Kids. On. Overload.

If I press on a particular part of my laptop it makes a clicking sound. I do believe this noise isn't supposed to occur...

I crave chips and gravy.

I learnt about DNA transcription, cultural psychology, ethics in public health, and the composition of semen today.

I have now watched 2 episodes of Glee. I can't believe I didn't get into it earlier. It's great. :)

My favourtie website of the week: ifshoescouldkill.com ♥

Starting uni at 2pm is great, I can stay up late because I can sleep in... But I'm going to bed anyway.

I had fun being 'lost' for Catherine's media project today, and eating her mum's scrumptious pasta bake. Mmmmmm. (oh, and also healing Shazz's face after she broke Catherine's car window with it.)

^This be the contents of my brain. Heat for 3-4 minutes on high. Serve with chocolate brownie ice-cream.

Nearing the end of the semester. Happyface.

4 months later... :)

So maybe I haven't blogged in over four months... No excuse. I'm just lame. :D

So today began wonderfully, with running so as to not miss my train, then DNA replication lecture and chocolate milk.

In the middle part, hanging out with my favourite boy :) <3

Then ending with eating lamingtons and playing hangman with my mum, then watching Good News Week.

And tomorrow will go: doing all my washing from the last two weeks, a few hours of uni, then coming home and sleeping.

Yeah I'm boring. Boring and lame. You love it :)

Can't-remember-how-she-used-to-end-her-blogsface.

I admire creative people.

I am not creative :(

(Ten.) Seriously.

I'll realise I haven't blogged for a few days and I don't do anything about it because I know that if I do blog I will just say "la la la la I love Summer" for the 100th time.

*sigh* you creative kids have it easy.

An update on my life perhaps?

Haha. That's not really interesting either, these days at least.

I have two kinds of days.

Day#1. Wake up. Work. Beach. Facebook. Sleep.

Day#2. Wake up. Beach. Facebook. Work. Facebook. Sleep.

Yeah. Cept Sundays.

Sunday. Wake up. Church. Facebook. Work. Facebook. Sleep.

I need a life. Hurry up Uni. Come here NOW :/

Gah. Bored(and not particularly interesting)face.

You know it's summer when

Your boardies have been hanging in your bathroom for a week doubling as your towel.

There is sand and toblerone crumbs through your bed.

Going to the movies being suggested immediately makes you think of the cool air-condtioning on your skin.

You are following a strict chicken 2 minute noodles and leftover candy canes diet.

You only have thongs and work shoes lying by the front door.

...

I know it was getting damn hot for a while there but I love summer. Sunscreenface.

Lazy Summer Days.

Banana Paddle Pops and cold chicken sandwhiches.
Waves lapping up at my dangling feet.
Sun on my shoulders, salt in my hair.

It feels like this is the start of one awesome year.

Mmm. Movie moments are best lived out in reality.

Summer and dairy treats flavoured with pentyl enthanoate. Loveandhappyface.

2009

When life gives you lemons, learn some magic and make strawberry milk.

Then walk around with a pink milk moustache.

Speaking of moustaches, Moustachette! Haha.

I am yelling at a bee!

(Yes, dear. I realise I am copying you. This can just be payback for you spamming my post.)

Oh 2009, 2009, where for art thou?

A year of coffee addictions, literature quotations.
A year of tears and fears and beers and Lears.
A year of free lessons that could have been much better spent.
A year of SENIORS, splashed across our chests.
A year of aging and maturing... and evidently lying.
A year of pure madness, pure insanity, pure joy.

(Also a year of damn good television a la TBYG ♥)

2009. I'm-kinda-sad-that-now-it's-overface.

Rubik's Cube, Rollerskates

iPods, Dire Straits
Harry Potter, fluffy toys
Paris Hilton kissing boys
Space hopper, Hippy
Adam Ant, playing Wii
Techno, Disco
iSnack 2.0
Farnsey, Barnsey
80's pop, Hip-hop
Sergeant Pepper, and the Doors
Woodstock, Star Wars
Beehives, McEnroe
Emo, Tivo
Talkin' bout Your Gen
Brand new in 2010

So maybe I don't know all the words... but I turn that ad up everytime it's on.

TBYG ♥. Happyface.

... :O EEEEEEEEEEEEPPPP. There's an extended version...???!!!

Bacon

I can smell bacon. But not even good bacon.

It's not that delicious smell that wakes you up on Sunday morning and you realise a yummy breakfast will await you if you are willing to drag yourself out of bed.

It's the chemically, artificial, horrid smell of those bacon flavoured biscuits. Oh, how I hate bacon flavoured biscuits.

