<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:11:02.595+10:00</updated><category term='pig'/><category term='weather'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='tafe'/><category term='guitar hero'/><category term='piercing'/><category term='jeans'/><category term='babysitting'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='movies'/><category term='beach'/><category term='random'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='relient k'/><category term='bingo'/><category term='party'/><category term='music'/><category term='wisdom teeth'/><category term='hornsby'/><category term='soul survivor'/><category term='anberlin'/><category term='trip'/><category term='christmas lights'/><category term='life'/><category term='dreads'/><category term='medical'/><category term='uni'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='youth'/><category term='new year'/><category term='lost keys'/><category term='icecream'/><category term='tv'/><category term='fun'/><category term='switchfoot'/><category term='sick'/><category term='hk'/><category term='cruise'/><category term='school friends'/><category term='work'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>inbordem</title><subtitle type='html'>something...which i write on sometimes.
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how's that.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-2472557563954969442</id><published>2007-10-30T00:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T00:54:24.407+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hk'/><title type='text'>day of fun</title><content type='html'>hello there old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lack of internet time and sleep time and think about blog time has meant that blog has been neglected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was blog-worthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nic, georgie, the ostapos and I went to &lt;a href="http://www.oceanpark.com.hk/eng/main/index.html"&gt;Ocean Park&lt;/a&gt;. Lots and lots and lots of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ostapos (ostapovich) consist of dad, mum, hilary (15), zoe (12) and leanne (8) except mum didn't come today. and georgie is 13. we met up with friends of ostapos and dad and leanne went with parents and their kids so nic, hilary, zoe, georgie and I were left to do our own thing. which was lots of fun. we started at the raging river (log ride. slow mostly and one drop at the end where you get wet) and went on that a few times, i think only twice for me and nic and maybe three times for the girls. then we went on the mine train twice which is only the second rollercoaster I've ever been on (bush beast being my first about 3 years ago). then we headed up to the other rides and me and nic went on &lt;a href="http://www.iain.cx/photos/images/abyss.jpg"&gt;the abyss&lt;/a&gt; (absolutely freaked me out seeing as i'm afraid of heights - closed my eyes almost the whole ride) and then all of us did the pirate ship ride - pitiful compared to the one at wonderland. then it was on to the dragon which is a rollercoaster with three loops. me and nic did it first and i closed my eyes the whole way, but it didn't go that fast at all. the second time hilary and georgie came on too, and i opened my eyes and it was sooo much better, especially the loopiness. and so we did it again. the third time me and nic were in the front and it was so much better because it'd look like we were going to crash into the top of the loop when we were heading for it. and then just before we'd get out of the loop the back of the train would slow us down so we'd almost stop before we were upright again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that was the abyss again because hilary and georgie wanted to do it so the four of us were going to but 'cause of lack of seats the three went on and i waited with zoe and she decided she wanted to do it, so the next time her, nic and I did it. better the second time i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i think we had lunch and after that went to the atoll reef aquarium and saw lots of fish and sting rays and a few little sharks and turtles and that was fun. then we did the flying swings and then took the cable car over the mountains to the lowland rides (little kids stuff) and walked around and got back on the cable cars and went back up. then we went back to the river rapids and me and nic did them twice and the girls must have done them about another 6 times. so eventually we decided to go home so we caught a bus and got off at admiralty but instead of busing back home we went to the mtr station and trained to tst and had dinner in chung king mansions at an indian restaurant. called khyber pass mess hall. yum. and then bussed back home. and now i'm writing this. all in all a very fun day hanging out with the girls. and mr nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow. tired. need sleep. love you all. see you sometime in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-2472557563954969442?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/2472557563954969442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=2472557563954969442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2472557563954969442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2472557563954969442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/10/day-of-fun.html' title='day of fun'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-4631024556225753062</id><published>2007-10-20T16:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:31:17.089+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><title type='text'>rumour has it...</title><content type='html'>i'm alive! what do you know. very busy though. having lots of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that an election's been called. i'm sure if i was home there would be lots of talk and news and debate, but being here means i don't really care or hear any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rumour also has it that i've changed my flight to the 27th of november. in the morning, so i'll be back at night. and probably very tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that means i'll be 4 weeks in total doing what i'm doing, and another 3 weeks having fun in HK :) (not that i'm not at the moment :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the rumours are true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-4631024556225753062?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/4631024556225753062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=4631024556225753062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4631024556225753062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4631024556225753062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/10/rumour-has-it.html' title='rumour has it...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1982883159060854872</id><published>2007-09-24T12:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T12:42:41.516+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><title type='text'>stuffs</title><content type='html'>i leave tomorrow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's mostly all i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that i don't think i'll get much (or any) internet access for the first 2 weeks (france) so i probably won't be blogging. so this may be my last before i leave. and i linked my flickr account so when i get the chance to put up photos they'll be on there. and i may blog to let you know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1982883159060854872?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1982883159060854872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1982883159060854872' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1982883159060854872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1982883159060854872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/stuffs.html' title='stuffs'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8066368142100792827</id><published>2007-09-23T00:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T01:32:25.887+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i stayed up for another 4 hrs 45 mins I'd have been up for a full 24 hours. eek. but today was oh so much fun. well it actually started last night at oneYouth and continued today at oneYouth conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm not gonna say what we did... although most of you won't know what oneYouth is. basically it's the five youth groups of turramurra combining for youth on friday night, and this time they decided to have oneYouth conference, which ran all day today (saturday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning we had worship and seminars and then headed out to tuzza high to fix it up. basically gardening, landscaping, cleaning and painting chairs and tables and whatever they needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I really wanted to write about is what impacted me about the day. it was so awesome everyone coming out to do something for the community, and not just that, but the sense of community between everyone that was there was so tangible. you could go talk to anyone, or ask anyone to do anything, and guaranteed they'd be happy to speak to you and help you out with whatever you needed for the task you were doing. and it didn't matter that we were all from different youths and churches - it just made it all the more fun. so many new people to meet and interact and work with, and half the time you didn't even introduce yourself; it just felt like you already knew eachother and were already friends. God's kingdom - the ultimate community. nothing awkward, just friendly, beautiful people who are all in for loving others with their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though tuzza high has gone through a pretty good transformation in some parts (although there's still a lot left to do - next year?) it's not the end result of what we can see that made it worth it, but seeing the youth of this area giving up their saturday to come together to enjoy the day with eachother, and ultimately to worship God by serving others - not so that they could get the credit and praise, but so that other may know the love of Jesus that is not just a warm, fuzzy feeling that makes you feel all nice inside; but love that is so passionate and real, that it gets its hands dirty doing things for others, and desires deeply to see others' lives transformed. I hope that the youth go away from today with a desire to continue to serve others, to show love through the way they live their lives in the everyday. We don't need our youth leaders to organise special days to give us the chance to serve - we should be looking (and praying) for the opportunites everyday to show the world the amazing love and hope we have. And it doesn't take something big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this quote, and I think it sums it up pretty well:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We can do not great things, only small things with great love. It is not how much you do but how much love you put into doing it."Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end, that's what it's all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8066368142100792827?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8066368142100792827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8066368142100792827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8066368142100792827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8066368142100792827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-i-stayed-up-for-another-4-hrs-45.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5003637987752497677</id><published>2007-09-18T16:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:49:05.120+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the countdown continues...</title><content type='html'>ONE WEEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phone just rang... we've been 'randomly selected to receive a florida holiday' said the recorded voice. funny, i remember being 'randomly selected' for the same thing last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5003637987752497677?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5003637987752497677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5003637987752497677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5003637987752497677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5003637987752497677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/countdown-continues.html' title='the countdown continues...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8476726364730260463</id><published>2007-09-17T16:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:12:30.285+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>oh, and</title><content type='html'>you know what sucks? knowing you've hurt someone. but not being about to do anything about it. but wanting to but the only way to make them not-hurt is by doing something that would inevitably hurt them more in the end. and would be stupid and unwise. just have to hope they get over it. 'tis really the only answer. apologising only goes so far. but is all you can do :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8476726364730260463?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8476726364730260463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8476726364730260463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8476726364730260463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8476726364730260463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-and.html' title='oh, and'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7349082437495902423</id><published>2007-09-17T15:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:18:05.738+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>leaving</title><content type='html'>it's fun when you're going away. people tell you how much they love and appreciate you and pray for you and give you stuff. it's all very warm and encouraging. though some stuff can be challenging. but in a good way. like in an 'i know you can do it, step out and give it a shot, because everyone wants you to' kinda way. and then you get to go and have fun in other places! sucks when you're the one being left behind though. but finally it's my turn :D though i will miss people here at home. and definitely will miss the church fam and homegroup buddies. but i'll be back soon :) this is making me miss them already. doesn't help that i'm listening to 'if your gone' by matchbox 20 :P feeling an anticipatory excited/nervousness. but mostly excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days! yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7349082437495902423?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7349082437495902423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7349082437495902423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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females in a cafe that is known for primarily selling chocolate stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was me, ree and mum in max brenner on saturday. dad sat down after not much time. took us much longer to decide on what we wanted :P oh but so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days and counting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-782462256922761547?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/782462256922761547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=782462256922761547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/782462256922761547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/782462256922761547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/picture-this.html' title='picture this...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8519244571156387290</id><published>2007-09-09T21:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T22:02:24.113+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>because i can...</title><content type='html'>16 days til i leave!!! yay. excitement. although according to my facebook countdown it's actually 15 days and 13 hours (til my flight leaves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that i realised that i've got a bit to do before i leave... hm should make a list. to add to all the other lists i've made... hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was thinking about it tonight. the past few weeks seem to have gone really quickly, so i've been kinda just assuming that the time overseas will go quickly too. but thinking about all the stuff that i'll be doing (at least for the france bit) and not knowing what a lot of that is, and knowing that the un-sightseeing (and downtime) stuff is probably going to be somewhat out of my comfort-zone stuff it could potentially seem like a long time, especially for the first time going overseas without family. and then there's my tendancy to get homesick. which hasn't really been a problem in the past few years but i haven't travelled that far away for this long before. shall be interesting. i think i'm fine as long as the people i'm with are good friends who i'm close to and can talk deep stuff with and who know me and can pick up on how i'm feeling... that last one will probably not happen so much (seeing as my family tend to be the ones that do that bit well) but is annoyingly probably the most important in not being so homesick. i think i need to work on communicating better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum and dad (and me kinda) are watching 'under the greenwood tree' on the abc at the moment (series based on the thomas hardy book - i tried reading it last year for extension english wide reading but gave up because i didn't have that much time and the language was ridiculously old school). but really all i was going to say is that one of the characters is rather good looking :P seen him on something before... watching it makes me start thinking of all the paradigms and stuff from last year... oh the fun we had disecting everything and over-analysing :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho. twisted plot - everyone likes the one lady (miss day)... she likes the lower class guy (but of course can't be with him 'cause he's under her and can't support her). he's also the good-looking one. and now this other guy thinks she likes him (and proposed) 'cause of what the other guy (who also likes her) said in drunken stupor 'cause she turned him down and saw her talk to this other guy and assumed the person she loved was him. confused? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the plot just got more twisty. speaking of food i've eaten rather too much this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. oh and i'm working at dh tomorrow. and really hoping i get more work than just one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8519244571156387290?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8519244571156387290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8519244571156387290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8519244571156387290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8519244571156387290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/because-i-can.html' title='because i can...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8725348825472202578</id><published>2007-09-05T09:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T10:26:14.888+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><title type='text'>oh night of many funs...</title><content type='html'>well. last night was definitely a well-spent evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday afternoon i found out that jon (foreman, of switchfoot) decided to do a spur of the moment live gig somewhere in bondi either that day or the next. later on he said that it would be tuesday, and details would be put up that day (tuesday, i.e. yesterday) so i concluded to check his blog the next day. except that i was on the internet chatting until early tuesday morning, and not long before i decided to go to bed i checked myspace and lo and behold, jon had blogged and put up details for the gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night at about 7pm, cheree, mum, matt and I drove out to bb's bar at bondi to see jon play. we managed to find a park about 2 streets away ('cause we missed the street we wanted and turned down another street and decided to park there 'cause there was space to) and we walked to the bar through the wind and spitting rain. it was cold! but we made it and sat down and it was about 10 to 8, and jon wasn't due to come on til 8.30pm. early for once! yay for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we listened to the end of the trivia comp that was going, and pointed out to eachother when another member of switchfoot arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then jon came on and played. so good. he played songs that are his (and not switchfoot songs) so none of them have been released on records yet, but i knew them 'cause i downloaded them from various recordings at other shows that people have done. so it was really cool to hear them live. he also played 'dare you to move' and 'only hope' ('cause someone requested it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other songs he played were 'war in my blood', 'betrayal' (which he wrote with sean watkins from nickel creek), 'cure for the pain' (love that song), 'moon is a magnet', 'lord, save me from myself', 'learning how to die' and 'southbound train'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many funs came after, however, when we went and talked to the guys. matt had this thing about getting one of them to sign his nipple, and he'd asked chad while he was buying a drink earlier (and chad had remembered him from exo day :D) but he wouldn't do it, so i told matt that if any of them would, it would be drew. so we squished our way past people and went and talked to drew. matt was getting to sign ree's book when i went over, and it was hilarious 'cause matt was spelling out cheree's name, and trying to get drew to do the acute on the 'e', but drew didn't know what it was, so first he did an umlaut (two dots) and then a circumflex on top of that (hat thing) and then he did a line under the 'e'. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mum got him to sign her book too, and i told him that she was my mum and mum said she was old, so drew signed the book and wrote underneath 'you're not old'. hehe. funny guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, matt asked drew to sign his nipple, so i gave him my sharpie and matt lifted up his shirt and drew so looked like he was about to, but then he just circled it instead :P hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next we talked to jerome. he's a pretty cool guy. (small sidetrack) when tim had walked in earlier, mum had seen how short he was and told me how he was so small and cute and she wanted to squeeze him and put him on top of her cupboard where she keeps all her soft toys and bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we were talked to jerome i mentioned that mum wanted to hug tim 'cause he looked so little and cute and matt heard this, so when we went to talk to tim, (which involved matt including himself in the conversation tim was having with andy the photographer and another girl) matt told tim that mum wanted to hug him, so he did :P and me and matt got hugs too :P hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and matt tried to get tim and jerome to sign his nipple but they would only do his arms. and tim said he was quite scared to :P and andy said he liked matt's rat's tail. ew. and the girl who they were talking to (can't remember her name, although i remember that she was american and was on holidays) said that her and her friend from work (also called elise) had a thing about rat's tails 'cause they're disgusting(!) so she asked if she could get a photo of me (elise) and matt with the tail to show her friend from work :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit later we went outside to find jon and chad walked past and matt asked him again if he wanted to sign his nipple 'cause drew had been brave and had at least circled it. but chad still didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we talked to jon for a bit and then decided to head home. all in all a rather tops night.&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;now to see relient k :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8725348825472202578?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8725348825472202578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><title type='text'>exo day!</title><content type='html'>ok so it's time to blog about exo day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to sydney showground around 12 as the gates were opening and parked, but had to wait for youth group people to get there before we went in so we could group and get the extra ticket we needed. there was me, ree, laura, liz, jemimah, jess and matt in our crew, and kato, ty and harves came with the youth lot. ended up getting in close to 1pm and we decided on a meeting point and then split up. our crew walked around a bit and watched some of the motorcross and then went and saw playjerise play (really good!) and danced around a bit on the grass after (to the exo day radio which involved some evermore and other things) while we decided what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't really remember what happened then but i think we went to the ampitheatre to see the nubian gents 'cause danielle who we met with at playjerise wanted to see them and jess wanted to go with her so we went, but then we decided to grab lunch instead, 'cause some people were hungry. so we went back to the grassy area and bought food and sat and ate. fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit after 3 we met jess at another tent thing to see freedom one play (acoustic) but there was no space in the tent so we kinda hung around outside and talked for a bit. then after they were done (around 3.45 'cause they came on late) a stack of people left so we quickly got in and found some space on the floor to sit, and a bit after 4pm switchfoot came for a q&amp;amp;a session. was really cool. seeing them in person was a little odd, but quickly got over it. after that we followed them down to the signing area 'cause we weren't sure where it was, and on the way i turned around and matt was talking to chad (drummer) so i said hi, and laura came over and got a photo with ree, matt, chad and me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we got to the signing place and there was a huge queue. Laura found some of her friends in it so we joined them :P and i got matt to buy me a poster and some buttons (badges?) while we were there. and then he asked to borrow $5 and i found out later he bought his own poster and had found a friend further up in the line than us, so he pushed in there and got his signed before us :P typical matt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got my poster signed by all of them and drew and jon signed the back of my shirt :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by that point it was a bit after 5pm and we said we were going to meet the others (youth) near the front gates (at the centaur) at 5 so we rushed back there and found that half of them weren't even there yet (or were buying dinner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we hung around and ate food and then sent matt and jemimah off to get in the queue for the floor and joined them later, and found it was more of a blob than a queue. so me and laura squished in next to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting for the doors to open andrew called to see where we were so i turned around and saw that there was a bunch of people behind me who were looking at me and one of them had a camera out. and i heard a 'dang, she turned around'. so i turned back around. and then turned around again just to be sure. and they asked me to turn back, 'cause they were trying to take a photo of my hair. (i bleached and dyed the ends green).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then they opened the doors and we proceeded to get quite squashed as everyone pushed to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lecrae was on when we got in there... rap kinda stuff. was ok, but i'm not really into that sort of music. then pillar was on. they were good, actually realised i knew about 3 of the songs they played which was fun. then the exo day band came on and there was a bit of worship and then reggie dabbs spoke and that was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switchfoot! and they were really good. got separated in the moshing from ree and laura and andrew who i was with, 'cause i was getting pushed backwards, but turned around and saw matt behind me, so we stuck together around the middle for a bit, before we decided to get closer to the front. and then laura found us a bit after that so the three of us spent the rest of the time together, moshing and singing and dancing and having fun :) and during 'on fire' i conviced matt to lift me on his shoulders (thanks to laura 'cause she said she'd lift me too). and that was fun! and at that point jon had gone off the stage and run around the back to the stands and i turned around and saw masses of people running after him. quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember what the order of songs was, but i know they started with 'oh! gravity' and ended with 'meant to live' and in between was 'stars', 'american dream', 'awakening', 'we are one tonight' (with the beginning of 'the shadow proves the sunshine' thrown in), 'ammunition', 'on fire', 'gone' and 'this is your life'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was really good. had heaps of fun. but the night didn't end there! after we dropped jess home, ree, laura, jemimah, matt and I went to thornleigh maccas (and found a whole bunch of buses from exo day there, so it was a little crowded) and had lots of laughs and food (and ate eachothers food) and more squashing of people and in-jokes (included matt's 10 year old wife and 14 year old daughter, and the photo laura now has of matt in her wallet) and throwing of ice and climbing under tables and sharing secrets with laura in the queue and more trying to pull out matt's rat's tail (and laughing at the terrible mix-up of words which caused him to say something rather bad but hilarious :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the fun. and photos are on my flickr if you wanna see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8093613@N07/sets/72157601838983541/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/8093613@N07/sets/72157601838983541/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6400467402732104276?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6400467402732104276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6400467402732104276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6400467402732104276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6400467402732104276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/09/exo-day.html' title='exo day!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1624649555767852704</id><published>2007-08-27T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:03:15.358+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><title type='text'>exo day countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well it's about 4 and a half days til exo day and switchfoot. yup. i'm excited. i made a shirt. and here it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RtK8eo5zEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QWykrTXSTP0/s1600-h/P1010003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103348562326131442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RtK8eo5zEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QWykrTXSTP0/s320/P1010003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, i will be excited to see them, but maybe not as much as i would have been a few months ago.... i refer you back to this post, (the last paragraph).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/umtoday.html"&gt;http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/umtoday.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1624649555767852704?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1624649555767852704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1624649555767852704' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1624649555767852704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1624649555767852704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/08/exo-day-countdown.html' title='exo day countdown...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RtK8eo5zEvI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QWykrTXSTP0/s72-c/P1010003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-3684429384740605757</id><published>2007-08-22T20:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:40:58.314+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>footpath etiquette</title><content type='html'>I used to think that it was something that everyone gets taught when they are youngsters. But I have noticed over the past half a year or so, as I'm walking to hornsby for whatever reason, used to be tafe and now it's work, that I'm always ending up off the footpath! and it's stupid because half the time there's only maybe one person coming the other way. like today this lady was walking right in the middle of the footpath and I had to get off it so I wouldn't run into her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;My &lt;/em&gt;parents taught me to keep left on the footpath and if I'm walking with someone I should walk behind or infront of them if someone's coming the other way. Obviously not the popular school of thought that's taught these days.&lt;/p&gt;And women with kids, who should be teaching them to give way or whatever, take up the whole footpath! and people walk along with their friends and chat away and pay no attention to me walking along in the opposite direction, and once again I get no path space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reflecting on my off-the-path misfortunes on my way home the other day, and was trying to find a reason for this apparent lack of etiquette (thinking that it's lucky for the people going the other way that I don't get footpath rage) and was thinking that maybe it's a north shore thing. or the fact that I'm generally walking beside barker when it happens, and half the time it's probably barker parents. private school parent-snobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is that there doesn't seem an obvious way to education these annoying people, (apart from an after-school class to teach those who are still impressionable, and a rehabilitation program for their push-off the path parents) and that seems a little extreme. just a tiny bit. Maybe instead of walking on the path I should run, and knock over anyone who stands (or walks) in my way. muahahaha. maybe if I'm just not so nice and don't move off the path when someone's coming the other direction. That'll make them move. Then they'll just think I'm a disaffected youth who's listening to music and being rude. But hey, half the footpath is my right! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-3684429384740605757?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/3684429384740605757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=3684429384740605757' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3684429384740605757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3684429384740605757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/08/footpath-etiquette.html' title='footpath etiquette'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7587281701283347394</id><published>2007-08-17T23:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:09:22.681+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>celebrations...</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Lou! 19! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told mum this morning it was your birthday and she said 'so she's 18?' and I was like no! 19! (der) and she completely didn't realise that you're older than me! (i think she must have forgotten 'cause she's been around for so many of your birthdays... would be odd if she never figured it out...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't wait til tomorrow night! yay. thinking about it got me through work today... that and vik's ipod plugged into the cd player and playing switchfoot the entire time we were closing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow looks like it will be a good day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had nachos for dinner. yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and youth tonight was good. and didn't require much of me so i wasn't worn out by that on top of working over 9 hrs today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need sleep. night night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7587281701283347394?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7587281701283347394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7587281701283347394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7587281701283347394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7587281701283347394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/08/celebrations.html' title='celebrations...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-371334236864878216</id><published>2007-08-10T00:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T10:41:53.660+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medical'/><title type='text'>drug taking and other exciting stuff... :I</title><content type='html'>ok, so i've been meaning to blog for a while. but there's so many different things happening i don't know where to start, so i just keep putting it off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some stuff i don't think i could be bothered blogging about and other stuff i don't think i want to blog about 'cause then i'd be having to think about it and don't necessarily want others influencing my decisions... although some of you know stuff anyways and have been giving me your thoughts :P it's funny how some people are so decided on what they think you should do about stuff and others start giving pros and cons about things and others just ask you what you'd prefer to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to see the doctor this morning, following up on the ultrasound i had last week. i left with a sheet for the pathologist to have a glucose test thingy, a prescription for the pill (yasmin to be exact) a couple sheets of information on stuff and an intended future appointment to see a dietician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i'm on the pill. or on yasmin. whichever you prefer :P no need to freak, i'm fine (we hope :P) ultrasound found that i have polycystic ovaries, which means (or doesn't really, but i do) have pcos. (polycystic ovary syndrome). which means i have a slightly increased chance of getting late-onset diabeties (hence the glucose test thingy, to see how well i process it or whatever) and it's the reason for my whacked cycle (hence the pill). and i could have trouble getting pregnant when i choose to, but not necessarily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mum dobbed me in about my lack of exercise... dang. although this will probably be the kick in the butt i need to actually do some. i always intend to but my love of sleep and warmth and internet and lack of time (and motivation) between all that and work and life means that not much gets done :( except for the walk uphill (two hills, to be exact) to hornsby that i did most days for tafe and now do to get to work (when i start at 10 and mum leaves too early for her work to take me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes... as for my feelings/thoughts on the subject, i don't really know. i guess it's not really affecting me that much so i'm not really concerned. noone's telling me i'm going to die so i think 'whatever, let's get on with it' and i guess i'll just do what i have to do... gah. exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's the latest in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and having to apply to uni at some point before i leave to go overseas. and having to decide what i want to apply to. and where. and i think i may go see mr sekula on thursday to talk to him about stuffs and try and scab a uac book off him. and to see mrs brown! haven't seen her in a while. really should tell her that i'm definitely going to france (seeing as last time i saw her it was just a maybe). actually that just reminded me that i never called up school about my hospo uniform to see whether they sold it. they better give me the money if they did... although my name and phone number was on it so if they did sell it and didn't call me they suck! but then, that's the tas staff for you. mrs vanderflag would've called me but she left. i bet you it was mrs glohe. (sp?) gah. will probably have to talk to her if i go see them. now i'm scared. i think i need moral support. louise! wish you were free on thursday... anyone else free and feel like a duck to the school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i digress.&lt;br /&gt;and i need to go to the loo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo but i read the other day that switchfoot is probably putting out a new album next year. yay. and jon's putting out 4 ep's at some point. which makes me excited, 'cause i've heard some of his songs (from live recordings) and the one's i've listened to i really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a song that he wrote with another singer (molly jenson) stuck in my head. i think it's called 'dreamer'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i in love with the dreamer,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or am i just in love with the dream?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna hear the song you can go here --&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/571829aa-6db2-4e54-b56f-f90be2cf4a97/Jon-and-Mollys-Song"&gt;http://www.esnips.com/doc/571829aa-6db2-4e54-b56f-f90be2cf4a97/Jon-and-Mollys-Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;molly's got a really pretty voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. that's got me excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, shall be off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-371334236864878216?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/371334236864878216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=371334236864878216' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/371334236864878216'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>Went to Zone 3 tonight with youth. it was fun! go the red team, we won both games. even though the other two teams were ganging up on us for the second game. and i even managed to come 2nd overall in the first game. fun fun. kato, kate and I unsuccessfully tried to play the second game as us (youth leaders) against the rest (without them knowing) but managed to shoot eachother way too much :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun. although the driving there wasn't so fun when we got left at red lights (twice) 'cause we were at the back of the four car convoy. so on the way home I overtook the middle two cars. fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoyingly though, I have to go to work tomorrow at 9, 'til 6. if anyone feels like visiting me, go ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took care of some business today. went to centrelink and fixed up stuff there, with having a job and all, although they managed to confuse me quite a bit and i have to do so much stupid unnecessary stuff and it's stupid! and then i went to hornsby and bought ree's b'day present. and then to mt colah to drop off my domino's uniform. and then to pablo's to talk to bindi 'cause she rung me yesterday and wednesday when i was at work and left messages for me to call her back. although she wasn't there so i got a takeaway coffee and messaged harves to see where he was and then went to his house to get him so we could go have coffee. but he had to do the dishes 'cause he didn't do them before so his mum was not happy jan. so after he was done all his stuff we went back to pablo's and had more coffee. and then i took him home via the vid store.&lt;br /&gt;rather an eventful day full of stuffs that i had to do. and it felt like saturday. which is annoying 'cause i have to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i should sleep 'cause i have to get up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8105016365950644308?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8105016365950644308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8105016365950644308' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8105016365950644308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8105016365950644308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/08/bang-bang.html' title='bang, bang'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6375262403774570553</id><published>2007-08-01T21:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:17:18.542+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>the weather today...</title><content type='html'>was so nice!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walking home from work at about 6.30, and all i was wearing was a t-shirt i.e. no jumper or scarf or second jumper... and it was so pleasant :) no chill in the air at all. just lovely :)&lt;br /&gt;my feet hurt though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vegemite... yum yum. especially off the spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had porridge for breakfast this morning. that was yummy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooroo!&lt;div 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today...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6265205438811568535</id><published>2007-07-28T21:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:51:18.898+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Finito!