climbing up the cool ladder

Someone told me that i had good taste in music today because it was sooooo diverse.
She is tone-deaf though so i dont know what to make of that.
oh well, take what i can get.

overwhelming work

spent too much money on textbooks - 3? 4? hundred dollars?

Postwar America
Prof: So the declaration meant that it was going to give the people freedom in choosing their own form of government. However, this is kind of contradictory considering a lot of the people concerned were part of the British Empire and I dont know who would CHOOSE to be governed by the Monarchy...oh...you're australian....right...sorry.

changed the blog

but i dont know how to work it yet. so bear with me.

classes:
General Psychology - its like year 8 science with all the things about experiments and stuff. i vaguely remember the idea but i remember more why i dropped science like a hot ton of bricks.
"Taking an IQ test makes you die."
"You don't have an IQ when you are dead...and i realise that."
"Cranky baby."
some little shreds of knowledge from our professor.

The Holocaust- you know, just for fun every tue and thur morning at 8.30

Postwar America 1945 to Present - LOVE the Professor. The first day of class it was raining buckets and his pants were ALL wet. I'm not talking about little splashes, it was like he walked through the pond.

Early Art of the 20th Century - pretty pictures. ONE loud girl. Couple of older girls. Again no guys. Actually thats not fair, there was one sitting next to me but he fell asleep half way through and you know, thats not a good sign.

Useless history major here I come!

Its in the third edition

"To deny what mother taught me seems disloyal."
"Criminal acts seem acceptable when committed by a crowd."
"Many years in the classroom has convinced me that..."
"The winds of change blew gingerly indeed over the jewish communities during the late 18th century."

I'm serious. This is in my history book. I read it to Luci when i make notes and she asks 'why are you reading a story?' and i say 'No! im not reading Spot goes to the Park, I'm reading my Holocaust book.'

I really didn't make it up...I'm just not that creative.

loving it sick

i wish my emotions would just settle down. i dont like moving 6 years backwards in my maturity but this is exactly what its like.
POSTWAR AMERICA 1945 to PRESENT is soooo exciting! we talk about europe and stuff. its nice. and the teacher is nice and the people are nice. and i got in even though i wasnt registered which is nice. and the books are nice and neat and new and packaged. its nice.

interesting fact
STARSQUASHER: the name of a kid that we met. pissing myself laughing.

For those who said that i couldnt do it

actually, i believe the actual words were "why the hell would you want to study the HOLOCAUST while you are on exchange?!"
well my friend, it is the most interesting little social experiment ever! I've decided that I can fail all my subjects for all i care because the content is not nearly as interesting as the way in which it is taught and shoved down your throat and tailored to make you feel like shit if you dont agree. of course most classes dont consider that there is someone there who isnt from their country, so i've just kept my mouth shut for the most part. Hopefully that way not too much can go down my throat either.
so be glad that you study at UTS or USYD or UNSW. you might think that it's too relaxed or that the content is not structured or whatever, but just be glad that you can think for yourself. i mean seriously think for yourself...not this bogus think for youself where content is left out, or forbidden or biased.

and i found this strange:
NEIGHBOUR: have you ever read the constitution before?
ME: no, not the american one. i think i have the australian one though. not sure
NEIGHBOUR: really? you dont know it?
ME: no, not a big deal
NEIGHBOUR: but how did you get your freedom?
ME: (after the longest pause in the world. i looked like the complete latest edition of an idiot) Actually, i dont think we have 'freedom' yet.

my teacher is bruce willis

He's like Bruce Willis in "Friends" when he was playing Elizabeth's dad. It was insane. I couldn't concentrate because my mind was blown (and not in a good way because its not as good as this picture of Bruce Willis).

The way of teaching here is very different. It's a bit like high school and uni mixed together and its very AMERICAN. I was in Intro to Advertising and it was amazingly strange to experience the way that these kids learn.
Bruce Willis guy: What do you ALL think of Pharmarcies?
Students: CORRUPTION!
There are no words to describe how i felt when they all said that. I would personally never think of that when someone said Pharmarcy.

I just wanted to remember this experience because i'm NEVER going back to that bloody class.

the only thing that was playing that day...

i hear that this is getting a lot of press over in australia? is that true? because if it is, can someone do something about it please and just tell them that it sounds like crap?

again...i dont mean to be mean already

"geeks are ok because its like, they can have friends because there are other geeks you know? so there are the geeks and then there are those who like star trek."

Just being shallow at dinner but only the kind of honest shallow, not the actual shallow shallow. I love how if you repeat a word it makes it the real meaning.

NEW PALTZ SPIRIT!

why dont we have this at UTS? why do we all bag luci out for buying that UTS jumper? i mean, she's never worn it but thats only because she's too embarrassed. Come on everyone, that's not alright. we have to have school spirit. you dont even understand how much spirit there is here! its like everything is NEW PALTZ!
so I'm going to be all new paltz as well (i havent bought pants yet).

