My ankle has a mosquito bite on it

I had to listen to a bunch of people from different versions of TAFE today. It was not fun. Except for the little four week old kitties we got to play with. How stupid are the Animal Science people? NO ONE WAS PAYING ATTENTION AFTER THE KITTIES CAME, GUYS! Jeez. But they were SO cute! One of them LICKED ME! *dies*

TAFE made me sad and I died a little on the inside. BUT! It was funny seeing the presentations. The first couple on PowerPoint were AWESOME, then there was the KITTIES and after was the lady with the WORD DOCUMENT! What a kack. Then... the OVERHEAD TRANSPERENCIES! HAHAHAHAH! That guy was like a non-Asian version of Mr Chui. So funny.

I'm tired.

Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me

Seeing as I have Funky Town by Pseudo-Echo stuck in my head I'm going to write a blog (cos Jayden is an loser) and copy/paste the lyrics from Funky Town into the blog. Sounds fun, eh?

Gotta make a move to a
town that's right for me
Town to keep me movin'
Keep me gvoovin' with some
energy.


Come on. How is that not the GREATEST song in the world ever? Except for about 6 other songs I like WAY WAY WAY more. Speaking of songs, on Friday I'm going to see Snow Patrol! Woo! Yay! Woo!

Well, I talk about it,
Talk about it,
Talk about it,
Talk about it,
Talk about, Talk about,
Talk about movin,


Now that. Is a stupid bridge-y thing. Its not very entertaining but it is HELLA catchy. Oh! Also, on APEC Friday, I'm going to NEWTOWN with the "Friday Gang" (which I get to be in if I pretend to be a bogan/westy or a De La boy). We're going to a Vegan restuarant. I'm going to have Not_Pork buns. Yes, that name includes the underscore. Cool huh?

Gotta move on.
Gotta move on.
Gotta move on

My chest hurts. Not cool. I know thats a rather lousy start of a paragraph-y thing but its true and about me. And this blog (and the universe) revolve around me. =D And they say I'm full of myself. (Its okay, I killed them).

Won't you take me to
Funkytown.
Won't you take me to
Funkytown.
Won't you take me to
Funkytown.
Won't you take me to
Funkytown.


Thats the part of the song I don't like so much, cos its like... not as cool as the start. Man, I'm so tired. Sian has not been sleeping well lately. Its cos its cold, then its hot, then its cold.

I've run out of lyrics but the site I stole them off says "Repeat" so if you want them to repeat go scroll up

I handed in my LAST hand in assessment of year 10 today. Pretty cool huh? Although, it is leading up to like a hundred exams to do. Lame. Lame. Lame.

Okay, I should sleep soon.

Night all.

Love Stix

Sucky Subjects, New Words and Cold Feet

Today as I am a year 10 student who will (next year) be in year 11 I had to go with my mum to this subject talk thing, lets just say, after a long time of listening to some lady talk, then some other lady talk, then my favourite teacher talk, we got our subject selection forms. Oh, and I should say that I've had my subjects decided on since last year.

- Advanced English
- Music
- Modern History
- Society and Culture
- General Maths
- Some Churchie thing that I have to do

and so I have to choose one subject from each line and... and... and-FREAKING-AND MUSIC AND SOCIETY AND CULTURE ARE IN THE SAME DAMN LINE! So I might have to do music and legal studies instead.

*sighs angrily*

On to more brighter news, Mr B made up and new word today. emotardity; When you're confronted with no longer rare form of emO creature that has become so self-involved and immersed in shitty emO lyrics they no longer function like a human being with a reasonable IQ, hence the fusion into retarded/stupidity.

Or, as I said:

Stix: Is it like "*yells at the emos at her school* Stop spreading your emotardity around us normal people"?
Stix: Or like...
Stix: "*pretends to be hardcore emo and bleed black blood* I suffer from emotardity*"

LOL, BLEED BLACK BLOOD! I'M SO HARDCORE! 666!

*coughs* anyway...

My feet are cold =]

Freaking AWESOME!

