Tuesday, February 5, 2008

My Parents: Party Animals

Don’t I know it.


But in other news. I completely exhausted, wrung out, rehydrated and then wrung out again, my list of blogs to visit today. It’s so ironic, one week I can’t keep up with all the new posts by the sweet geniuses, sometimes they simply don’t come often enough! So I visited my favourite blogs favourite lists. That doesn’t make sense. I used the links of the blogs I read, namely Fashion Verbatim, Faking Good Breeding and my new favourite [not just links-wise] Daddy Likey. Twas fun.

Aaaaaaand my blogging wind is gone because a couple of my good friends are fighting and I just got the other side of the story and now I’m bummed. Catch ya later peeps, sorry for the abrupt end.

NB: Re: the title of this blog, I’ve discovered something popular within the blogosphere is to give your posts a name completely unrelated to the contents, thought I’d try it. I did actually say this one today too, how real life. Ha.

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Sunday, December 16, 2007

The Girl Who Sleeps For 15 Hours

It’s me, in case that wasn’t clear. I got up at 4 o’clock. PM! Ridiculous, I can fob it off with the explaination I’m getting sick which is true, but the fact that I’ve done it before while perfectly healthy put holes in that argument.

Aaaand while on msn today one of my friends told me that some of the girls are going to a 24 hour pancake parlour and pulling an all nighter later this week to which I said “I might be up for that.” Ironic much? My stupidness astounds even me sometimes. But life is for living, why waste it in bed?

Tomorrow I get my VCE results, 7am. A 3 or 4 digit number which basically is all I have to show for 14 years of private school education. Quite apart from the fucked concept of it, I just really want it to be O.V.E.R. So, This post is going to end here because I seem incapable of thinking about anything apart from my potentially ruined or made future.

So that was melodramatic and I don’t actually believe that but thats kind of what we’re supposed to think. Fight the establishment people.

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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

DId you miss me?

Of course not because you, for all intents and purposes, do not exist. At least not in a tangible form, one which could read and reply to this post. However, for the non-existent regular of this blog of which there were none and certainly are none now, I shall enlighten you as to the reason for my somewhat prolonged absence these last few weeks.

The most explainable is from the 1st to the 8th of December I was not sleeping enough, watching several sunrises, experimenting with midori and frangelico [though not together] and generally having a shitload of fun. Oh, and I was in Torquay with no computer. Probably could’ve opened with that. This week of galivanting and frolicking [two words I am now making an endeavour to use more frequently] is commonly known as Schoolies, the school leavers excuse to get completely shitfaced, a right of passage if you will. Enjoyed by many, survived by most, I had, for the most part, a great time. Since returning on Saturday, I’ve not yet caught up on which day of the week it is, am yet to catch up on sleep and still have a remarkably scratchy throat, I’m fairly sure I’m getting a cold. Hence I haven’t posted since I got back either.

Either its that, or I just have nothing to say.

Any earlier lack of posting was probably due to my fabulously busy life that just doesn’t stop [ha. haha.]. Though I did have a very big week after finishing exams, it was so long ago im not sure I can be bothered to delve that far into the past.

Definitely can’t be bothered.

In news now though, successfully got into a club underage [but shhh], passed my hazard perception test WOO, bought a new scarf, skirt and t-shirt and that was all in one day. Monday. I slept until 3:05pm yesterday and did I mention I was meant to start work at 3? Mmm fantastic stuff.

So now that I have successfully bored you with my babbling, my valued if non-existent readers, I must be off to shower and make a salad. Order unspecified.

Nice to meet you anyway.

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Friday, November 9, 2007

money goes bye bye.

Heres a formula for a pitiful bank balance: note that exam time=no work. therefore: exam time+sisters 21st+grad ball+best friends 18th+schooliesUndecided bank balance.


My bank card got a work out today for sure, this time for my sister. A lot of her present isn’t a surprise but I’d rather get her stuff I know she wants. The surprise stuff is stuff I know she wants too though lol. To compensate for this expenditure which is unavoidable, [my sister and I actually get along, shocking I know], I have been economising in the graduation ball department. My dress, which I got as a fluke the other day, was a measly $37 which I was so chuffed with I could barely hold the excitement in [picture below]. I’ll be able to wear it quite a lot too, what more could a girl want. Also, today I visited trusty diva for jewellery, a ring and a cuff bangle for a respectable $15. I am reusing my formal shoes which I love anyway and I am officially tres happy.


The most irreversable aspect of that equation up there, is the exam time thing. The reason for all my woes and troubles, it’s also the reason for the sporadic posts I’ve been doing. I think I should get some sort of award for my skill at delaying study. Especially interesting because I’ve had 3 exams [of 6] and I still haven’t done the study for them…
Haha. My wit astounds me. It’s true at least for the one today, maths [hence the formula] number 1 of 2 this one was without a calculator and the ‘easier’ of the two. I’m doomed.

As I live through this nightmare my posts may suffer but the light is getting closer everyday. I’ll do my very best. 3 people visited this blog last weekend. As you, dear reader, are now. Even if you never come back, I hope I entertained you, even for a short while. It was nice to meet you anyway.
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Friday, November 2, 2007

Mr Happy [and I have the toy to prove it]

I had my first exam today, not counting my french oral which was about a month ago. English, in which one must write so much ones hand hurts and force ones brain to function at a speed never again required by human kind. An exercise of futility in and of itself, but after all, without a good ENTER score I. AM. NOTHING. Or so the education system would have you believe, along with my parents [read: my mum]. I’m just glad I never have to think about the effect of rhetorical questions or the motivations of Thomas More ever again.


