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[Dec. 26th, 2009|10:50 pm] |
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Today is the day that I will let it go away
That I will let it be okay
That I will throw it all away
Today is the day that I will piss it all away
And will I miss it well I may
But that’s the chance that I’m willing to take.
This is going to be one of those huge, epic posts where I make up for all the times I haven't posted. BUT I'M GOING TO SPLIT IT INTO 2 PARTS. CAUSE I KNOW I WONT MAKE THE WHOLE POST BEFORE THE NEW YEAR. I'm working tomorrow anyway soo >___> Ugh its gonna be so painful.
So right now at this moment, its the day before New Year's Eve and I've just gotten back from a family gathering with Rhys. In 1 days time its going to be the end of the year. This fact has thrown me into thought-mode, and I'm actually incredibly sad to see this year go because this year has without a doubt been the best year. In terms of New Year's Resolutions (Mine was to be successful in everything I chose to do.) I think I did pretty well. Looking back at 2009, I've grown so much as a person, its like I've entered a new phase in my life.. Some highlights of this year for me were:- FINISHING SCHOOL. Yes yes yes. This is a huge accomplishment for me. Because almost every day that I was at that place, I was fucking miserable. I'm glad I never have to go through with it again.
- Turning 18. This is kinda hypocritical for me to say because I never want to grow old. But turning 18 has given me so much freedom, no one says no to anything. You aren't restricted - the world is quite literally, your playground. Everything is at your disposal.
- Meeting my boyfriend - Yea, I know this is extremely soppy of me, and I usually don't do soppy.. But I'm really thankful to have such a great person. I don't ever take this kind of shit for granted. </SOPPYNESS>.
- Seeing Marilyn Manson twice.. AND GETTING BACKSTAGE + AFTERPARTY PASSES.
- Seeing Dope. AND GETTING BACKSTAGE PASSES.
- Re-evaluating my relationships/friendships with people. Deciding who to keep and who to let go of. I've realized that some people aren't worth the time nor the effort. Like the time I tried to make friends at school. They're so...boring.. And completely okay with it. I'm glad I never have to see their shitty faces again.
- Being more comfortable with myself. As my friend Seamus once said "We are who we are", and I've accepted that in its entirety. I can't please everyone, nor do I try. I just do what makes me happy and if that bothers someone - they can ignore me.
- Learned to stand up for myself more. If I don't, then who will? Don't let anyone tell you where you belong or don't belong. Don't think about it, DON'T CARE. "The world ain't fair, eat you if you let it" - Korn.
- My best friend moving back to Australia. I just wish she was in Sydney to see the fireworks on New Year's Eve.
I remember standing on a hilltop in a park watching the fireworks in the distance, and I could actually, with every part of my being, feel that I was going to be very happy in 2009. I can't imagine myself with another New Year's Resolution, so I think I'm going to keep fulfilling the one I already made.
Anyway, on with the epicness post where I will deliver some news about recent events.
So as I mentioned earlier, I went to this family gathering thing with Rhys where I got to meet the rest of his family for Boxing Day. (More like Boring Day) But the place it was held at was absolutely stunning. It was some sort of luxury apartment complex that had a giant life-size chessboard with chess pieces and a giant pond that ran via the whole complex, it had a waterfall and a bunch of Koi Fish that swam up to you when you approached them. I didn't get a chance to take some decent photos of the place because my I'm really getting quite annoyed at the shit-tastic quality of the camera on my phone. I need a replacement soon.
But this place was breath-taking.. And apparently also included a movie theatre and a restaurant.. Something tells me I've gotta move in there asap. It reminded me somewhat of the Chinese Gardens in the City. They are amazing and I really wanna visit it again soon. Entry is like $3 too .. Super cheap.
My 18th birthday.. was fun... It was really good to spend time with my friends and Chris came down from Queensland and gave me a Pedobear plushie as a present. BLAH BLAH SKIP BORING PARTS. So after food and crunking we went to a strip club. The strippers were fat and had stanky fannies. (According to one of the guys who paid the fat stripper to put on a show.) Arrived home around 4am and the next day my limbs fucking ached. Yessssss they did. The doorbitch tried to get me to pay $20 entry and I was like O HELL NAW. IM THE BIRTHDAY GIRL. So they let me in for free.
FAST FORWARD TO A FEW WEEKS LATER.
