they're all young, born here and all speak english they're communicating in Spanish and really keeping it alive.
I speak Spanish at home with my family but it's much more formal that what young people use. It's especially noticeable when I go to Chile. OMG the amount of slang the kids my age use is insane and I don't understand any of it...lol I feel so out of the loop. Then there is the issue of having some slang BUT it being slang that was used back in the 80's (what I learnt from my mum) so I'm going back to Chile and it's like I'm stuck in a time warp.
Kind of like me saying: Hey cats you're hair is looking groovey. Did you get it done together at the parlor?
Old terms we don't use anymore. But that's not much of an issue until I'm in Chile. Back to lacking Chilean friends lol.
Then there's the dancing part, I've only recently found people I can dance with in my own age bracket but usually I have to dance with my mum...and well, that's so lame =[ I wanna have fun!
I always wonder if I would have turned out significantly different if I had indeed had these Chilean friends when I was growing up. Not that all of them are the same or anything, but my general observation is that they all have similar traits. Some that I don't wish to have. Example: The girls exude skankyness and the boys seem to act like cheeky bastards who know how to sweet talk a girl when they want something. Attire wise, the girls always seem to wear denim shorts that just do NOT look the same as they do on white people..lol bubble butts. With sneakers and a singlet. Ick...dead straight hair and lately side fringes...weird. Oh and big hoop earings..geh. Oh and if it's cold, denim skinny legs, preferably white =S
And then I remember all the aspects I don't like and I'm fine again =]
Plus it's not like I was shunned by the Chilean community lol..I just never came across any and my family wasn't friends with families with kids my age. Never really been on my radar other than those 2 days a year when I go to the Chilean festival.
hmmm either way it was fun, going back next Sunday XD Although I'm a little bummed out that I missed Masterchef Junior lol...
So I just discovered Bento...i don't know how to use that word correctly. I'm not bothered looking it up, basically i think it's just lunchboxes in japan (with cute food)...sometimes it's not cute.
But man as if ur bothered to do that every day. Even the simple ones involved boiling like 1/4 of a carrot ,1/3 of a potatoe, frying what looks like 2 pieces of popcorn chicken.
I AINT BOVVED.
"Cute" ones:
I don't find them that cute, and no matter what "cute" animal you make that food look like it still looks bland and unappetizing to me.
So far, Japanese culture bothers me. Not that I know much about it, but so far all I've noticed is that there is some sort of massive undercurrent of guilt, competitiveness and shame running through everything they do. IT PISSES ME OFF. Oh and their massive effort in everything they do...*sigh* but I suppose it's "great" that they place such high regard for every stupid little task they do.
I'm just too lazy.
On another note that gets me annoyed. TIPPING.
Kay..so I don't know if it's an Australian thing or it's just me, but we don't tip (generally). Most places have a 20% service charge on the bill I think. In the states they don't have this, and it's only come to my attention again because I watched like 2 minutes of The View the other day. They were ranting on about how stingy people were for not giving tips and how people work hard and they deserve to be tipped.
You know what. FUCK OFF. They don't deserve shit. It's not like they're doing something extraordinary, they're WORKING! Their employer is paying them their salary.
Then the ladies on The View said that you should tip more if they have given you good service. WHY THE HELL WOULD I. I expect good service ALWAYS. Part of doing a job is doing it well no matter who you are serving or working with, EVERY SINGLE TIME you show up to work.
I just think it's stupid. It's like saying, oh good on you, you just took a breath, you deserve a dollar! Providing good service is part of what you HAVE to do, it shouldn't be considered going above and beyond.
NOW, this being said, I'm not a heartless bitch. I appreciate when someone is cheerful and helpful and does their job properly instead of giving you attitude and getting shit wrong...but why the HELL should I pay you, that's your bosses job!!
ba!
I mean, sure if the waitress gives me back my change and it's a few coins then what ever (unless i need it for the bus) but it just bugs me that there's this kind of..social custom that you MUST tip in the States or you're a bad and horrible person. Also on the show they spoke about tipping a whole range of people, waitresses, gardeners, hotel staff... BAH!...it was annoying, one example was maids. They get rid of your dirty wet towels and they're SOOO heavy, you should feel obligated to tip them. WHY WOULD I. As a nurse I'd have to get rid of dirty laundry, shower patients and lift them, that's all "heavy" work. I don't see them getting tipped. How about construction workers, they have to move heavy things all day. They don't get tipped either. IT'S RETARDED.
