Lyrics & Personal Thoughts

not soon enough

Tue, 13 Nov 2007 05:03:53 GMT

I have finally changed to a different internet plan. Of course good things do not come without the negative, and I ended up without internet totalling close to a week.
Followed closely by coming down with a cold. It sure doesn't help having a sick brother coughing his little lungs out all over my computer and keyboard while I sleep less than a meter away. I had not previously come down with a cold or flu in over 3 years, so as you can probably assume... not so pleased. Honestly, I cannot wait for my gaming computer to arrive in the mail so I can finally pass along this computer and not be disturbed as often by him. And not have him leave traces of germs all over my personal belongings. Yes, that would be quite nice indeed.

After the perm and multiple highlights 5 months ago, my hair has been a battle to maintain. Sure, for the first couple of weeks I kinda liked it. However my hair became as dry as the desert, impossible to brush, and some of my highlights turned to platinum blonde. I finally decided to fix this mess and visit a hairdresser in time for Harry's 22nd Pirates and Ninja birthday party. I ended up having to have between 8-10 inches cut off as a result of all the damage played out on it. So here I sit sporting shorter, layered hair and my natural hair color. What do I think of it now? Yeah, I can brush my hair. That's always nice.
PICTURE!

^ Ugly looking but sure as hell tasty! Banana, cinnamon, vanila, choc chip and coconut!

Lately I have been rather fascinated by dessert recipes. This has involved thorough investigation of dessert books and marking off recipes I have decided I NEED to prepare for Michael sometime. I expect to make him terribly fat someday before blaming and cursing him for his lack of willpower. ;)

As for Harry's party a few weeks ago, it was fantastic. Was great to see all my friends again, and I will be making a lot more effort to spend time with them before I make my final move to America! (This is a promise guys!!!)
I ended up utterly trashed and was found headbanging with Anton to death metal, or pretending to pass out on Harry after filling my lungs a couple of times with laughing gas and second-hand weed smoke. I was lost to the world by the time I left, which unfortunately wasn't THAT long after I arrived. I met some other really awesome people that evening that I haven't yet been acquainted with, so hopefully when I'm a little more sober I'll get a chance to make sense in their presence. ;)
So yes... HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!!!

It was also Michael and my 2 year anniversary. I also cannot wait for him to come down in January!!! Anton, Harry and I have chatted about the possibility of perhaps having a party for my 22nd or organising a gathering in the city. I have yet to figure all this out but I look forward to actually CELEBRATING it for once instead of locking myself alone in the bedroom. Harry wants to treat it as my second-chance 21st so we'll see. Either way it's looking to be a pretty special one. :)

Also before I go, here's a picture of a few pirates and ninjas battling it out in the loungeroom before the party really started. I took this picture on Bobo's camera so I'm using this as an excuse to ~stealz~ it from her. Thanks sexy ninja lady. I love you baby! ;)

From left to right: Harry, Bobo, Anton, Rinni, Robyn, guy who's name I can't remember dammit.

Last weekend I headed to Bundoora to visit Harry and Anton for a couple of days. It was great to be able to spend time with them both, seeing as I offer so little of myself to my own FRIENDS... *bites lip*
Harry was on the brink of falling sick too but hey... with the abundance of people I know who have fallen sick within the last few weeks, can't say I was particularly surprised. Anton was stressed, tired but otherwise in good spirits. He'd been incredibly busy compiling data for his current thesis, but despite having uni early the next day we ended up lying in the dark for hours and talking until the sun creeped through his bedroom window. It felt just like old times, and something I have missed doing dearly.
The next morning I headed into town to buy groceries for their house. I headed back and passed a couple of hours cleaning their kitchen and sweeping the floors. Harry arrived home from uni early to spend some ~quality~ time with me, and we ended up baking an easy vanilla cake together. For dinner I cooked up salad with egg and steak for Harry and Anton. We enjoyed it from the comfort of the kitchen floor! :D
We ended up all crawling into Harry's bed and watching an episode of The Office. Somewhere in there we had some weird fight with a glow-ball and Harry telling Anton that he had a 'war penis'. Anton cracked up laughing and bolted out of the room. I accused Harry of giving Anton ample reason to masturbate. I got ahold of the glow-ball on string and attempted revenge by attacking Anton with it. Twice it rebounded off Anton and smacked me in the face. I wisely gave up, and eventually we crawled back in bed again to watch a sci-fi film called Sunshine before sleeping.
I left early the next morning to get home for some well-deserved Michael time! <3

I have since been working and being torn with more and more bad news. I'm never surprised anymore. My spirit and hope is constantly being swipped at and I wonder sometimes why I even bother trying to have faith in my situations. I am also commencing full time study in the city before my final move to USA next year. Wish me luck!