</title><content type='html'>Well I worked my last shift at Domino's tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what else to say. Was mostly like any other shift, except at the end I said goodbye, and the managers said goodbye/goodluck etc and I left. Dave (Hajdu) wasn't working which was sad, but he rung up and ordered a pizza, so I got to tell him I was leaving and he came and picked up his pizza so I talked to him then, too. He looked funny. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to wash my uniform and give it back. Never again do I have to wear it. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6265205438811568535?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6265205438811568535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6265205438811568535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6265205438811568535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6265205438811568535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/finito.html' title='Finito!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-3862255905450987751</id><published>2007-07-26T22:28:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:51:29.723+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>Mat Kearney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqiXF2jML-I/AAAAAAAAABs/9wGbHIGYVXw/s1600-h/cdmatkearney_nothinglefttolose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091485505540599778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqiXF2jML-I/AAAAAAAAABs/9wGbHIGYVXw/s320/cdmatkearney_nothinglefttolose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like his music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I like the way that you can take what meaning you want from a lot of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the songs I've listened to many times, but only this afternoon as I was walking home did I really hear the lyrics of the last verse. Maybe it was just 'cause I was thinking about how I was feeling about a situation as I was listening to the song, but the lyrics and my thoughts seemed to match up. Although that could be because I was taking the lyrics a certain way. But the beauty of music (and Mat Kearney) as I said before, is that you can take what meaning you want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, the song was "Where We Gonna Go From Here".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty song actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lyrics of the last verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've waited and I'll wait some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't see me knocking on another door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But all this is crazy and amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's only one half of us that I'm saving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm praying just to let it go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watch from a distance just to see you glow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven hundred places, seven hundred faces more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good cd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqiXimjML_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/39x7k6_Omzs/s1600-h/s1657183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091485999461838834" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqiXimjML_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/39x7k6_Omzs/s320/s1657183.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-3862255905450987751?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/3862255905450987751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=3862255905450987751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3862255905450987751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3862255905450987751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqiXF2jML-I/AAAAAAAAABs/9wGbHIGYVXw/s72-c/cdmatkearney_nothinglefttolose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-4322572419605069783</id><published>2007-07-23T22:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:25:58.705+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>vegemite milkshake</title><content type='html'>found this site from a facebook group link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://greggles.tripod.com/index2.htm"&gt;http://greggles.tripod.com/index2.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090367027337244594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqSd12jML7I/AAAAAAAAABU/g2WhKA1onV8/s320/vegemilk.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think i may have to try it someday....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-4322572419605069783?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/4322572419605069783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=4322572419605069783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4322572419605069783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4322572419605069783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/vegemite-milkshake.html' title='vegemite milkshake'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RqSd12jML7I/AAAAAAAAABU/g2WhKA1onV8/s72-c/vegemilk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5437082313449139690</id><published>2007-07-23T18:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T19:10:05.398+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>blue.</title><content type='html'>well. it's not my favourite colour but it's given me a chance so i shall give it one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that was a little random, although perhaps insightful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, back to the reason i was writing this post. besides the fact that a silly myspace quiz, (whose entire purpose is to waste time), reminded me that i hadn't blogged in almost a week, (and that i needed to set a reminder in my phone) i thought i should blog to say that today i got a job at jamaica blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw on careerone last weekend that they were looking for someone, so i decided to hand in my resume today, before i went off to ashley's for a games/gilmore girls watching day. so i did. and then i went off to ashley's. just as i was about to stop the car outside of her house my phone started vibrating, but i missed it. the person left a message on my voicemail so i checked it, and it was the owner of jamaica blue. he said that he was at the store and if i could come back to talk to him that would be good. so i left ashley's and went back to the shops to see the man. and we talked. and he asked if i wanted to have a trial. i was a bit nervous and not sure whether i was ready (and wondered if i should go back to ashley's, seeing as i was only there for about 10 mins before i left, and i'd said i was coming over for the day) but i decided i should take the opportunity and do it. so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the 'runner', which basically is listening for the bell (for coffee) or person saying 'order up' (for food) and taking the coffees and food to people's tables and taking their table numbers and clearing tables and washing dishes (in the dishwasher) and rolling up forks and knives in serviettes and other random stuff which requires being alert and listening at all times. which i'm finding can be a little difficult for me, seeing as i can drift off in my thoughts easily while i'm doing something (like the dishes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the owner guy said i did well for someone on their first day (who has no previous experience). and i think i got the hang of it. and apparently i was a big help, 'cause they were short-staffed seeing as another girl was meant to come in for a trial but didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was there from about 11 til 3, and now i'm employed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just have to call domino's and quit... hopefully they haven't given me a shift for wednesday 'cause i'm working at j.b. all day. and i need to get friday off anyways 'cause of youth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes. i have a job. and i can continue to save to go away. can't wait :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5437082313449139690?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5437082313449139690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5437082313449139690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5437082313449139690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5437082313449139690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/blue.html' title='blue.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-4266515765479971181</id><published>2007-07-17T22:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:14:08.553+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>slightly random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;but... lateline is on the tv and philip ruddock is being interviewed. I saw him and had this thought. anyone else see the similarity??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/Rpy-C9TQkII/AAAAAAAAABE/Dl38PiHhLh0/s1600-h/philsquid.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088153377235308690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RpzAidTQkJI/AAAAAAAAABM/owLNTyvz0ug/s320/philsquid.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(unfortunately, most of the photos of mr ruddock are campaign photos, and therefore are touched up and actually have him smiling - as oppose to his normal, dead-looking state - so trying to find one that matched up to squidward's expression and front on position was a bit difficult. the other pics of squidward have him more wide-eyed, and as we know, that's not phil.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Philip Ruddock Picture: Craig Abraham; Squidward is a registered tradmark of Nickelodeon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-4266515765479971181?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/4266515765479971181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=4266515765479971181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4266515765479971181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4266515765479971181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/slightly-random.html' title='slightly random'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RpzAidTQkJI/AAAAAAAAABM/owLNTyvz0ug/s72-c/philsquid.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6023532052480221783</id><published>2007-07-16T18:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T10:52:09.349+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so... want to know what the latest in my life is? the very latest? the up-to-date as-of-yesterday latest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. not necessarily that exciting (although maybe has the potential to be) but anywho, yesterday i went into tafe and withdrew from cert IV business admin, and am exiting out with the cert III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that mean? it means i won't be doing tafe this semester, that's what! yup, that's right. so as of pretty much NOW, I'm looking for a job! preferably one i can do a few days a week, and i'd really like something in a cafe or clothes store or something, not quite sure what yet. but of course, that means being brave and actually applying for jobs. and being able to handle the rejection when they say no. hmm... that's the part i don't like. but then i guess no-one does, and i have to get over it! easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you may be wondering why i decided to skip out on tafe this semester. well my friends, there are many reasons. one is that i'm looking to do a course at uni or something of the like, (next year) so cert IV in business admin wasn't really going to put me anywhere with the courses i'm thinking of doing. secondly, i'm going away later in the year for about a month, (who knows, maybe longer?) and i'd like to save up some more for that. anothe reason is that i'd like to have a bit of time off between studying and studying and getting a full-time job or whatever that i do next. and i'd like the experience with being more available to do stuff. although at this point i'd just like to go overseas so i don't have to worry about finding a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, no time to chat, have stuff to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6023532052480221783?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6023532052480221783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6023532052480221783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6023532052480221783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6023532052480221783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/so.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5091895715152251970</id><published>2007-07-10T19:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T19:52:09.356+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>goodbyes...</title><content type='html'>oh why do they have to be annoyingly hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm working at dh technology this week doing office stuff from 9-4, til friday (started today). is quite fun. i put a couple hundred statements in envelopes today... and took messages on the phone for sales, when the main guy was on a call or not at his desk... and i learnt the reception phone system which is connected to the computer so there's a whole program for seeing who's calling and what everyone else in the office is doing (like on a call, have calls forwarded to reception etc). i learnt it 'cause someone the receptionist knows died recently so the funeral is probably this week and i may have to do reception for a bit on some day... that freaks me out a bit 'cause it's more than just taking calls but knowing stuff to do with the company and orders and stuff... hopefully if i end up doing it people will be nice and patient seeing as i really don't know stuff...&lt;br /&gt;and then i was shown the warehouse system for printing labels for cartons and dispatching orders and stuffs. probably will do some of that tomorrow. took lots of notes cause there's 3 different courier systems and the programs for inputting stuff on them is different for all of them. the warehouse is cold though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but working all day is good for being distracted and even when i am doing something which allows my mind to wander i won't lose it 'cause i'm in an office with other people and i know i can hold on til i get home... and even then family is around so it's holding off until i get to bed and i may be too tired at that point to think so i'll just drift off to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5091895715152251970?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5091895715152251970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5091895715152251970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5091895715152251970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5091895715152251970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/goodbyes.html' title='goodbyes...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-2018930734675512377</id><published>2007-07-01T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:58:58.863+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i feel much better today, thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;interesting weekend though... well, past few days. friday morning i woke up feeling not the best, but once i got out of the house and doing stuff i was fine. i did stuff all day at the hop, mostly fighting the overlocker and re-threading it about 10 times in three different places, just to overlock the last 10 pieces of fabric for the camp next week...and i did it! yay :) and then i sewed up some other things and me and jess went on an outing to buy a fax roll and some ink for the printer in the office, and some lunch, and to ask the newsagent for free old newspapers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, jess dropped me off at tuzza station at about 4.20 pm, and i caught the train to waitara and walked home. by the time i got home it was about 5pm (there wasn't a train til about 4.35) and as soon as i walked in the door i felt icky again. i went to lie down on my bed and i got a bit of a headache and i felt a bit hot so i rumaged around in the linen closet for the thermometer, and found it in the thing of spare paper and such on top of basket drawers full of useful stuff in the lounge area... so i took my temperature and found i was 37.8 degrees. i couldn't quite remember what temperature i fever was so i smsed mum who was on her way home to take me to work. then i looked for my uniform and realised that it wasn't there. so i smsed mum again, and she stopped off at granny and grandad's on the way home to pick it up for me. so i went off to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually quite a good shift, considering i wasn't feeling so good, and walking in and out of the coolroom to get stuff was messing with me. but it was fun :) at about 8.30 when things were slowing down and the two makers for the night got off, dave (hajdu - jade's brother) was making, and he got me to sauce for a bit, and then he got me to make some pizzas :) we had fun. he concluded that i was his alter-ego, because i kept repeating what he was saying (or saying what he was thinking) with the pizzas we had to make and the toppings and weights we needed and stuff. so i worked until about 9.30, and when i was done dave asked me if i wanted a drink, and he bought me one :) tis pretty good, if you're working a friday or saturday shift you get 1.25L drinks for $2. so i got a coke zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got home and checked my temperature again and it was 38.1 degrees. i went to bed after a bit i think... didn't have a very good nights sleep... woke up feeling pretty crap... mum said she'd call work to tell them i couldn't go in for my shift that night... told her to wait a bit cause i might feel a bit better later on... her and dad went to look at some houses, came back, i still felt like crap so mum called up and said i couldn't work. i think i slept on and off til about 3.30pm. watched some tv after that... hmm... yesterday's a bit of a blur... was going to go out to a movie night but felt too crap. so i stayed in and watched more tv... that and sleeping were about the only things i felt i could do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i went to bed last night, and slept, and kept waking up in the middle of the night really hot and sweating... and today i woke up at about 8.30 to dad saying something really loudly outside my room. and i felt ok :) i got up and said hi to mum and dad, and went back to bed and slept on and off again til about 1.30 pm. and then i got up and showered. and i feel stacks better :) i think i shall venture to the shops at some point today... which will probably be soon, given it is already 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that has been my weekend of not-so-funness. but it is not over yet! still have church tonight in which to have fun and feel well :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-2018930734675512377?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/2018930734675512377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=2018930734675512377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2018930734675512377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2018930734675512377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-i-feel-much-better-today-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8273430834617343517</id><published>2007-06-27T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T01:23:44.998+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>elise is exhausted!</title><content type='html'>she was awake until 3.30am this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; while talking on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; while cutting and pasting and writing things for a friend's going away present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was awoken at 10.40 this morning by her friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smsing&lt;/span&gt; her to tell her that she would meet her in 40 minutes at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;turramurra&lt;/span&gt; station because they both had to work on stuff for the camp next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she jumped out of bed and showered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; her friend to let her know she may be a little late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she changed, checked her email and ate a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she checked her phone, and her friend told her she could pick her up from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she waited for her friend, while getting ready to leave and checking things in dryer to see if they were done, and finding that they were not, put them on for another 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she found out from her father at this point, that people whose house she and family live in, (and have for past 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; years) will sell house soon and they will have to find somewhere else to rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her friend came and picked her up and about 11.20, and they drove to the hop in kissing point road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stayed there and did stuff until 6 pm, when her sister's ex (kindly) came and picked her up to drop her home, because other methods of returning home were not available (or not allowable).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had over the course of the day two cups of coffee, one tea, and two biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stressed over the things she had left to do for friend's going away present (for the photo album part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she enlisted her sister to cut out things for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she battled it out with the printer to print out photos for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she cut out photos and stuck things together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finally left for friend's house (at around 7.30, when get together started at 7) where dinner and movie and present giving would take place, along with time spent with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;homegroup&lt;/span&gt; buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she (and sister) picked up other friend from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tuzza&lt;/span&gt;, on the way to house in st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ives&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she finally got there, feeling rather like she may never make it in the door, and would die soon due to lack of food and copious amounts of stress. and maybe a mental breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made it in the door and collapsed. (after placing friend's present in other friend's room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said hello to people, chose dinner from menu (chef's noodle), and then went back to room to sort out rest of photo album, as other friend had some photos which needed adding, which required more cutting (except this was tearing as there were no scissors) and gluing, and re-ordering photos and writing and stuffs so that progression worked effectively and such.