However, I have a Mr Happy toy and for that, I am grateful. It’s a signature toy thing so thats nice for the memories and all that rot. Fun stuff.

I was wondering, what with all this blog writing bizzo, I’ve discovered that there are countless blogs out there about blogging. As in, people giving other people advice on how to write blogs. I find this ironic, not sure about you. I visited galadarling.com just before and it amazes me, the amount of people who ask a complete stranger advice about anything, and I mean anything, when all she did was start writing a good blog! Which begs the question, all those successful blogs out there, what was on them before they were successful enough for people to ask the writer questions? Gala, for example, seems like a perfectly charming individual with a strong sense of self and a penchant for taking photos of herself [not that theres anything wrong with that]. However, I myself am an at least somewhat charming individual [or so I like to think] with a sense of self stronger than many my age and penchant for taking photos of myself, then deleting them. So why does she have a successful blog? Not that I’m complaining about the lack of success of this blog, because right from the beginning I never actually expected this to go anywhere. This discussion is purely philosophical and just cause I find it interesting and this is my slice of cyberspace, so if you don’t like it, go find one you do, or make your own there is plenty to go round. But it was nice to meet you anyway.
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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

fluro

i mean, are you kidding me???

For crying out loud, walk past most high street stores and you’ll see their window bedecked in fluro EVERYTHING. From jewellery to tights, and my PERSONAL favourite, slogan tees, fluro is everywhere. and id like to pose the question. Where the hell did it all come from?

Most fashion trends come from celebrities like sienna miller, mischa barton, nicole richie etc etc etc blah blah blah. Walk into your nearest Sportsgirl and you’ll find kate moss’ short shorts from not last tuesday but the one before you know? Cause we’ve all met her personally, or may as well have considering how well some people seem to know her wardrobe.  Its all well and good though, inspiration has to come from somewhere right? Also its the high end designers who we see rip offs of in our stores. But really, fluro?? Some things are meant for the 80s and the catwalk. And thats it. Please. Or else we’re all going to have to start wearing sunglasses inside like the fully sick hip hopper too cool for school cats that we are.

For this party I was going to last weekend [theme: fluro retro], I ventured into the new Supre store on Bourke St Mall in the Melbourne CBD for something fluro to add to this sweet as sunshine yellow high waisted skirt I bought at Savers. Now this shop is HUGE and I mean HUGE. I lost my friend in there for no joke 10 or 15 minutes and theres about 25 change rooms. It’s got its own redcarpet and ‘door bitch’ who was in fact male on this particular day. The shop is basically black on the inside but you don’t have to worry about seeing clearly cause the fluro shit everywhere creates enough light for most of Melbourne to see by! Now fluro is bad bad bad. But you know what, theres nothing worse than a slogan tee, untill you make it fluro. Now not all slogan tees are terrible, I do give credit to some designers but Supre really doesn’t fall in that category. I don’t care how much you ‘heart’ your boyfriend, or that your having a ‘bad hair day’ [when clearly you got up 15 mins early to do your hair extra nicely so you could wear that top and everyone would look at your hair]!!! Its fashion for the masses, completely disposable, and in 5 years, hell in 6 months i guarantee you will be looking back at yourself saying WHAT WAS I THINKING. Fluro is [hopefully] only going to be around for 30 seconds, and for my sake I really hope the inane slogan tees the year 7s and 8s at my school seem so enamoured with, go with it.

Quite apart from the basic ugliness of fluro clothing, ITS. NOT. FLATTERING. Show me someone who actually looks good with fluro yellow, green or orange next to their skin and ill give you…something fluro! Though I’m sure there are those who pull it off, I really don’t see why you’d want to when theres so much other, much more wearable and less blinding fashion out there. And god forbid anyone things fluro yellow tights are flattering, and those lurex metallic leggings are full on enough, acid yellow??? Spare me.

So here are my rules for how/when to wear the latest trend: fluro, though you quite possibly need your head examined:

1.  if your going to a retro party.

2. if your going to a fluro party.

3. if, like me last sunday, your going to a fluro retro party.

4. if your under 10.

5. if your male and can pull of that im so cool i didnt even look at this tshirt before i bought it and threw it on over my [probably skinny and female] jeans and still managed to look soooo hip. [though a vintage tee would be even better]

and for those sad sad people who just wear trends cause they’re trends and they have to, stick to accessories, preferably the plastic resin type bangles and rings which are small enough they won’t blind everyone you see. [and if they're not fluro can actually be really cool].

 

If I believed in god, the fashion victims who wear fluro leggings and the like, would be in my prayers tonight. 

 

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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

men. boy. guys. males.

They cause so much FREAKIN problems, I’m pretty young and so boys or whatever you may call them have been an on and off influence over my life but rarely a major one. This, seems to be changing. I go to an all girls school which makes it a bit different I guess but still. Several of my friends, myself included have just had minor to major problems in their respective minor or major relationships and its enough to blow your mind.

 Why are guys so terrible at breaking up with a girl? It makes no difference how long the couple has been together, they’re shit at it. Or, the actual break up is okay but then afterwards they change their mind about friendship and it becomes something ridiculously over dramatic and un-necessary. IT REALLY SHOULDN’T BE THIS HARD.

okay, rant status: over. 

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