<?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-4773000066139881755</id><updated>2012-02-13T18:27:33.773+11:00</updated><title type='text'>brought 2 u by the night haunta chika</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773000066139881755.post-4533375540673546027</id><published>2011-07-03T16:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:24:19.085+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Russian Music and Human Rights issues (with a side of the new Transformers soundtrack)</title><content type='html'>Allow me to introduce to you ...&lt;br /&gt;The SLoT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/3O1Gjx8s7Ag/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O1Gjx8s7Ag&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3O1Gjx8s7Ag&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, if you don't think that they're amazing, there is something wrong with you :D&lt;br /&gt;The SLoT are from Russia (if you couldn't tell). They have many amazing songs. You can check out their channel on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/TheSLoTmUsic"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;, their &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theslot"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt; or their &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/theSLoT"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; (or if you can read Russian, their &lt;a href="http://www.slot.ru/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;The have English versions of a few of their songs, for those out there who understand English and not Russian. But in my opinion, the Russian sounds best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for fans out there of PARAMORE (i.e. ME! and hopefully the rest of the world :D) ... they have a new song! It's called "Monster" and can be found on the "Transformers: Dark of the Moon" soundtrack. I think all the Transformers movies have great soundtracks, but this is the only one so far to combine Paramore, Skillet (another GREAT band, check them out &lt;a href="http://www.skillet.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or look them up on YouTube) and Linkin Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, onto ... POLITICS AND LAW! (Yes, you may run away screaming if you REALLY want to ... )&lt;br /&gt;The Americans have now joined the ranks of a PLETHORA of countries who allow GLBT people to serve openly. A massive step for the Americans - who would've thought that Don't Ask Don't Tell would stand for so long after GLBT rights had gone so far? Them conservative folks ...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you're interested in the story of how they managed to repeal DADT, follow the link to the &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/26315908/"&gt;Rachel Maddow Show&lt;/a&gt; (were I get heaps of American political news, it's so fun!), find the Don't Ask Don't Tell menu and select a video! (Or you could just look up dull news reports ... )&lt;br /&gt;Well done, America! (And to you, Obama, for pressing the issue). Human rights is a VERY important issue. And one I LOVE researching - I have a number of United Nations conventions saved to my USB :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yas later! (And DO look up at LEAST The SLoT - they are AMAZING)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4533375540673546027?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4533375540673546027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4533375540673546027' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4533375540673546027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4533375540673546027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/russian-music-and-human-rights-issues.html' title='Russian Music and Human Rights issues (with a side of the new Transformers soundtrack)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1004405840845922187</id><published>2010-12-18T13:32:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:49:44.487+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter me, dramatic fashion</title><content type='html'>I'm not dead!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, if I was ... you wouldn't be having the joy of listening to me right now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much you guys have missed out on. So I'll describe the highlights of the year:&lt;br /&gt;- EFY in Canberra&lt;br /&gt;- Getting back to school and seeing everyone&lt;br /&gt;- Awesome holiday at a resort in Salamandar Bay&lt;br /&gt;- I discovered roller derby!!!!! (More on that later)&lt;br /&gt;- Getting my own skates&lt;br /&gt;- School Certificate (not that I'd call it a highlight, though)&lt;br /&gt;- Australia dominated hockey in the Commonwealth Games :D&lt;br /&gt;- Playing for three hockey teams this year :D&lt;br /&gt;- Paramore came to Australia!&lt;br /&gt;- Driving ... hehehe&lt;br /&gt;- And now ... we have a week to Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure doesn't feel like a week til Christmas. No way. But I know that when I wake up on Christmas Day, I'll probably still be the first one up. Cos that's what happened last year, and the year before ... It didn't feel like Christmas until I woke up, full of energy, first one up as I always am on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas list:&lt;br /&gt;- Outdoor skate wheels!&lt;br /&gt;And some books, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome music that came out this year:&lt;br /&gt;- The Cat Empire's latest album, "Cinema"&lt;br /&gt;- Short Stack's song "Planets"&lt;br /&gt;- The McClymonts' latest album "Wrapped Up Good" (country music, lol)&lt;br /&gt;- Eminem's latest album, "Recovery"&lt;br /&gt;- Jimmy Eat World's latest album, "Invented"&lt;br /&gt;- Bat For Lashes feat. Beck's "Let's Get Lost" (it's on the Eclipse Soundtrack ...)&lt;br /&gt;- Eurovision 2010!!!!!! SO MANY GOOD SONGS!!!!!! Especially Lena, lol. And InCulto (watch InCulto's entry. You will NOT regret it :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-u3sMy22qp0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-u3sMy22qp0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't make a list of movies, cos I only went to the cinemas twice this year. I never go that often, which doesn't bother me one bit. But I must say, "Resident Evil: Afterlife" rocked my socks off. And "Despicable Me" was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And there's a movie coming out next year by Joss Whedon! :D&lt;br /&gt;There's also gonna be a Buffy movie too, apparently, but that probably won't be that good. Joss Whedon isn't in on it. So I refuse to call it canon!&lt;br /&gt;Oh - Buffy season 8 is comic form :D And so is Angel's latest season. SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. New topic. ROLLER DERBY.&lt;br /&gt;It began in late 1800's and early 1900's as an endurance race on skates (quads, cos they were the only skates they had back then). In the 1930's Leo Seltzer emphasised the physical contact and the teamwork of it ... and it became very much like pro wrestling. It was very popular entertainment during the Depression, but when TV appeared, interest died out.&lt;br /&gt;In early 2000's, the roller derby was reborn. Responsibility for this rebirth is spread among a few leagues, but the most often contributed to the &lt;a href="http://www.txrd.com/"&gt;TXRD Lonestar Rollergirls&lt;/a&gt; (from Texas). In a very short time, this sport has spread all over the world - I'm not gonna try to count how many leagues there are in the US but Australia has at least 50.&lt;br /&gt;These days, most "bouts" are played on a flat track, but there are some banked track leagues. Emphasis is on the athletic aspect - no scripted action whatsoever. However, players still enjoy dressing up for bouts ("boutfits") and taking awesome names (e.g. "Demonica Mars", "Rushin' Revolution").&lt;br /&gt;For an explanation of the rules, see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2W2b1WBmm4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2W2b1WBmm4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a league here in Newy! &lt;a href="http://www.newcastlerollerderby.org.au/news.php"&gt;Newcastle Roller Derby League&lt;/a&gt;. I've been along to their social skates on Saturdays, and I've been to a bout. Totally awesome bout it was :D&lt;br /&gt;If you want to watch some action over the net, I'd recommend &lt;a href="http://www.gothamgirlsrollerderby.com/"&gt;Gotham Girls Roller Derby&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://www.nyc.gov/html/nycmg/nyctvod/html/home/_gotham_girls_roller_derby.html"&gt;bouts&lt;/a&gt;.  GGRD is an AWESOME league - they came first in the WFTDA's championships in '08 and third this year. (The WFTDA is the association that makes most of the rules etc for most flat track leagues in the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall wrap up here. You should have a lot on your mind now :D&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1004405840845922187?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1004405840845922187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1004405840845922187' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1004405840845922187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1004405840845922187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-not-dead-yeah-if-i-was.html' title='Enter me, dramatic fashion'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773000066139881755.post-197449311856330326</id><published>2010-01-31T10:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:45:19.446+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey everybody!</title><content type='html'>School is back.&lt;br /&gt;Back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's just focus on the holidays! XD&lt;br /&gt;Mine were all lazy until the last week. I went to Canberra then. SOOOOOOOOO fun. Me and heapsa people from my church from all around NSW and Canberra (plus a few from Melbourne) rented out the uni dorms and some of their facilities and had the time of our lives! (Despite the 6:30 wake-ups, lol.) Everything from a bit of scripture study to late-night dances to cheer-offs. And lol, I wonder how they got all the pizza for the pizza night - at least 350 pizzas wouldn't fit in ONE car ... plus how would you make them all???!!!&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was the weather. The first day was totally FREEZING. The next day started out cold but ended up boiling hot. The next day was even more boiling hot. And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ... it was great to be back and to see my friends. And talk. I don't think the white shirts got old all day. And I don't think driving is gonna get old for AGES. XD&lt;br /&gt;Plus this year we have a few awesome topics in our subjects. Like gothic fiction! We're probably gonna read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Raven&lt;/span&gt;, finally - I've been wondering what all the hype about it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I got the tab for one of my most favourite guitar pieces ever ... =] I couldn't find it, but then my dad decides to show off and get it for me ... and then hide it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I have it now! Now I just need to cut my nails ... they're too long for playing guitar. I tried yesterday and failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, see y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-197449311856330326?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/197449311856330326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=197449311856330326' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/197449311856330326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/197449311856330326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-everybody.html' title='Hey everybody!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4914823643801195045</id><published>2009-12-14T16:23:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:57:35.076+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Brainless Banter</title><content type='html'>A LOOOOOONG assembly was held today, where we got our school reports and some awards. And we also got given a lecture once AGAIN on how to sing the school song 'properly'. Funny, before the current principal came around, no-one cared about the cymbal-clash part and we most certainly didn't get stern tellings-off for it. But anyway, was totally worth it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh STILL doing work - it's the END OF THE SCHOOL YEAR ALREADY. No need for work cos we have TWO DAYS LEFT. And a lot of the teachers are missing anyway! SO NO NEED FOR WORK!&lt;br /&gt;Especially quizzes about refugees. I mean, BORING. But it was funny discussing with Puzzle what could happen if we let all the refugees into Australia without detaining and checking them out first. Like, major political / civil / international unrest, much worse economy / unemployment rates / homelessness rates / crime rates, etc ...&lt;br /&gt;We totally got into it and Australia ended up being invaded by America. I can't exactly remember how we got there, but we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, holidays very soon. And I actually have stuff planned that will most likely go into motion, unlike every other holiday plan I've had. Lol. But first off my grandma will want me to finish off that quilt ... :( So sick of it right now. Sewing machines and pins don't like me. And the feeling is pretty mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have yet ANOTHER budgie - there are now FIVE budgie residents in the house. And I'm taking care of TWO now cos our latest one is sick. He has chlamidophila. If you really want to know what that is, look it up. I'm sick of it already.&lt;br /&gt;But it's sorta cool having two budgies in my room now. Except for all the extra cleaning and maintenance and when they fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last hockey game this Friday, and then I have to wait for next year sometime for Winter season. Which will be totally awesome cos it's back to serious competition, training, teams ... ahhhh. I've missed that, getting stuck with the U/15s and not playing actual proper hockey with people I know and all have good skill. Not just one or two but ALL.&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah - thanks to Stuchy who reminded me of 30 Seconds to Mars' new CD. Totally need to get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11 days til Christmas ... SCARY. All looking forward to it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4914823643801195045?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4914823643801195045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4914823643801195045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4914823643801195045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4914823643801195045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/brainless-banter.html' title='Brainless Banter'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1372530622440280732</id><published>2009-12-04T23:31:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:59:36.953+11:00</updated><title type='text'>(Not) Dead - O_O Don't tell me I'm undead plz!</title><content type='html'>O-kizay folks.&lt;br /&gt;(Cough, splutter, cough).&lt;br /&gt;FINE THEN. Hello everyone, and today on the show -&lt;br /&gt;I give up. Just pretend I had a really cool greeting ok? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, yearlies and all over, now it's just the wait for the end of the year. And reports too, I guess, if you REALLY need those oldies to tell ya how "well" you can do [insert coughing fit here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I hate this headache and feeling sick. But even worse is watching footage post-Hiroshima-bombing. It really makes you hate whoever was American President at the time (I THINK it was Truman but I'm not sure). Worse yet, after they's seen what had happened, they let loose an even STRONGER bomb on Nagasaki.&lt;br /&gt;If you really ARE pro-nuclear weaponry, take a look at that footage. It made me wanna throw up, seeing what radiation can do. People were literally falling apart at the seams - skin, hair, body parts coming off ... and it happened to everyone. Not just the soldiers. The non-combatants ... their women and children ... it was totally against the rules of war, whether written or not, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it'd be funny to think that the song "Evacuate the Dance Floor" is so big here if you hadn't heard it. Cos usually foreign songs don't make it big here, unless of course it's from the UK or USA. But Cascada is GERMAN. I'm serious. But what's annoying me NOW is that totally awesome songs from other countries haven't made it big here. Oh sure, ABBA and Roxette were Swedish, The Rasmus are Finnish, etc ... But have you heard of people like Marit Larsen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I should stop making a big deal out of small things like that and make more of a deal about stuff like the one before. Just to make sure people don't make the same mistake over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's read a Sarah Dessen book, did you like it? Cos her books look good, I just have yet to read them XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can all relate to this song in some way. Cos we're not all perfect and there are times were we just sit and wait for better days, or try to find reasons and meanings and ways to make it better.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Rasmus&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In The Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No sleep&lt;br /&gt;No sleep until I am done with finding the answer&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Won't stop before I find a cure for this cancer&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I feel I going down and so disconnected&lt;br /&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am haunted to be wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows all my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrows all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say&lt;br /&gt;That i must learn to kill before i can feel safe&lt;br /&gt;But I&lt;br /&gt;I rather kill myself then turn into their slave&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I should go and play with the thunder&lt;br /&gt;Somehow&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna stay and wait for a wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows all my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrows all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I been walking walking in circles, watching waiting for something&lt;br /&gt;Feel me touch me heal me, come take me higher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows all my time&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrows all my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching&lt;br /&gt;I've been living for tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shadows&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1372530622440280732?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1372530622440280732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1372530622440280732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1372530622440280732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1372530622440280732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/not-dead-oo-dont-tell-me-im-undead-plz.html' title='(Not) Dead - O_O Don&apos;t tell me I&apos;m undead plz!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7908852819406339430</id><published>2009-11-15T17:14:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:29:48.631+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you get if you cross onion and baked beans? Tear gas!