Double Marilyn Manson concert took place. I almost pissed myself in excitement when they announced the second show and instantly bought tickets. However, the second show was put on first - which is kinda confusing butttt.. the show disappointed me in many ways.
HOWEVER, THAT IS IN PART 2 OF THIS JOURNAL ENTRY. Because I know that I can't finish it before the new year.. Its got a million pics too so yeah.. MORE SOON. |
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| CAPTAINCUNT REPORTING. |
[Nov. 8th, 2009|12:44 pm] |
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WOOOOOWOOOOOO
Guess who's back?! ME OBVIOUSLY HAAAAAAAAHAHA
So, I'm ecstatic to say that I am officially DONE WITH SCHOOL.
FOREVER. AND EVERRRRRR AND EVERRRRRRRRR.
And ever.
I could go on and on and on because it feels so good to say it. I'm finally out of the miserable shithole that taught me shit all. I don't give a shit about awards of any sort that I did and did not acquire because they're pieces of shitty A4 sized paper and don't mean a fuck. I know that I probably owe Lj a squillion posts buttttttttt (lol butt) the good thing is that I am going to include photos and videossss and other Captain Cunt associated coolness in the next few days/weeks/whatever.....
BECAUSE TOMORROW, ON NOVEMBER 9TH...
I TURN 18.
I really don't know how to feel about it. I really don't. On one hand I can go out and booze and party. But on the other hand I feel like I should check myself into a god damn nursing home.
Ps. I'm not a big drinker. At all.
ANYWAY Nevermind all that, its just something I've been pondering about lately.
So after my last exam I disposed of my notes, books and everything else in a very unusual manner. I recycled them. Usually, I'd go on a huge hate-school burning of books spree, but there was too god damn many notes and I felt that they would come to better use if someone, somewhere in the world wiped their ass with them later on.
Then I cleaned the living shit out of my room, it took me the whole day. This is probably the cleanest my room has EVER been, in my entire life. Its fucking spotless. I threw out a majority of my old things. I guess doing all this after graduation and before my 18th signifies as a sort of new beginning for me.
After that I went to go and see Rhys and we made pizza and watched movies and drank, It was really good to cuddle up again after tiring exams and all the bullshit that came along with them.
So Chris is currently on the plane from Brisbane to come down for my birthday so we can part-ay it up and stuff. Once I finish my chores Im gonna go out and meet him and hopefully do something fun later on.
One thing I did neglect to post however, is the double Marilyn Manson shooooooooow in which Manson gave me some onstage and offstage lovin'. But more about that later. Im off to finish my duties before tomorrow arrives.
Promise to make a good post about Birthday+Events. SOON. WITH PICTURES.
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[Sep. 14th, 2009|12:07 am] |
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Why do I feel like this?
Every night, it seems to creep back. Its like I've fallen and can't pick myself up. |
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[Aug. 26th, 2009|10:01 pm] |
I haven't been slacking on LJ.
I am currently going through my trial examinations.
I will however have plenty of updates and events once they're completed.
Plenty of shows coming up. My 18th birthday aswell.
Pretty much towards the end of the year.
Right now, time to focus. |
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[Jul. 28th, 2009|08:52 pm] |
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It is currently 1:30am here in Sydney, and I have to get up at 8am for school tomorrow. So why am I sitting here making a post?
I didn't get enough sleep, but I'm still procrastinating.
What the shit? This is like .. heresy, according to my book. But lately I've had ideas of what I should post about, so I thought, why not?
ANYWAY. ON WITH THE POST. DERP DERP.
Is it wrong that I told my boss not to hire a girl because she was a bitch to me when she was still in school? Her younger, more illiterate sister still continues to pollute the school with her syphilis ridden snatch and always asks me inane questions like "DO THOSE PIERCINGS HURT?" and points at my face.
No, you fucking moron. If they hurt I wouldn't be WEARING THEM.
Does that make me a bigger bitch because I have the overall advantage? It doesn't matter, because I probably would have clobbered for stealing all the prescription meds from the pharmacy section and using them to get high.
So she was one of those people that definitely didn't have a positive impact on my experience at school. Which brings me to my main point:
You know how they say that your time at school is the best years of your life? I call massive bullshit on that one. They most certainly, for me, are not the best years of my life.