Yeah, baby! My blog is FINALLY working again! 'Cept, now MySpace has gone and died on me. initiate sarcasm Woo. Awesome. conclude sarcasm

But thats okay, cos I've got DOFUS! YAY! Uh-huh, uh-huh. I'm suddenly reminded of Hungry Jacks. Man, I could go for a Hungry Jacks Vegie Supreme Burger. *drool drool*

God, I'm so hungry now.

I had a five day weekend this weekend. See, cos I was "sick" on Thursday, Pupil-Free-Day on Friday, then obviously it was Saturday, now Sunday (woo! Sunday) and then it's the Queen's Birthday.

I saw Zodiac yesterday. My familt fully thought I'd be like peeing my pants but I'd read about the Zodiac killer like 3 years ago, while I was home alone (yeah, take my advice and don't EVER do that) so I totally knew all the stuff that happened. LOL! My mum kept asking me questions.

I've also decided I really like the Ocean's movies (Ocean's 11, Ocean's 12, and hopefully Ocean's 13) so I'm watching them at the moment. Awesome-o. And tomorrow I'm going to see Bridge to Terabithia cos I really like that book and I hope the movie doesn't wreck it.

Oh! On Friday I went to the city with my friends. We went karaoke (awesome) And we took sticker photos, but it was like... POURING down. ANd my shoes and socks got so wet and my feet were so cold they hurt =] And some lady yelled at us when I tried to take photos of Sally in Gothic Lolita clothes PLEASE DELETE!

Man, its so damned cold. Freaking Winter! *looks at her warm bed* Maybe I should go back to sleep =P

Okay, well I'm gunan go borrow some movies from Civic.

Blye!

--Stix!

Yo yo yo foshizzle my nizzle

HAPPY HOT CROSS BUNNY DAY!

I'm on holidays

I'm at my sisters house. Such pretty, fast internet. *big love heart eye* Its so cool!

I mean, I was watching stuff on YouTube and it loaded SO fast I was like... drooling!!!

I'm sleepy. =]

Enjoy your easter eggs =]

Love Stix

Long time no see =P

Rah! I haven't blogged for AGES! *shakes head* Stupid Internet security blocks Blogger.com on my computer. Totally gay~

Sigh. I just finished work so I'm sitting around bloggin' and stuff till I can go home.

Double Sigh. I got my English and Japanese assignments back today. I'm disappointed. My New Years Revolution was to study and get lots of As. I got a B in English. And a C (!!!!) in Japanese. Sigh. I suck at Jap.

My teacher sucks though, so my suckage is only partly my fault.

I'm sort of angry at some of my friends (who shall remain nameless incase they read this). RaaaH! They make me so mad! I won't talk about it here. =P That would be mean.

Sigh. I need to study more. I did my Maths homework yesterday AND today though *proud*

I go home now.

Love Love

Quin.

Finally

Jeebus!

My computer at home is being uber gay and isn't letting Blogger work. So here I am at one of the crappy computers at work blogging about the past like 2 weeks or something.

Nothing has happened. =]

Well, I did go back to school. (Waaaah! Holidays) And on the second day back I got tonsilitis again (Yay! Mini vacation!). Dr Scary-sits-too-close-specialist-man says I have to have my tonsils out. Jeez, man! I coulda told you that!

Stupid head!

I'm so tired. I have 11 assignments to do~! Waah! And half of them are due next week! =P (Edit: I finished one~ =])

Well, I should go home now (Yay!)

Love Stix

Work

Its was too hot at work today.

I got to sit in comfy chairs though.

I drew a cat on my hand.

Well...

If yesterday was the gayest day ever, well this was a very close second.

Still don't ask.

I forgot to post these.

Tigo and I wrote each other some stories a while, I said I'd post them. =]

Prompt: Marshmellows
Word Count: 190
Written by: Me~!

God, she was in heaven, everywhere you looked there was candy. Candy to the left, candy to the right, even the people where made of candy.

She wondered how she would go about eating this world without, like, being thrown in jail or something bad like that. That was when she spotted the field. The field with no one in it. There was candy corn and Toffee Apples. If she was very, very quiet, MAYBE, just maybe, she would be able to eat some of the delicious sugary goodness before they caught her.