Yesterday I was made to feel like an idiot in regards to safe sex practice. NOT HAPPY and kind of embarrassing. I know what I'm doing and talking about!
askdakdsa god damn idiots.
Turns out I was right.
Basically what happened was that someone was doing some work on CPR and they were laughing at the mouth guard/shield that you use to protect yourself from other peoples spit/blood when you're doing mouth to mouth. They suggested that it looked like a dental dam. The other girl proceed to call this a female condom. I was confused and said "what like the ones that go in the vagina?" and they both burst out laughing and said no, and then said that they wouldn't be getting me to teach Safe Sex any time soon. DISLIKE.
THEY WERE WRONG.
A dental dam and a female condom are two completely different things!
The mouth guard looked like a dental dam. A dental dam is used for cunnilingus (eating pussy) and analingus (rimming). It's a thin piece of plastic that is placed over the anus or vulva.
A female condom goes INSIDE the fucking vagina u stupid RETARDS. auksldjajkdjad
So annoyed =.=
A female condom just looks like a much larger male condom.
SEE!
GRRRR and a dental dam looks a lot like the mouth guard except there's no hole in the middle. This is a mouth guard for CPR:
Dental dam:
GAH!
and NO you cannot use a CPR mouth guard instead of a dental dam for safe sex u MORONS because you can breath through a CPR mouth guard which means fluids could get across the barrier.
Here:
PS: the video is technically wrong when it says you cover the entire vagina. What you're covering is the vulva, the vagina is inside of the female body.
Here is an article explaining the difference between a dental dam and a 'sex dam' but generally they're both called the same thing EVEN if they're very different (size, texture, thickness, purpose)
Nothing new there. Just thought I would comment on it. All that "the media is brainwashing us" has been a topic I've had to do ever since yr 7 and even now at uni we have touched on the same things in a few different subjects and only recently did I cover ageism. I think most people know this already, u know, that having the body of a model is rare, the media promotes a certain ideal because it helps reap in da moniez AND that images are photoshoped like crazy. Par exemple:
That scares the crap out of me.
Or when famous people don't have makeup on, have u seen oprah? She is scaryyyyy
This is Jenny, she's from THE BLOCK.
I love Tyra, I reckon she still looks okay without makeup, just very bug eyed.
So as for me, I know about the whole media thing and I understand that famous people have teams of people working on them to make them look amazing, from hairdressers, to stylists, personal trainers, makeup artists and photographers. I don't necessarily agree that this sort of propaganda needs to be banned and eliminated from society, it generates a whole heap of revenue and jobs.
With myself for instance, I don't have the highest self esteem in the world but my aspirations are more down to earth than wanting to look exactly like Adriana Lima. Just because I think she's beautiful doesn't mean I give a crap about her life or think that she's the only kind of beauty. The most attractive people I've ever seen have been normal people that I've met and spoken to. Personality can really make someone dreamy.
In the end, attractiveness doesn't count for much at all. Even if I thought someone was ugly it doesn't mean I would treat them any differently to everyone else. I think that's the case with a lot of people. Look at your friends, it's not like u have to find them hot to talk to them and hang out.
Being "hot" really only matters if u want easy attention from guys or gals for some lovin. Even then, it's not like u need to be hot to score a one night stand, there are plenty of desperadoes out there.
I guess I'm just tired of hearing this argument. THE MEDIA IS TO BLAME. meh. blahblahblah be happy in ur own skin blabityblahblah
QUIZ TIME:
1. Where were you 3 hours ago? coming home from dancing I think
2. Who are you in love with? Tim o Tea
3. Have you ever eaten a crayon?
No
4. Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?
How far is ten feet? My camera is right next to me, that's pink
5. When is the last time you went to the mall?
ick. I hate being there, drains me so much. Friday with mum.