In non-meat related news, number 14 on my chocolate advent calender is a lantern.

It's funny (to me at the very least). When my mum bought advent calenders for my sisters but not me, I put on the sad act and acted all devastated that I was apparently "too old" for an advent calender until Mum went back out and bought me one. Now that I have it, I only eat out of it about as often as I blog.

I suppose that's why only kids get them. Us oldies don't have enough time to keep up to date with them. However, on the upside, forgetting about the advent calender means that when you do remember it you get 4 or 5 at a time. :)

Oh being old is grand, as is being in love.

*sigh* I wish you weren't so shy. That would make my cowardice less of an issue. All yesterday I considered just e-mailing you but I can't do that. That's would be the easy coward's way out.

'Aimee, you are a coward...'

Shut up voice.

I can still smell bacon. Nose-wrinkled-up-in-disgustface.

How to...

tell that your parents are even more addicted to Facebook than you are.

Dad: "Why aren't you eating your capsicum?"
Aimee: "I'm not really a fan of capsicum." /flicks more to the side of plate
Dad: "Then maybe you should join..."

I look up at my dad to see him grinning from ear to ear.

Facebook references are even better when made by parents.

It's been almost two weeks since I blogged last. That's like half a month!

Yikes! I fail. So here is what has happened since...

I graduated, and there isn't really a point in saying that I got the community service award, because my mum has already told everyone.

Eskimo #1: "Hey, did you here Aimee won the community service award?"
Eskimo #2: "Who's that?"
Eskimo #1: "Dude, I don't even know..."

Then I dressed up all fancy, strapped my ankles in for a night of discomfort and partied my way through formal. I was the mean customer who was all: "Excuse. This steak is cold."
Because it was. They served it to our table while we were out getting our photos done. Pssssshh.

Then last Saturday night I went to the Drive-In (insert giant love-heart here) and saw New Moon. The thing about it is that I saw it with 5 guys, two of them had already seen it, and it wasn't even my idea. I sadly have to say... I enjoyed the movie. Damn you Taylor "takes-his-shirt-off-and-makes-me-like-the-film" Lautner.

That reminds me... Anyone who can come to my house and say Lautner to my sister without her yelling at you like "ehhhhhhh!!! That's not how you pronounce it!!!"... I'll give you 5 bucks.

But anyway, I love the drive-in. Laying on picnic rugs, wrapped up in my friend's jumper because I forgot mine, eating candy while a determined-to-be-annoying rock constantly jabs into my hip... *sigh*

Then on Tuesday I saw Paranormal Activity. If you haven't already seen it...
DON'T SEE IT!!! It has successfully given me two nights full of nightmares.

Last night I was almost pleased that Andy decided to ring me at some ungodly hour, being the annoying goob he is. He woke me up from the worst nightmare yet.

Yesterday my car broke down. Something about the ignition modulator... I act like I'm some super cool girl who knows about cars, but really 'ignition modulator' sounds like 'lkjwasakjdsmngdhnwal' to me. :P

Finally, today I spent almost the whole day in the city. First up I had my Dental Surgery at Adelaide Uni interview (everyone cross your eyes and fingers for me).

Then Mum and I shopped till our little hearts' content. Ohh!! My Christmas shopping is all done. I'll have to let Dan know I actually bought him something... He kept asking me what I wanted for Christmas, pointing things out, asking prodding questions etc. So I had to be all: "You're not allowed to buy me anything, because I am too poor to buy you anything." *sigh* Those damn rich boys. Why do they have to be so damn adorable? So now he is allowed to spend $1.99 on me, because it's what I spent on him. :D

Hmmm. Long blog. I suppose it was necessary.

Rainy days in the city. Happyface.

Mango

Balls of feet aching for speed.
Hands freezing around a McDonald's strawberry thickshake.
Ears loving those Summer Love Songs.
Cheeks lit by flashes of moonlight between the trees.

Gosh, I love the Southern Expressway in the early hours of the morning.

Jaime's in love. Summerlovedrunkface.

(P.S. The colour of Edward Cullen's socks. Suggestions?)

a 3am string of green lights in a row

I'm Love Love Love Drunk.

You gotta love my clever combining of Heart Heart Heartbreak and Love Drunk :)

Oh!!! We set up our Christmas tree today :D

Our lounge room floor now looks like the Tinsel Monster threw up :)

Hmm.. Haven't blogged in a while. I don't really have an excuse.

My excuse would have been that for three days I went "camping" but in the end I woosed out of sleeping in the tent because of the thunder storm and we just stayed inside with the tv and facebook the whole time. Photos on facebook. :)

Lately I have been helping out a friend deliver leaflets (in truth I did this twice so far).