Looking back, I realize how much school sucked. And don't think I'm ripping on education or anything like that, education rocks. But school doesn't. So unless you're some sort of tanned bimbo with "I love myself" syndrome who wears a sickening amount of pink and other cheery, happy colors, like blue or maybe even yellow. You're automatically .. how should I put this... Not good enough?
People here in Australia are so close minded. Sometimes I wish I lived somewhere where people were more accepting of your interests, other than "going to the beach" or "getting a tan". There's a teacher that doesn't like me purely because I like the things I like, and often makes rude remarks like telling me that "I'm a bitch" or that he "Can't wait to fail me" for Ancient History even though I'm not in his class. Right, okay. Nice going there. What a fucking sad, bitter cunt who has nothing better to do than pick on a 17 year old girl?
These things used to upset me so much. And you're most likely thinking something along the lines of "Its what you make of it", but its pretty hard to make something positive when everyone is being so negative towards you, especially when you're so young. As soon as I hit 16 I was suddenly slapped with the realization that
I don't need anyone's approval. I don't need anyone's advice and I certainly don't need to fit in.
To all those people, I don't need you. Period. You are not king shit, and you don't own me. In a year's time I probably won't remember who you are. You're just another face and you are worthless. It kills me how you're so content with living your normal life. Doing normal, mundane, boring things.
I can't wait till I leave this place.
You'll relate to me if you've experienced something of the sort. Heed my advice. Embrace who you are. It doesn't matter if people think you're weird. At least its not boring.
Anyway, that is my post. I'm in a strange mood tonight :\
Bed time.
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[Jun. 29th, 2009|01:38 am] |
LETS PLAY A LOVE GAME, PLAY A LOVE GAME..
No. Lets not.
This beat is not "sick". Nor do I want your filthy cooch anywhere near my "disco stick".
"YOU LOOK LIKE LADY GAGA"
No. I don't. I wear pants on a regular basis.
I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS THE FIRST POP "ARTIST", LET ALONE FEMALE TO HAVE PLATINUM BLONDE HAIR.
Never mind the fact that we're completely missing the point that there are other well deserving, talented people out there.
I am so fucking tired of being compared to her. It really doesn't feel nice.
I'm sick of people saying "OMIGAWD. SHES LIEK SO ORIGINAL"
NO. NO. NO FUCKING NO.
She isn't. In fact, she's known for ripping off quite a few designers and alt model Mosh.
Allow me to demonstrate:
 
Put it away plz.
 
Oh WOW. WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT RIGHT?
Besides the fact shes a stripper that can sing, I must comment on the shitty choice of clothing.
I don't care what anyone says, this woman just can't dress herself. Its disgraceful. Her outfits are not "original" or "fashion". It just looks like a bunch of random shit she threw together in 5 mins in a god damn op-shop.
Hi Grandma.
I'm guessing that set you back 5, maybe 10 mins at St. Vinnies?
I was also quite disheartened to recently learn that this cock mongler did a "Love Game" remix with my beloved Marilyn Manson.
Manson, HOW COULD YOU?!
I would slap you across that lovely face of yours.
MUSIC IS TURNING TO SHIT. THIS REMIX RAPED MY EARS, SERIOUSLY.
Anyway Im sick of bitching. Bed time.
Bye.
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[May. 20th, 2009|10:33 pm] |
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ONE OF THE WORST FEELINGS IS BEING IGNORED BY SOMEONE.
Especially when its a group of people who you thought you were your friends.
Just a quick update:
I HAVE THE NEW MANSON ALBUM
What a fucking beast he is. Its amazing.
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[May. 12th, 2009|11:12 pm] |
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HELLO CHILDREN.
THERE'S BEEN QUITE A FEW THINGS THAT HAVE PISSED ME OFF THIS WEEK.
One of them is not having enough hours in the day to do everything. This includes studying, homework, making time for people, as well as myself and chores and retouch photos from photo shoots done earlier. (Amazingly, I managed to clean out my whole room and dispose of so much bullshit, I officially give myself lots of props.) Also, to update my LiveJournal (of course!) and my Myspace layout, because its so old and I'm sick of it and its starting to look shabby. IF ONLY THERE WERE MORE THAN 24 HOURS IN A DAY. Seriously, am I the only one that wishes for this?