6. Are you wearing socks right now?
nope barefoot
7. Do you have a car worth over $2,000?
I don't own a car myself
8. When was the last time you drove out of town? err today? I went to warwick farm. I think every time I go anywhere I'm driving out of town. Even tim's place down the road is technically Cabramatta and I'm Cabramatta West.
9. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days? No..I don't think.
10. Are you hot? nope im fine, except my feet are cold
11. What was the last thing you had to drink?
water
12. What are you wearing right now? black pj's top with an owl on it and black leggings
13. Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?
neither
14. Last food that you ate?
spaghetti bolognaise
15. Where were you last week at this time? At home doing an online discusion for uni...oh. crap. Is there one due tomorrow morning :S
16. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week? Two tops on friday, rare occurance
17. When is the last time you ran?
I sprinted to my dancing position. Does that count?
18. What's the last sporting event you watched?
ugh like a minute or less of the soccer world cup a few months ago
19. What is your favorite animal?
POSSIBLY chinchillas
20. Your dream vacation?
Err..6 months or a year traveling around South America.
21. Last person's house you were in?
Tim's yesterday
22. Worst injury you've ever had?
I've never really been injured other than scrapes on the knees when i was little, or when I stabbed myself in the knee with a pencil..or when tim helped me fracture my ankle lol
23. Have you been in love? currently
24. Do you miss anyone right now? no
25. Last play you saw?
=[ it's probably been a few years now *cries* plays are SOOO fun. How much is wicked? I know I'm going to regret not going once it ends. Not that I have the money...
26. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex? I don't have a secret weapon, if I did I would be a little more picky lol
27. What are your plans for tonight?
I guess that uni discussion and studying for the exam tuesday
28. Who is the last person you sent a MySpace message or comment?
I don't know that would have been like 4 or 5 years ago.
29. Next trip you are going to take?
I was meant to go singapore in december but that's on hold for the tafe course. So maybe ill still go in january or not go at all this year and hopefully ROAD TRIP with the girls
30. Ever go to camp?
yehhh several times. I love it. I miss it. I should join rovers again
31. Were you an honor roll student in school? We didn't have an honor roll...err I was in the advanced classes for everything until i dropped 3 unit maths. It doesn't mean much in yr 11 and 12 considering I failed quite badly and I chose those clases. But errr, I got put into adv classes in the junior years.
32. What do you want to know about the future?
I was thinking about this the other day. I remembered that when I was in kindy I was excited to die because I thought that was the only time I would ever find out the real answers to all my questions like if god was real, if heaven was real...is santa real..I used to think that when we died we somehow absorbed the knowledge of the universe. Like once u got to heaven it would be like you had read every book ever made instantly. Now I don't give a crap about the answers because we're going to die and there will be no use for this knowledge. There's no use for the answers to my childhood questions right now anyway so MEH
So fuck the future. It's the same reason I wouldn't bother going to a psychic or fortune teller because (if they were actually real) whatever happens you're still going to die and none of it will have mattered.
33. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne? Eau De Sweat
34. Are you due sometime this year for a doctor's visit?
I don't go regularly.
35. Where is your best friend?
no clue where they are.
36. How is your best friend?
uhmm good I suppose.
37. Do you have a tan?
sorta, my boobs and butt are slightly whiter than my torso even though I always wear a one piece at the beach and I'm usually covered up the rest of the time. Just goes to show that you can still get burnt/tanned through clothing. My guess is that they're whiter because there are two layers of clothing there (bra/underwear plus top/pants)
38. What are you listening to right now?
my computers fan
39. Do you collect anything?
Nope
40. Who is the biggest gossiper you know?
lol would be me if I told.
41. Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?
Possibly with michelle or stef and she got breathalised and it showed up like she had been drinking!! even though she hadn'! So the police officer got her to do a different breath test and it showed up negative.
42. Have you ever drank your soda from a straw? yup
43. What does your last text message say? tim just sent me the letter H
44. Do you like hot sauce? sounds spicy so Im going to say no. What is it?
45. Last time you took a shower? yesterday..lol I'm about to! I just didn't want to waste a shower b4 dancing when I NEED one when I get home.