</title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yum ... fresh cinnamon muffins are the BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yearlies this week. Why?&lt;br /&gt;And then after yearlies, there'll be like, nothing to do for some subjects. So school is gonna go from overloaded with work and stress to overloaded with boredom, people incessantly talking to each other and lack of work.&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the budgies are moulting now - there are feathers EVERYWHERE. Which is fine, so long as they don't get in my bags or my bed or my mouth. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Something which annoys me about birds is that they poo ANYWHERE. Like on you, for example. But the thing is, they've pooed on me FIVE TIMES and no-one else in my family has gotten pooed on. GRRRRRRR. And so they all laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh sure, it's funny - AFTER you've washed it all out.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny how listening to different types of music can make a situation feel so different (or at least, how you feel about the situation). Like, play some real upbeat music and you'll feel invincible, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new phone on Thursday, a pretty cool one too. Even though it's a Nokia (I WAY prefer the Sony Ericsson programming - my previous phone was SE). I liked my old phone though! But it's buttons were going funny - you had to press them a million times before they decided to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I better quit now, I'm really just mindlessly typing words on the screen (I was goona say putting random words to paper, lol, but ew, what a cliche!).&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7908852819406339430?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7908852819406339430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7908852819406339430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7908852819406339430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7908852819406339430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-do-you-get-if-you-cross-onion-and.html' title='What do you get if you cross onion and baked beans? Tear gas!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8759035589085826962</id><published>2009-10-25T13:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:59:53.736+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Listening to incessant chirping ... lol</title><content type='html'>Well I'm (not) dead.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a job!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MONEY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For telling lil U/13s what to do!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I'm doing hockey umpiring for lil kids. And getting money for it (... I think ... lol). Cool deal.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started yet but I will this week - someone's got to email me the times they're playing and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, coolios. And plus if I stuff up it won't matter too much cos&lt;br /&gt;1) Summer comp is not anywhere NEAR as important as Winter comp - in the summer we only play so the hockey fields don't get permanently closed and we don't have to play on grass fields&lt;br /&gt;2) This comp is abnormally short as they're stopping it short to re-turf the fields&lt;br /&gt;3) It's only lil kids&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only a few days til my birthday. Not like I'm counting or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. The last few years I've woken up and gone about the day without remembering it's my birthday ... until someone goes "BIRTHDAY GIRL!!!!!!!!!" Do any of yas know how ANNOYING little sisters get??????&lt;br /&gt;I think I know what my prezzies are. Even though my mum refuses to show me. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's back ... Ergh. And we're pretty much all cramming cos of yearlies soon. And assignments are getting done. So what on Earth will we be doing for the WEEKS that we aren't doing any work? Seriously, it's gonna get boring.&lt;br /&gt;Not the best of terms, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, the holidays ... I didn't do much, except for a camp in Gloucester, but let me tell you, when it's pouring and your tent waterproofing has given up, it gets very interesting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm going on an insulin pump at some point or another. The needle ratio is 15:1. I'm having heaps less needles. Plus if there's heapsa sugar around (which there has been the past few days ... ) it's a lot easier to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school laptops are pretty cool. And I am soooooo in love with that program, OneNote. What a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now. See yas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8759035589085826962?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8759035589085826962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8759035589085826962' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8759035589085826962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8759035589085826962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/10/listening-to-incessant-chirping-lol.html' title='Listening to incessant chirping ... lol'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5002236943570410227</id><published>2009-09-23T16:42:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T16:55:28.530+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thing that worked like HG Wells' radio production of some story</title><content type='html'>Well today Earth got invaded by Martians and they started terraforming the planet.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was just a freak dust storm. NO aliens, NO attack from Middle Eastern etc countries, NO end of the world. Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thank you peoples who live around Lake Eyre for donating such a marvellous colour this morning. (Apparently the red colour was cos there's heapsa iron in the dust and it was soaking up all the blue of the spectrum ... therefore leaving a lot of reddy stuff for us to look at. No I didn't already know this, I went onto the Sydney Morning Herald site).&lt;br /&gt;For those people who stayed at home cos they were scared, or think it's the end of the world - you SAD people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah - beware QLDers - apparently it's heading for yas now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, when I was on that SMH website, I found out that the ozone hole is shrinking (yay!) and that some woman stabbed her two daughters to death (about 30 stabs per girl).&lt;br /&gt;What a sick, twisted, awful, horrifying woman. Damn right am I glad she's in jail til she's 72. And that she's not my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get our laptops next Thursday, apparently. FINALLY. And Warners Bay High has had them for like, FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that walruses - Nah just kidding. (You'll only get it if you've seen 50 First Date)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yas. Cos you know, the world hasn't ended?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5002236943570410227?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5002236943570410227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5002236943570410227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5002236943570410227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5002236943570410227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-thing-that-worked-like-hg-wells.html' title='Another thing that worked like HG Wells&apos; radio production of some story'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1248463149686152651</id><published>2009-09-05T11:59:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T12:14:22.332+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yr 9 laptops are taking their time getting to their rightful owners</title><content type='html'>Hey all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, aren't game cheat codes fun? We have a few games with cheat codes. And for some of them, there's a code that will kill ya, no matter what. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Warners Bay High has their laptops. I WANT MY LAPTOP! Lol. Mostly I just don't wanna be left hanging, what with NO-ONE knowing when we'll be getting them.&lt;br /&gt;This sub VA teacher yesterday went on about the pros and cons of them. Ugh, art has been so dull. We're not doing much interesting stuff. I want to learn how to do stuff I want to, not just do all things random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, science is really dull atm too. Making circuits. YAWN.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite subject at the moment ... would actually be Maths. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... the two hockey teams I played for lost their semis last night, but my field team might still be in it - we're playing in another semi next week. Hopefully we win and totally smash Central West in the grand final, like we shoulda done last night. Instead, we were drawing 1-1 all through overtime, until the VERY last minute we'd be allowed ... when they scored :(&lt;br /&gt;But I DO like my new stick :) Amart at Glendale is closing down and all hockey stuff was half-price, so Dad bought me a nice new compound stick, instead of the usual easily-dented wood sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming Wednesday is rego day for summer comp Ultimate Frisbee near the netball courts at Newcastle Sportsground, if anyone's interested. Not sure what time, but I do know they train at a little past 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, see yas all later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1248463149686152651?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1248463149686152651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1248463149686152651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1248463149686152651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1248463149686152651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/09/yr-9-laptops-are-taking-their-time.html' title='Yr 9 laptops are taking their time getting to their rightful owners'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5109256871599249982</id><published>2009-08-09T15:29:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:46:30.151+10:00</updated><title type='text'>"Science is golden"</title><content type='html'>Long time, no see.&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's absolutely nothing to write about. NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;Well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse and Paramore's new albums come out this month. Muse's is in just a few days, Paramore's is at the end of the month. I've heard both bands' latest singles, and they're definitely ... growing. Not changed all that much, but growing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I found the Living End's rarity CD. Unfortunately for me it comes with the 'collectors edition' of White Noise ... I already have White Noise so there's pretty much no point in getting it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been enjoying the new science topic, what with stuff I know heaps about. What really has been annoying me is that the teacher REALLY doesn't know how to explain some things ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there are FOUR types of diabetes - Type 1 diabetes mellitus, Type 2 diabetes mellitus, MODY (mature onset diabetes in the young - a 'mellitus' type and so far has 9 subtypes) and diabetes insipidus (which concerns totally different processes etc to the others).&lt;br /&gt;Just to show off.&lt;br /&gt;Pah. It's only cos I get so annoyed when people just say diabetes. It's FAR too general.&lt;br /&gt;And I only found out about MODY cos I was researching something for science, and insipidus cos I was flicking through a bio dictionary Dad had shown me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5109256871599249982?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5109256871599249982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5109256871599249982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5109256871599249982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5109256871599249982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/08/science-is-golden.html' title='&quot;Science is golden&quot;'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6911525993381074396</id><published>2009-07-17T13:39:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:04:54.686+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily dosage of randomness, but at least it's useful</title><content type='html'>Huh. For those lactose intolerant peoples out there, you can get tablets with lactase enzymes in them. Which means, basically, you can have milk and other dairy products without feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;But personally, I'd just prefer to stay away fom lactose. I don't relish the thought of having a tablet pretty much every time I wanna have some milk or icecream or a fair bit of chocolate or whatever. And also, the proper stuff is mint. Another deterrant. Yes, the KID'S stuff is strawberry, but ...&lt;br /&gt;What lactose intolerance is, is simply that the body can't break down and therefore use lactose. So the lactose is in there, doing nothing, and the body doesn't like that. So you feel sick. What the tablets do is introduce a source enzymes capable of breaking the lactose down so it is usable.&lt;br /&gt;That's the technical side of the matter. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I hate about all this new medical stuff, actually pretty much ANY medical stuff, is that people seem to try and force it on you. And that's one thing I hate - people trying to override my control of myself. Which, to think of it, may be why I get into trouble most of the time. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays are progressing ... with me still sick - coughing a fair bit and still going through plenty of tissues. But ... I do have my voice back!!!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You people that have read the Artemis Fowl books know that there are those code things at the bottom of each page. Well, decoding the fairy and centaur ones was easy, hardly anything to it. I'd been at a loss on the one in 'The Eternity Code' for ages ... until I looked at the dedication page!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe ... lol.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm partway through that one. But this one looks like the most boring message in all of them. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has the first two 'High School Musical' dvds ... but you know what? I STILL haven't seen more than half of them. Yay for me! Resisting the evil. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's also evil? The controls in the Xbox 'Star Trek' game. Thanks to them, I can't get past the first level, and my dad finished the game ages ago. So him and me are tied for the amount of Xbox games we've finished. :(&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there's this game, 'MechAssault 2', that I've finished and no-one else has. It's an easyish level, but it really does your hand in in the end. So I still have bragging rights for that game ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's just about the amout of random stuff I have in store for you guys today. See yas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6911525993381074396?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6911525993381074396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6911525993381074396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6911525993381074396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6911525993381074396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-dosage-of-randomness-but-at-least.html' title='Daily dosage of randomness, but at least it&apos;s useful'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-50650394171731995</id><published>2009-07-16T13:33:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T13:39:38.360+10:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!!</title><content type='html'>Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's HOLIDAYS people ... where you can do pretty much whatever you want 'within reason'. Unfortunately I don't have much reason ... lol.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still a bit sick!!!!! It's not fair!!!!! But I'm happy to announce I can shout - my voice is back!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happening atm. Just time at home, really, when I can't escape (lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heads Will Roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Yeah Yeah Yeahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;On the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glitter on the wet streets&lt;br /&gt;Silver over everything&lt;br /&gt;The river's all wet&lt;br /&gt;You're all cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dripping with alchemy&lt;br /&gt;Shiver stop shivering&lt;br /&gt;The glitter's all wet&lt;br /&gt;You're all chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men cry out&lt;br /&gt;Girls cry out&lt;br /&gt;The men cry out&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;br /&gt;Heads will roll&lt;br /&gt;On the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking glass&lt;br /&gt;Take the past&lt;br /&gt;Shut your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glitter on the wet streets&lt;br /&gt;Silver over everything&lt;br /&gt;The glitter's all wet&lt;br /&gt;You're all chrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;br /&gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;br /&gt;Off with your head&lt;br /&gt;Dance until you're dead&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-50650394171731995?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/50650394171731995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=50650394171731995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/50650394171731995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/50650394171731995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/off-with-your-head.html' title='OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!!!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8479653445719795196</id><published>2009-07-08T22:41:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:23:31.262+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What the world needs ... is more ME!</title><content type='html'>Ok. The world needs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Less Michael Jackson mania. Seriously. Come on peoples, heaps of people die every single day, and what makes one life so much more important than them? I thought every life was equal here ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More classics. So I can read them. And have access to them. I really wanna read Wuthering Heights but my library doesn't have it! How weird (and stupid) is that?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A little less talk, a little more action, please". Come on. Stimulate the economy already. Dramatically reduce carbon emissions already. Make peace already. Stop making so many nuclear warheads and using them already. Put more money into medicine and education and research already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More lols. Cos laughing means you're happy and having fun. It's not always so hard to do, peoples! Just a little effort, please!