Speaking of photo shoots, Ugh, don't you just hate it when people are so unreliable? My cousin Vee is part of a model networking site called Model Mayhem (I'm sure you all would have heard of this before) that caters for models/photographers/retouchers/make-up artists etc in helping them getting started with the industry and building a portfolio, blah blah blah.
Long story short, she was cast for a photo shoot for a clothing line that was going to take place in a 1940's themed bowling alley here in Sydney. So the person in charge had e-mailed her and told her that the shoot was going to take place on the 6th of May. All was well until she was e-mailed again and told that the shoot was moved to the next day.
So on the day, we turn up to the photoshoot to find that it was on the day before.
I read the e-mail. I swear to god, this fucking lady is a retard. She cannot compose a sentence to save her damn life. I could see how upset Vee was, so I set up another one on Sunday with just her and myself, I did the makeup and styled everything. I'm quite pleased with the way it turned out. The images are only half edited, however. We walked around for like half an hour looking for a graffiti wall around Newtown, with a fucking bike, YES AN AWESOME PIMP BIKE. We got asked/complimented about it several times, actually. We found 2 walls that looked like someone went ape shit on a wall with spray paint, it was wonderful. So we frollicked there for around 2-3 hours before going home and eating because we were so damn tired.
Here's one of the shots that we took that day:
I think she makes a fantastic model. And helps me build a good portfolio.. If only I charged for this >____>
In other news. MY HAIR IS GONE.
Thats right. I got so pissed off with my extensions that I drove myself to the point of taking them out myself. Which was a fucking AWFUL IDEA, because I have bits of the glue stuck in my hair, and everytime I brush it out it yanks a strand or two out, I've had it happen at least 10 times now. My hair is naturally thin and very fine because its European, but this glue bullshit has made it even thinner. As if bleaching my hair white doesnt cause enough damage. Pfft! But here is a picture of my lovely beautiful (fake) hair in the sink:
So this is for all you ladies wanting extensions, DO NOT GET GLUE INS. Or Keratin bonds! Get microlinks because they are just tightened to your hair, no damage whatsoever!
Also, I've had quite a few e-mails on how I get my hair so white, I may post a tut if you want it.
So now it is time for me to retire into bed. I have been exhausted for like 3 days straight, but at least I finish school early tomorrow so I can get more things done. Hooray.
BYEEEEEEE
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[May. 4th, 2009|01:21 am] |
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IM BACK MOTHAFUCKAZ
My hiatus is finally over. I've bothered to write again! (Not that anyone reads this anyway....)
Anyway, the holidays were quite uneventful, out of about 7 things I had on my list of things to do, I only managed to do about 2.
FAIL.
I will now proceed to make a photo post of the following:
- Star Wars exhibition at the Powerhouse (There will not be any photos of me on this day, as I looked le shit. I nerded it out but I actually really enjoyed it cause Rhys made me watch all the movies, along with the Lord of The Rings trilogy.)
- Luna Park
- MSI Concert
- Random Shit
FUCK YEAH
Anyway before I start I would like to point out that photobucket is annoyingly slow, and it makes everything else on my computer slow while uploading *shakes fist*. And is depriving me of precious sleep.
On another note, I saw X-Men Origins: Wolverine today.
Honestly, I wasn't really impressed with it. I thought it was really cheesy and cliche. Complete with the "NOOOOO!!!!!!!" arial shot and "I love you" *Tear* scenes. Snore. I should know by now that superhero movies are full of suck. Except for Iron Man.
Okay enough babble, PHOTO POST WOOOOOOOO
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[Apr. 1st, 2009|06:41 pm] |
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IM NOT DEAD
Just extremely busy with half yearly exams.
Holidays start on Tuesday.
New posts coming soon.
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[Feb. 13th, 2009|03:30 pm] |
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VIDEO GAME NIGHT
Okay, I know I haven't posted as much as I've promised to, But lately Ive just been soo busy with school and work and friends. And of course, they come first.
Overall was a fun night full of bizarre adventures and lots of driving around doing crazy shit. I didn't get as many photos of myself as I would have liked to, I will next time though. I did take a lot of photos of the city mainly because I got bored in the back seat and just decided to snap the pretty parts of Sydney, for those of you who haven't ever been here.. BEHOLD! .. Resizing these was a bitch though! The rest of them are behind the cut.