&lt;br /&gt;she then went and talked to people and socialised...which was more like collapsing on couch and listening to people's conversations as they came and sat near her. she is a magnet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then ate dinner with everyone once it had arrived, along with other friends (who brought along a very cute baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had satay noodles and was the only one who ate the whole box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she held baby while others talked. baby was very, very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ate dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she went to friend's room (with friend) to get presents for departing people as others went downstairs to watch movie (Bruce Almighty).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she and friend gave presents to soon to be departing friends, and watched with other friends as said presents were opening and browsed through with amusement and laughter. (and doilies on heads :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made tea (and hot chocolate) for friends who wanted them, while friends watched beginning of movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she ate a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;timtam&lt;/span&gt; with her tea and watched movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she collected mugs and dessert bowl after movie was finished, took them upstairs and put them in dishwasher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she talked a bit to friends and then said goodbye to some as they left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she left not long after with sister and other friend to drop friend off and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she arrived home, said hello to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;parentals&lt;/span&gt; and came on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; to check email and blog (and talk on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt; to people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she listened to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;coldplay&lt;/span&gt; while doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she predicted that if she didn't fall straight to sleep once she reached her bed she would probably start crying from tiredness and stress and exhaustion from the day she had, (like she almost did at so many points during the night, but kept it together because she was at friend's house with lots of other friends and was trying to enjoy herself (which she did manage to do at some points, when she could distract herself enough. although being in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;presence&lt;/span&gt; of certain friend and not being able to say what she felt made it so much harder to keep tears in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she misses departing friend. not because of lack of meetings, but lack of depth in all conversation due to other people being around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wonders if she should just push all desire to tell friend how she feels to back of mind to prevent her saying anything ever. maybe the smarter thing to do seeing as friend will leave soon and nothing was going to happen. *cough*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks it may be too late after this blog is blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is too mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted to care, as she has gone rather numb and really needs sleep to prepare for next day, which will require more work to be done in regards to camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she feels stretched in all directions, and perhaps a little under appreciated for everything that she was doing for people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is beginning to understand in the smallest possible way, how a life lived for others would completely wear one out, but is such an important thing. she is wondering if she has the guts to live it, and not need to be reminded that she is appreciated all the time, but do things for others regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is thinking she will try to appreciate people more, especially her mother, and to tell people how much she appreciates them and all they do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is telling people reading this how much she appreciates their input in her life over the past days, weeks, months, years or whatever. without you life would be less fun, less exciting, less memorable, less happy, less sad, less frustrating, less worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is thanking God for all the life she has been able to live, and the opportunity to share it with you. for the hundreds of thousands of blessings that He has given her, and the blessing you have been to her life. For the hard times and the easy, for all that He has given, and all that He has taken away. For the trials that make her who she has become, and the many trials to come that will shape her into who He wants her to be. For the joyful times which she will never forget. For the passions which seems to flicker in and out, and the opportunity to discover everything that this life has to offer her. For the chance to love others for everything they are, because He has made them that way. For the irrepressible joy when another soul finds the truth. For the assurance of infinite life that is to come, in which she will never be sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(facebook, anyone?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8273430834617343517?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8273430834617343517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8273430834617343517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8273430834617343517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8273430834617343517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/elise-is-exhausted.html' title='elise is exhausted!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7093577354944026434</id><published>2007-06-19T11:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T11:57:16.733+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>regrets?</title><content type='html'>i have a friend (shocking i know) who i was talking to one monday morning and she was telling me about her weekend. i can't remember exactly how she put it, but she was saying something about regretting what she had done, although she enjoyed it at the time, so the fact that what she did didn't feel bad maybe made her not regret it so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno, this is sounding rather obvious and i can think of a lot of circumstances where someone may enjoy doing something at the time and then regret it after, for example, doing drugs or sleeping with someone or a bunch of other stuff (none of which is what happened - thought i'd clarify that), but whether or not it is something to regret? like maybe you regret something for one reason, but maybe you don't because of a billion others? and when you think about what happened somewhere in you knows that it wasn't necessarily a good idea because of possible outcomes, yet you can't help but smile a bit inside because the memory makes you happy? and does it make it a sin if somewhere in you feels like you should be apologising to God for what happened? not that what happened is one of those black and white this-is-a-sin, this-is-not, kinda things, but maybe the circumstances made it wrong? even so, though, it's better to apologise, and after you do and things seem to be more in the open i guess it makes it easier to look back and say, 'ok, maybe that was a mistake, but i don't feel the guilt because i know i'm forgiven', and maybe just knowing and feeling that forgiveness makes it easier not to regret at all. especially if you choose not to. telling people is definitely a way of feeling less guilty, if you feel like even though you've been forgiven, the hiding stuff and not letting it out into the light is a problem. which it is. and once you've got the forgiveness, telling someone seems to be the right thing to do anyways. 'tis a way of feeling better, sharing. that's what friends are for! telling someone who loves you, will listen, and also knows a bit (or a lot) about that sort of situation is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a problem with situations though, is they tend to involve other people, which means making sure stuff is right on the relational front too, and not just within yourself. and even if you've got yourself right, chances are, once you start talking to the other person other stuff will be brought up and situations will become complicated again. hm. i have to go, end of class time. getting kicked out of the room. maybe more on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7093577354944026434?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7093577354944026434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7093577354944026434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7093577354944026434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7093577354944026434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/regrets.html' title='regrets?'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8558923778035336712</id><published>2007-06-18T19:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:55:37.374+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok just in case there was confusion about my previous post and my life "going down the drain", i was being stupid! there was no seriousness in that comment at all! hm. some people :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8558923778035336712?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8558923778035336712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8558923778035336712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8558923778035336712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8558923778035336712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-just-in-case-there-was-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6046051419973992278</id><published>2007-06-18T18:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T18:34:44.511+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anberlin'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who don't care (because i don't think anyone who reads this does care - and no this is not an emo blog about how nobody cares that my life is going down the drain :P) anywho where was i? oh yea. on yesterday's date, 10 years ago, Switchfoot released their first album, The Legend of Chin, four days after Tim graduated high school. This is Tim (arguably the best looking member of the band).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077317566708392370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RnZBbReBIbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vIiHBi8VHHg/s200/timmag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, I've been listening to Anberlin the past two days. Not so bad, really. Even though a lot of it kinda sounds the same and it's kinda loud and yelly in bits. but i'm getting used to it. the album i have in my possession is 'never take friendship personal'. i'm interested to hear their latest offering, 'cities', to see how it varies (or doesn't) but i've heard it's good, so who knows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and just to add some lyrics because i can...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Runaways&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come closer now&lt;br /&gt;I know your desire is to be desired&lt;br /&gt;Steal a kiss yet call us friends&lt;br /&gt;Distance is the theif in which you conspire&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Turn and time and time will tell&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell or tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;You're miles and miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;Silence reveals where you really are&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You only stand to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can tell it by the way you runaway,Runaway girl&lt;br /&gt;You only stand to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;I can tell it by the way you runaway,Runaway girl&lt;br /&gt;Runaway, runaway girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's clearer now&lt;br /&gt;You're nowhere into giving&lt;br /&gt;Giving into, giving into me&lt;br /&gt;It's your fault&lt;br /&gt;You're like a rare disease&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(chorus)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do you expect me to wait here?(All alone in my thoughts and fears)&lt;br /&gt;My whole life could crash before your eyes(Hope one day that you realize)&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the way it's supposed to be(This is who I crown, now without me)&lt;br /&gt;Your regrets from us built up inside(Great space for you, love buried alive)&lt;br /&gt;Buried alive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I only stand to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;You can tell it by the way I walk away,Runaway girl&lt;br /&gt;I only stand to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;You can tell it by the way I run away,Runaway girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6046051419973992278?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6046051419973992278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6046051419973992278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6046051419973992278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6046051419973992278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-those-of-you-who-dont-care-because.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NXSrRcuKAH8/RnZBbReBIbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vIiHBi8VHHg/s72-c/timmag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5663199076810700120</id><published>2007-06-13T19:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:15:46.171+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>stuff like.</title><content type='html'>sooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people seem to be starting to leave. can't wait til it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of stuff that seems to be going on and through my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff like tafe and wondering what my average week will look like next semester.&lt;br /&gt;like wanting a job but not knowing when i'll be able to work.&lt;br /&gt;like wishing i was more organised and could manage my time better so there would actually be time when i could regularly work.&lt;br /&gt;like wanting to keep my social life and do more stuff with school friends and being able to cram this work time in.&lt;br /&gt;like deciding what next year and the years after will look like. &lt;br /&gt;like finding where i fit.&lt;br /&gt;like maybe becoming slightly too attached to people and watching as they leave and knowing the relationship won't be the same when i see them next.&lt;br /&gt;like dealing with other people leaving.&lt;br /&gt;like wanting to do a billion things and procrastinating because i don't think i'll have the time. ironic, huh.&lt;br /&gt;like wondering who i really am. and if i really know.&lt;br /&gt;like questioning whether i am capable of loving, and if subconsciously i really don't want to let myself, because it just seems easier to live a cushy, selfish existence like the majority of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said. lots of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5663199076810700120?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5663199076810700120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5663199076810700120' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5663199076810700120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5663199076810700120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/stuff-like.html' title='stuff like.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5001427924602049999</id><published>2007-06-01T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:05:32.867+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. so you know when you get a new toy. ok imagine you are 5. and you've wanted this thing for years and you finally get it! ok so maybe not years cause you're only 5 and that would mean you've been wanting it since you were about 2...hm. but still. you really want it. so when you get it you're really excited and all you want to do is play with your new toy. oh the fun. that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5001427924602049999?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5001427924602049999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5001427924602049999' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5001427924602049999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5001427924602049999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1665362475190037786</id><published>2007-05-21T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:40:25.223+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><title type='text'>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!</title><content type='html'>my fingers can't move fast enough!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;guess what!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;switchfoot! exo day! 1st september! and announcing dates soon for an aussie tour! so excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall be excited for a few weeks to come...just think of switchfoot and i get chills...ah! only a few months left! ehhehe. so if it's may 21st now, that's 10 days left of may, 30 of june, 31 of july, 31 of august, so 10+30+31+31=102 days left! and who knows how many til a sydney show. maybe more maybe less. finally! been waiting so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1665362475190037786?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1665362475190037786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1665362475190037786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1665362475190037786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1665362475190037786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/05/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-3084668722277421422</id><published>2007-05-14T11:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T11:40:40.302+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've realised lately how good I can be at ignoring situations when in other ones. Like now, I am at TAFE, and I can talk to Jemimah and have fun and laugh, and even though in the back of my mind I am confused and aghaskdjghldgh I'm still doing what I'm doing and enjoying it as much as one can enjoy database and making stupid reports on it. And the rest of the day I will be fine and happy, although still slightly confused. Until I think too much and go to bed and everything that I've been thinking about and the decisions I have to make come and engulf me again. And then I'll wish that I could rewind the past few weeks and start again. Or that I could catch a plane and go somewhere else that is far, far away from here. Or that I was autonomous to everything and everyone but a few people. But I'm stuck. what do I do? (yes, that was rhetorical) AGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-3084668722277421422?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/3084668722277421422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=3084668722277421422' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3084668722277421422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3084668722277421422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/05/confused-and-ive-realised-lately-how.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1384129723798546818</id><published>2007-05-12T14:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T14:53:01.681+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>what have you been doing lately?</title><content type='html'>so. i haven't blogged in a bit. contrary to previous occurrences, this time it's not a lack of blogging because i haven't been busy or it's just life as 'normal', but quite the opposite. there has been so much going on i don't know where to start. and i don't really want to anyway. the stuff that's happening is stuff that should probably stay in my head, until i figure out what &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; happening. so maybe i'll blog about it later, and maybe i won't. some of you know some of what's been happening, and others don't know anything. perhaps it's better we keep it that way :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's been happening with &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; lately?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1384129723798546818?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1384129723798546818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1384129723798546818' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1384129723798546818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1384129723798546818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-have-you-been-doing-lately.html' title='what have you been doing lately?'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7702246082142936771</id><published>2007-04-28T21:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:30:16.027+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreads'/><title type='text'>updated</title><content type='html'>ok so it's probably time to blog...&lt;br /&gt;um. yesterday i dreaded a friend's hair. spreading the dread :) i think we watched about 5 movies, a chaser's war on everything and a spicks and specks. and listened to a bit of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i went to work. i wasn't particularly looking forward to it, but about 20 minutes in, marty the shift manager said that i could use the till tonight. yay :) usually i just get to use it on weekday shifts when there isn't many people around, but tonight, probably the most busiest night of the week, i got to be one of the till people. so when one of the other people yelled 'till!' i got to go get them change :D that doesn't seem that exciting, but it was :) when marty said i could do it i prayed that it would be ok, cause sometimes trying to figure out change in my head i have mental blanks, but today it was all good. i was on the ball. oh yea. hehe. and i got to sauce toward the end of the shift. and i made a pizza. oh yea, i'm going up :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, my credit is running out faster than before. due to some certain people *cough* namely ones who now sport dreads and other ones of the same male species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on anzac day i got to run after little people. 