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More acceptance and forgiveness. That's the only way anyone's ever gonna get along with each other, seriously, and you all know it. And plus, it's just SAD if you can't accept or forgive someone cos of one tiny thing. An example: my grandfather knew a Polish guy who, if was given a gun an told that someone in front of them was German, would shoot them, no questions asked. And WWII ended years and years ago.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Well that's just some, my Top 5 for now. I could put up some more if I get any really good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yas,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8479653445719795196?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8479653445719795196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8479653445719795196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8479653445719795196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8479653445719795196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-i-did-just-use-elvis-quote-in.html' title='What the world needs ... is more ME!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2799960156959621073</id><published>2009-07-07T14:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:18:39.399+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp flu by (hehe)</title><content type='html'>Well ... I ALMOST made it to one month!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys. Busy here. And sick too! I officially hate the flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... school camp ... Obviously it could've been better. Like maybe more carrot at mealtimes? Seriously, please? I want carrot more than ONCE in three days.&lt;br /&gt;Plus it would've been nicer if I hadn't had the flu, then I would've been able to do more instead of sit out of two day activities and all the night ones.&lt;br /&gt;And if I hadn't fallen out of the canoe before I'd gotten in it properly. (Mot, just so you know, I don't blame you, I blame the stupid canoe and those stupid poles and the instructor not telling people how to hold the canoes)&lt;br /&gt;And we could've also duct-taped Motormouth's mouth.&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that, camp was pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Sailing, especially. It was nice and calm and I had a partner whom I didn't know well, so there was yet another excuse not to talk much, apart from the fact I didn't have much of a voice. (Just lol-ing at my voice here - it was hilarious).&lt;br /&gt;Canoeing was good once I'd gotten IN a canoe and had calmed down a bit (thanx heaps to Puzzle here! and everyone else who was concerned). We played stuck-in-the-mud and I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;Giant Swing and Dual Flying Fox were a little bit of a let-down, but they were still heaps good. And Puzzle went to the top of the Giant Swing! I'm pretty sure we're all still cheering about that. Stuchy got to go on it too, however difficult it was - I'm cheering for that one as well. It's not exactly the easiest thing when suddenly you lose the use of a limb.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure a few secrets came out on camp too ... hehehehe ... but don't they always? There's something about camps that do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... cos of camp and the flu I've missed out on at least three hockey games. Have I said yet how much I hate the flu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home's been good - I've been able to get along really well with my sisters lately, it's been awesome. Seriously. Maybe you's all should try it one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much has been happening ... just school, as per usual ... At least the holidays are creeping up, 11 straight weeks of school can get hard to deal with. And then you hear that QLD is already in holidays ... same with pretty much everywhere in Australia ... You really wonder sometimes why you live in NSW, you really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2799960156959621073?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2799960156959621073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2799960156959621073' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2799960156959621073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2799960156959621073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp-flu-by-hehe.html' title='Camp flu by (hehe)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2152402488450537838</id><published>2009-06-08T11:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:36:28.777+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PUBLIC HOLIDAY TODAY!!!!! XD</title><content type='html'>Awwww some little kids are sooooooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;My aunt, uncle and two of my cousins were up here yesty and today. One of my cousins isn't yet 1, I think (not sure!!!! XD). She was attempting to eat the grass and sticks and stuff but she didn't like the sticks much, lol. And the other cuz, he's not yet 3 (but once again I'm not sure ...) and he was kicking a soccer ball around.&lt;br /&gt;They were both soooooo cute to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half yearlies start tomorrow ... EEEEEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, at the camp I went to at Easter, someone managed to get a photo of me ... fixing up my insulin. Lovely. Great photo - a needle.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully it wasn't in the foreground though. A couple of my friends were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Muse version of Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You. It's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.goear.com/listen/039e969/Cant-take-my-eyes-off-of-you-Muse"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, if ya want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best EVER &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red Dwarf&lt;/span&gt; episode is on TV tonight. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; it, it's totally HILARIOUS. Trust me. 8 pm on ABC2, if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... I'm glad today's a public holiday. Makes things a bit easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2152402488450537838?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2152402488450537838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2152402488450537838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2152402488450537838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2152402488450537838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/public-holiday-today-xd.html' title='PUBLIC HOLIDAY TODAY!!!!! XD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4187831651944267882</id><published>2009-06-04T22:26:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:57:49.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Zazhigai!!!!!!! (Russian for "rock on", lol)</title><content type='html'>Michael Leunig is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I started reading Pride and Prejudice today. And I'm over two-thirds finished!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried reading it twice before, but it never really interested me. However, now I find it funny. And am enjoying reading it.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get my hands on Wuthering Heights, but I haven't managed to find it ... which is rather strange, it being such a classic and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night I was asked to play goalie for one of the A-grade hockey teams in my club. I tell ya, I was pretty freaked. I thought I was gonna get hammered and let heapsa goals in.&lt;br /&gt;I needn't have worried - I didn't have to save anything.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I've only ever had to touch the ball ONCE. But at least I haven't let any through!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Nat - most of you Frightened Mice should know her, she's one of the Refined Young Ladies - gave me my first proper goalie coaching session. FIRST. Far out! But it was good =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, half-yearlies next week ... it's not fair that we have so many tests next week. At least two per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a sweet song (by a band so many more people like now! It's awesome! But if only they'd listen to more of the band's songs ... ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Endlessly&lt;/span&gt; - Muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;There's a part of me you'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; The only thing I'll never show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But I won't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I won't leave you falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; If the moment ever comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; It's plain to see it's trying to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Cherished dreams forever asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But I won't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I won't leave you falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; If the moment ever comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll love you endlessly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Hopelessly I'll give you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But I won't give you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I won't let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I won't leave you falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; But the moment never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4187831651944267882?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4187831651944267882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4187831651944267882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4187831651944267882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4187831651944267882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/06/zazhigai-russian-for-rock-on-lol.html' title='Zazhigai!!!!!!! (Russian for &quot;rock on&quot;, lol)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2152243013891939332</id><published>2009-05-30T15:22:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:55:59.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Music ...</title><content type='html'>I went to Latham's music today ... and they were having a sale ... with heapsa music books ...&lt;br /&gt;GOOD ones too.&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, even with a sale they were still pretty expensive and I liked a number of them I liked ...&lt;br /&gt;In the end I got one. I just COULDN'T go past it. So I now have ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;*insert drum roll here*&lt;br /&gt;A PARAMORE PVG MUSIC BOOK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;With my favourite song too, 'Hallelujah'.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I totally scored there. Shame I couldn't get the Evanescence and Muse and Twilight soundtrack ones too. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to a dance that my church held. People from all over the Central Coast / Hunter area went. It was awesome. Some good music too - almost half "oldies" stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'll have some of Lily's music composition ... Ugh I really need to get into that, but I can't do pop. Oh well ... I'll get it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Paramore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Somehow everything's gonna fall right into place,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;If we only had a way to make it all fall faster everyday.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;If only time flew like a dove,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Make it fly faster than I'm falling in love.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;This time we're not giving up,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Let's make it last forever,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Screaming "Hallelujah".&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;We'll make it last forever.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Holding onto patience, wearing thin,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;I can't force these eyes to see the end.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;If only time flew like a dove,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Well we could watch it fly, and just keep looking up.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;This time we're not giving up,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Let's make it last forever,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Screaming "Hallelujah".&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;We'll make it last forever.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;And we've got time on our hands.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;[And we've got time]&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Got nothing but time on our hands.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Got nothing but, got nothing but.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;[And we've got time]&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Got nothing but time on our hands.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;This time we're not giving up,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Oh, let's make it last forever,&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;Screaming "Hallelujah".&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;"Hallelujah".&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;insert&gt;And here it is on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xw2vcOWEJQ0"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2152243013891939332?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2152243013891939332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2152243013891939332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2152243013891939332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2152243013891939332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/music.html' title='Music ...'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1358539857561469583</id><published>2009-05-28T16:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:51:08.235+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Different types of bonds ...</title><content type='html'>I am soooooo happy right now!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the movie Twilight has an awesome soundtrack - with TWO Paramore songs.&lt;br /&gt;And I got it, I got it, I got it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*singing and dancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've FINALLY gotten to see the music video for a Muse song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In science today, we FINALLY moved off the topic of ionic and covalent bonds ... to look at OTHER bonds. Some of which didn't really make sense. Like the metal-metal bond - the teacher said it was like a cross between a covalent and an ionic bond AND THAT DOES NOT MAKE SENSE COS THEY ARE SO DIFFERENT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'll just ask my dad, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... another good song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Give Up&lt;/span&gt; - Natalie Bassingthwaighte and Shannon Noll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In this proud land we grew up strong&lt;br /&gt;We were wanted all along&lt;br /&gt;I was taught to fight, taught to win&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I could fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fight left or so it seems&lt;br /&gt;I am a man whose dreams have all deserted&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my face, I've changed my name&lt;br /&gt;But no-one wants you when you lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you have friends&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;You're not beaten yet&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;I know you can make it good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I saw it all around&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I could be affected    &lt;br /&gt;Thought that we'd be last to go&lt;br /&gt;It is so strange the way things turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove the night toward my home&lt;br /&gt;The place that I was born, on the lakeside&lt;br /&gt;As daylight broke, I saw the earth&lt;br /&gt;The trees had burned down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;You still have us&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;We don't need much of anything&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause somewhere there's a place&lt;br /&gt;Where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest your head&lt;br /&gt;You worry too much&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be alright&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;You can fall back on us&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Please don't give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to walk out of here&lt;br /&gt;I can't take any more&lt;br /&gt;Going to stand on that bridge&lt;br /&gt;Keep my eyes down below&lt;br /&gt;Whatever may come&lt;br /&gt;And whatever may go&lt;br /&gt;That river's flowing&lt;br /&gt;That river's flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to another town&lt;br /&gt;Tried hard to settle down&lt;br /&gt;For every job, so many men&lt;br /&gt;So many men no-one needs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;You still have us&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up now&lt;br /&gt;We're proud of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;You know its never been easy&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I believe there's a place&lt;br /&gt;There's a place where we belong              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1358539857561469583?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1358539857561469583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1358539857561469583' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1358539857561469583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1358539857561469583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/different-types-of-bonds.html' title='Different types of bonds ...'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7510375576658848274</id><published>2009-05-27T16:51:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:28:46.072+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently half-yearlies in a few weeks</title><content type='html'>It's not sinking in that we have half-yearlies soon. It's just been going too fast, and we don't seem to have learnt enough for them.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, some of my teachers are going into full panic mode about them (ie telling us what's in them, what to revise, how to write an essay, etc). And some of my friends have gone into full study mode. I'm gonna start hitting the books soon too. When I can stop dozing off. So tired lately ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finished that book, Fate, today. It was SO AWESOME. And then I gave it to Puzzle, cos if I didn't she'd be in agony. She likes Jennifer Lynn Barnes' books too. And I was totally tormenting her about it, so it was only fair.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait to get it back tomorrow to read it AGAIN. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a nice song for yas all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crash and Burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;And the world has turned its back on you&lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart&lt;br /&gt;I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold&lt;br /&gt;When darkness is upon your door&lt;br /&gt;And you feel that you can't take anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;And a loyal friend is hard to find&lt;br /&gt;You're caught in a one way street&lt;br /&gt;With the monsters in your head&lt;br /&gt;When hopes and dreams are far away and&lt;br /&gt;You feel like you can't face the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call&lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night&lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there has always been heartache and pain&lt;br /&gt;And when it's over you'll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;You'll breathe again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7510375576658848274?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7510375576658848274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7510375576658848274' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7510375576658848274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7510375576658848274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/apparently-half-yearlies-in-few-weeks.html' title='Apparently half-yearlies in a few weeks'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1610052597166043845</id><published>2009-05-26T23:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:56:50.550+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate of leaves and storms</title><content type='html'>I don't think I ever fully appreciated leaves' entertaining qualities until this morning. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I officially hate basketball. Big ball and little target do not work for me. Small ball and little target much better.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to make that sound non-suss. I guess I just have to deal with Rhod's over-actively suss mind ...&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;You can tell that a lot of the girls there today play(ed) netball. You really can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got 'Fate' (Jennifer Lynn Barnes) yesterday!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I totally love it. I can hardly put it down - I NEED to know what on Earth (or in Otherworld/Nexus, lol) is going on.&lt;br /&gt;How on Earth does Jennifer get such good stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I need to learn not to jump ahead. I think that's one lesson that'll never sink in though XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realised how hard song-writing was til now. For music, we have to write a pop song ... and I can come up with music and lyrics and stuff ... but it ain't pop, it's definitely ALTERNATIVE. Cos I listen to so much of it XD&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, come ON. So much pop music is really boring and ... shallow. Not much meaning, especially trying to apply it to reality.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. At least we're off baroque now ... that wasn't the best of things to be studying. I hate Handel. And harpsichords. We should've been able to listen to more of Toccata in D Minor, Bach. That's that horror movie-y one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Storms and Fevers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - The Grates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Kick the shepherd, I'll bite the lion, yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;I don't need no one to guide me, I've been doing this alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Out the back of my old house, I'm lighting fires standing aways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;What a way to lift a weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately, I've been needing your help badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately, I need someone to walk me home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately all I get is storms and fevers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately I feel lost, I feel lost, cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;You earn the big bucks, your hands are all cash,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;While I'm just sweating and drowning in my bad luck looking for a hopeless grasp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;You and your wish list, self made on self pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;I feel like everything I ever did and every little thing ain't ever worked out right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately I've been needing your help badly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately, I need someone to walk me home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately, all I get is storms and fevers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Lately I feel lost, I feel lost, cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Wait wait, this feeling ain't gonna wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Kick the shepherd, I'll bite the lion yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;I don't need no one to guide me, I've been doing this alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Out the back of my old house, I'm lighting fires standing aways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;What a way to lift a weight, what a way to lift a weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;South of the border you're a spinning wheel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;All hands shake but some of them steal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Each to their own so what have you got,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="txtLyrics" class="smallfont"&gt;Time doesn't change when you gonna stop? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1610052597166043845?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1610052597166043845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1610052597166043845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1610052597166043845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1610052597166043845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/fate-of-leaves-and-storms.html' title='Fate of leaves and storms'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-790397932311248648</id><published>2009-05-24T00:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T01:14:55.347+10:00</updated><title type='text'>6-word novels and a Roald Dahl poem</title><content type='html'>Some guy wrote a story in six words and people are saying it's his best work. Well, I guess cos he was one of them classical writers then that's understandable - have you seen how much they can rattle on about the most boring little thing???????&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For sale: baby shoes, never worn.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ernest Hemingway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you 'look deep' into it and really REALLY critique it and obsessively think about it, then I guess ... BUT WHO ON EARTH WANTS TO DO THAT ABOUT THAT SHORT BORING STORY.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the ones with humour (most of these are by proper published, even a few big-name authors, btw):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Failed SAT. Lost scholarship. Invented rocket.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shatner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Computer, did we bring batteries? Computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eileen Gunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Automobile warranty expires. So does engine.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stan Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ain't that always the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Longed for him. Got him. Help.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Margaret Atwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Machine. Unexpectedly I'd invented a time&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alan Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's actually really clever! If you think about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We kissed. She melted. Mop please!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;James Patrick Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O___O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's behind you! Hurry before it&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rockne S. O'Bannon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm dead. I've missed you. Kiss ... ?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neil Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just think about this one ... it's also quite clever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The baby's blood type? Human, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Orson Scott Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's ALIEN????? You don't want that - just watch one of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alien&lt;/span&gt; movies, trust me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I couldn't believe she'd shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Howard Chaykin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You better believe it :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Easy. Just touch the match to&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ursula K. le Guin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now this one's good!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tick tock tick tock tick tick&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neal Stephenson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Smoke alarm. Bonus snooze button included.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kyrielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(That's one bonus I might actually pass on!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bush told the truth. Hell froze over.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;William Gibson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Bang postponed. Not Big enough. Reboot.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Brin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eyeballed me, killed him. Slight exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Irvine Welsh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"Oh that? It's nothing. Not contagious."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ugusten Burroughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Obviously someone and the beginning of swine flu, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think this poem is hilarious, so here we are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Price of Debauchery&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roald Dahl&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;My mother said, "There are no joys&lt;br /&gt;In ever kissing silly boys.&lt;br /&gt;Just one small kiss and one small squeeze&lt;br /&gt;Can land you with some foul disease."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But Mum, d'you mean from just a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiss&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know quite well my meaning, miss."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week when coming home from school&lt;br /&gt;I clean forgot Mum's golden rule.&lt;br /&gt;I let Tom Young, that handsome louse,&lt;br /&gt;Steal one small kiss behind my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, woe is me! I've paid the price!&lt;br /&gt;I should have listened to advice.&lt;br /&gt;My mum was right one hundredfold!&lt;br /&gt;I've caught Tom's horrid runny cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy. I put a lot of work into rounding and typing all that up (I didn't want to use copy/paste for some reason).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ... for yesterday XD&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-790397932311248648?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/790397932311248648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=790397932311248648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/790397932311248648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/790397932311248648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-word-novels-and-roald-dahl-poem.html' title='6-word novels and a Roald Dahl poem'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-582312034511457877</id><published>2009-05-18T23:22:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:34:09.285+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fave school sub(re)ject (LOL) and Eurovision</title><content type='html'>At school my current favourite subject would be science.&lt;br /&gt;It's so EASY. Just take notes. Memorise stuff. Know a few things. Don't have to worry about marks so much, except for the few-and-far-between exams. Don't have to worry about people's opinion (eg the teacher's). Don't have to worry about handing stuff in. Don't have to worry about one thing screwing everything else up.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to worry about those things all the time in other subjects. But they come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, four hockey games this week. No soccer training cos I can't really make Monday training and Wednesday this week was cancelled. Just shows how much better it was to have soccer on Tuesday and Thursday nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I'm not in a good mood for some reason I dont know. Cos I've had a great past few days ... since lunchtime Friday XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Eurovision Song Contest Finals 2009 was on last night. And Norway won :( I reckon Iceland should've won - Iceland was AMAZING. But NO, and what's more is that this year, Norway won with the largest amount of points in Eurovision history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tr.youtube.com/watch?v=btO_nmnl68w"&gt;Yohanna - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is It True?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Iceland's entry)&lt;br /&gt;Armeia's was pretty good too, VERY catchy :) And Croatia ... and Estonia ... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's the lyrics for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is It True&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you really know me,&lt;br /&gt;you’re not afraid to show me&lt;br /&gt;what is in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;So tell me about the rumours&lt;br /&gt;Are they only rumours?&lt;br /&gt;Are they only lies?&lt;br /&gt;Falling out of a perfect dream, coming out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;Is it over?&lt;br /&gt;Did I throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;Was it you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you tell me you would never leave me this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you really knew me&lt;br /&gt;You couldn’t do this to me&lt;br /&gt;You would be my friend&lt;br /&gt;If one of us is lying&lt;br /&gt;There’s no use in trying&lt;br /&gt;No need to pretend&lt;br /&gt;Falling out of a perfect dream, coming out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;Is it over?&lt;br /&gt;Did I throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;Was it you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you tell me you would never leave me this way?&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;Is it over?&lt;br /&gt;Did I throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;Was it you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you tell me you would never leave me this way?&lt;br /&gt;Is it real?&lt;br /&gt;Did I dream it?&lt;br /&gt;Will I wake from this pain&lt;br /&gt;Is it true?&lt;br /&gt;Is it over?&lt;br /&gt;Baby did I throw it away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-582312034511457877?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/582312034511457877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=582312034511457877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/582312034511457877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/582312034511457877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/fave-school-subreject-lol-and.html' title='Fave school sub(re)ject (LOL) and Eurovision'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5758613687929229248</id><published>2009-05-15T16:01:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:08:15.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I got some hairdryers today and majorly blew some clouds away</title><content type='html'>Well despite having to miss one of my hockey games today to do NAPLAN (still totally mad about that!) it was a good good good good day overall! And I still have two hockey games to play yet!&lt;br /&gt;The NAPLAN writing was actually fun. I really really really want my writing back to keep - I like it. And it broke a spell of writer's block and it was so calming! It's quite amazing how calming it was, cos I was NOT happy about some things.&lt;br /&gt;And at lunch Mute turned up!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S something to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, an awesome song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing Sir&lt;/span&gt; - The Grates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can't stop the sun,&lt;br /&gt;from come, come, coming out,&lt;br /&gt;cos i've got my hairdryer,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna blow all the grey clouds away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think my life's been,&lt;br /&gt;unpleasant and unclean,&lt;br /&gt;what i've got up my sleeve,&lt;br /&gt;it cuts up all of the bad things that i've seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you say? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a passport,&lt;br /&gt;to travel the universe,&lt;br /&gt;a flicker like suki,&lt;br /&gt;can eat from my hand and jump right to sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to keep my feet on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;whenever it is that you are around,&lt;br /&gt;we get so high i am frightened to move, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;can't you see me? can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you say? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;what you got? nothing sir, what you want? nothing sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are we the unhappy ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't stop the sun,&lt;br /&gt;from come, come, coming out,&lt;br /&gt;cos i've got my hairdryer,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna blow, i'm gonna blow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5758613687929229248?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5758613687929229248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5758613687929229248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5758613687929229248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5758613687929229248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-got-some-hairdryers-today-and-majorly.html' title='I got some hairdryers today and majorly blew some clouds away'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8675466851296510502</id><published>2009-05-11T23:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:09:33.865+10:00</updated><title type='text'>MORE HOCKEY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thanks J!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I've finally heard about the school KO hockey team ...&lt;br /&gt;Talk about leaving it to the last minute though - girls in my hockey team have been talking about their school KO teams for WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is going to be fun ... at the hockey centre for THREE games this Saturday. I am PSYCHED AS.