*swoon* I love this Boys Like Girls / Taylor Swift stuff *swoons more*

Anyway, this leaflet delivering has formed a severe severe passionate rage inside me. It's a little frightening, actually. People with small, odd-shaped, or crumbling to pieces letterboxes annoy me. Grrrrrrrrr. Get better letterboxes.

Oh. I should make up some leaflets advertsing a letterbox shop, and I'll put one in all those letterboxes for those people :)

I'm glad I have work tomorrow. There is only so much Farmtown and Dr. Phil a girl can take. I love Dr. Phil's moustache. I wanna give it a hug. Still, staying home all day is boring.

I bought my skirt for Valedictory today. I love business attire. ♥

Summer radio, fireworks of the patio. Lovedrunkface.

Arachnophobia

I feel a theme coming on...

I heard a very inspirational story today.

A guy from my church, Josh, has been doing odd jobs to try to raise money so that he can go on a mission next year. Recently he did some odd jobs for our church's pastor, Harry.

Harry wanted him to clean up one side of his house and clean the windows on that side. Knowing that there were lots of spiders down there, he armed Josh with a can of bug spray.

A while later Josh reappeared having finished that job, and handed Harry back the can of bug spray. Noticing that the can was now completely empty, Harry became suspicious of something that Josh's dad later confirmed for him.

Josh is chronically afraid of spiders.

Despite this Josh did the job he was asked to do and didn't complain once.

I really admire Josh's attitude. I think it is one that alot of people could benefit from having.

Amazing people like Josh. Inspiredface.

Lustaphobia

Thank you everyone who came to my party.
Thank you for the presents and well wishing cards.
Most of all thank you for your presence and making it an awesome day for me. :)

Hello four months of freedom. I'm going to learn a language. I'm going to take up a sport. I'm going to consider telling him how I feel. Considering is a step! :D

It never felt right calling this just friends. I am still addicted to Nothing Personal (yet).

Dah dah dah... I wanna fall so in love, with you and noone else. 'Cept I can think of one important someone else... Re-written lyrics:

I wanna fall so in love, with you (and my Lord).

Ah much better. Come over for some more muffin-baking/ beating-me-in-Scrabble-by-one-point? 239/238

Pretty sure you haven't read my blog in forever.... Dammit. If you read it all the times, I could still be a coward but use this... 'Cept if I thought you did read it, I am positive this wouldn't be here.

*sigh*

Lustaphobia. Lustingface.

Pain.

Left ankle meet right ankle.
Wrist bone meet pocketed phone.
Thighes and toes meet mosquitoes.
Back of head meet the bed.

"Aimee, that all happened today. You are so clumsy."

Despite the physical pain, my heart feels like it has been dipped in an aloe vera smoothie.

It's all about Love. Happyface.

Summer is here.

Well technically it isn't for another 19 days, but with the heatwave and almost 40 degree days, it makes it summer to me. And because I did the same last year I'm going to make the 2009 list of Aimee's summer loves :)

Last year it was Strawberry Spritz. This year I am "kickin' it ol' school" with Schweppes Traditional Raspberry flavour.

Last year it was my Gameboy Color and Pokemon Gold. This year it is me pining over my dead Gameboy Color and Pokemon Gold.

Last year it was my llama bag from Peru. This year it is my yellow dress that my sister bought me from Valleygirl two years ago and I started wearing as of yesterday :P

Plus this summer I am loving:

-driving with every single window rolled down even though I am the only one in the car.
-having my Edward-of-the-moment over to bake muffins with me.... for me
-I'm seriously addicted to games like Free Cell and Minesweeper. I am determined to conquer them.
-my iPod playlists of the Beach Boys.
-and most of all I am loving the God who gives us the opportunity to laze on the beach and drink raspberry drinks and jam to our iPods, without a care in the world about school.

*sigh* I don't know about this heat, but I sure am loving the fact that summer is right around the corner.

(Hi to: Leon and shootingatspiders)

Summer. A sunburnt happyface.

Your testosterone keeps me from loving you.

lol. This post is for you kiddo. I'd tell you you're like my own personal "Jacob" but then you'd stare at me like :wut

You know me way to well: " Aimee you brain is a bunch of hamsters on a ferris wheel" :)

Btw kiddo. Jacob is a Twilight character (I imagined you were still sitting there like :wut)

He's the best friend of the main character Bella (who I really do NOT like). In the second book he is all like: :Omelovesyou. And she is all: ;"(wahmelovescreepyvampiredude and then she is all like: :"(wahcreepyvampdon'tloveme then she is all like: i have an ingenious plan where I'll just be with Jacob cuz I trust him not to break my heart like creepyvamp even though I don't like him and am totes using him.