I'm going to wear this when i come back to Sydney as well and use my umbrella.

um...i dont want to be nasty already

but there is a girl in the dorm across from us that is playing electronic keyboard music. it sounds like Postman Pat but i dunno...its pretty annoying and weird. who the hell plays keyboard?
ok, its stopped now.

i think i maxed out the photo thing!

but im cunning like Paris Hilton so ive figured out a way to out more on. except there is one that is HILARIOUS of me putting my bra on under the covers because luci was in the room as well. Ive been so used to being in my own room i was like what the hell do i do?! but here are some that are equally interesting!

from the top of the empire state building. nothing witty to say about this one. you probably think that the other things that i said werent that witty either.

I'm a crackwhore too. no dirty thoughts please.

here's maddisson with a HUGEMUNGUS! pizza. what a crackwhore.

smile!

us at NEW PALTZ. we thought that we would go have a relaxing sit by the pond and write in our journals. but it actually turned out to be actually quite awkward because of the bullants and the slight hill.

maddissonn's really branching out. she has nail care too!

north wall of the empire state. go see it. maddbritts 2006!

after two days...we had this much stuff

at lax. we were unaware that this is when the whole bags thing was happening.

luci outside the apple store. obviously not that impressed.

this is us on top of the empire state building. i know that it looks like we could've actually taken it from anywhere on the ground but we were actually on the 86th floor.

ONE job

well actually QANTAS had two jobs: to fly us over here and it keep our luggage safe. but no, no luggage arrived when we did. well one did - and that was all my winter stuff and blankets. brillo. so we made like 50 thousand calls to british airways, to QANTAS and to united airlines in australia, LA and NYC and no one could help us. finally there was a woman called lydia who called us back (that's amazing) and said that she had our luggage at JFK and that she was going to express them over right then. by this time is was tuesday morning. so we went out and did our shopping and had fun without being stressed because we knew that the luggage was coming.
we got home and the lady we were staying with said "no girls, the luggage hasnt come because the truck broke down on the way and they were worried that you might leave before they got here so when the truck got fixed they went back to JFK." brillo again.

i guess it was a little tiny blessing in disguise because it meant that we didnt have to lug around this HUGE bag to and forth JFK.
this isnt even a very interesting story anymore because my brain is shot and i've just thought about it sooo much. but you all need to know that BA sucks! it sucks your will to live.
If its not super...it sucks.

MADDBRITTS HIT NEW YORK

my mind is going mental!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
theres toooooo much to write! toooo much and im tooo tired because i havent been sleeping very much and i cant type because im having coffee withdrawal ( i aint drinking the stuff here) and therees no alcohol here for me which i guess serves me right for not being completely sober for the two weeks before i left and there are no people here yet because the freshman havent come but some soririty girls just walked past! AGHRHGHGHGH i want to be a sorority girl!

favourite places: GAP, NYC, bed bath and beyond. actually not so bband beyond its just because i need stuff from there at the moment.
everything isHUGE! and super. super awesome. everything is super awesome ok? ok.
heres the cheer:
HEY
HEY YOU
YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO
YOU'VE GOT TO ROLL WITH THE ORANGE
AND JAM WITH THE BLUE!
yeah....how cool is that? we're trying to come up with one for UTS but can't actually think of anything because uts is just not that cool.

funny quotes:

orientation lady: there will be a party here this weekend with alcohol free drinks.
US: WOW!!!! free alcohol!
orientation lady: no...not free alcohol, alcohol FREE.

health guy: ok so sleep deprivation is a very important fact. a lot of students suffer from it and when you get it your memory weakens and the memory beds won't register anything. So, always have some sleep and dont think that you can concentrate in class if you dont. he should've stopped here, but he kept going. So, like after a party or something you will be tired and sleep deprived. ok shutup now. Or maybe if you have too much homework you might not sleep for a while and that may also cause sleep deprivation. by then i was asleep so it was fine.

lady in NYC coming out of the Apple store: MAANNNNN! its high tech in there.

Are you over 5 and can't stand old people?

the other day i used a public bench. I never use public benches because there is normally other public on it but i had to put a present in a bag so i stopped briefly to sort myself out AND this old woman with one of those shopping carts pushed me out of the way. She snuck up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder but before i could turn around she pushed me and sat down on the bench. then this other old lady on the bench shared one of those evil 'Young People' smiles with her. I was like WTF?
Then to top it off, my Grandmother told me not to worry about being fat.

It's a little bit gross...

but i went and picked him out.
felt like a hobbo.