&lt;br /&gt;Well ... playing for three teams now ... SCORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the past couple of days listening obsessively to Enya. She uses such strange instruments, and has such a strange vocal style, but it really works!&lt;br /&gt;Also found a very good song a couple of days ago, if you're interested: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4u18F2Gl55Q"&gt;Carousel&lt;/a&gt;, by &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/paperroute"&gt;Paper Route&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's leave on a funny note with the translated lyrics of yet another song I like :D&lt;br /&gt;Called 'A Mhuirnin O', it's by Clannad and is in Irish. It's about some rich girl who attracts some guy with a posh accent but no money. They get married, but it's not working out for the girl ... until the guy wins the lottery. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My darling love, will you come back home?&lt;br /&gt;My darling love, will you come with me?&lt;br /&gt;My darling love, will you come back home?&lt;br /&gt;My darling love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was down at the market&lt;br /&gt;He drank and sang all day long&lt;br /&gt;When night came and he hadn't a penny in his pocket&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a shame I didn't take the missus' advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him at sunrise&lt;br /&gt;A charming, healthy and lively young lad&lt;br /&gt;When he lifted his hat and spoke with a smile&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with him, thought it would never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coat had buttons of silver&lt;br /&gt;And the best silk ribbons in the country&lt;br /&gt;Golden chains and precious stones&lt;br /&gt;I truly enticed him with my glitter and gold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knew from which part of the land he came&lt;br /&gt;He spoke nobly and with pleasant ease&lt;br /&gt;Rumor had it that there was a lord in his family&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long 'til I was engaged to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bond is long and difficult to untie&lt;br /&gt;It's much better to be sure of it*&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long 'til he broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;Indeed this is not the story I'd prefer to be telling**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then he went back down to the market&lt;br /&gt;And bought a ticket for a pound or two&lt;br /&gt;Luck was on his side, he won the lottery&lt;br /&gt;Now we'll forever be living the good life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;*This might mean that the link to this nobleman was a very distant one, and that 'he' therefore was not rich - in fact quite poor; so she instantly regrets her engagement to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8675466851296510502?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8675466851296510502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8675466851296510502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8675466851296510502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8675466851296510502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-hockey.html' title='MORE HOCKEY!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1420128257231446584</id><published>2009-05-08T23:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:42:54.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading suggestions</title><content type='html'>If anyone's short on reading material at the moment, I've got some suggestions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;First off, the Maximum Ride series by James Patterson has had a new addition - "Max". I've read a bit of it so far in the bookstore (lol). Looks pretty good - better than "The Final Warning" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More new material in the Mortal Instruments series by Cassandra Clare - "City of Glass". Just don't tell me about it until I ASK you. I've hardly been able to TOUCH a copy yet, let alone start READING it yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More more MORE new material, "Fate" by Jennifer Lynn Barnes. Considering how much of a genius writer she is, I'm expecting this one to be at the very least really good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now for something I HAVE managed to read - Robin Cook books! Robin Cook is an AWESOME author ... except if you're bad with needles and death and other medical / gory / whatever stuff ... XD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And just for a great series - "Circle of Magic" by Tamora Pierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yes, they are all on my to-read list ... duh ... reading some of Cook's books at the current point in time ... I think it's called Contagion. So far it's about a plague / similar highly infectious disease epidemic in New York (I think it's NY anyway - no good at American geography). And it originates in a HOSPITAL. Lol. Anyway, it's from the forensic pathologists' POV. So yes, plenty of death in this book, particularly as the main character WORKS IN THE MORGUE. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's everyone else reading right now? I'm curious. And any more suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1420128257231446584?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1420128257231446584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1420128257231446584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1420128257231446584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1420128257231446584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/reading-suggestions.html' title='Reading suggestions'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8558694136720713648</id><published>2009-05-04T00:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:17:07.372+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TRC, school and stupid State testing</title><content type='html'>I've gone back to reading Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle. Missed it a lot XD&lt;br /&gt;It's a manga / anime series by my absolute favourite artists ever - CLAMP, which is a group of Japanese artists. Tsubasa is about a princess whose lost her memories and the boy trying to find them for her, before she dies.&lt;br /&gt;It's great - perfectly balanced in genres, so pretty much anyone could read / watch it. Perfect - and I mean PERFECT - graphics. Perfect plot. Etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh school was back last week. Sure it's great to see my friends again and some of the work is good but ... idk ... don't like some of the work / teachers and some of my friends are being downright ... annoying, mean ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid NAPLAN testing in just over a week ... why can't the State government leave us alone? Isn't it enough that we have the School Certificate next year? Isn't the previous State testing stuff enough? Isn't it enough that we get heavily tested at school?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, the answer is NO. Which I am not happy with. Wasting valuable (cough cough, lol) English lessons on trial tests that the teacher tells us should take 65mins to do when everyone, including my insanely sleep-deprived self, does in 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off to read some more. I wanna end up finishing the first chapter before I sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8558694136720713648?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8558694136720713648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8558694136720713648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8558694136720713648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8558694136720713648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/05/trc-school-and-stupid-state-testing.html' title='TRC, school and stupid State testing'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6922519755536910322</id><published>2009-04-25T00:12:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:48:30.868+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombies drink blood - oh sorry, that was cranberry juice!</title><content type='html'>I borrowed some of the Cranberries' CDs from the library the other day. They're an interesting band, and the music is pretty soothing (for ME anyway, but I can tell ya that most people won't think so).&lt;br /&gt;One of their songs, Zombie, is particularly good. Not just musically, but in the meaning behind the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Another head hangs lowly,&lt;br /&gt;Child is slowly taken.&lt;br /&gt;And the violence caused such silence,&lt;br /&gt;Who are we mistaken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head they are fighting,&lt;br /&gt;With their tanks and their bombs,&lt;br /&gt;And their bombs and their guns.&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, they are crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head,&lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie,&lt;br /&gt;What's in your head,&lt;br /&gt;In your head,&lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mother's breakin'&lt;br /&gt;Heart is taking over.&lt;br /&gt;When the violence causes silence,&lt;br /&gt;We must be mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head they're still fighting,&lt;br /&gt;With their tanks and their bombs,&lt;br /&gt;And their bombs and their guns.&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head, they are dying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your head, in your head,&lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie,&lt;br /&gt;What's in your head,&lt;br /&gt;In your head,&lt;br /&gt;Zombie, zombie, zombie? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics refer to the wars between Ireland (the band is Irish XD) and England, cos Ireland was wanting to be independent but England wanted to be the rulers of the whole damn UNIVERSE as they have wanted to and tried to for ever and ever, but now they're too small to, so America's taken over.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you ARE interested (which I don't really expect anyone to be ... ) or just bored, here's the Wikipedia articles on the conflict:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Easter_Rising"&gt;Easter Rising&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Troubles"&gt;The Troubles&lt;/a&gt; (lol, what a name!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now ... So if ya REALLY want more to read click on them Wikipedia articles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6922519755536910322?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6922519755536910322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6922519755536910322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6922519755536910322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6922519755536910322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/zombies-drink-blood-oh-sorry-that-was.html' title='Zombies drink blood - oh sorry, that was cranberry juice!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2311606955355300000</id><published>2009-04-20T13:06:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T23:54:04.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt;' title plz???</title><content type='html'>I've caught up on some reading now that the holidays have come through.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at a "new" (as in new to me) author, Charles de Lint. The first book I read of his, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little (Grrl) Lost&lt;/span&gt;, was ... ok ... you know, one of them. The other one, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Blue Girl&lt;/span&gt;, was actually really good. I'm not gonna go look at his other books though. Just leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;Read some other books. One was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's Why I Wrote This Song&lt;/span&gt;. It was ok, but the best part I can say about it was that it mentioned The Living End XDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm ... I can't remember the other books I read. But there weren't too many. I haven't read that many books these holidays, actually ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet have been complaining of being cold almost ALL the time lately ... It's not that cold but my feet think so. Maybe I have to knock some sense into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do SOOOOOO many people spell "conscience" incorrectly? COME ON PEOPLE, IT'S NOT THAT HARD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Far OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not alone cos the TV's on yeah ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't watch that much TV ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rofl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That does NOT MEAN I AM LONELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;still&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;what&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMMMM ... good question actually. The holidays have gotten to me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all (for now) folks!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/what&gt;&lt;/still&gt;&lt;/rofl&gt;&lt;/lol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2311606955355300000?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2311606955355300000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2311606955355300000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2311606955355300000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2311606955355300000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-caught-up-on-some-reading-now-that.html' title='&gt;_&lt;&apos; title plz???'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-488431548515615870</id><published>2009-04-13T23:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:26:35.858+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter, holidays and song names (funny ones)</title><content type='html'>Easter has come and&lt;br /&gt;... IS STILL GOING ON&lt;br /&gt;Well, in a certain way - I have yet to get most of my eggs cos I was at some heaps fun camp since Friday. I came back home this arvo.&lt;br /&gt;But chocolate is not the main point of Easter. Just remember that, peoples ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I'm trying to figure out what I wanna do with the rest of my holiday. Ummmm ... it's gonna take a while.&lt;br /&gt;Two whole weeks trying to entertain myself ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, someone played that Green Day song, that goes "I hope you had the time of your life ..." and we were meant to be guessing what the songs they were playing were and who did them. So someone beats me to it but says that it's "Time of Your Life" by Green Day - so I win cos it's not actually called that and I corrected them. :P=&lt;br /&gt;It's called "Good Riddance". And how funny that makes the rest of the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off so I can devote more of my head to trying to figure out what I should do for the next couple of weeks. Suggestions would be helpful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-488431548515615870?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/488431548515615870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=488431548515615870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/488431548515615870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/488431548515615870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-holidays-and-song-names-funny.html' title='Easter, holidays and song names (funny ones)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2755761839103874427</id><published>2009-04-06T23:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:21:26.949+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Mute was at school today. So happy!&lt;br /&gt;XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in hockey training this arvo I got taught how to correctly hit a hockey ball. Now IF YOU PLAYED it wouldn't sound so stupid. So all you who are laughing your guts out ...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for those who DO play - it's AWESOME being able to make the ball go so hard and fast!&lt;br /&gt;(More for those who DON'T PLAY - you poor poor people - in most mixed comps men are NOT allowed to hit the ball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Another goalie game just standing around. I was seriously tempted to start doing the Macarena. I should've. Next game.&lt;br /&gt;At least I finally had a good kit today ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays soon ... wow ...&lt;br /&gt;School seems so timeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much more to say really, except I missed a trial soccer match (wouldn't have been able to make it either, anyway) and my next hockey games aren't until after the next school term starts D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2755761839103874427?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2755761839103874427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2755761839103874427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2755761839103874427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2755761839103874427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy.html' title='HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-795145858051223465</id><published>2009-04-04T10:04:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:25:44.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'>6:30 wake-ups on the weekend = EVIL</title><content type='html'>Today I had to get up at 6:30. ON A SATURDAY!!!!!!!!! It would've been evil, except that it was for a hockey game. I was playing goalie for the B-graders.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. When I got to the Hockey Centre, Rob looks up and goes ... @*&amp;amp;#! Someone had taken the gear home last night! So another kit had to be found, and the one they did was GIANT and missing half the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end it didn't matter much anyway - the ball only came anywhere near me once, and even then I didn't have to save it or anything. I felt so sorry for the other team, in particular their goalie. Goalie is THE hardest position, cos you got no-one behind you to back you up, you got heapsa pressure on you, you got heapsa stifling and often ill-fitting padding on you ...&lt;br /&gt;My other game, my field game was last night and we won. But I got so confused near the end cos Coach put me as an inner. Of all the positions, put me in probably THE only one (bar one or two) I've never played ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a good song. It suits some things, I think. Just not atm - hockey's got me really up and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Save You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can tell, I can tell how much you hate this&lt;br /&gt;And deep down inside you know it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;I can call, wish you well and try to change this&lt;br /&gt;But nothing I can say would change anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were my senses?&lt;br /&gt;I left them all behind&lt;br /&gt;Why did I turn away?&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could save you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean, didn't mean to leave you stranded&lt;br /&gt;Went away cause I didn't want to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, reach for me&lt;br /&gt;Empty handed&lt;br /&gt;You don't know if I care&lt;br /&gt;You're trying to find the proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times I'd wonder&lt;br /&gt;Could I have eased your pain?