I bought a top last week that said "Cheer up emo kid :(". Clearly I bought it for myself!

-Annabelle

PS: I'm preparing to start my own WOW video series. This is the most awesome idea I've had in ages. Geek, GEEK!!!

Floss

Fri, 27 Apr 2007 14:28:30 GMT

So this was my slight hairstyle change since my last trip to the hairdresser back in October. This was merely step one. As of a couple of days ago, I had my hair curled and am currently sporting straw hair. I'm sure once I begin working it regularly with moisturising treatments, I'll feel a lot better about my decision to have my hair dehydrated without mercy.

It's two days before I leave for my 3 month trip to Colorado. Michael and I have sorted out all our lease info for our apartment and have set up electricity, cable net, and similar important goodies. I'm incredibly pleased about the 24/7 gym I will have access to, and of course getting to spend some quality time with Michael. It has been a long while since we've last seen each other and it has not been the easiest of battles to fight. Having plans torn apart by terrible circumstances and constantly reconstructing our schedules has been nothing short of exhausting for both of us. To finally see all our hard work over the last 4.5 months pay off means more than I could possibly express.
I've been busy as of late packing my bags and doing some last minute shopping. Notably, I purchased a beautiful dress from Charlie Brown the other day and I can't wait for an opportunity to wear it. There were also some wonderful specials that caught my eye while strolling through the city, and I managed to pick up some great bargains to add to my wardrobe. Was incredibly tempted to purchase my second Alannah Hill skirt but money is going to be short for awhile so I quickly vacated the premises before temptation got the better of me. Really though, if I were a millionaire the first designer label I would shop dry would be Alannah. Hint: Be nice to me Tattslotto.

Apart from Mike and I moving back in together, we'll also be driving up to Oregon for his sisters wedding in June. He's apparently cooking me dinner for my first night back in America, and we'll also be heading out to do home furniture shopping. I can't wait to catch up with Jesse and Abbie again so we can all spin the nerdy movie nights into action. Not sure how I feel about Jesse and Mike dicing me alive in german board games however. I'm still adapting to using my brain while playing board games. Can't I just roll a dice and be done with? I can just see Michael shaking his head while chuckling and remarking on my predictability. Sore loser? Me? :)

Why is Freak Me - Another Level now playing? I wish not to romance my computer. Sleep is now on the cards. I have a couple of extremely busy days ahead and two people to finish training before I throw my job temporarily into the dust. My wallet, it weeps already.

Wedding Belle's

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 02:46:12 GMT

Just to make an official announcement that was long overdue, Michael and I are preparing to marry in August/September in Colorado.

Plus, I turn 21 on Saturday. I plan to spend the day constructively... running around in WOW killing alliance. Who said I didn't have an edge for excitement? Fo' realz...

Whore Times

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 16:27:56 GMT

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As you can see, I'm being slightly more tarty than what is usually expected from me. Enjoy.
I'm flying to Colorado in two weeks to meet Michael's mother, and I'm convinced I must reduce booty beforehand. There will still be more inactivity due to playing WOW for hours on end, just less junk food to accommodate it. Back to water fasting for me.

Now, there's a story behind something in that picture. I wear those bandaids on my knee because I cleverly decided to leave our apartment the other day and walk a few km's to the park at 6am for some fresh air and thinking time. Now generally this should be a perfectly fine thing to do, but considering I currently reside in the most dangerous neighbourhood in Southern Nevada (for example, approx 1593 crimes occur in this neighbourhood every 60 days), not such a great plan. Less than 0.5km into my journey, I ran into a homeless guy trying to sell a stolen gold necklace. I was then chased down the street by a guy trying to persuade me into his car, as he mistook me for a prostitute due to me abiding by traffic laws and standing on the corner while waiting for my cue to cross. He clearly wasn't happy with my reluctancy, and decided to follow me. While I ran for my life, I tripped over and scrapped my knee across a rocky path. He drove away. Decided to turn back and limp home with blood dripping down my leg, but not before being followed by another guy who was cat-whistling me and trying to start a conversation.
Can I also mention that I was dressed NOTHING like above. Otherwise it might make slight sense. Guys here seemingly have low standards when it comes to their dick and finding somewhere to put it. Just ask my boyfriend. ;)

An empty house is not a home

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 23:31:52 GMT

Sleepless In Las Vegas

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 13:13:46 GMT

Have you ever felt so moved by the love you feel for another, to the point of tears?
Maybe it's the pill talking. Or maybe it is what it is. Love. The one thing above everything else, that I cannot deny.
God knows I've tried.