46. Do you need to do laundry?
a little
47. What is your heritage? Chilean. Apparently Spanish on my granddads side and some roots back to the INCAS!! I need to ask some more about that because I dont know how the hell they traced it that far back or who's side that is coming from
48. Are you someone's best friend? I'd like to hope so.
49. Are you rich? Nope.
50. What were you doing at 12AM last night? Possibly talking to peter online or michelle..or kurt..or all 3 who knows.
I'm at tims place while he breaks cement outside LOL
LOOK what I found! pictures i took of MYSELF on his webcam. lol yes I know I know luvo much but shhhhh his webcam had all these cheesy frames!
LIKE THIS:
ehhehe ♥
OR THIS:
tehehhee
but they're a couple months old now. I realised when I got here we both forgot our monthaversary thing. We never celebrate but it's usually floating in my mind. ONE YEAR AND 3 MONTHS. who would have thought.
Any who enough of that.
Last night was awesomeeee Hung out with joel kurt and mikel at tom and sarah's bbq Twas grand. I haven't spent time with them in forever and even when I did something always seemed off. Everything was nice last night.
I need to make more of an effort to spend time with my friends =[
Tin foil clothing. OH and the high fashion foil collection.
A lot is kinda hazy but twas good. And I got a bed so all was right with the world.
So sleepy....want tims bed. You have no idea how comfy it is. Is that wierd if I go take a nap while he works...instead of sitting here doing nothing.
A few years ago the first thing that would have popped into my mind would have been spandex, which reminds me of the 80's (not that I was even born) and then leotards with cotton leg warmers and white sneakers.
Nowadays, all I can think of when I hear latex is skin tight body suits, latex nurse uniforms, impossibly high stilettos and masks that cover the entire face. I don't like any of this, I don't find it sexy and all I can think of is being disgustingly sweaty under the rubber and stinking terribly when it comes off. It's not my kind of kink. I don't like the idea of covering up even if latex shows every little curve and detail. I put PVC into the same category, plastic is ew.
My preferences lie with leather, corsetry, chains and studs. Hmm except when I think of the male version of leather and all I can think of are those annoying guys in black leather chaps with those stupid black police style caps. Actually come to think of it...guys in fetish wear don't appeal to me. Guys..don't appeal to me. JUST KIDDING...but err nah. In the real world, naked will do fine. Actually, a pair of jeans or cargoes sitting kind of low with no top on is kind of sexy...hmm
ANYWAY...girls are sexy. Boys not so much.
Back to latex. I have compiled a selection of latex and rubber wear pics, nothing too graphic.
Standard uniform, instead of a nurse, she's an air hostess. This is Countess Grotesque™. She has a killer body and some great pics if you're interested. She doesn't just do latex, she does a range of styles. I've linked her on here b4 and this pic does NOT do her justice at all. Go check her out.
So this is the kind of stuf I really don't like, it freaks me out a bit. There's more latex galleries here at Fetish Dynasty.
Body suits. These are a bit thicker/less shinny than I'm used to seeing around but yer. Don't like em, although there is something I like about this particular photograph.
Both of these photographs are of the lovely Agna, fetish designer, dominatrix and model. You can find a shit load of her work on her deviant art.
I even went into the depths of 4chan for YOU!! Here is the only worthwhile pic I could find, no idea who it's by or who the very well endowed lady is.
I love that colour. Actually...I don't mind this pic, kinda hot, except her face. She reminds me of an actress..can't remember who. She was an extra, possibly someones mother, really annoying voice. Hmm...it'll come to me.
So this little search all actually started with zombie and squid dildos. I would post them here but I don't want them polluting my blog. Especially the zombie ones, they look disgusting. I won't be so cruel as to not share with you so here is the link where you can buy them from.
Naturally, I explored the rest of the site and came across Vacbeds and cubes. It was the first thing I went for because I had been discussing them with my aunty not long ago and I was curious as to how they work and more importantly what you can do with them. For those of you who don't know:
According to wiki:
A vacuum bed is a device sometimes used in BDSM play.
A person is placed in a latex envelope spanned by a frame and a suction pump removes most of the air in the envelope. The person inside the envelope breathes through a tube.