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I turn away?&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could save you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Save you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can pretend nothing's changed&lt;br /&gt;Pretend it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;And there will be no pain&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Save you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Save you&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say to you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;I probably won't get to enter the Youth Week comp I was planning on cos I don't really have the time to get done what I need to. Damn. I was looking forward to entering.&lt;br /&gt;The same'll probably happen with this comp too: &lt;a href="http://www.swf.org.au/writenow-competition/"&gt;http://www.swf.org.au/writenow-competition/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'd like to enter that one too. Especially cos two of those authors are absoloutely awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-795145858051223465?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/795145858051223465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=795145858051223465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/795145858051223465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/795145858051223465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/630-wake-ups-on-weekend-evil.html' title='6:30 wake-ups on the weekend = EVIL'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8850521460800731543</id><published>2009-04-02T23:19:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:40:26.330+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day overall today!</title><content type='html'>XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Today's totally gotta be one of the best days I've had in a loooooooooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thinking about something :D (minus one or two related things ... :C)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Westfield and got a CD I'd given up on EVER finding and it was really cheap so I bought it (gonna listen to it in a sec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Listening to some new music, in particular Kelly Clarkson's new album, which has a really REALLY good song or two on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The schoolwork was OK - strange / disastrous weather patterns, the basics of atoms, WW1, and music prac!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw a documentary in Geography that I watched years ago at the IMAX theatre in Sydney and it brought back good memories&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a good mind-challenging question that I'm still thinking about slightly, in the back of my mind (but I'm still gonna ask, Lily!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Might be getting another (GREEN) hockey stick! (Anything hockey ... XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And yeah, just more stuff like that!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lists are great sometimes. No need to make sentences that MAKE SENSE.&lt;br /&gt;And heaven knows that can be hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8850521460800731543?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8850521460800731543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8850521460800731543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8850521460800731543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8850521460800731543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-day-overall-today.html' title='Great day overall today!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8524863890921261147</id><published>2009-04-01T23:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:50:47.599+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mostly school stuff today</title><content type='html'>For sport at school next term, I'm gonna do hockey XD Cos hockey was FINALLY put back on!!!! YAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Means I will now be at the Hockey Centre for 4 events per week now - training, field game, goalie game and school sport!&lt;br /&gt;LOL my sister's Yr 6 teacher works at the canteen there. And I have a feeling she plays for one of the women's teams, just not my club so I wouldn't know which club it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English today me and Puzzle rewrote most of Romeo and Juliet's "balcony scene" in a modern way and it was sooooooooo fun. I finished the rest of it when I got home. For homework. Cos it's part of a bigger group work project our teacher is making us do for Monday. Me and Puzzle are writing the script and performing it and the other two in our group are doing the research and presentation stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:C Today I was SOOOOOOOOO not in the mood to play Ultimate Frisbee. So I was glad it was so "wet".&lt;br /&gt;I think Dylan was glad too. Cos he got to go through Crystal's iPod. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got HEAPS of random CDs from the library today. Some are REALLY good. Like the Thrice one in particular. And I got the All-American Rejects' new album. LOL&lt;br /&gt;"If you see my face, hope it gives you hell ... "&lt;br /&gt;How can you NOT like that song?&lt;br /&gt;I also got a couple of ... STRANGE books as well. Sure, I'm gonna finish them ... but they're sill STRANGE. And I need the novels for English (our teacher makes us read). I was running out. A week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrr. Our maths teacher thought it would be nice not to assign the last topic of our chapter for homework so we can start the next chapter later. The next chapter is EQUATIONS. WE REALLY WANT TO DO THAT CHAPTER!!!! (Well, I do). It's the best thing in maths, equations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got stuff I wanna do, so I'll be off. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8524863890921261147?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8524863890921261147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8524863890921261147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8524863890921261147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8524863890921261147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/04/mostly-school-stuff-today.html' title='Mostly school stuff today'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7886682727670310657</id><published>2009-03-31T23:11:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:14:21.367+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Be prepared for a LONG read</title><content type='html'>D= Schoolwork has kept me pretty busy lately ...&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm obsessing over my music exam that's on Friday. There's SO MUCH in it. I have to remember heaps key / scale / modulation stuff, baroque dates / features / composers &amp;amp; compositions, intervals (which I'm not SO obsessing about cos of how MUCH we've done them) ... Honestly I have a whole page of what's in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm ... things have been rather ... rollercoastery ... for me lately. Just things happening here there and everywhere, and people either not understanding or refusing to understand or maybe it's the same thing about listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily is going out with someone. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Somethimes I worry about her. Especially with how she was about Shaun after they broke up. I don't like to see my friends hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me on to how I worry about other friends too ...&lt;br /&gt;Look, I try not to worry, and it works, to a certain extent. I certainly don't worry as much as I could. But it's human nature.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was quite a shock, who Lily is going out with. AND SHE HAD NEVER TOLD ME. :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O I had to play OzTag today. I suck at OzTag. I just CAN'T tag people. I'm too afraid to injure my hand further. Cos it still hasn't healed and I guess I'm just gonna have to accept the fact that it never will.&lt;br /&gt;At least I can still use it for what matters - hockey, writing and drawing.&lt;br /&gt;O_O Even worse I had DANCE in PE today.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't dance to save my LIFE. And what's worse is that I'd missed the last lesson - doctor's appointment - so I didn't know the dance we were doing so I had to learn it as we added MORE steps to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a song at the moment. XD I just need to get to Dad's electric guitar. And that won't happen til ... til ... til ...&lt;br /&gt;Ummmm I don't have much free time Tuesday first week of holidays. But even then Mum probably won't let me. So that makes it ... in two Saturdays' time ... O_O&lt;br /&gt;Uh ... right ...&lt;br /&gt;I have ideas and stuff anyway, so I'll deal ...&lt;br /&gt;I have the lyrics and the music for that done. I like the lyrics XD and I've gotten some good feedback on them so I may as well write them up on here.&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't Know What To Say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V1.   You try not to look around&lt;br /&gt;      You try not to remember&lt;br /&gt;      How on Earth you got here&lt;br /&gt;      ‘Cause the memories, they still sear&lt;br /&gt;      Close your eyes but the visions burn&lt;br /&gt;      Away from everything you try to turn&lt;br /&gt;      But the current is too strong and swift&lt;br /&gt;      You are too weak and you start to drift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH.   And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away&lt;br /&gt;       And you are deaf to our pleas for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;       We love you so much more than you know&lt;br /&gt;       What makes you so keen to go?&lt;br /&gt;       We watch you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V2.   You’re too far out and all alone&lt;br /&gt;      Made your heart walls of stone&lt;br /&gt;      Nothing should hurt you anymore&lt;br /&gt;      But why do you still feel sore?&lt;br /&gt;      Escape the pain equals lose yourself&lt;br /&gt;      But there’s a greater need to find yourself&lt;br /&gt;      Too many problems but no solutions&lt;br /&gt;      This conflict is one great contusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH.   And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away&lt;br /&gt;       And you are deaf to our pleas for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;       We love you so much more than you know&lt;br /&gt;       What makes you so keen to go?&lt;br /&gt;       We watch you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And don’t know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BR.   Yes, you’re under attack&lt;br /&gt;      Yes, you’re copping mass flak&lt;br /&gt;      But if you would just come back!&lt;br /&gt;      ...&lt;br /&gt;      I’m sure there’s something we could do&lt;br /&gt;      Something we could do to save you&lt;br /&gt;      If you would just come back&lt;br /&gt;      We can help save you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CH.   And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And now you run away&lt;br /&gt;       And you are deaf to our pleas for you to stay&lt;br /&gt;       We love you so much more than you know&lt;br /&gt;       What makes you so keen to go?&lt;br /&gt;       We watch you run away ...&lt;br /&gt;       And don’t know what to say         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, heaps long and there was more I was gonna write, except I forget what it was XD&lt;br /&gt;So see ya, I guess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7886682727670310657?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7886682727670310657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7886682727670310657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7886682727670310657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7886682727670310657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-prepared-for-long-read.html' title='Be prepared for a LONG read'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2629270249637896368</id><published>2009-03-27T23:38:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:17:57.202+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"Randomme Funnie Stuffe" (ye olde Englishe strange muche?)</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna annoy yas all today with random funny stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you said Alice should bite Bella, I pictured crazy Alice Longbottom launching herself at Bellatrix Lestrange&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When looking around on deviantART I found this &lt;a href="http://triptychr.deviantart.com/art/A-Literautre-Question-90402139"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; and could not resist trying to find the original poem for myself. And so I found it here &lt;a href="http://www.earlystuartlibels.net/htdocs/parliament_fart_section/C1i.html"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;. And I'm LOLing soooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;It's this stupid 1620s poem about some guy who farts in parliament and they're trying to work out if he meant it as an insult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://brokenboulevard.deviantart.com/art/boomkiss-34336024"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt; The funniest emote I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhh running outta funnies now ... lemme just look ... okies I give up. FIND YOUR OWN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2629270249637896368?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2629270249637896368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2629270249637896368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2629270249637896368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2629270249637896368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/randomme-funnie-stuffe-ye-olde-englishe.html' title='&quot;Randomme Funnie Stuffe&quot; (ye olde Englishe strange muche?)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-850287189132477007</id><published>2009-03-23T22:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T23:42:33.391+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TITLES ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOO ANNOYING!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I didn't have my science test cos my teacher wasn't prepared for it. SCORE.&lt;br /&gt;Though it probably would have been better to have it yesterday ... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after hockey training tonight I had my first game - keeper for the B-graders. I have my first proper game tomorrow, ON FIELD in AR.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah being keeper was actually OK. Although I need to use a bigger helmet next time. I wouldn't wish a small helmet on my worst enemy ... it hurts AND I wear it for almost an hour. Painful.&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that and a couple pf FAILS it was soooooooooooooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;Missed ya hockey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the agenda - FINALLY - for convention (some camp I'm going on at Easter) now. Taken AGES to get drawn up, it has! And I don't have the "need to bring such-and-such" sheet yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to going - it should be reallyreallyreally fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm ... Earth Hour is coming up ... I might participate. Not officially though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a GREAT idea for the photography section of National Youth Week and I just HAVE to do it. Even if I don't end up entering. Thing is, I need TIME. I dont think I'll get the time I need til Wednesday or Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;The theme is "make a move". And in my idea I've managed to put in at least two or three interpretations of the phrase. XD Can't wait to get this DONE! It's been in my head since Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kram was on Good News Week earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Still annoyed Spiderbait ain't together.&lt;br /&gt;LOL in JB HiFi they've put Kram's CD under Spiderbait. That's just saying they HAVE to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-850287189132477007?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/850287189132477007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=850287189132477007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/850287189132477007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/850287189132477007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-i-didnt-have-my-science-test-cos.html' title='TITLES ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOO ANNOYING!!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-379851036298604259</id><published>2009-03-21T11:30:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:55:26.855+11:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME day today - some literally unbelievable stuff happened XD</title><content type='html'>Thursday was the athletics carnival. It was an OK day, though I think I would've just prefered to have normal school.&lt;br /&gt;Proper sport is so much better than athletics.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the bus to the athletics carnival, there was this guy who kept dumping deodorant on himself and everyone around him. I was half a minute away from pouring my icecold water down his head and back when he stopped being so annoying and settled down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at some book, it's about different mediums you can use for art and it has some tutes, and I can't believe how many paint / ink / whatev types there are!!!!&lt;br /&gt;How are you meant to remember what they're all good / bad for????&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum's torn a muscle in her leg, apparently. But I didn't find out til AGES after everyone else did. So yesterday, school early leave day, me and Mado were looking for the car where mum usually parks while walking to the crossing, and Mado asks me "Is your mum picking us up today?" So I answer "Yeah if she remembers" (I didn't know about the muscle yet). And I look up ... and DAD was there. WHAT??? (He was MEANT to be at work!) And yeah ... that was sorta funny ...&lt;br /&gt;LOL it seems to be the time for things like that cos the doctor thinks my aunt has lupus ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe I gelled my hair again today and it worked better this time - I got a mowhawk XD&lt;br /&gt;You shoulda seen some of the looks I got cos of that and cos I was wearing all black. I wasn't wearing all black on purpose though - it was all I had left cos the washing hadn't been done this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new soccer boots today. They're bright green. And (THIS is a total SHOCKER) ... I GOT NEW SCHOOL SHOES. Yes folks, I managed to find some black leather shoes that manage to fit my feet. In fact, I found TWO pairs and had some trouble trying to figure out which pair to get.&lt;br /&gt;How on Earth did that manage to happen???? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to see (most of) Pirates of the Caribbean! YAY! Good movie. But then, most of yas would already know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've rattled on plenty now ... see yas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-379851036298604259?