Blazing lights

Wed, 04 Oct 2006 14:58:02 GMT

Next Saturday I leave for Las Vegas until early December, to move in with my partner Michael. This time away from home could not come at a better time. This time to contribute to my relationship with Michael is also in itself, a huge blessing. We're greatly anticipating my trip, and I'm finally putting the finishing touches to my packing. And the icing on the cake? We'll be properly celebrating our anniversary the evening I arrive. Where we'll be going, I'm not yet sure. Michael is planning a surprise night out, so I guess I won't be finding out much until then!
Went shopping with Laura on Monday. Was gleeful about shopping for, and slipping into size 10 pants for the day, having finally started sliding out of a size 12. Progress is being made - one huge sigh of relief.
I wish I didn't have to sleep alone tonight. Michael told me before he went to bed that if I woke up feeling lonely at some point during the night, he would have his mobile by his bedside for me to call for love and comfort. I simply have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world, and I won't soon be forgetting that. I think I might give him a quick call before I tuck in afterall.
Next week... come quick.

Sun, 10 Sep 2006 12:11:54 GMT

I'm excited. It's 2 days away from Mike's and my anniversary, one month till my trip to Las Vegas, 4 months till we move in together! We've started trying to get things sorted out now, or at least planning out our financials. Everything is looking good and should be smoother than I previously expected. Oh, let us hope!

In other news mother has been on the phone to my relatives in the USA planning out Michael and my wedding... Yeah. I know she absolutely adores Michael and is fully supportive of our relationship, but this is where I draw the line. Unfortunately for her, we like things low-key and simple. There will be no huge weddings on an island off the Philippines, thank you! The idea itself makes us nervous as is.

I also found out something rather amusing. Michael and I chose the names for our kids a few months back. If we had a daughter we wanted to name her Madeline Genevieve B_____. Now, see the reference to the Hanson song Madeline? Yeah well, it was Michael who suggested that name in the first place, and two weeks afterwards that I realised the relation to Hanson. For our son, we wanted to name him, wait for it.... Samuel Ezra. Ok. So I first heard the name Ezra because of Taylor Hanson's son, that much is for sure. It's a beautiful name, and I liked the idea of having it as a middle name for my own child. As far as the name Samuel is concerned, we picked because of our similar like of that name. This was months before this evening's revelations came around!
The point I'm trying to get to here is, I just found out that Taylor's wife has given birth to their second son, who conveniently has the middle name of Samuel!!! My son's first and middle name, as well as my daughter's first name, can be traced back to Hanson somehow!!! I feel like I'm trying to frame my children around them and that was entirely not the case at all. It's all one big accident! >_<
Seriously though, I can't wait to tell Michael... who's inconveniently NOT a Hanson fan.... ;)

Still in holiday mode!

Fri, 28 Jul 2006 12:04:00 GMT

Got back from my 3 week vacation a couple of weeks ago. Still in holiday mode. Hate.work.want.more.holidays! Flying to Las Vegas in October though, so time off again isn't THAT far off.
Back to the gym on Tuesday. Am changing my work-out schedule again. Apparently treadmilling 1-2hrs a day isn't necessarily the best plan. Guess I'll have to spice things up for myself!
Michael and I are moving in together around February. Realised tonight that it's coming close to our one year anniversary. WHOA. Not sure what we're going to do yet. Uhm, play WOW? Yeah... sounds like us. ;)
Again, had a wonderful trip. Thanks for asking! :D

As of this year, I've been officially branded super-human. I wake up every morning at 5am to talk to Michael before he leaves for work. I head to the gym at 7am. I begin work at 9am. I finish work at 5pm, or sometimes 11pm depending on whether I'm working night shifts on top of day ones. All while consuming no food for days. It suddenly occured to me that I throw myself into serious overdrive. You'd think I'd get the hint, what, with Michael constantly pestering me about my health. I clearly only win his sympathy through shitty run-in's with laxatives. YUM. ;)

Vacation shots ahead!

Look at those sexy hair curls! Damn my not being born with natural ones.

Awkward camera kisses to pass the time before (and plenty of sneak kisses during) Coldplay concert. Wow, they are AMAZING live. We had an awesome time. Sorry my eyes are open. I suck at pretending to catch a moment, rather than revealing IT WAS ALL A SET UP!