2-5 year olds to be exact. and try to keep them occupied so they wouldn't cry. although some decided to anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that would be my week. oh except i forgot- on thurday night i went late night shopping with mum and as i was lifting a jumper over my head the label got caught in my eyebrow ring and it killed! and then it started to bleed :( it's ok now though. thank goodness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7702246082142936771?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7702246082142936771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7702246082142936771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7702246082142936771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7702246082142936771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/updated.html' title='updated'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8735704854579025693</id><published>2007-04-17T14:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T14:16:52.619+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul survivor'/><title type='text'>goodbye!</title><content type='html'>off to soul survivor in about 20 minutes...goodbye my friends, see you soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8735704854579025693?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8735704854579025693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8735704854579025693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8735704854579025693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8735704854579025693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye.html' title='goodbye!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-2503453015486020989</id><published>2007-04-13T22:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:46:55.666+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar hero'/><title type='text'>um...today.</title><content type='html'>yay! go kara, go tuggerah shops, go guitar hero! best game ever! now all i need is $130 and for ree to find ben's PS2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and kara decided that they need to make it so you can combine guitar hero, singstar and a drumming game so you get 'band hero'! and everyone gets to play together. fun fun fun! and maybe they should include a dance mat game too...like in the switchfoot vid. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuggerah shops are rather loooong. yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin laura's decided that if i ever see switchfoot she'll have to put me in an insane asylum afterward. hm. well atleast they have padded walls :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-2503453015486020989?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/2503453015486020989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=2503453015486020989' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2503453015486020989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2503453015486020989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/umtoday.html' title='um...today.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7005537997573973199</id><published>2007-04-08T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:48:44.681+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar hero'/><title type='text'>awakening!</title><content type='html'>hehe...switchfoot can be so amusing. the video for the new single "Awakening" got put up on youtube on friday. if you feel like watching it, go ahead! it's got buster from arrested development in it. and the girl from the diner in heroes that hiro (the japanese guy) likes. and guitar hero. if anyone feels like buying it (guitar hero) for me i would be much obliged :) (and a ps 2 or xbox). i think i know maybe two of the songs on it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...here is switchfoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHTU2i8RhH8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZHTU2i8RhH8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7005537997573973199?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7005537997573973199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7005537997573973199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7005537997573973199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7005537997573973199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/awakening.html' title='awakening!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7228966374342957689</id><published>2007-04-05T20:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T20:52:01.721+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jeans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relient k'/><title type='text'>music and arty-pants</title><content type='html'>yay! i got my relient k cd today which got posted 4 weeks ago. joy. i like it lots :) it's the special edition that's got interview etc on an extra cd. and i got a little poster thing which is rather long width ways and short length ways. but i like it. my first piece of band stuff to put on my wall. yay. now i have to get something switchfoot... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my jeans are morphing. from boredom they have grown lots of writing/pictures which are all switchfoot-related, so they have become 'switchpants'. i took them off tonight and lay them on my bed and for the first time drew on them without actually wearing them. i think they shall become a work of art...too bad they have to be washed at some point. i think i shall take photos of it's progress and post it soon. i have a project. finally, something to do when i'm bored. which reminds me...i really should get around to scrapbooking...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7228966374342957689?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7228966374342957689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7228966374342957689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7228966374342957689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7228966374342957689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/04/music-and-arty-pants.html' title='music and arty-pants'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7209324289055337068</id><published>2007-03-25T12:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T12:34:02.263+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>party post!</title><content type='html'>yup. this weekend was fun. and now i am sore. this weekend consisted of dancing, shouting, sweating, dancing, drinking (some alcoholic, lots of water), dancing, present giving, a strong southerly, a fallen tree, dancing, singing, camera confiscation, maccas, certain person dancing with seedy guy (you know who you are...as does the rest of us :P), majorly sore feet, music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. two parties of fun. definitely have to do it again. happy birthday emma! (and me, i guess, but it was rather a long time ago...lots of belated birthday wishes came my way...nice to know that a lot of people don't know when my actual birthday is...perhaps i've confused them more!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes. we will do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7209324289055337068?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7209324289055337068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7209324289055337068' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7209324289055337068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7209324289055337068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/03/party-post.html' title='party post!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-840177330404652752</id><published>2007-03-19T21:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:29:02.675+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pig'/><title type='text'>well it has been a while!</title><content type='html'>Hello there! long lost friends. hehe. well. stuff has happened since my last post. the most exciting event i spose was the 9 mm of pin that got stuck in my right big-toe. but that's old news :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In newer news, partyness on friday! i'm excited. yay. finally. after over 2 months i finally get to celebrate my turn of aged-ness in true 18ness style. that be at a pub. but one with dancing! joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news dad is in love with balderick. that be my guinea pig. he is adorable, tis true. and maybe slightly spoilt, because of said father-piggy love. hehe. piggy and bunny whom pig lives with like eachother too. we often see bunny grooming piggy pie. tis rather cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...i'll be in touch mes amigos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-840177330404652752?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/840177330404652752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=840177330404652752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/840177330404652752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/840177330404652752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-it-has-been-while.html' title='well it has been a while!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1155138977643444204</id><published>2007-03-03T21:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:54:58.112+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>talking on the phone....to my cousin....hurt my toe...now i have a sore arm-dang tetanus shot. changed the strings on my guitar...now they're not rusty! distractednesssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1155138977643444204?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1155138977643444204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1155138977643444204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1155138977643444204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1155138977643444204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/03/talking-on-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6999052452950619162</id><published>2007-02-22T21:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:31:56.624+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><title type='text'>blogness schmogness</title><content type='html'>hello there. this is me blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a lot of the tv shows I used to watch and have come back on now have lost their appeal for me. Prison Break is no longer exciting...I went to bed instead. I don't want to know any more about the life stories of the people in Lost-it's all getting rather annoyingly complicated and not much is happening. Somewhere inside me wants to strangle Meridith for taking so long to make up her mind (Grey's) but I couldn't be bothered feeling frustration. Still don't mind Desperate Housewives though. Heroes is ok. Lots of suspense (supposedly) but I feel ''meh" about it all. Maybe it's just general life boredom. Not that I don't have plenty to do. Maybe TAFE has numbed my brain. 'Tis likely. Excitement I want. For a split second I thought maybe some romance but I have no time and I don't really want it anyway. Not from a guy atleast, (or a girl :P), rather from Someone who won't disappoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm getting slightly distracted by Lost...&lt;br /&gt;see ya 'round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6999052452950619162?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6999052452950619162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6999052452950619162' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6999052452950619162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6999052452950619162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogness-schmogness.html' title='blogness schmogness'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1689500281680796935</id><published>2007-02-15T21:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T22:16:55.038+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><title type='text'>Profoundnesss...zif.</title><content type='html'>I think I intended this post to be reflective on society and such. Somehow I don't think it will end up that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I just noticed that I'm writing with correct punctuation/capitalisation etc. 'Tis the keyboarding class at TAFE! I thought I could type with correct fingering etc. and even though for the most part I can, I've discovered I have picked up some bad habits over the years. Probably because when I was teaching myself to type properly my hands weren't big enough to reach the correct keys so I used whichever finger could reach, instead. Fixing bad habits is hard, especially when you've been stuck in them for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the song "Hey Now Now" by The Cloud Room on iTunes tonight. It's the song from the Pepsi ad. I like it. It's catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. If you don't know what 'zif' means, go watch Lano and Woodley. 'Game Show God' I think is the episode. Or just watch all of them 'cause they're all good :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1689500281680796935?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1689500281680796935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1689500281680796935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1689500281680796935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1689500281680796935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/02/profoundnessszif.html' title='Profoundnesss...zif.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6005010573610057162</id><published>2007-02-14T11:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T11:12:21.196+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><title type='text'>post 2 for the week.</title><content type='html'>this is me blogging. blog blog blog blog. i will get there! muahahaha. and seeing as i get a link from your blog, howie, i want it to say something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, tis true, i wagged the last class yesterday. sorry to destroy your whole sense of reality, kara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in communication class at the moment. boooooored. happy valentine's everyone. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jemimah "leave my demented heart alone". (in reference to the mongulated heart shape she made with the jelly rubber thing i gave her) but it sounds better without the explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6005010573610057162?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6005010573610057162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6005010573610057162' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6005010573610057162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/6005010573610057162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/02/post-2-for-week.html' title='post 2 for the week.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-5798033698222564785</id><published>2007-02-12T17:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:52:50.466+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><title type='text'>tafe and so on...</title><content type='html'>hmmm....somehow howie has the power to make me blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much effort!&lt;br /&gt;let's see...i started tafe last week...kinda boring. four different teachers who don't check what we've already done with the other teachers and instead teach us the same stuff over and over...ie. "this is how you move a program to the desktop" (like we didn't already know) "oh wait...the computer won't let you drap things from the start menu to the desktop...go here and enable dragging and dropping" *next class with same teacher* "this is how you move a program to the desktop...do it this way cause the computer won't let you drag it...we can't figure out why..." *giggles/rolling of eyes from entire class*&lt;br /&gt;next... "now we're going to learn how to make a folder on the E drive" (mind numbing boredom) *next class, new teacher* "now we're going to learn how to make a folder on the E drive" (silent groans of disdain from class) *next class, new teacher* "now we're going to learn how to make a folder on the E drive" (half of class is staring into space having a silent aneurism, the others are whispering and laughing) *next class, new teacher* "have you already learnt how to make folders?" *everyone nods profusely* "ok, that's good...we're going to make a folder called (insert name here)...I'll just show you how to do it" *gunshots-entire class is on the floor in pools of their own blood, forced to suicide as the pain is so much less than death by boredom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exaggerating? i think not! well maybe a bit...but only a teensy tiny amount. Don't worry we're all still alive...though the teachers are still asking us if we know how to make folders and copy programs to the desktop.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping we'll move past what they teach in year 10 computing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In OH&amp;S on friday we got to go around the tafe to different areas and write down the hazards we could find...oh so many. apparently the canteen ceiling is falling off. the teacher said we should be grateful, cause if the tafe weren't falling apart we wouldn't have anything to fill in our sheets with. one group of girls who were assigned to the toilets went into the male ones and told us that they discovered that guys can't aim. hazard=slipping and breaking your head open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making friends too. nice class. (except the felon...well actually he's still nice). I met a girl called Jemimah who goes to Howie and Jenny's church. yay. and she likes switchfoot. *what good taste she has* although she's into emo bands at the moment. *shock, horror* oh well...everyone's face is clawed. ha. so distracted just now by the cat clawing me for food. now she's giving me puppy dog eyes. i be off, mum be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. was walking to the car earlier this week and noticed that the bunny was grooming the pig. funny bunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-5798033698222564785?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/5798033698222564785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=5798033698222564785' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5798033698222564785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/5798033698222564785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/02/tafe-and-so-on.html' title='tafe and so on...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-4479627064528369953</id><published>2007-02-02T15:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T15:38:25.907+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hornsby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well. went to shops today (had to get up so early...8.30? it's unheard of!) to meet..ha i wrote 'meat' first...friends are tasty *licks lips* to meet ashley and emma to hang out. and hang out we did. like dad's shirt, mum's slip and a pair of old undies you only wear at night cause they're grandma-sized and day usage would be simply...well embarassing...imagine that-a huge pair of unmentionables bunched up under you jeans and flowering out the top for everyone to see...talking about seeing cringe worthy things, we walked into jb and right in our faces...coin slot! none of us had to say anything...we all knew what the other two were thinking...ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in jb i looked (as i do everytime i go there) for switchfoot's new cd to see how it was doing...and i found none in the regular spot...but at the front of the shop there was a stand with "summer's hottest sounds" and it was there! yay. i wanted to ask whether i could have the sign from the stand (when they're done with it) cause there were pictures of all the cd's on them. don't have any switchfoot posters yet...must get on that. but emma said they might want to reuse it...turn it over and write "everything 10% off" on the back of it. hmm...somehow i think not. so i did my footsoldierly duty and put the sf cd's in the top-middle box on the stand cause it was being taken up with cds that were already below it and switchfoot is so much better :P than whatever band that was...U2? just kidding. i have no idea who it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emma bought a single of some sort. and we looked through the 99c cd's and told eachother what their favourite cds were...hehe i told emma she loved the avril lavigne cd and we enjoyed a laugh until ashley said 'what's wrong with avril lavigne?'...then we laughed harder. poor ashley, i think i laughed at her a bit today...she tripped over the carpet going into westfield...twice. then almost fell on emma on the escalator. if you're reading this...sorry! hehe. wifey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ate lunch. and got drinks and sat upstairs in starbucks. and a lady called "ashley!" and we looked around and she was talking to her fashionably dressed toddler (who was rather cute) and had strayed. poor lady didn't get very far, her kid was rather slow and stopped for a while to look at the fountain from the walkway above. s'pose the lady could have picked her up if she wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked to teresa and renee who were sitting eating morning tea in the food court and asked what they were doing this year.&lt;br /&gt;teresa: i can't wait till our 10 year reunion!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. we walked past them later and ashley waved but there was a guy walking who she thinks thought he thought she was waving at him and looked at her and she glanced at him and he looked at her again. she was embarassed. we saw him again in dick smith and she was trying to make sure he didn't see her. so we walked quickly and probably rather suspiciously out of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. going out tonight to see chris taylor/andrew hansen play "dead caeser" which will hopefully be good. byebye now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-4479627064528369953?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/4479627064528369953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=4479627064528369953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4479627064528369953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4479627064528369953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-370213433603560077</id><published>2007-01-29T21:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:20:42.738+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tafe'/><title type='text'>enrolled</title><content type='html'>today i did. i'm officially a tafe student for a year. joy. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week left of freedom...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-370213433603560077?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/370213433603560077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=370213433603560077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/370213433603560077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/370213433603560077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/enrolled.html' title='enrolled'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-4754033144592563614</id><published>2007-01-27T16:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:17:09.985+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost keys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'>hospitals and retro keys...</title><content type='html'>well today was interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see ma (dad's mum) in icu this morning cause she got a urinary tract infection yesterday. then went to hornsby and mum rang her friend and me, mum, her and dad went to the cafe in david jones and me and dad had lunch while they talked over tea/coffee. then dad walked home and me and mum went shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all very normal up until we walked out of the exit near target/pet r fun/ tina's fabric-you know the one. but before i made it out of the door i noticed two guys standing a few feet away from it, talking. and one of them was retro guy! if you remember from my &lt;a href="http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-were-back.html"&gt;cruise post&lt;/a&gt; (15 lines down). and he was wearing his weird blue patterned boardies too! very weird...hehe. me and mum followed him into the starbucks-side entrance where we had to keep walking cause he stopped to buy one of those weird juice things that have squishy balls in them...yuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho we went to k-mart to find a washing basket but couldn't find anything so we left and went to the car. where we proceded to pull mum's bag apart looking for her keys. but alas they weren't there. so mum called dad at home so he could walk up and give us his keys. mum was going to meet him at the kmart entrance so she left me at the car incase someone stole the keys and followed us to find our car and was going to steal it. hmm. so while she waited for dad she went to lost property. they said that major stores don't give them their lost property so she went to some of the stores we went to to ask them but decided not to wait in line. then she went back to meet dad and they went to kmart, who, lo and behold had the keys! which is odd seeing as mum didn't even touch her bag, apart from carrying it, while we were in there.&lt;br /&gt;so they came back to me thank goodness cause i'd been waiting by the car for 45 minutes :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we came home. joy. now watching two weeks notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-4754033144592563614?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/4754033144592563614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=4754033144592563614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4754033144592563614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/4754033144592563614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/hospitals-and-retro-keys.html' title='hospitals and retro keys...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-3253613660126172290</id><published>2007-01-24T21:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:12:26.093+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>anyone up for</title><content type='html'>a movie marathon? tomorrow night, 11.30pm. Epic movie, Eragon and Night at the Museum.&lt;br /&gt;if interested let me know. preferably before then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-3253613660126172290?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/3253613660126172290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=3253613660126172290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3253613660126172290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3253613660126172290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/anyone-up-for.html' title='anyone up for'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-2819085570878410243</id><published>2007-01-24T19:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:26:02.637+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icecream'/><title type='text'>i think the icecream man</title><content type='html'>can read my mind. i felt like dessert and there was nothing in the house and i was watching home and away and greensleeves started playing on the tv but then i realised that it was outside. yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-2819085570878410243?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/2819085570878410243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=2819085570878410243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2819085570878410243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2819085570878410243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-icecream-man.html' title='i think the icecream man'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-3065890732321072637</id><published>2007-01-21T12:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T13:05:30.821+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hot hot hot hot! gah. mum likes this weather i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.....what's new. not much. boring week, busy weekend. looking forward to another not-much-to-do week. though by the end of tomorrow i'll probably be bored again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday i went to chatswood westfield to pick up a cd from hmv which i ordered cause i got given a voucher christmas '05 and the cd finally came in, almost 2 months late. so while i was there i decided to get my eyebrow pierced. most of you who read this probably know by now cause you've seen me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....trotting off to hornsby soon. thank goodness for airconditioned shops which will probably be freezing cold. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-3065890732321072637?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/3065890732321072637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=3065890732321072637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3065890732321072637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/3065890732321072637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/hot-hot-hot-hot-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8858507959572744633</id><published>2007-01-12T14:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T14:16:54.589+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relient k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom teeth'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well it hasn't been the most eventful of weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the dentist on wednesday and he checked me out and said i was ok, and just doubled the antibiotic dose for the next 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;my cheek has become considerable less swollen although i think some of it has gone to my chin, and it's become stacks easier to pretend i have two...in fact if i was 30 years older and my skin sagged more i probably would have two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week seems also to be the week of receiving things in the post that i've ordered online. tuesday i received an ipod/car transmitter/charger that i got on ebay, wednesday it was the switchfoot coffee table photo book which i'm not allowed to oped cause it's a birthday present from friends, and emma still hasn't come to pick it up so i'm getting rather curious! and thursday i got my birthday/christmas present from cheree-two relient k t-shirts. yay. one is blue with a huge yellow owl and the other is black with 'relient k' in 80's style writing kinda projected from a point (in pink and yellow) and it has a picture of  a boom box. i shall enjoy wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one thing left to come, and that be "switchfootage:II" which is a dvd. i'm looking forward to it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8858507959572744633?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8858507959572744633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8858507959572744633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8858507959572744633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8858507959572744633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-it-hasnt-been-most-eventful-of.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8312679605542365683</id><published>2007-01-10T09:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:37:14.426+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom teeth'/><title type='text'>today is not my day.</title><content type='html'>you may be thinking, "but the day has only just started". well not for me. i woke up around 3.30am and couldn't get back to sleep because of my sore mouth. i contemplated taking pain killers for around an hour, and decided i could take some panadol. the sheet the dentist gave me said that i could have max 8 panadol and 6 ibuprofen per day and i didn't want to waste them all in the morning hours, so 2 panadol is all i would allow myself. so i took them. and tried to sleep. i'm not sure whether i was successful, but at around 5.30 i was still in pain, so i went to see mum after hearing her getting up to use the loo. she told me to have some yoghurt and take 2 ibuprofen. so she got the stuffs for me and i took them. i felt a tad queezy before then, but i felt quite worse a little while after. mum had started to get ready and came in to see me, but she couldn't help so i just sat up with my knees at my chest, hoping the pain would go away. mum left to have breakfast. a little while after my back started to hurt quite a bit and i was moaning in pain. mum managed to hear me after i got a bit louder, and came rushing in to see what was wrong. a few seconds later i grabbed the bowl she had given me before and started to vomit. wasn't the best seeing as i hadn't eaten much. i haven't vomitted in years...my body sure picked a fine time to let me remember what it's like. my back was still sore afterwards so mum rubbed some voltaren on my back and that helped lots. somewhere during the yukiness i think i vomitted up my blood clot from my teeth extraction-ness which meant mum had to call the dentist to tell him and now i have an appointment for 12.15. he'll probably put in a fake clot like i had last time, which tastes absolutely disgusting every time you swallow, for the next week or so.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going back to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8312679605542365683?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8312679605542365683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom teeth'/><title type='text'>owie</title><content type='html'>cheek in pain. wah. wisdom teeth should be banned. my left cheek is huge. i have been watching a lot of scrubs on dvd. and sleeping and taking lots of pills. i can't wait till this week is over. today i had a dream i was eating chicken salad and fries. unfortunately i can't really eat. but mum bought me some fries to suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1103159003928799126?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1103159003928799126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1103159003928799126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1103159003928799126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1103159003928799126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2007/01/owie.html' title='owie'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-6611764149928877526</id><published>2007-01-01T22:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:43:54.759+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>happy new year...</title><content type='html'>new year's eve was fun :) we made it till 5am without much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for 2007...who knows what it will bring :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay for my 18th birthday in 3 days. or 4. depends how you count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those i haven't seen since last year, hope to see more of you in '07.&lt;br /&gt;and those i have seen this year too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched 'flushed away' today at greater union, 'we' beeing me, louise, juicy and kara.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love with the slugs. so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-6611764149928877526?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/6611764149928877526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=6611764149928877526' 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type='html'>and i am one very happy camper :D&lt;br /&gt;yes, that's right, switchfoot's new album arrived on my doorstep today.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad, but i was going to go out and buy a copy today, and now i've got it i can't :(&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i suppose i could still get a copy. another one that is.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm listening to it now. and it's good. but then anything that switchfoot will write/sing will be good. except maybe if they went into r&amp;b/hip hop-i think i'd have to leave them there. but then, they'd probably make it work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-612561942426384532?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/612561942426384532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'>...and we're back!</title><content type='html'>i think i have put on a few kilos. food was good though :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure what to say...&lt;br /&gt;lots of fun staff on the boat. we got sat at a table for 8 for dinner which we shared with another family who were fun. and our waiters were freddie and aida. freddie is from the philippines and aida from vanuatu. they were both lots of funs :) and our stewards were nice too.&lt;br /&gt;we managed to give some of the people on the boat names...there were a lot of them...no spare rooms. i think 1,200 and something.&lt;br /&gt;let's see...there was "the band" which consisted of 5 guys who were around 19-21 by my guess, who we saw on the first day and mum said they looked like a band, so that's what they were named. one of them had really thick, blonde hair that was kinda long and stuck out. i'm not sure what the others looked like...brown hair, big glasses...&lt;br /&gt;then there was "curly-hair guy" who was around 15 or 16 that had masses of thick hair that he could barely see out of. there was his brother, "retro-guy", previously known as "curly-hair guy's brother" but got his own name when we saw him on the beach in ouvea wearing a bright coral pink shirt and weird blue patterned boardies.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm bobbing up and down...&lt;br /&gt;there were so many more but i'm losing my memory...oh, there was also "macca-boy" who was a short, younger version of macca from home and away...and chris hemsworth, a rather tall guy who at first glance looked like kim, also from home and away, but due to the mother liking "dancing with the stars" he got the real name instead of the character.&lt;br /&gt;and there was this really weird lady who on the first day, in the queue before we got on the boat was wearing a bikini with a see-through kaftan over it. and she wasn't thin. around 50 years old too. she sat at the table behind us at dinner and she had a baby who must have been suffering from neglect cause she barely paid any attention to it, so it would cry all the time. cute baby though. and then she would let it out of it's high-chair and it would wander the dining room getting in the way of the waiters and the daughter of the lady who was sitting with her, (who was only about 8) would have to go retrieve it. weird lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should go unpack.&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited about the new switchfoot album, "oh, gravity". i have a counter on my myspace which i should probably get rid of cause it came out yesterday! i want to go up to hornsby and pick me up a copy, though i've got one coming from america in the mail...who knows when it will get here though. i ordered it online cause it comes with a free 3-song cd with stuff that hasn't been released. being the switchfoot fan i am i had to get it. but impatience is getting to me seeing as i've been waiting since before finishing school for it to come out. i think from around september...or whenever they announced it. may have been before that. i can just give away the other cd when i get it. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;i got to go.&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-295802941104692737?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/295802941104692737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=295802941104692737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/295802941104692737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/295802941104692737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-were-back.html' title='...and we&apos;re back!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-2633710245561103356</id><published>2006-12-16T17:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:12:40.241+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cruise'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soooo...i am mostly packed! joy :)&lt;br /&gt;leaving tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;shall post later...maybe you will even be lucky enough to get a mid-cruise blog...maybe. depending on internet capabilities. i have heard they aren't good.&lt;br /&gt;so until i see you after christmas-merry christmas and goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-2633710245561103356?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/2633710245561103356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=2633710245561103356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2633710245561103356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/2633710245561103356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/soooo.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1587455103220713677</id><published>2006-12-12T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:41:32.418+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hornsby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bingo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas lights'/><title type='text'>guess what!</title><content type='html'>i played bingo tonight! even though i'm not 18...ree and katie got me a booklet and i won the last game :) hehe. 15 coles dollars and 15 rsl dollars.&lt;br /&gt;then we went down sydney rd to look at the lights...so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to coles for a snack cause ree and katie needed flour for their scones they are now making.&lt;br /&gt;they picked me up from work...i wasn't thrilled with having to work tonight but it turned out to be lots of fun :) when i got there it was just me and the manager, marty, then a few drivers came in and out and another instore showed up later on. the lack of stacks of staff meant i got to learn how to sauce :) fun fun fun. and marty let me use the till. yay. responsibility. i hope my next shift is on a weeknight. and 'cause ree was picking me up late and mum and dad went out for dinner i got a pizza for tea.&lt;br /&gt;and this morning me and ree and dad went to hornsby to centrelink to tell them we're leaving the country on the cruise...then we went to the shops and i got dad a christmas present and he got me one.&lt;br /&gt;all in all a good day.&lt;br /&gt;i think tomorrow will be a bit of a let down...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1708056138678723399</id><published>2006-12-10T22:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:53:57.085+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I'm baaaack!</title><content type='html'>not that i was away for long!&lt;br /&gt;but it was good!&lt;br /&gt;and really beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;the place we stayed in in minnamurra was like a townhousey thing and it was nice :) the view was excellent too!&lt;br /&gt;there was a lakey thing that at low tide had a huge sandbank in the middle and you could walk across to it. then after swimming across the river there was a little stretch of sand and then the beach on the other side which had interesting surf where the waves criss-crossed. that made it fun!&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had taken a camera, it was so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;today we swam across the river which was rather cold, and then went into the surf. the wind was something terrible though. so we lay down on our towels facing the river where the wind wasn't so bad. i got a bit burnt :( but not too much. twas lots of fun though :) on the way down we stopped at a servo that had a fruit shop across the road and we got a box of 22 mangos for $15 :) needless to say the weekend involved a lot of mango eating...yum yum yum :)&lt;br /&gt;and at the lolly shop in kiama i found a "mazing" m&amp;m's chocolate bar...hehehe yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;and at a dress shop in kiama i got me a really pretty blue dress with black lace over the top and mesh over the skirt...i couldn't resist, it was so beautiful! i shall photo it and post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next sunday is the cruise! fun fun fun! can't wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1708056138678723399?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1708056138678723399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1708056138678723399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1708056138678723399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1708056138678723399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m baaaack!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-8814809302323766994</id><published>2006-12-08T09:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:55:15.629+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>calling all louise!!!</title><content type='html'>where are you? is your internet down? are you under the blankets on a far away continent? i haven't heard from you since schoolies! that's a week! wakey wakey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, i'm off to minnamurra this morning, i'll see you on the day that gets its name from the big yellow thing that revolves around us...*cough* that &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; revolve around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8814809302323766994?