tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56002922011-04-22T05:21:45.174+10:00HIATUSAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comBlogger4631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1141384496827279402006-03-03T21:43:00.000+11:002006-03-03T22:27:31.833+11:00We all sat and staredOh God, the most horrible thing happened yesterday on the tram. I was on 109 and sat towards the back of the tram, diagonally opposite to this old lady. A scrawny kind of guy got on, listening to his ipod. Then after a while, three people got on, a dark-skinned boy, a flabby white teenage boy and a goth-type girl. The flabby white teenager started harassing the scrawny boy Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1141204708151908512006-03-01T20:17:00.000+11:002006-03-01T20:19:57.226+11:00I thought that this was really interesting:Religion is based, I think, primarily and mainly upon fear. It is partly theterror of the unknown and partly, as I have said, the wish to feel that you havea kind of elder brother who will stand by you in all your troubles and disputes.Fear is the basis of the whole thing -- fear of the mysterious, fear of defeat,fear of death. Fear is the parent of Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140856308072267202006-02-25T19:07:00.000+11:002006-02-25T19:33:05.306+11:00My week as a VeggieIt's been one week since I've become an ovo-lacto-vegetarian. I didn't announce this before, because I knew I was setting myself up for trouble if I did a rant on the benefits of Vegetarianism. The response, especially from meat-loving Australians would be shocking. Hell, Costello would demand that I ship out for not loving lamb (I actually love the taste of lamb, but no more, Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140820259426416042006-02-25T08:52:00.000+11:002006-02-25T09:30:59.493+11:00Chelsea, full of GraceAfter last week's exhausting tutoring session, I was looking forward to an easy session yesterday, preferably with some higher level student who just needed a few questions answered here and there. Leanne and I were a bit late for tutoring because we stopped by a bubble tea shop in Richmond (I ordered a lime-lemon snowshake which had strange sourish yellow gummy bits in it. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140595098270035992006-02-22T18:57:00.000+11:002006-02-22T19:00:44.690+11:00Site HighlightI know it's pretty unfashionable to rag on Bush nowadays, but this site is heaps of fun! You can control Mr Bush with your cursor.Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140591989233234082006-02-22T17:48:00.000+11:002006-02-22T18:09:16.613+11:00It's one month to autumn, and I haven't any thing to wear with my boots. I now wonder if I should even have bought them in the first place. Half the time I imagine someone looking over my shoulder and saying, "Oh that's so not you. You shouldn't wear something like that." Oh the tyranny of peer pressure, the sting of carelessly-thrown comments! Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140418044913724742006-02-20T17:34:00.000+11:002006-02-20T17:47:24.996+11:00Today I have an interesting story to share: Miss Fahey's lost love.Miss Fahey, my English teacher (her picture's in one of the photographs with me and Leanne). She started dating this Israeli man when she was 19. A gorgeous, gorgeous man, with piercing blue eyes. And he was an artist. He was Jewish and she was Catholic and neither would convert. And his parent didn't approve. And he had to leave Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140338059459660672006-02-19T19:25:00.000+11:002006-02-19T19:34:19.473+11:00It's not who or what we are, it's the choices we make that determine our paths, paraphrasing Gandalf. So if you choose smooth peanut butter over chunky peanut butter, you're well on your way to total self-destruction, a life of misery and bitter emptiness. I'm just saying.Peanut butter - chunky: You are a lover of life and enjoy crunchy peanut butter toast with a big smile on your face. You Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140226608451251032006-02-18T12:22:00.000+11:002006-02-18T12:36:48.463+11:00My favourite day of the week is Saturday, because I get to sleep in after a week of (sometimes) hard work. I can get up in my monkey pyjamas, shuffle to the kitchen, grab my breakfast without trying to squeeze into my uniform at the same time, peanut-butter my toast without trying to put on my socks, and sip my soy milk without worrying about forgetting my hat. Also, I can lay off washing up Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140167302680836192006-02-17T19:56:00.000+11:002006-02-17T20:08:22.730+11:00This quote gave me mile-high goosebumps. And my goosebumps were so goose-bumped that they had gosling-bumps.What if you slept?And what if in your sleep it dreamed?And whatif in your dream, you went to heaven and there plucked a strangeandbeautiful flower?And what if, when you woke, you had the flower in yourhand?Ah! What then?-Samuel Taylor ColeridgeI think, that I, very much like Karmun, have a Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1140166293694762592006-02-17T19:35:00.000+11:002006-02-17T20:12:27.763+11:00Hringa the dragon did not allow the slave to make a peace-offering to his masterIn a story that sounds like a poorly-disguised rip-off of The Hobbit, I discovered the full extent of my bossiness and my patronising attitude to children. EEyuck.For those of you who didn't get any of that, suffice to say: I did tutoring this evening and my 'student' had the most irritatingly short attention span I Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139983163714278832006-02-15T16:54:00.000+11:002006-02-15T16:59:23.743+11:00Does no one post in my guestbook anymore? I feel unloved.Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139822969508741502006-02-13T20:21:00.000+11:002006-02-13T20:29:30.986+11:00I'm now officially in the choir! HAHA take that, person-who-said-I-can't-sing. Well, I still can't sing, but now I can pretend to amongst a large group of people.Did I say I love history? I do, but freak, I can't remember anything from my lessons. There's just so much material, nothing really sinks in. Plus the stupid O level way of studying history has screwed me up for life. There we go. This Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717452594828152006-02-12T15:10:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:10:52.596+11:00Me and sis . This was the last photo of me in all the Formal get-up. For proper viewing of photos, start from the bottom! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717391803025082006-02-12T15:09:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:09:51.803+11:00 Me and mum again (this time with Mother Mary) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717358901012232006-02-12T15:08:00.001+11:002006-02-12T15:09:18.903+11:00Me and mum back at home Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717323713143742006-02-12T15:08:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:08:43.713+11:00Last picture taken at the Formal venue Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717294067678452006-02-12T15:07:00.002+11:002006-02-12T15:08:14.066+11:00Awww Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717271951558062006-02-12T15:07:00.001+11:002006-02-12T15:07:51.953+11:00Jane, Amy, Leanne and Becky Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717237027154292006-02-12T15:07:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:07:17.030+11:00Jane, Mr Tasone and Amy Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717210450765002006-02-12T15:06:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:06:50.450+11:00Almost all the Asian girls in Year 12 (with the exception of Tran, V and Bec Soon) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717171386157442006-02-12T15:05:00.001+11:002006-02-12T15:06:11.386+11:00Becky supporting her own weight by holding on to her dress flap Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717134711899752006-02-12T15:05:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:05:34.713+11:00Chocolate heart Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717091959366042006-02-12T15:04:00.001+11:002006-02-12T15:04:51.960+11:00Jane's dessert Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717072549574522006-02-12T15:04:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:04:32.550+11:00My dessert Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717047497062712006-02-12T15:03:00.001+11:002006-02-12T15:04:07.496+11:00Me and Becky Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139717029419899072006-02-12T15:03:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:03:49.420+11:00Leanne, Jane and Becky Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716971026639632006-02-12T15:02:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:02:51.026+11:00Leanne and Becky Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716937693830642006-02-12T15:01:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:02:17.693+11:00Amy, Leanne, Becky (guess who's making those rabbit ears? Hint: name starts with a J and ends with an E) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716853012498682006-02-12T15:00:00.000+11:002006-02-12T15:00:53.013+11:00Me and Alice Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716781702490792006-02-12T14:59:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:59:41.703+11:00Becky, Alice, Luisa, Amy Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716744201489532006-02-12T14:58:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:59:04.203+11:00Amy, me, Mr Linehan, Leanne and Jane Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716691720001972006-02-12T14:57:00.000+11:002006-02-12T18:00:33.426+11:00Me, Leanne, Becky, Ms Hogan our team leader, Mrs Cowling (principal) and Jane Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716617448442422006-02-12T14:56:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:56:57.450+11:00Becky, Mr Rubira, Jane, Leanne and Amy Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716579124696312006-02-12T14:55:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:56:19.126+11:00Me and Roomie with a halo of light Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716481413589382006-02-12T14:54:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:54:41.413+11:00Another one of my favourite photos, me and roomie! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716442983905002006-02-12T14:53:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:54:02.983+11:00Me and Em Conjiu Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716416113465272006-02-12T14:53:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:53:36.113+11:00Me and Leanne with Miss Fahey our English teacher between us Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716375637797302006-02-12T14:52:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:52:55.640+11:00Cath and Leanne Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716339911528982006-02-12T14:51:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:52:19.913+11:00Odette, Beth (rather goth-looking) and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716298950914802006-02-12T14:51:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:51:38.950+11:00Eloise (who was in my Chem class last year) and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716261418804062006-02-12T14:50:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:51:01.420+11:00Leanne and Emma Tipping Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716153373318202006-02-12T14:48:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:49:13.373+11:00Becky, Maddie and partner (nice tie) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716116020730832006-02-12T14:47:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:48:36.020+11:00This is one of the most unflattering shots of me but I love this picture because of Bianca, THE kindest soul in the world. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139716050598438292006-02-12T14:46:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:47:30.600+11:00Leanne, Angie, Jo, Emma Tipping on my right, me, and Jane (I love Angie's dress! Have I said that before?) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715989788615352006-02-12T14:46:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:46:29.790+11:00Me, Leanne, Sarah Rose our wonderful college captain, Jane Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715947051193602006-02-12T14:44:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:45:47.053+11:00 Me, Leanne and Jane with Mr Acklin. We were at one point in time or another his Physics students. He's getting married to a maths teacher in our school! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715862040866182006-02-12T14:43:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:44:22.040+11:00 Lauren and Leanne (HMMM... rather hot guy behind Lauren) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715819195634492006-02-12T14:43:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:43:39.196+11:00Mrs Kewming with Leanne Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715779497480412006-02-12T14:42:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:42:59.496+11:00Me and Mrs Kewming! My fabulous homeroom and Chemistry teacher Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715740616263712006-02-12T14:41:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:42:20.616+11:00Becky, Jane, Mr Flannagan, Leanne and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715702551044532006-02-12T14:41:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:41:42.553+11:00The very pretty V (for Veronica), Sarah, Leanne, me and Jane (person on Jane's right is Molly, possibly) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715644510053862006-02-12T14:40:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:40:44.513+11:00 Gorgeous Sarah with Leanne Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715612660724142006-02-12T14:39:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:40:12.660+11:00Jane being... Jane Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715584115669082006-02-12T14:38:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:39:44.116+11:00Leanne full body shot. I had to take this one for her to send to her mum. (Leanne and Becky appear a whole lot more in my pictures because their camera batteries died halfway) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715532406295382006-02-12T14:38:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:38:52.406+11:00Luisa, (the very voluptuous) Anna Fee and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715487140524082006-02-12T14:37:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:38:07.140+11:00Me and Cath our dear library prefect! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715458226615602006-02-12T14:37:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:37:38.226+11:00The same people as the picture before but with the addition of Becky Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715424258376952006-02-12T14:36:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:37:04.260+11:00Amy, Leanne, Jane, Luisa and Mary-Ellen Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715384593906622006-02-12T14:36:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:36:24.593+11:00Me, Rachel (love her hair! and dress) and Luisa Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715345217451692006-02-12T14:35:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:35:45.220+11:00Amy (haha), Jane and Luisa Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715302680413122006-02-12T14:34:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:35:02.680+11:00Roomie number two, Niamh (aka Miss Perfect, and I'm saying this without a trace of bitterness) I miss her a little! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715231985099392006-02-12T14:33:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:33:51.986+11:00The very lovely Mary-Ellen and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715189092239862006-02-12T14:32:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:33:09.093+11:00 Luisa and me (Mary in the background on the right) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715126308609692006-02-12T14:31:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:32:06.310+11:00 Angela (so pretty!), me and Jo in front of us. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715087269701902006-02-12T14:30:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:31:27.270+11:00Mary-Ellen, Luisa (with the greek goddess hair) and Becky. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139715024567125362006-02-12T14:29:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:30:24.566+11:00Laura!! My homeroom and Physics mate, possibly one of the nicest persons in the world. Jo in the background, with Angie's partner. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714934863764472006-02-12T14:27:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:28:54.863+11:00 Amy, me, Becky, Jane, Jo, the very divine-looking Angela, Leanne and Tran Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714852764432742006-02-12T14:26:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:27:32.766+11:00 Me, Jane, photogenic Tran and Leanne Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714788953970042006-02-12T14:26:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:26:28.953+11:00The very tall and imposing Jem, my darling roomie (love her dress) and me Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714743899003712006-02-12T14:24:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:25:43.900+11:00Shoes in a circle (mine's the one with black nails in the purple stilettos) We were bored! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714616167605522006-02-12T14:22:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:23:36.166+11:00Em Crittenden and me, ex-fellow boarders! The gorgeous Kate Smith in background on left, and in the background on the right, there's Pip McIlroy and partner. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714510115176882006-02-12T14:20:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:21:50.116+11:00 Me and Jane again, this time with a full length shot... Crap, my legs look overly-muscular, but in the name of loving myself, my legs are beautiful, ok. And I'm not fat ok. It's the stupid camera lens, puts about 5kg on my frame. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714371053031462006-02-12T14:18:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:19:31.053+11:00The adorable Jane with the doe-eyed Leanne. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714313857034362006-02-12T14:17:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:18:33.856+11:00One of my favourite pictures... with Jane again... I LOVE her necklace! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714240653708352006-02-12T14:15:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:17:20.653+11:00 Jess Pollard, Saskia and me (I had to do extensive red-eye damage control for both Jess and Saskia, but none for myself ever. That, I suppose, is an advantage of having miniscule eyes.) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714126177925242006-02-12T14:15:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:15:26.180+11:00Me and Jane-y Ma, my badminton buddy and ex-Physics mate! Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714087489239142006-02-12T14:14:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:14:47.490+11:00Leanne again, this time without flash. Background's a lot clearer. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139714038349285642006-02-12T14:12:00.001+11:002006-02-12T14:13:58.350+11:00Leanne... chio bu! And in the background the Centre Ivanhoe dining hall. Nice! Very grand atmosphere, as you can see. The dim lighting doesn't contradict this. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139713960454847052006-02-12T14:12:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:12:40.456+11:00Amy and me (I think I've got lazy eye and overdid the eyeliner for the right eye... but who cares! haha) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139713898240192852006-02-12T14:08:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:11:38.240+11:00Me, Becky, Leanne, Jane and Amy. I was sticking my arm out so unnaturally because I was trying to avoid the dreaded flat-arm-fat syndrome. I did this for a couple more pictures then figured out that it was stupid, a waste of time, and just called more attention to the arm in question. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139713708935024682006-02-12T14:07:00.000+11:002006-02-12T14:08:28.940+11:00 Becky, Leanne and me in my apartment before the Formal started. (They got their hair and make-up done professionally - I look like a goose standing next to them!) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139619777495920732006-02-11T12:01:00.000+11:002006-02-11T12:02:57.496+11:00HELLO, Year 12 Formal-goer Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139619609426205542006-02-11T11:51:00.000+11:002006-02-11T12:00:09.433+11:00A Collage to sum up the Formal Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139612551835506622006-02-11T09:59:00.000+11:002006-02-11T10:02:31.840+11:00Year 12 Formal Just a random sample of pictures... I shall be putting more up (and in an easier to see format with my trademark not-as-witty-as-I-think-it-is captions). Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139134457840754052006-02-05T20:49:00.000+11:002006-02-05T21:14:22.600+11:00Un-fricken-believable. I urge everyone to read this. I would give a kidney and half my stomach to be able to write like this. (in fact, if you read an earlier entry of mine [though I won't say which], you'll find that I have dishonourably borrowed his style for a paragraph or two, and for that I am sorry and crossing my fingers that he's not going to sue.)Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1139132477033724952006-02-05T20:38:00.000+11:002006-02-05T20:41:17.113+11:00At mass today, while the whole congregation was engaged in the passionate act of raising their voices to the Lord, I found myself swept up in the whole atmosphere and thus thoughts of the day are:Is religion just another form of addiction?If so, can humans ever be free of addiction?Is it too late for me to join the choir?Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1138955776758598312006-02-03T19:34:00.000+11:002006-02-03T19:36:16.766+11:00The nobility of the Russian Soul, of the stoic bearing of hardship, of the dignity of toil. Seek the meaning of life from the 'simple, unlearned and poor men'.I love history. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1138954368114408902006-02-03T19:01:00.000+11:002006-02-03T19:12:48.126+11:00I feel like I've found a friend, and as a result, things seem to be be looking up. I don't know how long it'll last, whether it'll even will, but this year cannot be like the last. For the sake of my health and happiness, this year CANNOT be like the last.The first week of school has just ended, and there are at least 3 or 4 times each day where I feel lost, like a bobbing pin. (Mainly during Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1138702803950666022006-01-31T21:13:00.000+11:002006-01-31T21:20:03.963+11:00Site HighlightBest site ever haha!!SNAP your frustations away! Hooray!I recommend a daily snap of the little ones for de-stressing.The big ones will be excellent for more stressful times (or for encounters with more hateful people)You can aways pretend the bubbles are little pockets of built-up frustration and anxiety being released. That's a wonderful and very effective analogy.As for me, I'll Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1138450966407379592006-01-28T23:06:00.000+11:002006-01-28T23:29:40.600+11:00Hello, mikiMoto!Hi. I'll like to introduce you to someone important. He goes by the name Mr Mikimoto, and he's known for his discerning eye for beauty and his love for pearls ( and women in swimsuits, but that's another story for another day).Mr Mikimoto is not a cruel man by nature, but he sometimes brings unexpected news. You sit next to him from the day you are born and never notice him until Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1138104292754726892006-01-24T22:58:00.000+11:002006-01-24T23:04:52.766+11:00ARRRGGGH!I've left so many things behind in Singapore, lots of *ahem* 'unfinished business'.Evelyn's pinafore is hanging behind my door. SORRY!!!!!! SORRY!!! SORRY!!!Matilda's present is in a bag under my dresser. SORRY!!! SORRRRRRRYYYYY SORRRRRRYYY!!!And oh, the person I miss today happens to be *dong dong chiang* MUI KEE!!Today, I went to Richmond for beef pho. That was about nine hours ago, Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1137864958681845762006-01-22T04:31:00.000+11:002006-01-22T04:35:58.690+11:00 I leave tomorrow. Thanks for the memories!*(Some of them aren't even pictures of my so called 'homecoming', but they make good filler/ fodder and I didn't take pictures for many of the occasions when I met up with people stupid stupid stupid!! Note to self: bring camera wherever and whenever, even with just one person. Excluding self.) Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1137863832103535692006-01-22T04:16:00.000+11:002006-01-22T04:17:12.113+11:00Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1137337237379717582006-01-16T01:39:00.000+11:002006-01-16T02:00:41.596+11:00I'm currently addicted to Lost. Also, I'm currently feeling very sick. As I type, my head is on the verge of exploding. I've got the flu, and thus I am on the influenza diet, which consists mainly of nothing for half the day followed by bingeing on chicken porridge, barley jui, and honey lemon strepsils. I suspect that I've got the flu from playing some strangers' trombone when I crashed NJ band Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1136870071122301422006-01-10T16:07:00.000+11:002006-01-10T16:17:38.183+11:00My entries are getting shorter. I don't know what to do anymore. And I've been feeling tired, so-o very tired. My sleep is restless. I always have dreams. And I cannot get over one particular dream that I had not too long ago. In this dream a person I knew who died had a bloodied, disfigured face, and this person gave me a bloodcurdling-ly long long look of hatred mixed with fury. I still Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1136730756504974152006-01-09T01:28:00.000+11:002006-01-09T01:32:36.516+11:00Ok, that's it. I have finally hit rock bottom. Goodbye world.Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1136642472303887252006-01-08T00:43:00.000+11:002006-01-08T01:01:13.476+11:00I've finally finished watching all seasons of Family Guy! I have to admit that the pilot didn't impress me much, and that loyalty to The Simpsons and Futurama, (especially Futurama) kept me disdainful of FG for most of season 1 and 2. But by season 3, the show really started to grow on me. Now, there's room in my heart for all three serieses, although Futurama still owns them. All three of them. Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1136460535734476452006-01-05T22:27:00.000+11:002006-01-05T22:40:45.903+11:00Had lunch today with a really tall, good-looking, broad-shouldered, Eurasian guy* from the UK studying in Nottingham University. He's currently reading the Life of Pi!!Jie, if you're reading this, I AM GOING TO KILL YOU. I'M SERIOUS.(*nephew of mum's friend. But let's pretend you didn't see this.)Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600292.post-1136254075755864232006-01-03T13:03:00.000+11:002006-01-03T13:07:55.766+11:00I'm not Paranoid, but you think I am, right? Right?For the first time ever when I came online, no one else was on. Is everyone blocking me now?? Does everyone hate me? Will I die a lonely spinster??Yes, this is a logical chain of thought sequences.Oh and yes Cheryl, the reason I'm thinking of Judaism is because Jesus was a Jew.Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08139690765485581337noreply@blogger.com