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The Existential Strepsils
August 19, 2008 by AvivaThe things you do when you’re alone, bored and have a functioning webcam
August 13, 2008 by Aviva
It’s my Cousin Itt impersonation brought on by a sudden realisation of how much reading I have to catch up on after watching too much of the Olympic synchronised divers in their budgie smugglers. Great stuff.
Creative Hibernation Mode Initiated
August 11, 2008 by AvivaWhat excitement! It is now approximately 74 days until my first end of year exam, which means that from now until a month after then I shall be spending most of my time in Mum’s study, alternately freezing my ass off and turning on the fan heater and then feeling guilty about killing the world and not planting any trees and drinking too much orange juice for my already overloaded immune system. From this vantage point (desk > window) I also have an enviable view of our demented neighbours and their Target-denim-wearing spawn, which has provided endless entertainment for many a long hour otherwise spent hunched over deceptively slim textbooks with a font size of 3. But I digress from my main point, which is: NOTHING IS HAPPENING IN MY LIFE UNTIL DECEMBER. If I do indeed manage to somehow drag myself through to graduation, then maybe I will have something vaguely interesting to write about, and more importantly, time to write the damned book. Anywho, until I’ve finished high school this blog and the rest of my life will have to go on hold so that my 13 years of schooling can be neatly summarised into a state-wide rank that will determine my tertiary study-worthiness. Blah.
Until then, enjoy these artfully sliced hunks of camembert. I know I will.
On my 18th…
August 3, 2008 by Aviva
And in even better news, Camille 2009 is half complete as of yesterday! Hurrah!
The Countdown
July 28, 2008 by AvivaAs my 18th birthday nears I have inevitably started to compile a mental list of all the things I will soon be “allowed” to do, with the help of friends and family. I had actually forgotten that some of these things, like drinking and smoking, were legally restricted, which just goes to show how futile said restrictions are in real society. Anyway, this is what I’ve got so far:
1. Getting my driver’s license
2. Drinking alcohol, pub crawling and other related booze-fuelled activities
3. Going to overage clubs and concerts
4. Smoking
5. Getting a tattoo (or five)
6. Voting in federal elections
7. Joining the army
8. Administering my own finances
9. Signing my own excursion forms and other legal documents
10. Generally countering all overprotective advice with “As a legal adult I can make my own decisions now, and if I were living in Ancient Rome I would’ve already been that for two whole years, so [insert arrogant parting comment here]“.
Now, those are the possibilities, but what will be the actualities? Well, as horrified as my parents would be if I turned up to my November exams sloshed (therefore making it an appealing prospect) and at the danger of sounding wowserish, I don’t plan to drink any alcohol at my birthday, or before my exams, or, like, ever. Don’t like the stuff. It smells bad, it wrecks your insides, and from experience I get high enough off orange juice without having to consume stronger poison. Case closed.
As for driving: with a tram, bus and train stop all within easy waking distance of my front door, I really don’t see the need to learn to drive or get a car. This may change in future, but I hope not. Nothing against being chauffeured around to interesting places, though ;)
Smoking is also a no-go. I’m already addicted to cheese, so let’s take one self-destructive habit at a time, shall we? The same goes for tattoos at the moment. Why use ink when there’s henna? (something to do with permanency, I know).
And then there’s the thoroughly unlikely prospect of me enlisting myself for the armed forces. The truth is I can’t even walk up Westbourne Grove without keeling over and gasping for breath, so marching around and learning a lot of shouty, repetitive phrases and getting deployed in the middle of artillery fire is a not a high priority on my to do list.
As for numbers 3, 6, 8, 9 and 10 — I’m looking forward to it. And as half of the US isn’t going to bother voting in their Presidential election this year, we US citizenship-holding Australians might as well pick up some of the slack. I’ve already downloaded my election ballot, and on November 4 this year, I will finally have an excuse to wear those US flag earrings I bought in Taiwan. Go figure.