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8814809302323766994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8814809302323766994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8814809302323766994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8814809302323766994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/calling-all-louise.html' title='calling all louise!!!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-1855022432027595928</id><published>2006-12-07T14:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T14:59:57.394+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>mmmms</title><content type='html'>i think i'm addicted to m+m's. so good. gah. bad elise. must. stop. eating...yum yum yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-1855022432027595928?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/1855022432027595928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=1855022432027595928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1855022432027595928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/1855022432027595928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/mmmms.html' title='mmmms'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-326799661719565570</id><published>2006-12-06T15:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T15:14:12.961+11:00</updated><title type='text'>and so the baby suffocated...</title><content type='html'>had i actually sat on it it probably would have, so you'll be glad to know i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i babysat. and all who participated survived. joy. although it was rather hard trying to get the 9-year-old boy to have a bath. but with the help of his sister we managed. thank goodness she was there. and i got to read him a bed-time story (the crowd goes 'awwww') but this is not a pantomime. the book was the shrek 2 storybook if you were sitting on the edge of your seats wondering...oh the suspense :S&lt;br /&gt;and then i read on the couch for a few hours until the mum came home.&lt;br /&gt;the highlight (or highlights) i'd have to say, would be the 3 cats that they own. so cute! one was a siamese called murphy who was very vocal and wouldn't shut up. but he was very affectionate too. the other two were twins, of that breed that looks like it had a door slammed on it's face. rather ugly, but cute at the same time. there was one with long hair and one with short hair. their names were fluffy and fatty, no prizes guessing which one's which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up going to sleep around 1-ish, after reading for a bit in bed. and i got up around 2 this afternoon. i think it was the heat that got me up. now i have to find something to do for the rest of the day. poo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-326799661719565570?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/326799661719565570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=326799661719565570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/326799661719565570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/326799661719565570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-so-baby-suffocated.html' title='and so the baby suffocated...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-7861528165301725437</id><published>2006-12-05T12:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T13:00:20.218+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babysitting'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i get to babysit tonight. cause liz has to go to her prize-giving thing and needed someone to cover for her. should be interesting, i've never babysat before. not that they're babies, one is 9 and the other 13. hopefully i won't get it too bad. i've decided i'm not a kid person, unless they're my relatives or i've known them for ages. babies don't seem to like me either. gah. hopefully it will be different if i have my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i just realised i've past 100 posts. this is 104. yay. i'd like to thank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-7861528165301725437?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/7861528165301725437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=7861528165301725437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/7861528165301725437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-8558589155384621591?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/8558589155384621591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=8558589155384621591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8558589155384621591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/8558589155384621591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/12/ooo.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116521578771784995</id><published>2006-12-04T17:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:03:07.733+11:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning</title><content type='html'>or should i say, 'afternoon'. i woke up at 3pm today after going to sleep at around midnight...i think i may have caught up on schoolies lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i went to work on saturday and sunday night at dominoes...saw a few people who i knew and some who knew me...those being some of ben's friends...that breed tends to be rather annoying.&lt;br /&gt;time seems to go quickly at work which is nice, and i still enjoy it which is even better! not that i've been doing it long...yesterday was only my 3rd proper shift...soon i think i'll get to learn how to sauce and do toppings on the pizzas, provided it's not that busy.&lt;br /&gt;i was going to work this friday and saturday except that i'm going away to minnamurra with some of the older girls from the children's prayer network because they go every year for a holiday kinda thing and i got invited this year cause i started going to the thursday group after the tueday one stopped happening. so cheree is covering my shifts. i had to ring up steve (the manager) to ask if that was ok. he was fine with it thankfully, although now i feel bad cause i wanted to work and i won't be doing much cause from the 17th my fam is going away so i'm kinda a non-existent employee until about the new year... so i told him if he needs me i'm available...got nothing better to do...i'm rather bored! what should i be doing??? someone tell me! anyone got anything they want me to do? gah. and the speakers are buzzing like a dying fly.&lt;br /&gt;and mum came home.&lt;br /&gt;byeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116497190952767837</id><published>2006-12-01T21:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:23:33.083+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo....</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i blogged! let's see what's happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well there was the formal.&lt;br /&gt;personally i don't see how it could take a whole day to get ready for it but hey, whatever floats your boat.&lt;br /&gt;so i started getting ready around 1ish although that was between watching tv and other stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;ree came home after tafe at around 3 and took me to emma's pre's in which she proceeded to take about 45 photos on the digital...to see them i've made a formal slide show on my myspace. that's &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leesie_loo"&gt;www.myspace.com/leesie_loo&lt;/a&gt; if you weren't sure.&lt;br /&gt;pre's were fun although really really really hot!&lt;br /&gt;and formal was lots of fun too. curzon hall is really pretty. looks like a castle and the gardens are really nice too. inside was especially good seeing as we got aircon! and champagne...or atleast that's what the waiters (waiters?) were trying to convince us it was...but we weren't fooled :) still, maison tastes nice.&lt;br /&gt;then there was the table problem...but we managed to sort it out...poor juicy and sam stuck on the table with scary peoples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel much like dancing when they put the music on...not a very good choice in it...sitting on the table under the speakers going thump thump thump can cause one pain in long periods of time...&lt;br /&gt;lots of people seemed to leave early...&lt;br /&gt;afters were fun too...don't play cheat with louise...&lt;br /&gt;i think i ate too much though.&lt;br /&gt;going through formal photos was mega funs and we enjoyed laughing at the funny shots of eachother...oh the joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home kinda late the next day...then i had to go to work. that was ok too. going again tomorrow and sunday (even though i'm not technically available on sundays!) hopefully i can remember what i'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came schoolies on friday! me, lou and dan carred together up to stockton tourist park :) and em picked up juicy and kara from kariong on the way, and ash came that night...it was funny how many people, after hearing we were on schoolies, laughed or questioned our choice of stocko. but we had fun!&lt;br /&gt;highlights would definitely have to include glowsticks on the beach...esp. breaking them and splashing everywhere...though not when lou does it cause she got it all over me :( meh.&lt;br /&gt;and the *ahem* fire on the beach...and getting freaked out when those trucks came towards us!&lt;br /&gt;and throwing sparklers cause they looked like comets falling to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;and our frequent trips to go-lo in newcastle...it's the bestest store! and my addiction to 'funtime's...yum yum. and those icky go-lo marshmallows...&lt;br /&gt;and dan's pronunciation of melancholy! more like melang-caly. hehehehe...endless entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;and the exhibitions at the museum and the art gallery were really good...esp the warped pencil blob thing this guy had made...twas coloured pencils stuck together and shaped into a blob thing...had an interesting name too but i can't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh...tis good to be home although we did have lots of fun...&lt;br /&gt;so didn't feel like a week though...and we didn't get sick of eachother or have any major tiffs! or not that i know of anyways...&lt;br /&gt;anywho...getting tired and i gotta get up for work at 5.30 (pm) tomorrow :P&lt;br /&gt;talk laters my friendy pies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116467661550399597</id><published>2006-11-28T12:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:16:55.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helllooo....&lt;br /&gt;just a quick schoolies post to say that we're having fun and it's hot today! i want to go for a swim...&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to update when i get back on friday about the formal and other stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116467661550399597?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116467661550399597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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there...&lt;br /&gt;today was fun! and now i'm very tired...going to watch 'top secret' which is a very old spoof spy movie starring val kilmer if you've never heard of it...it's quite funny...one of those movies you watch in childhood and only remember bits of and you forget the name of...then you find it years later in a shop like jb-hi and have found out the title thanks to the wonderful movie site, imdb...&lt;br /&gt;that was a long sentence...&lt;br /&gt;so this morning we went to church and were going to go see sculptures by the sea as it was the last day but apparently, according to our inside source, it would be really crowded and hard to park so we'd have to take a bus and we decided it was too much of a hassle and instead we went home and changed into swimmers and trekked up to bilgolah beach by car...and we had fun! when we got there it was overcast but after we had braved the cold and became numb the sun came out and it was niiice....&lt;br /&gt;then we returned home and i had a shower and picked ree up from ben's and we went to the pymble domino's where i got trained! it was fun...rather like those games you get where you have to multi-task stuff at a cafe or something...take calls, serve customers, clean stuff, pickup orders...all very fast once it got to peak time...touch screeens....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm going to be kicked off cause mum and ree both want to use the internet...i keep trying to tell them this is my computer! oh well what can you do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116393044605962379?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116393044605962379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116393044605962379' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116393044605962379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116393044605962379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/11/mine.html' title='mine'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116355836258639573</id><published>2006-11-15T13:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T13:39:22.600+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>go louby and juicy and millie-last exam! don't worry it will all be over sooooon. and probably will be by the time you read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching a midday movie at the moment...tis kinda interesting...came in most of the way through but it's got me watching it unlike most other stupid midday movies...it's called "hidden places".&lt;br /&gt;leaving soon to catch a train to school and see a few teachers before meeting lou and juicy after their examness...&lt;br /&gt;byeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116355836258639573?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116355836258639573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116355836258639573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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her nannypies...but it was yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...1,2,3...8 days till formal and 11 days till schoolies! yay. excitedness. mum bought me a dress yesterday from macquarie target...we went there after church to find hmv cause i have a voucher i need to spend before the 28th but there's none around...and they took the one out of macquarie so i have to go to chatswood which is what i will do tomorrow :) don't know what to but though...maybe a dvd...or maybe i will find a cd i might like...hmm i think i will investigate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116340262868560911?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116340262868560911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116340262868560911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116340262868560911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116340262868560911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/11/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116323149970373251</id><published>2006-11-11T18:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T18:51:39.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is for louise cause she is bored...&lt;br /&gt;i went to hornsby today with mummypoo. bought a pair of boardies from target and a nice green top for only $16 :) go sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have anything to say....&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo... started reading last night at the suggestion of louise...read 2 books since then...agatha raisin... amateur detective stories kinda like agatha christie-ish. you might like them kara :)&lt;br /&gt;lots more in the series to read though...fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;anywho, till later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116323149970373251?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116323149970373251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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work wonders...not.</title><content type='html'>helloooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla...no school is boring...i need a job! why won't anyone give me a job! gah.&lt;br /&gt;i need money...i think i have none. i bought formal shoes today. mum paid for them. good old mum.&lt;br /&gt;*edit* not old. if she read this i may be in trouble...nah my mummy is too nice for that.&lt;br /&gt;and i fixed the straps on my formal dress so they aren't too long. good old textiles knowledge...not that it was that hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bored...the new series of amazing race is on but it's not that interesting...people getting lost and yelling at eachother...&lt;br /&gt;stargate will be on later though...i think i'll stay up seeing as i've got nothing to do tomorrow cept at night...i can sleep in as long as i like :) will be's nice after spending a tiring day in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you my friendly pies. specially louby loo and kara dear and juicy jube...and my wifey of course :P&lt;br /&gt;stupid last day examness!!! why oh why evil board of studies has thou dost placed thist prolonged torture upon our worn and weary souls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes...it's getting late...wait a sec...it's only 10.32...oh dear i am disoriented and need sleep...everyone else has gone to bed that's why it feels late...i need chocolate. yum yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. i get to go to kara's on monday to do fun formal hair thing makey stuffs. yay. and kara's nan :) it's hip to be a nan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did anyone else watch sesame street with the "it's hip to be a square" ahahahaha i loved the square...ree wanted to get a tatoo of a square on her hip hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;i think if i got a tatoo i'd get...nah i don't want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has turned into a long rantyness...gah. oh well. the crazed ramblings of the 10.35 tired psycho... into the deep depths of my mind...well not that deep...rather shallow actually...to tired too go too far....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116307269485193468?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116307269485193468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116307269485193468' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116307269485193468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116307269485193468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/11/tiredness-and-bordem-work-wondersnot.html' title='tiredness and bordem work wonders...not.'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116295040440277910</id><published>2006-11-08T12:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:46:44.443+11:00</updated><title type='text'>a very loooong day</title><content type='html'>sooo....on tuesday night i cleaned my room from top to bottom and emptied it of all my stuff. it took about 9 hours. and now i have the remainders of my things in cheree's room. and yesterday i signed out of school...done forever! and i gave my hospo uniform to the tas staffroom so they can sell them for me next year to the new students and i can get a bit of moooolah.&lt;br /&gt;then i gave all my old uniforms to the office ladies to give to the clothing pool. then i took vicki and xia-mung to hornsby cause they'd just signed out and there wasn't a train for a while...so i went and bought myself some hairdye...and i passed darrel lea and there was mint rockyroad! yumyumyumyumyumyumyum. i told mum about it and she bought some when she went to the shops later.&lt;br /&gt;then i passed payless shoes and decided to pop in to see if i could find some formal shoes...and i did :) so i'll go back later to buy them when i have some money.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home and painted a sign to take to the airport last night. inbetween i picked up ree from tafe. then i went out to turramurra to give jan back her skirt i borrowed for stacey's 50's party and i got lost in the back streets of tuzza cause i didn't go the usual way and wasn't sure where to turn off...and it turns out i left my mobile at home and there was no map in the car...&lt;br /&gt;i knew how to get back to the highway, which is what i was intending to do so i could go home, when i found bobbin head rd and when i finally got onto that i knew how to get to my destination...so i made it and jan welcomed me inside and we had a nice chat while she made dinner. then mum called and i went home. and ate dinner quickly and we left to go the airport.&lt;br /&gt;so all in all i had a productive day. and i watched the movie cars at about 11.40pm. it's a funny one, i recommend it if you haven't seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's 12.38pm and i woke up about 20 minutes ago. and ate some breakfast. i think i will have a shower now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116295040440277910?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116295040440277910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;12 YEARS OF SCHOOLING.....OVER!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(yes i do mean 12, not 13, i didn't have to do kindergarten ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;now my room is a mess...in the middle of cleaning it from top to bottom...not really fun.&lt;br /&gt;the excitement of finishing hasn't really fully hit me yet...but it's fun telling people that i'm finished :)&lt;br /&gt;that is all...more when i am ecstatic and jumping up and down in jubilation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116280295575700893?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116280295575700893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116280295575700893' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116280295575700893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116280295575700893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/11/done.html' title='DONE!'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116251744724782062</id><published>2006-11-03T12:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T12:30:47.260+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 left...1 left! aha...ahaha...AHAHAHAHAHA! (maniacal laugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although that one is textiles....lots to study for a stupid 1.5 hour exams that doesn't assess 90% of the stuff we've learnt. gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. (sign of resignation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get studying...tomorrow. so tired of stupid study. i'm glad im not louise or juicy (maniacal laugh) who have 3 exams left and don't finish till the last day. sorry to rub it in :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. anywho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116251744724782062?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116251744724782062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116251744724782062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116251744724782062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116251744724782062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-left.