I also saw it briefly done in an inflated balloon that the girl jumped into and then the vacuum was applied and it clung to her body. I was interested more in the feel of this and from what my aunty knows she said that the pressure inside the vacuum that is created brings the blood closer to the skin and your skin becomes more sensitive to touch. Prolonged use can actually cause some issues so yis. Err..obviously I'm no expert but if you ever try it I suggest you do some more in depth research into it just to make sure you stay safe.
If you want some vids LOOK THEM UP URSELF =.= Ugh but here, hit the link for a VacBed manufacturer's list of videos.
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As for me, I wouldn't mind trying some latex stuff on. I've heard it feels like you're wearing nothing at all and is actually very comfortable so who knows. Also I'd love to try the vacuuming one day, it sounds kool...and kind of not kinky at all =S Lol..it reminds me of when I was little. I used to attach the vacuum cleaner to my feet or hands and leave it there OR I'd get the caps off pacers and suck on them and make them stick to my tongue (lol yes I know that's gross). It felt wierd in a good way =]
OH and just in case you were wondering:
Q: What can I do in the bed? A: We're sure you'll find countless ways to use a VacBed. Here are some fun suggestions:
* Lie on your back * Lie on your stomach (with a long breathing tube) * Spread your legs wide * Lie on your side * Be in rope bondage too! * Strategically place a vibrator in the bed * Vibrate your partner from outside the bed * Lube yourself up and slide all over your encased friend * Use ice * Use toys such as floggers and crops * Spank your naughty playmate!
So one day I was hanging out with Kurt and we realised that there are some pretty wacky sayings in the spanish language.
Each Spanish speaking country has their own sayings, metaphors and similies but these are a few that I have collected over the last year or so.
Every time I hear my mum or grandma say a new one I text Kurt XD It has become somewhat of a little tradition for me now =]
Saying: La negrita astuta vende fruta.
Direct Translation: The (Astute, cunning, sly, crafty, fraudulent) cute/little black girl sells fruit.
Meaning: This saying is said as a sort of warning that you are/someone else is a cocktease
Saying: No calientes el agua (si no vas a tomar té)
Direct Translation: Don't heat the water if you're not going to drink tea
Meaning: This is also a sort of warning to someone who is being a cocktease. Kind of like, don't flirt and lead someone on if you have no intention of hooking up with them. It is also a play on words because in Spanish (Chilean at least) the word calentar (to heat) is also used informally as a way to say 'make horny'. So 'estoy caliente' = I'm hot BUT it means I'm horny. If you wanted to say I'm hot (because of the weather) you would say 'tengo calor'
Tongue Twister: Tres tristes tigres trigo trillaron tranquilos tragaron
Translation: Three sad tigers, wheat they threshed (To separate the grain from the straw or husks by mechanical beating), calmly they swallowed.
Tongue Twister:Pedro Pablo Pérez Pereira pobre pintor portugués pinta paisajes por poca plata para pasar por París
Translation: Pedro Pablo Pérez Pereira poor Portugese painter paints landscapes for little money to pass through Paris.
Saying:Buscarle la quinta pata al gato
Direct Translation:To look for the 5th leg of the cat
Meaning: Looking for problems when there clearly aren't any in that situation, so you're over thinking it and overcomplicating yourself.
Saying: Para ser bella hay que ver estrellas
Direct Translation: To be beautiful you have to see stars
Meaning: I'm guessing this is a fairly old saying because my grandad said it to me once, I kind of fell in love with this little rhyme/mantra. It means that no pain is too great to endure in order to look your best, this particularly refers to women having to wear painful shoes (stilettos) because it makes their legs look hot, wearing tight clothing to show off curves, waxing, plucking, dying hair, and I suppose nowadays you could extend that into getting cosmetic surgery. Just to clarify, my grandad wasn't a dick, I remember the saying coming up because we were watching a show with really attractive women and I was in awe of them and he explained that constructed superficial beauty comes at a price =) Oh and if you don't get the imagery, it's based on seeing "stars" when you hit your head/get dizzy, like if you've ever seen the cartoon representation of stars around the head when they get hit.
*To be continued
To Do.
Here's a list of some of the things I would like to do or accomplish or places I want to visit in my lifetime =]
* I have already been there, done that or started to read that but would like to do it again or complete the task
-- The task is completed and I don't feel the need to do a repeat