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/379851036298604259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=379851036298604259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/379851036298604259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/379851036298604259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome-day-today-some-literally.html' title='AWESOME day today - some literally unbelievable stuff happened XD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1908484754467801184</id><published>2009-03-18T16:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:02:17.358+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Today ... yeah ... at least I heard something about earthquakes XD</title><content type='html'>Anyway, to quote Rhoddie: today was a shocker.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't JUST what happened at lunch, it was ... pretty much everything. Everyone's getting on my case for no reason, everything that can go wrong IS going wrong, there's no time ...&lt;br /&gt;And it's not just my group that's been having problems. Lily's group ... they had a bad day too, at lunch (not a very good time of day anymore, no?) ... things just got out of hand and there's been some suspensions and warnings of suspensions and they're group is now stuffed for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there WERE some good parts to the day - my stomach was hurting there for AGES cos I was laughing sooooooooo hard sooooooooo much. And I especially can't think of "sloth" in the same way again (Poor poor Crystal ... ) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idd_92ajjwY&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;[link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good music vid on YouTube. Wow ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, National Youth Week is coming up and I'm thinking of maybe entering some competitions. And there are some REALLY good prizes there ... it'd be lovely to win them but I'm not gonna get my hopes up. One bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer tonight was pretty good, we played a game near the end and it went on way past the end cos we all enjoyed it so much XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone heard about the earthquakes in Victoria? I only just did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1908484754467801184?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1908484754467801184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1908484754467801184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1908484754467801184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1908484754467801184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-yeah-at-least-i-heard-something.html' title='Today ... yeah ... at least I heard something about earthquakes XD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6596954019702258933</id><published>2009-03-14T17:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:35:23.433+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOTY!!!!!!!! XD</title><content type='html'>O_______O I haven't updated in AGES. Sorry. The internet has been disagreeing with me. As has schoolwork. And I've also been heaps busy with other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys and Dolls was heaps awesome =]&lt;br /&gt;And while we were down in Sydney we went around in MarketCity a bit and I saw some pretty cool stuff. Eg, for Twilight fans there was this shirt with the slogan: "I kissed a vampire and I liked it" (LOL Katy Perry should do the song like that instead!)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, the was other stuff, like some cool keyrings and stationary (I love stationary, remember) etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went onto my email and saw SOOOOO many emails ... it's like half of my contacts decided to message me at once ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some hair gel today. Let's see if it actually works ... I hope so!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to put some photos on the computer ... I keep forgetting to do that ... so bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(LOL gotcha's - there was NO mention WHATSOEVER of footy in here. :P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6596954019702258933?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6596954019702258933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6596954019702258933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6596954019702258933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6596954019702258933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/footy-xd.html' title='FOOTY!!!!!!!! XD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7353299002079919034</id><published>2009-03-09T23:08:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:51:20.057+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Had quite a long day today ... hardly home at all!</title><content type='html'>So ... I did both hockey and soccer training today ... and took the bus to the hockey centre ... so it all worked fine.&lt;br /&gt;Lugging around my hockey and soccer stuff was SOOOOOOOOOOOO annoying tho!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just looked at my hockey club's website and ...&lt;br /&gt;WHOA&lt;br /&gt;They have like ... EVERYTHING. From news to internal messaging ... (and downloads of the beep test, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;:C Dylan walked straight past me as I was walking out ... XD&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through part of the draw and ... at some point I will be playing my school team. DAMN. WHY????? It's hard enough I had to choose between a proper club and the school team, and now I have to play against them? :""""""C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, school photos tomorrow ...&lt;br /&gt;I hate school photos.&lt;br /&gt;School photos should DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hardly at home today, so ONCE AGAIN I couldn't do my Maths homework :C&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to get done cos I need either the computer or my text book, plus my pens and book.&lt;br /&gt;And cos I don't drag my text book around everywhere ...&lt;br /&gt;:C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I'm going down to Sydney to watch Guys and Dolls at Capitol Theatre ... should be good. If it's not done TOO old-fashioned. LOL Jodie wants an account of the whole ENTIRE thing when we get back cos she REALLY wanted to go but only recently found out she could've if she'd just paid for the ticket last year ... maybe she was confused with years? Idk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I'm gonna finish up now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7353299002079919034?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7353299002079919034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7353299002079919034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7353299002079919034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7353299002079919034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-quite-long-day-today-hardly-home-at.html' title='Had quite a long day today ... hardly home at all!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2877113238585551067</id><published>2009-03-07T12:32:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:45:56.085+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm conflicted ... "</title><content type='html'>Ever had one of those days when you keep alternating from crummy to sparky?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title fits ... just a random line from the song I'm listening to. Good coincidence, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... I've been thinking about this that and the other thing today and nothing clear has come yet. About ANYTHING. Even about the smallest thing, like what to do at the moment - read this book or that one or write or what song ... And then there's other things.&lt;br /&gt;But at least it's exercising my brain. And I don't have to do work to. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise party last night was pretty good. And it was a complete surprise by the look of things. Poor Kayto was COMPLETELY overwhelmed ... WOW at times it looked like she was gonna cry, she was so touched. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's almost lunchtime now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna write something ... what was it?&lt;br /&gt;Lemme think ... *smoke starts pouring out of ears*&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe that was a bad idea, ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm doing proper hockey this year then I'll have training on Monday after school. I still need to decide whether I'll walk there from school or just get off the bus near there. Probably take the bus ... it is a fair walk and I'll have my school bag AND my hockey gear AND another bag with my PE gear, a change of clothes for hockey and my lunchbox. SO ... I think I'll go with getting off my bus there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2877113238585551067?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2877113238585551067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2877113238585551067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2877113238585551067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2877113238585551067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-conflicted.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m conflicted ... &quot;'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4864597440068069313</id><published>2009-03-05T23:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:52:49.728+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants ... about a million of them ... plus surprise bday party warning</title><content type='html'>GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br /&gt;Why is everyone going out of their way to be soooooooo annoying?&lt;br /&gt;What'd I ever do to them? (OK - don't answer that!)&lt;br /&gt;But ... I'm never THIS annoying! At least not on purpose!&lt;br /&gt;AND I DON'T READ OTHER PEOPLE'S EMAILS. OR OVER THEIR SHOULDER. AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL RIGHT! Rant re: general annoyingness is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;Onto a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant re: camp&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in the year at school keeps going on and on and on and on and on and on ... (etc) about the camp coming up and cabins and group buddies ... I just want them all to shut up cos we've got AGES until ANY of that needs to get sorted out and doing it now is just gonna make so many unnecessary fights. Plus, I'm sick of people saying my name when I'm not immediately around. Very jumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant re: people&lt;br /&gt;People who don't know when to stop talking annoy me in particular. My sisters and Motormouth, for example. People who take up more than one seat on a bus for NO REASON annoy me in particular. People who think they're helping but aren't annoy me in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant re: rants&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I'm hoping this is cathartic and I won't have to do it again ... cos it's starting to annoy ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS ...&lt;br /&gt;Going to a surprise birthday party tomorrow. I wonder how much of a surprise it will really be tho ...&lt;br /&gt;But I guess it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4864597440068069313?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4864597440068069313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4864597440068069313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4864597440068069313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4864597440068069313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/rants-about-million-of-them-plus.html' title='Rants ... about a million of them ... plus surprise bday party warning'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-9106441639655704946</id><published>2009-03-04T22:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:24:45.317+11:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post! (or something like that. maybe there's a draft somewhere) XD</title><content type='html'>WOW. I think that was the first ever post title I wrote first. And by far the easiest to think of.&lt;br /&gt;... OK. And another first - it was easier to think of the title than the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;It was a friend's 17th yesterday. XD I don't feel so old anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And it was a cousin's 13th the day before. Damn, her being so old is beginning to take away the young feeling I had. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had some awesome lemon meringue (or however you spell that word ... )  pie yesterday. And I also found out that Milo as a substitute for coco / chocolate flavour in cake icing is REEAALLLLLYY good. So there's a tip if you plan on making cake. Which doesn't sound like too bad an idea for the weekend as something to do. Better than bored outta my brain anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listened to some Placebo songs today. One or two of them are particularly captivating. Like 'Commercial for Levi'. That one I've listened to over and over.&lt;br /&gt;LOL another of the songs is pretty funny. Like, it starts off:&lt;br /&gt;"A friend in need's a friend indeed&lt;br /&gt;But a friend with weed is better"&lt;br /&gt;That cracks me up. It's not as funny when Dad quotes it though ... ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read a rather interesting book today. It's called 'The Red Cardigan', by J. C. Burke.&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh ... I lent Puzzle this 300 - 400 page book at the beginning of school and BEFORE THE END OF SCHOOL SHE WAS FINISHED. Where does she get all the time to read it in class? Did she do any of the work?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming her for reading it - it was a REEEAAALLLLLLYY good book - but that kinda threw me a bit. I'm not used to people reading things faster than me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cos most people can't. Seriously. I've read some GIANT books in just one day, but that's cos I haven't had SCHOOL to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's why. Puzzle had the book prioritised over all else.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I guess that's all I wanna say atm ... so bye!&lt;br /&gt;Til next time ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-9106441639655704946?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9106441639655704946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=9106441639655704946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9106441639655704946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9106441639655704946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/100th-post-or-something-like-that-maybe.html' title='100th Post! (or something like that. maybe there&apos;s a draft somewhere) XD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3066793117856797008</id><published>2009-03-01T00:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:58:04.969+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Music stuff - tours and rarities CD</title><content type='html'>Was just looking around at stuff, and found out that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paramore and No Doubt are touring soon and doing some concerts together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Living End will be going on a small tour soon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;COOL&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that I won't be able to go to Sydney on a Friday for the TLE concert there (which sucks cos this one I'd actually be allowed in - it's an all ages one) let alone going to AMERICA for the Paramore / No Doubt.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. They're all still going on tour and that's awesome cos they enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TLE will also be releasing a rarities CD sometime soon. SO getting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanted to say. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3066793117856797008?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3066793117856797008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3066793117856797008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3066793117856797008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3066793117856797008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/03/music-stuff-tours-and-rarities-cd.html' title='Music stuff - tours and rarities CD'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-899675417427984242</id><published>2009-02-28T22:50:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:26:20.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms and End-of-Summer Informs</title><content type='html'>Wow. Almost at the end of summer. Quite a strange summer. From extreme to extreme - with flood, drought, bushfire, with COLD and HOT and everything in between, with dry and humid ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite places are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the foot of my bed, curled up with a book or hunched over a sketchpad or lounging against the wall daydreaming and music going.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Either staircase at my Grandma and Grandad's.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Grandpa's shed, with all the woodworking and gardening tools and sawdust.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The hockey field ... particularly at the time when you can watch the sky go from a light blue to ink black.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beach, even if just for a walk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anywhere outside during a storm - it's always sooooooooooo beautiful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;They're all favourites cos they're good for thinking or they make me feel peaceful. And heaven knows I need that peaceful bit every once in a while ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really nice song. It's by Enya ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trains and Winter Rains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City streets    passing by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Underneath   stormy skies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Neon signs    in the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Red and blue   city lights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cargo trains rolling by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once again   someone cries &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains and winter rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No going back   no going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains across the plains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the sky     a star alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every time     it’s the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One more night   one more train &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everywhere    empty roads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where they go no-one knows &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains and winter rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No going back   no going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains across the plains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the sky     a star alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains and winter rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No going back   no going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains across the plains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the sky     a star alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains and winter rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No going back   no going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains across the plains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the sky     a star alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains and winter rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No going back   no going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Trains across the plains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And in the sky     a star alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started watching the Franco Zefirelli version of Romeo and Juliet and it is sooooooooo bad. Everything in it is bad, from the costumes to the actors to the music to the deliverance of lines to the set.