She tiptoed to the fence that surrounded the field. She slowly climbed over it and grabbed the first thing her hand touched.

Oh my God! It was a MARSHMELLOW! Not a marshmallow! Anything but a marshmallow.

She gasped at the marshmallow expanded, slowly devouring her hand, then arm. If she didn’t scream for help it would suffocate her.

“Heeeeeeeeelp!” She yelped, hoping that someone, anyone would hear her.

But, it was too late; the evil marshmallow had completely swallowed her, and as it innocently sat waiting for the next hungry child, you could almost hear it laughing.

Prompt: Comborack
Word Count: 837
Written by: Briiiiiinkley~!

Once upon a time there was an incredibly wealthy man and, in time, his beautiful trophy wife gave birth to a tiny son. The wealthy man knew that his son would be incredibly successful, and so the son – let’s call him Jack-Jack – was pushed at every instant to do the best he could in any given situation.
At age 17, he finished school with a UAI of 99.9. His father was so impressed that he took his son aside and said, “Jack-Jack, I’m so impressed with you that I’ll give you a gift. Any gift at all. Tell me what you want. Money’s no object.”
Jack-Jack paused for a moment, thought deeply, and then finally replied to his father. “I’d like a comborack, please.”
“A what?”
“A comborack. I’d like a comborack, please,” Jack-Jack restated simply.
“Right-o, son,” the father replied, “I’ll buy you a car then.” And the father bought Jack-Jack a car.
Four years later, Jack-Jack finished university with a High Distinction average and Honours. His father was so impressed that he took his son aside and said, “Jack-Jack, I’m so impressed with you that I’ll give you a gift. Any gift at all. Tell me what you want. Money’s no object.”
Jack-Jack paused for a moment, thought deeply, and then finally replied to his father. “I’d like a comborack, please.”
“A what?”
“A comborack. I’d like a comborack, please,” Jack-Jack restated simply.
“Right-o, son,” the father replied, “I’ll buy you a boat then.” And the father bought Jack-Jack a boat.
Three years after that, Jack-Jack met the girl of his dreams and got married. His father was so impressed that he took his son aside and said, “Jack-Jack, I’m so impressed with you that I’ll give you a gift. Any gift at all. Tell me what you want. Money’s no object.”
Jack-Jack paused for a moment, thought deeply, and then finally replied to his father. “I’d like a comborack, please.”
“A what?”
“A comborack. I’d like a comborack, please,” Jack-Jack restated simply.
“Right-o, son,” the father replied, “I’ll buy you a house for you and your lovely wife Stix.” And the father bought Jack-Jack and Stix a house.
Two years after that, Jack-Jack and Stix were blessed with twin sons. His father was so impressed that he took his son aside and said, “Jack-Jack, I’m so impressed with you that I’ll give you a gift. Any gift at all. Tell me what you want. Money’s no object.”
Jack-Jack paused for a moment, thought deeply, and then finally replied to his father. “I’d like a comborack, please.”
“A what?”
“A comborack. I’d like a comborack, please,” Jack-Jack restated simply.
“Right-o, son,” the father replied, “I’ll buy you a jet, so you and your family can travel all over the world.” And the father bought Jack-Jack, Stix, Jordan and Thomas a jet to travel all over the world in.
Two years after the twin boys were born, Jack-Jack was offered a job as a prestigious law firm. His father was so impressed that he took his son aside and said, “Jack-Jack, I’m so impressed with you that I’ll give you a gift. Any gift at all. Tell me what you want. Money’s no object.”
Jack-Jack paused for a moment, thought deeply, and then finally replied to his father. “I’d like a comborack, please.”
“A what?”
“A comborack. I’d like a comborack, please,” Jack-Jack restated simply.
“Right-o, son,” the father replied, “I’ll buy you an island, then, so you can fly your jet there and have a holiday.” And so the father bought Jack-Jack, Stix, Jordan and Thomas an island to fly their jet to.
Six months later, Jack-Jack, Stix, Jordan and Thomas were flying in their jet to their island while Jack-Jack was on holiday from the prestigious law firm. Jack-Jack had recently acquired his pilot’s license and was flying the jet himself (much like John Travolta does). As Jack-Jack was about the begin the landing to the island, the jet blew up.
Jack-Jack came to on the island with both his legs blown off. His father had been alerted to the crisis by the black box on the jet and when Jack-Jack woke, his father was sitting next to him, crying.
“Jack-Jack,” he said sadly, “you’re dying. My one and only son. You’ve accomplished so much. You’re educated, you have a great job and you have a wonderful family. I’ve tried to give you so much over the years. Now, I can give you a dying wish. Anything at all. Anything you like. What do you want? Money’s no object.”
“Well, Dad,” Jack-Jack began. “There’s something I’ve been asking for all these years, and I’d really like one now.”
“A comborack?” Father asked.
Jack-Jack managed a nod. “Yes. Please, get me a comborack. That’s all I want before I die.” His father nodded, weeping steadily.
“Sure thing, Jack-Jack,” he smiled sadly. “But, I have to ask ... what’s a comborack?”
Jack-Jack smiled back. “Well, Dad,” he said, “a comborack is ...” and then he died.