( CUTTY CUTTY, CUT CUT )
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[Feb. 7th, 2009|01:01 pm] |
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VIDEO GAME NIGHT TONIGHT!
Can I just say how ecstatic I am about this game? I know I'm a little late (OKAY, VERY LATE) on the topic since the game was released in October. But I still can't help but rave about it. For anyone that knows me, knows that I love Horror themed ANYTHING. And for those of you who haven't played this, here's a basic rundown:
Dead Space is a survival horror/shooter played in third person guaranteed to have you checking your pants (or skirt) for any "accidents" that may have occurred during gameplay. You play as an engineer named Isaac Clarke and you go around battling an alien infestation/virus that turns/reanimates dead humans into grotesque creatures called "Necromorphs". You play aboard a space ship called the USG Ishimura. Its filled with the fuckers, they're all hostile and free roaming, and many of these actually resemble pregnant women.
This game is the whole Shit-Your-Pants package in one small disc. Complete with creepy, suspenseful music, suicide scenes, lighting that flickers on and off and a quiet, creepy voice that fucking laughs at you as you make your way through the game. Oh, and to add a nice little element of surprise, Necromorphs jump out from ceilings, floors and windows to try and attack the shit out of you.
Its available on PS3, Xbox 360 and PC, with a Wii release expected sometime this year.
SO SEND YO MAMA STRAIGHT UP TO THE STORE.
CAPTAINCUNT'S RATING IS 9000/10.
Also, I am extremely excited for video game night tonight. More behind the cut.
( SNIP SNIP SNIP )
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[Feb. 6th, 2009|10:24 pm] |
DEFORMED M&MS AHOY.  (This M&M was quickly devoured after the taking of this picture). Totally random, I know.
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[Jan. 28th, 2009|07:34 pm] |
I WOULD LIKE TO EXTEND A BIG FUCK YOU
TO THE BIASED CUNTS
WHOM EVERYONE CALLS "TEACHERS"
AT MY SCHOOL.
So today was the first day of school after the end of year break.
I used to get excited about these kinds of things. Seeing my friends, blah blah blah. But today wasn't that great. I think I'm just over it considering this is my 12th and final year of school. Anyway, the day was pretty regular, we started off getting our timetables and my first period was a free. So with nothing to do I decided to wander around the school for 50 minutes to kill time while everyone else went to class. I ended up walking past the English staff room and noticed that our English speech marks were posted up.
12/20.
I GOT TWELVE OUT OF FUCKING TWENTY.
What the shit.
I swear to god I almost cried. I literally went batshit insane. Considering how hard I tried to do well on that speech. So I called the teacher out and asked her why I got such a low mark. She responded with "Your thesis was too complex" and that "I didn't mention enough of the related text". She also said that she only marks me by what she wrote down in the criteria during my speech. So I asked "So if Im delivering my speech and you just got distracted and didn't hear me say something, I get marked down?". Her reply again, was "I can only mark you on what I wrote down"
WELL TOUGH. FUCKING. SHIT.
Right.
I don't really know whether to feel complimented or insulted. What am I supposed to do here? Dumb it down to the level of a pop-up book? Every single point I made was reinforced with examples from my text.
Besides, some snivelling shit eater (who's name I wont mention here) delivered the worst speech I have ever heard in my life, laughed the whole way through because he kept getting distracted by his friends, and puked out a bunch of irrelevant shit that had nothing to do with anything. And he got 19.
Now, this person who's name I wont mention happens to be in the top English class and is constantly getting his ass kissed by this teacher because she simply favors him. Thats it. Even if he makes a really poor effort in something, he still gets a great mark. So after this really terrible, shitty morning. My next subject happened to be English. I told my teacher my mark, and even she was pretty shocked about it. I let her read my speech before I delivered it and she said that it was fine and I was pretty set to get a high mark. She said to bring me a copy tomorrow so she can look over itand possibly up the mark for me. Fingers crossed.
I strive to do well in my final year of school, so don't be all like "OH WHO CARES ITS JUST A SPEECH. No. It is not "JUST" a speech. You may think of this as nothing. I, however, will bitch.
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|08:24 pm] |
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OMFG FIRST POST!!111
I NEED TISSUES.
So I finally got a Live Journal. And I kinda figured I need some sort of introduction right?
Well. I'm not going to give you one, so boohoo. More posts coming soon.
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