Purrr. Another pre-Coldplay shot. Wish Michael would hurry up and get his piano repaired. I'm missing my Mike-piano-playing fix, and Chris Martin can only do so much. :(

Near the beach cottage we rented on the Great Ocean Road. Such a lovely place. We intend on going back one day.

Yeah, life is good. Except all the working. And saving. And not having yet moved out of home...
Okay, so maybe it kinda tanks, but all will be well soon! Plan - save up at least $10,000 by Jan-Feb. Shouldn't be too hard. :)

Uhm... night?!

BlahBlahBlah She Said

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 08:35:23 GMT

I love filtering through all my past, hidden treasures! Unfortunately since we're moving into our new house in a few weeks, the garage was cleared of most boxed possessions, some of which included all my old Hanson posters, notebooks, and some letters. I was in Sydney at the time it was cleared, so I wasn't able to salvage these items. :(
Thankfully I still have a small box in my room containing some of which would have otherwise been lost, so there's still past memories left to hold on to.
I found an old poem dating back to when I was 15 years old, so I might as well share it while I'm sitting here bored out of my mind. See, this is why I prefer full time work! Less time to feel like a mindless loner. Sigh.

ANIMOSITY
So many secrets bottled deep inside
So many lies I've felt forced to hide
Trapped somewhere beneath rubble and dirt
Can't utter truth for the truth merely hurts
Lies are all I feel obligated to say
Fabrication tends to find me every day
A force yet unknown, I'm still trying to discover
A way to release, a time to recover
A clock ticking down, animosity still remains
Forever locked away behind the fragments of pain.

Maybe Tomorrow

Sat, 14 May 2005 10:55:07 GMT

I have felt incredibly mellow and watered down this year. My ability to care about certain situations seem to have dimished to a point where I have to ponder whether I even do at all. This is all too much of an illusion for me. I really do think I need to bash my head into various walls until I finally 'get' how I'm supposed to view things. I look at myself as a born professional at steering myself in the wrong direction. I watch my life pass me by and I like to deny myself the pleasure of doing something about it, even if there is so much I want to strive to achieve. I desire to do so many great things. Call me a goody-goody prude, but I'll call it genuine compassion. I fucking love compassion, and those who treasure similar traits. The inability to want to do something about the current state of the world fails to reach understanding with me. How can one possibly turn a blind eye without a hint of regret or guilt? It has seemed much easier for me to turn my back on loved ones rather than absolute strangers, though. There is something very unbalanced about that fact and I need to ease my own tension and speak with open, honest words. I've wandered aimlessly in my own mind thinking things over and hiding behind unspoken emotions, so perhaps it's time to let some thoughts shine through. I have another desire, that of which is to be heard and acknowledged. I would sell the bible to my soul for all the world to read if it meant being truely understood by someone, on any level. I have every moment available to question the 'Why' and 'How' and everything in between. I'm still prepared to listen, even when shielding myself behind invisible barriers of doubt.

I've kinda liked 'me' this year. I'm starting to fall into place a little more. I'm stronger, sharper, and more aware of who I am and why I am. I still can barely handle my own reflection at times, but some things shall never change. Then again, some things will. (Does not want to elaborate.)

I guard & protect my privacy as much as I could possibly want to now. It's important for me to look at situations from my own point of view and then judge accordingly. No doubt that sometimes the advice of a stranger can be of service, but it's important for me to stand my own ground and walk these two legs independantly and alone.

Love me for who I am, the bread and it's crumbs, the shards of broken glass that make up my soul, and my inability to be perfect & my constant battle to be so... If my presence can hold a special place with anyone, then it's all I'll ever need to know.

Tomorrow, next week, next month, next year, soon, someday... I'll find my way home.

blump.

Tue, 19 Apr 2005 02:19:30 GMT

OMFG, training tonight. About to have a shower and get the hell out of here. Just got a $260 phone bill in the mail. Thanks Telstra, you really know when you rain on my parade. Bills, bills, bills to pay this month, so I can live off crackers and cheese. Hurry up late May, I want to wear a party hat in style.

Nothing's Ever Fair

Mon, 27 Dec 2004 09:34:44 GMT

I'm too lazy to continue this.

Your grip still holds firm but armed with vacant disbelief
Obliged to feel moved by the presence of your grief
Why you seek no solitude is a mystery beyond me
Behind layers of your lack of faith lies only remnants of empty
There are few things in life where pain has come to show a gain
With the foolishness of gazes melting slowly with the rain
And with the rest of these tomorrows passing us without a thought
Turn from situations built for learnings and the lessons we've been taught
Another day to play it foolish, another excuse for us to fail
We can ignore the blame and reason, or we can set this boat to sail.