Prompt: Someone who is in love with people who dress up as superheroes at theme parks.
Word Count: 358
Written by: Me~!

Ever since Bronny was a child she had loved theme parks. Everything about them fascinated her, the rides, the shows, the food... Oh, and the sexy superheroes…

Bronny had a secret; she was obsessed with people who dressed up as superheroes. She would go to her local theme park and stare at all the hotties. Her favourites were Daddy Long-Legs, and The Atom. Of course, she didn’t discriminate; she quite liked the female superheroes too. Especially Wonder woman. Yeah, baby!

One day, she was sitting in her favourite spot, under a tree just behind the place where the superheroes stood. Today it was Superman and Batman, yeah, those two were nice. Sometimes, Bronny liked imagined she was married to the actor who played Batman, jeez, he was nice.

“Ow!” Something fell from above, hitting her head. She peered throught the branches of the trees above and saw a glimpse of orange. Orange, in a tree? How strange. Bronny decided to climp up the tree to investigate. She grabbed hold of the lowest branch and hauled herself up; she steadily climbed higher and higher until she grabbed a branch that felt oddly like denim. Oh my God! It was a boy.

“Excuse me?” She said. He turned, binoculars clutched in his hands. “Yes, how can I help you?”

“What are you doing up here?” She asked.

He blushed. “I like looking at the people who dress up like superheroes. I think they’re really… hot.”

Bronny was amazed, she’d never met anyone who felt the same way as her. “No way! Me too! My names Bronny.”

“Jack-Jack. Who’s your favourite?”

“I really like Daddy Long-Legs, The Atom… and Wonder Woman.” She blushed, not that she was embarrassed, it was just weird admitting things like this to someone she didn’t know.

“I like Wonder Woman! She’s hot.” He reddened, “And Superman and Batman. That’s why I’m here today; I knew they’d be together.”

“How did you know?”

“My father owns this theme park…”

“Jack-Jack, I think this could be the start of a beautiful friendship”

Bored.

I forgot to update yesterday, its not my fault, I was awake for almost two days straight. Bad, eh? Dofus is just to awesome.

Happy Birthday to my dad. I haven't phoned him. LOL. I didn't phone him last year either, if he wasn't so damn hard to contact it wouldn't be a problem.

I'm hanging out with people from school tomorrow. Or today. We're going to the CITEE~

Awesome. Hopefully my pay will've going into my bank by then and I'll have money.

People seem to think I'm in a funk. I've been getting "Are you okay?"s from everyone. *rolls eyes*

Untitled (Bored) [Now I'm lame like Simple Plan]

I'm BO-red.

Dofus won't download on this computer.

Awesome.




A song for London/Rowan.
Dancing Queer
Drinking Beer
He's a gay boy, dear.

Let's Talk about Ink

Ink is the bestest. She's better than everyone else and I love her. Not in a lesbian way, though.

Everyone worship Ink forever.

I'm trying to get someone to entertain me, but no one will. How sad is that? I'm still watching Friends. I should probably eat dinner soon. Mmm, food.

Someone entertain me, damnit!!!!