It's like Joey's HUGGSY

the one that he wouldnt give Emma, you know, because it was too good to sleep with? And then Rachel was like "JOEY! she's a baby! give her the goddamn penguin!"
we all thought that it was funny on FRIENDS, but quite frankly its not that funny anymore.
WALDO was my teddy bear that i slept with for oh...13? 14 years. the other day i aired my blankets and my pillows and I thought 'no, i wont take waldo out because i bird might shit on him' but i did anyway because my mum is always saying how smelly he is. So i thought that this might be good.
I come home that day and the bedding has been taken in and put back on my bed. I ignored this until it's bed time when i find that Waldo is missing. I ask my mum and she says that she hasn't touched him. he wasnt outside, he wasnt mixed up in the blankets and that's when i knew that he had been thrown out.
This morning i looked in the bin and there he was, not even in a little baggy, just lying there face down with food scraps on him. i was like ARGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I couldn't pick him back out (although i stood there for 10 minutes seriously thinking about it) and I wouldn't have been able to wash him because he's so old he would've fallen apart.
I dont even have a photo for this post so i had to go online and find a picture of any teddy bear. Freakishly, i came across one that looks exactly like him. But Waldo was prettier and had a red mouth which was ripped and a chipped nose which happened because i threw him against the wall one day. OH THE MEMORIES!

Why don't they tell you this before you have a baby?

did anyone else know that if you kiss a baby a lot it starts to cry a lot?

I might need a plan B just in case...

QANTAS have no reason to upgrade maddissonn and i because I'm pretty sure its a packed flight and its not like it's our birthday or anniversary or honeymoon. So i thought that this might do the trick.
If i look fancy they'll have to take me seriously when i say in my posh english accent
"Any chance of an upgrade?"

besides, i think that it will look nice with my trackies and my pink sneakers.

This is your captain speaking...

could the girls in row 55 shut the FUCK up!?!

it's a 20 hour flight mainly during day time so we've planned a little something to keep ourselves occupied:

• Britt will read Paris Hilton's book and Madd will read Nicole Richie's. Then we might trade.
• We will watch Jindabyne and Over the hedge and that other one
• take photos of each other snoozing
• Madd will play solitaire for 6 hours and Britt will watch
• We will listen to some top tunes by Lindsay Lohan and Hilary Duff
• In our down time britt will think about Hello Kitty and boys. I'm not sure what Maddissonn will think about.
• Madd wants to read, but Britt will try her best to have a chat with her.
• We will eat SOOO SOOO much and laugh SOOO SOOO much. And then we will feel sick "oh man, i feel siiiick..."
• We will endeavour to remember all the people that we have left behind and decide who shall receive gifts.

i think that's almost 20 hours worth of things. if not then we will have to be creative in our seats. besides, im sure that the crying and snotting might take a while.

i seriously feel very sorry for the person sitting next to us.

boys and girls

this is one of the funniest 'best friend ditching you for her boyfriend stories' yet.
ME: what are you doing this weekend?
WORKMATE: well, i was supposed to go out with my friend. but then she said if i would like to go bowling with her and her boyfriend. So i asked who else was coming because there was no friggin' way i was going to go and be in the middle of all their kissing. i tell her that and she says that i have to come because otherwise he wants to take her to a hotel room. That's sooooo weird so i say alright i'll come but can i bring a friend? But she says that I can't bring the friend that i want to bring because her boyfriend doesn't like her. So i get really mad at her and i slammed down the phone right? So she calls me back after me being mad at her and she says that she's invited some people so I won't be alone but the only ones who want to come are my ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend. So I'm like SUPER pissed now because i definitely don't want to be in the middle of two couple kissing and stuff.
So i don't think i'm going to do anything this weekend...what are you laughing at?

So it's more like the Oscars than the Emmys?

tonight at work i was in SUCH a good mood (I'm normally like a depressed Naomi Campbell) and i almost agreed to doing something very stupid: going to to the work awards presentation ceremony. I thought it might be ok considering i only have a few shifts left and what can they do if i act like a complete dick? Fire me? Well I've already quit. Besides i thought it might be like a Gala with balloons and streamers and music and food.
Apparently, its like the horrible part of a school assembly when they read out the names of the students who have received some badge or other. What's worse is when you aren't one of those students (or stores this season) to receive an award so its just a big waste of your time.
Apparently you all sit in rows, not tables.
Apparently there is only food when you walk in.
Apparently people all wear the clothes from the company which is bad for me because i don't own anything from work.
And Apparently we all HAVE TO GO because we are a new team! It feels like the Olympics but i know i've already lost.
Of course i think i sort of agreed to coming (well i have yet to make an excuse as to why I'm not) because i went to work under the influence. I guess this is why they prefer their staff members sober.

ok, this totally beats all other hello kitty merchandise

the toaster, the sandwich maker, the water cooler, the luggage, the cushions, the bedding, the shower radio, the alarm clock, the cd player and the Ipod speakers all added together equals this


i mean you have to be seriously rich and have another car which you can drive around in the daytime around normal people. or you have to be seriously mental.
but i was driving around strathfield one night (which i wont do again) and there was this little yellow beetle with hello kitty sprayed on it. AND it was a P-plater.
i was almost tempted to run into the convenience store that i was parked in front of and buy some spray paint and a stencil myself.