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116178077513287284</id><published>2006-10-25T22:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:55:30.036+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 down!!! and i studied a lot for hospitality...about 9 hours yesterday...that was a marathon...never again for stupid hospo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is maths and i'll enjoy that one. good old general :) but in the mean time, it's 5 days until then.&lt;br /&gt;and daylight savings...1 hour less to study...or sleep rather. don't forget! this sunday :) good luck to the germies in your test tomorrow, and to all other friendlies who are doing exams this week and maths on monday...study hard!&lt;br /&gt;only 3 exams to go...hooray. it feels like a milestone has been reached. perhaps some textiles study will be in order so i don't have to pull another 9 hour shift in the study....studying. ah my intentions are so good...to bad they don't lead to anything. mum has nicknamed me 'last-minute lucy'. her friend who lives in tassie reckons it's second-child syndrome. she's got one with the same problem. i think i took the procrastinator's creed at birth. thanks to howie i now know what that is...found &lt;a href="http://www.eskimo.com/~spban/creed.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. or &lt;a href="http://www.thehowie.net/blog/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. the second one's more exciting :) anywho i better pop off. my internet usage has increased by about 300% since the holidays. fare-ye-well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116178077513287284?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116178077513287284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116178077513287284' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116178077513287284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116178077513287284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/10/4-down-and-i-studied-lot-for.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116160504778511312</id><published>2006-10-23T21:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:04:07.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...juicy was right when she said getting an email is exciting...seeing the little pop-up thing when you open msn messenger saying that you've got one or multiple emails brings a feeling of anticipation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 exams down, 4 to go. after wednesday i'll be over the halfway line. how exciting :S no really. then i get to study for maths...yay. i like maths. i know how to study for it. you can do prac papers and actually get to know exactly how you go. fun fun. and i have 5 days to do it. i wish wed was over. stupid hospitality. meh. i wonder how many people actually read my blog...and for those that do, i would like to know something random (and interesting) about yourself that i don't already know...i feel like being interested.&lt;br /&gt;and btw my myspace is &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/leesie_loo"&gt;www.myspace.com/leesie_loo&lt;/a&gt; for those who don't know. (sorry howie).&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116160504778511312?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116160504778511312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=116160504778511312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116160504778511312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/116160504778511312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116126189970408535</id><published>2006-10-19T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T22:44:59.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ode to blogger</title><content type='html'>i just finished reading an article that was in the good weekend a few weeks ago entitled "10 websites that changed the world". blogger.com was number 10. apparently there was a lot about cats in the early blogs. so in memory of the good ole days i will say that my cat is cute. and stupid. but hey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116099127152473733</id><published>2006-10-16T19:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:34:31.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'>unschoolness</title><content type='html'>i went to hornsby today to take mum to the doctor at 3.30, and we went and had a coffee at gloria jeans after. as i was watching the school people go by i had a funny thought. all the people wearing school uniforms are most likely younger than me (unless they're very old year 11/12's). it felt odd. i'm going to have to remember to drive slowly in school zone's too. hmmm...the other side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116099127152473733?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-116065383635992159</id><published>2006-10-12T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:50:36.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a song that never ends...</title><content type='html'>i've got a song stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;it's by anberlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when memories fade, we've got eachother&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when time and confusion collide,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;singing  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i hold it all when i hold you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-116065383635992159?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/116065383635992159/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115994409929528238</id><published>2006-10-04T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T16:41:39.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>chop chop</title><content type='html'>ree wants to do a hairdressing apprenticeship and she wants me to do it with her. i cut mum and her's hair (i know...my english is shocking) earlier this week. i managed to whittle mum down. muahaha. but i must admit i think i did a pretty good job of both their heads. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note...where has everyone gone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115994409929528238?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115994409929528238/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115952698303281221</id><published>2006-09-29T20:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T20:52:01.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>another kind of full...</title><content type='html'>oh the events of this week....it has been long and i'm glad it's coming to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a highlight would have to be today...going to school even though we have graduated, and getting to run down corridors, jump out of classroom doors in unison, laugh at mr tagg, and mr d (doing the cobra thing), join miss turnbull's class playing 'articulate'...&lt;br /&gt;hehe...classic moment....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(object)&lt;br /&gt;"something you pin to yourself"&lt;br /&gt;"emo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolling down the carpeted hallway (on tape); filming ashley the respectable school captain cartwheel down the hallway; looking everywhere for louise; and last but by no means least, joining mrs robbo's class playing 'scattagories' (and being able to put relient k down for "song/singer/band" starting with 'r').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to see mum this arvo. she is doing a lot better today. so is glenda and the kidney. mummy pie should be home tomorrow. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off for the last time as a student who spent the day at school.&lt;br /&gt;fare-ye-well till later days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115952698303281221?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115952698303281221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115952698303281221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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sausage roll, 1 party pie, 2 (small) glasses fruit smoothie, 2 x pineapple juice, 1 chocolate friand, 1/2 slice homemade pizza, handful of chips, 1/2 slice chocolate cake and a few small pastry things.&lt;br /&gt;3rd period: maths-ate: 2 slices pizza hut pizza, 5 skittles, 1 piece cheesecake shop chocky cake.&lt;br /&gt;4th period: textiles-ate: 1 slice pavlova, 1 cup fruit juice.&lt;br /&gt;lunch (spark party)-ate: 1 slice pizza hut pizza, 1 mango/orange popper.&lt;br /&gt;after school ext-ate: 2 slices cinammon bun, 4 m and m's, 6 chockie ripple biscuits, mars bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel full. and like i should eat some all-bran. twas the last ext and textiles lessons today. fun fun. got some nice piccies too. everyone had cameras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week left. yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115890987195254718?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115858404758869837</id><published>2006-09-18T22:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T22:55:47.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'>school friendies</title><content type='html'>here are some photos of my lovely friendy pies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/1600/P9150256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/320/P9150256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, kara, emma and juicy pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/1600/P9150268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/320/P9150268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley (wifey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/1600/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/320/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/1600/P9150266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/320/P9150266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara coming out of Juicy's ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just to shake it up a bit here's a photo of me at 17 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/1600/littleme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/691/320/littleme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115858404758869837?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115806159049887672</id><published>2006-09-12T21:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:46:30.510+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay. yearbook page done. it's...interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115806159049887672?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115806159049887672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115806159049887672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/115806159049887672'/><link rel='self' 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odd things. all suave and glamorous. with slow swinging music and...wow the lady was really out of sinc with her lines just then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a nice nap and had some weird dreams. i was in the school library and it started to split in half and a little old lady told us to hide under the microwaves in the cupboards. but alas i didn't fit. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight mum, dad and i are going to the harvey's for tea. how fun :) i should get ready. bye bye. hope it went well juicy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115778362466097976?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115778362466097976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115778362466097976' 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besides swim and go for walks? i couldn't think of what to do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115719890956341681?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115719890956341681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115719890956341681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/115719890956341681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/115719890956341681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/09/spring-boredom.html' title='spring boredom...'/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115664733466376630</id><published>2006-08-27T12:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:55:34.673+10:00</updated><title type='text'>owie...</title><content type='html'>this morning i drove the car out of the carport into the driveway for mum cause we were running late for church and she hadn't left the house yet. then i got out of the car and shut the door...on my finger. it didn't hurt so much to start but then it got worse and worse. and i was thinking to myself that usually car door slams are supposed to hurt a lot. and i still have cold stuff on it now...4 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;so we didn't end up going to church. and mum started getting stomach cramps and a headache. so as a family we watched lano and woodley's "the island" which cheree brought from ben's last night. it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;typing with one hand is rather harder than with two...go figure.&lt;br /&gt;luckily my hurt finger is on my left hand :)&lt;br /&gt;i may go to church tonight depending on whether my finger stops hurting and i can manage to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had my hsc french speaking exam. it was ok. i think i did alright :) i was number 200. the second session started with number 119 or twenty-something. my examiner was nice. when i was done i asked her if i needed to take the tape out with me (to give to the person who collected them) and she accidentally said, "no, usually the little man comes and gets it." hehe...little man-who wasn't very small at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grosses bisses :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115612076404293829</id><published>2006-08-21T10:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T10:39:24.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to the doctors this morning and had my ears syringed. i have to go back next monday cause he couldn't get all the stuffs out of my left ear. the water was warm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115612076404293829?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115612076404293829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115612076404293829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sunset tonight, northridge vineyard's evening service. i enjoyed it. and recommend it. their pastor is very sweet and laid back :) and rather off topic. which was funny. and his off-topicness was good cause what he was talking about while he was doing a bit of a verbal wander was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;and ree got to meet ty. and we saw lots of other people we knew too. which was nice. and i want to go again. and this time lucas has to come too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lakehouse was an alright movie although the ending was not right, time wise. but i don't want to ruin it for you. if you plan seeing it, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a doctor's appointment tomorrow for my ear which is rather blocked at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off. for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115607003620408466?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115554968941850284</id><published>2006-08-14T19:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:01:29.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'>a good book and a hopefully good movie</title><content type='html'>well i finished the book i was reading today. it was good. i don't know quite what to do with it at this point, i think i have to read it again. last time i was suffering from trial-memory-loss.&lt;br /&gt;i recommend the book though. it's called "the irresistible revolution: living as an ordinary radical" by shane claiborne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night i'm going to see "the lake house" for $5 at hornsby odeon with mum. we hope it will be good. i'm looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115535206434795419</id><published>2006-08-12T13:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T13:07:44.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm...</title><content type='html'>i like porridge...tis so warm and squishy. i don't like it, however, when one is placing it from one bowl to another and it spills all over the edge and is impossible to clean up. like glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trials over...yAY! and i've pretty much finished my textiles folio and prac stuff. i got it pressed at the dry cleaners and it is all perty and the opposite of wrinkly...my brain isn't working today.&lt;br /&gt;and i got the folio printed at kwikkopy...nice lady in there. after lots of trouble converting to an a3 pdf file it was done and i walked up. oh the satisfaction...except there is a slight problem cause the numbering for one of the articles in the order of construction goes ...13. 14. 15. 29. 30.31.32.33. whoops! i think i will change it but have to be very careful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now to find a box that will fit my lovely major work, but will meet requirements for size. gah. and then ashley's partY! yay for that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to it. i have nice outfit-ness.&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;byee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115535206434795419?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115535206434795419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115535206434795419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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things which i kinda just forgot...although that always happens. so i think i did alright. judging by what mrs brown said after. so hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;in other news i keep getting behind-the-eye headaches. rather annoying when one is trying to study. and look at the computer screen. and i think i am coming down with something. feeling spaced-out sometimes. i hope it's just a cold and it will pass with the help of zinc. and lots of sleep. not going to school tomorrow cause i have no exams. on the study schedule which is in my head, i will be working on ext 1 and regular english. i hate english. then the weekend will be devoted to textiles, french listening/writing and more english. and at some point, either friday or monday, i have to see mrs cassell for more textiles major work help. and finish the darn thing.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;just the stupid hand stitched hem to go. and the buttons and the frogging on the waistcoat. and a lot of folio :(&lt;br /&gt;better start on that :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115450345123889755?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115450345123889755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115450345123889755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/115450345123889755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20081099/posts/default/115450345123889755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-down-5-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>elise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17116675390779727718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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unmotivated because we're just sick of it. i fall into the second group.&lt;br /&gt;lying in bed last night the closeness of this year being over-ness kinda hit me. the thought of next year being a reality was nice. i think for all of this year up til now i kinda didn't believe in it. but i can now confidently say..."I BELIEVE IN NEXT YEAR!!!!" how ironic if the world ended before then. or i died. ha. i'd be laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyhow...that wasn't really why i started writing this post...well it was kind of. but now i think i don't want to write what i was going to write so i will leave you there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i have a myspace now. it's www.myspace.com/leesie_loo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115373703407843842?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20081099.post-115328953697390136</id><published>2006-07-19T16:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T16:12:16.993+10:00</updated><title type='text'>catwalk</title><content type='html'>muahahaha....for those of you who know ty and want to see him in the asquith girls fashion parade at the end of this term, let me know and it can be arranged! muahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20081099-115328953697390136?l=inbordem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inbordem.blogspot.com/feeds/115328953697390136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20081099&amp;postID=115328953697390136' title='0 Comments'/><link 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looking outside wondering how we could be inside on such a beautiful day so when the sermon was about to start i snuck out the back door to go see what the kids were watching and got too caught up in the nice sunlight and decided i'd take a walk. it was good for about the first 5 mins and then the sun said goodbye. i didn't just go round the block however, like i usually do, i kept going along a street and took the long way round. cheree realised i was gone though, and after a message from her and one from mum and an accidentally missed call from mum i messaged ree back. but mum had already come looking for me. so much for spontaneity.&lt;br /&gt;luckily she went the right way round the block and i bumped into her on the way back. so she went and told ree and the three of us went for a coffee at the cafe across the road. and a banana stak. it was soooo yum :) it was 2 pieces of banana bread cut in halves and sandwiched with sliced banana and ricotta cheese in the middle and honey criss-crossed on top. sooo gud. disappeared quickly between the 3 of us. so we had a nice little chat and went back to church after to see dad and do the usual talkies-over-morning-tea thing.&lt;br /&gt;i had the wonderful opportunity (:S) to entertain emma and beth, aged 11 and 9 respectively, while they tickled and pinched me. beth kept pinching my butt. not something i'd like to repeat. although they are ok. i'm trying to be a good influence on them. being all older and cool : ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at emma's we (me, emma, lou and dan) watched a walk to remember. and i heard the lovely switchfoot songs. those being only hope, you, dare you to move and learning to breathe. switchfoot is such a good band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and some shopping be my day. i think i should start my ext1 assignment. any ideas for a plot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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