Like I trust you to be straight unlike my numerous Edwards. lols at my fail :D
But don't worry Edward comes back and is all: :Omelovesyoubella backoffjacob and yeah.

You are so much like Jacob my mind goes: bazillion dead hamsters. :)
Except that Jacob is a wolf when he gets super mad... Something you aren't telling me, ai?
Idk. It's like you live out in the middle of nowhere on your little farm, and you and all your friends are so enormous especially that Tyler guy. He looks all: Iamtotesabouttosityou andyouwilldie. And you are such a douchebag most of the time and your awesome to be around when you're like that, but when you get all emo I get all Grrrrbehappydammit and like Jacob understands Bella, you just get me. Like stupid stuff that I don't even realise about myself. Like on msn and you will be all: Youarefeelingthisway and even though I say I'm not, I totally am. :P

I wish Reneesme would hurry up and get here.. Wait... Ergh nooooo. (Jacob eventually falls in love with Bella's daughter, Reneesne, which has some serious issues)

My Jacob full of testosterone. ilyaafface.

A thought provoking kind of day...

First up: I really do fail at my blog upkeep. No blogs in october... I blame school.

Today was one of those days where nothing good or particularly interesting happens but it is a really good day.

My alarm woke me up at 5.50am. My mission for this summer is to regain my fitness (just like last summer's mission was : Learn to cook). I pulled on my actual running sneakers (that I haven't used since ski training in August last year) and went for my walk.

Because it took all my willpower to get out of bed, I didn't jog or even powerwalk. I just strolled along the trainline listening to the birds. I've discovered that the early morning is a really good time to think about things. First I pondered the moon and how it is in different positions in the sky and why you can sometimes see it in the day. Then I crossed over a main road and pondered how traffic lights work. Then I pondered the Jonas Brothers and how noone seems to like the oldest one and I wondered if he knew this and if it upset him. Then I tried to name all the trees and birds I saw (I failed at this pretty bad :P).

Then when I got home, I showered, got dressed, had breakfast and turned on my computer. Instead of mindless quizzes that are funny but not really intersting on facebook I came on blogger and looked at some different people's blogs. This had me in a pondering mood again. Reading interesting stories and challenging and being challenged by lots of interesting philosophies I read.

Then dinner came around all of a sudden and I decided to be difficult and have both chicken and beef in my wrap. Then I went to buy milk from the IGA and when I came home the neighbour's cat was sitting in our yard so I had some fun and chased it up the street.

(And before I forget: Hi 'loveheart' Cinderella 'loveheart')

Simple but good days. Happyface.

Jacynta's kitchen

Jesus is my saviour

Five mintues later:

Jesus is my flavour ??

Catherine, how much have you had to drink? :P

Fridge magnets are awesome. Happyface.

Facts like:

-today it is exactly one month until my birthday
and
- my candy stash is momentarily under 1 kilo heavy

have excited me into a Birthday Wish List.

*ahem*

This Birthday/Xmas I would be ecstatic to recieve:

• A video camera
• Accessories (like a tripod) for the camera
• An iPod detector
• that guy's number
• A truck load (or two) of candy because the stash currently depleted and sad-looking
• Money to put towards my "wanting a camera" fund (if above demands aren't adhered to)
• Cupcakes
• A stall at the markets so I can sell my cupboard full of old stuff.
• Pretty, shiny things
• Hugs and conversation hearts
• Davey to come to Adelaide (yes/no?)
• Blue Tack

That is everything I demand to have :)
Where did everybody go?...

Birthdays. Happyface.

Ode to Joy(less Davey)

:P

Friday afternoon I was bored so I went for a drive past your old place.

It justn't didn't seem right.

No Geelong posters in the window.
No vicious dog trying to jump over the fence to eat me alive.
And most importantly, no gangly emo inside, wrestling the remote control off of me because I had put on Disney Channel (again.)

I miss you too much kiddo, so here's the plan. You catch a plane back to Adelaide right now.

Sounds good, ai?

I miss you force feeding me so much Milo & ice-cream that I would be sick.

I miss your cat, even if it was evil. And it was! And you throwing it at me, because you are horrible. :P

I miss that time when we got thrown out of that cafe at Marion because they are horrible.

I miss how I would never learn my lesson about telling you secrets, because an hour later the people I told you not to tell knew. :P

I miss giving you bear hugs and you being like "Crap--get--off--can't--breathe--"

Miss you emo kid. Missingface.