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh the man who plays Romeo looks so much like Zack Efron, it's not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Puzzle, on Friday ... YESTERDAY ... asked someone if they thought suicide was cowardly or brave. I think it's neither.&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty annoyed at her for asking that question actually ... it's a rather unpleasant and uncomfortable topic ... for a vast amount of reasons. Particularly the obvious - what suicide is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if I don't stop now this'll go on forever. So bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-899675417427984242?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/899675417427984242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=899675417427984242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/899675417427984242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/899675417427984242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/storms-and-end-of-summer-informs.html' title='Storms and End-of-Summer Informs'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5719028551603839384</id><published>2009-02-26T22:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:44:43.169+11:00</updated><title type='text'>PURPLE PEOPLE EATER FOREVER</title><content type='html'>XD&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair cut today. Cut SHORT. And also ... I got it coloured ... PURPLE!&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;I really like it how it is now. It looks awesome! And I can't wait to see some other people's reactions ... particularly my grandma (she's gonna go psycho cos I "cut all my curls off" - I've cut my hair short before).&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ... weird thing about my hair is that the longer it is the curlier it is and for most people it's the opposite. So now it's short, and not curly one bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have to say now ... life's ... RELATIVELY uneventful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;&lt;koff&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5719028551603839384?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5719028551603839384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5719028551603839384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5719028551603839384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5719028551603839384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/purple-people-eater-forever.html' title='PURPLE PEOPLE EATER FOREVER'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2902800064787793706</id><published>2009-02-22T13:03:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T13:19:08.447+11:00</updated><title type='text'>She STOLE it, I tell you</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Dad and I put a tape onto the computer - a LOOOOOOOOONG fiddly process but sooooooooooo worth it cos it was an awesome tape. And now it's on my MP3 player XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so far my weekend's been pretty good - at any rate not anything bad XD And today was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially sick of Star Wars theme music. And Star Wars lego. And the words Star Wars. Blame my littlest sister and Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know later I think I'll go on the Xbox. Cos I haven't in ages cos of my thumb and wrist. But they still haven't healed properly even though it was months ago they were injured or whatev and I really wanna play, so I may as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my sisters is wearing one of MY shirts, and she never asked me if she COULD wear it. She STOLE it. And I like that shirt! It's my only orange one!&lt;br /&gt;And now I can never wear it again cos she's contaminated it ... LOL&lt;br /&gt;But still, she STOLE it off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This high school near mine, the proper area one (mine's a selective and there's a performing arts school near mine too) it has a really weird setup - really short periods and then they have lunch before recess most days. And they only have sport - no PE.&lt;br /&gt;And it's so BIG. Even though compared to some it would be pretty small, mine's a small one - only takes a fairly small amount into each year.&lt;br /&gt;Glad I go to mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm going now, I'm not really talking about much. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2902800064787793706?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2902800064787793706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2902800064787793706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2902800064787793706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2902800064787793706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/she-stole-it-i-tell-you.html' title='She STOLE it, I tell you'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-107423706592336909</id><published>2009-02-21T11:36:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:55:20.241+11:00</updated><title type='text'>An astonishing discovery</title><content type='html'>I got some CDs from the library yesterday, and one was this thing where they got some bands and they played songs that are totally different to their usual style. The most hilarious one, and the most UNBELIEVABLE one was ... THE WIGGLES played an ACDC song. O_O&lt;br /&gt;The WIGGLES played an ACDC song ... still can't get over that.&lt;br /&gt;TLE, Spiderbait and Killing Heidi did songs too. And they were awesome. And Killing Heidi officially rules at it.&lt;br /&gt;At the library, I also saw a CD with an interesting cover, and it turns out to be a really awesome CD. So maybe you CAN judge things by their cover.&lt;br /&gt;The Wiggles ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we finally stopped destroying our artworks for art's sake in art now, and we're doing woodblocks. But of the same thing :C At least I don't have to tear up a beautiful charcoal sketch ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALMOST FINISHED ROMEO AND JULIET! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOO sick of all these love proclamations, suicide threats and speeches.&lt;br /&gt;Cos COME ON ... I mean, Juliet is thirteen. THIRTEEN. That's younger than I am ...&lt;br /&gt;My compacted version of R&amp;amp;J:&lt;br /&gt;"i am forever in love with rosaline, so why doesn't she love me?"&lt;br /&gt;"come ON romeo, don't be so stupid. let's go to a dance. meet other girls there" *drags protesting romeo*&lt;br /&gt;"oh my rosa- WOW WHO IS THAT GIRL OVER THERE????? I AM TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH HER!"&lt;br /&gt;"juliet. but sorry - we're at war with that family. let her go too"&lt;br /&gt;*romeo meets juliet under her balcony later. almost all the rest of the play is them (mostly romeo) proclaiming their love for each other. that's, idk, about 60 pages?*&lt;br /&gt;"oh no! juliet's dead! i must kill myself!" *dies*&lt;br /&gt;*juliet, that faker, wakes up* "oh no! romeo's dead! i must kill myself!" *dies*&lt;br /&gt;*five pages of speeches about their deaths from other people*&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WIGGLES ARE PLAYING AN ACDC SONG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway before I kill yas all with another mention of the Wiggles, I better go. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS ... the Wiggles!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-107423706592336909?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/107423706592336909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=107423706592336909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/107423706592336909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/107423706592336909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/astonishing-discovery.html' title='An astonishing discovery'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6753172396079761904</id><published>2009-02-19T22:45:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T23:03:44.529+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ABBA rox the elavatorrrrrrrrrr ... WHUT?!?!</title><content type='html'>You know that ABBA song, Honey Honey?&lt;br /&gt;Well take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, how you're stinky, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, how you kill me, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard about you before&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear no more&lt;br /&gt;Cos now I know what they mean&lt;br /&gt;You're a stink machine&lt;br /&gt;Oh you make me dizzy&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, won't you beat it, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, cos you don't conceal it, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;The way you stink up the room&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna put you in a monsoon&lt;br /&gt;That way you're either all clean or you've drowned&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have a shower later, but I enjoy seeing you cry&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'll leave it, and watching you'll give me my high&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting rid of you, boy, and I don't care how it's done&lt;br /&gt;Cos once I'm rid of you I might finally have some fun&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, too much BO, baby, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, get deo, baby, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;You look like a pile of poo&lt;br /&gt;A shower's too much for you&lt;br /&gt;And Huey, to say the least, you're a foul beast&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting rid of you, boy, and I don't care how it's done&lt;br /&gt;Cos once I'm rid of you I might finally have some fun&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, how you're stinky, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;Ewwy Huey, nearly kill me, aha, ewwy Huey&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard about you before&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear no more&lt;br /&gt;Cos now I know what they mean&lt;br /&gt;You're a stink machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My apologies to any nice guys whose name is Huey)&lt;br /&gt;So what do yas all think?&lt;br /&gt;I had the best time writing it, I tell you ... XDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going ok atm, steady but not too much homework (actually wouldn't mind a bit more ... sad I know ...), fair classes, great being with so many of my friends ...&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind it if it stays this way, but it's not - the homework is gonna build up, classwork will change, exams'll come up ... but there's also gonna be proper excursions soon XDDD like going to the art gallery, eistoddfods (or however you spell that!), camp, a production down in Sydney ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be able to play in a proper hockey team ... right now I play for the school in various comps ... YAY. FINALLLY got some contact details ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL todaisy I was really hyped, for no reason ... it's like that song, "hyped to the hill on red colouring" except this time there was no red colouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that's pretty much it for today, so bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6753172396079761904?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6753172396079761904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6753172396079761904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6753172396079761904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6753172396079761904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/abba-rox-elavatorrrrrrrrrr-whut.html' title='ABBA rox the elavatorrrrrrrrrr ... WHUT?!?!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8226549636182157787</id><published>2009-02-15T14:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T14:43:13.395+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random whining, I guess ... it wasn't supposed to end up like whining anyway ...</title><content type='html'>Ok. I got some writing done! YAY! And I did a rough of some artwork I'm planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one (except u, Annie &lt;3) had been on email in ages ... unless it's for forwards ... :C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, Dad comes back from Melbourne tonight. And he's bringing me a cow-shaped stress ball! XDDDDDDD Can't wait XDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My moods have been so whacked out over the past three or four days ... It's SOOOO frustrating. Especially cos there's absolutely NO reason for most, if not all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Tuesday night cos I got hockey. 1) It's not at school or home 2) It helps me centre myself 3) It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr whoever invented timers is gonna DIEEEEEE an awful death that I devise. Just gimme a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8226549636182157787?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8226549636182157787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8226549636182157787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8226549636182157787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8226549636182157787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-random-whining-i-guess-it-wasnt.html' title='Some random whining, I guess ... it wasn&apos;t supposed to end up like whining anyway ...'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7892206785745634799</id><published>2009-02-13T16:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:14:13.564+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just random stuff that's happening</title><content type='html'>Lily and Shaun broke up Tuesday avo, and it really got to Lily. The untouchably happy friend of mine was in tears so much on Wednesday. She's a lot better now, but she's not totally back to her untouchably happy self. That'll take a while.&lt;br /&gt;One day Shaun will regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today may be Friday the 13th, but at school Valentine's Day roses were abundant. Stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's Day annoys me. Friday the 13th is better, cos 13 is my favourite number, along with 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done any proper art or writing in soooooo long cos I've been totally focused on schoolwork and helping my friends out and reading (there were a couple of books I wanted to finish). And I still need to sort out that last bit of my room. I wish I could just gain like 3 hours or something in the day so I can just focus on drawing, colouring, painting or writing for a worthwhile time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't consider pencilled still life in art class as proper art, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's in Melbourne at the moment, at some work conference. It sounds like he's having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, that's all, really. Unless you wanted to know I'm awesome at converting both parts of a rate. I still like equations better, tho.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how behind my maths class is ... we're on 1.6 and one class (Mrs C's of course ... ) is almost at 3.1 ... if they're not there already ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7892206785745634799?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7892206785745634799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7892206785745634799' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7892206785745634799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7892206785745634799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-random-stuff-thats-happening.html' title='Just random stuff that&apos;s happening'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5760504108516096692</id><published>2009-02-10T23:23:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:35:18.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I see you've broken a feather ... WTH?</title><content type='html'>Waaaaah I played hockey in pouring rain earlier. It was fun until I stopped playing, then it was plain nuisance, being so wet. And I managed to get hit in the head when playing soccer during PE, and fall over in volleyball (sports science). But getting hit in the head was pretty fun too :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you 'break a feather'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been going from really quiet to really talkative. So those who I've not said much to - SORRY! (I don't much care about being talkative)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna prove busy ... fun ... NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO tired now - I'm going to bed. Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5760504108516096692?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5760504108516096692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5760504108516096692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5760504108516096692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5760504108516096692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/now-i-see-youve-broken-feather-wth.html' title='Now I see you&apos;ve broken a feather ... WTH?'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4132562291857805986</id><published>2009-02-08T12:37:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:50:03.242+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Titles bore me</title><content type='html'>Ok so my list for yesterday didn't totally work. I didn't clean up my room and I did no art or drawing whatsoever. I fail. Yesterday failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr I'm sick of listening to my sister completely and utterly failing to kill Elites in Halo 2.&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably the best player of Xbox in my house. After all, I finished the game that no-one I know of has finished ... :D Feels good to be good at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again school is now dominating life, telling me how I spend the majority of my day ... well what FEELS like the majority of my day cos it spreads round the middle of the day. In actuality it isn't the majority of the day, you just can't do much after it's taken up the main hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;School should totally start in the afternoon and end late. That way you can do heaps more in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ants are getting into the house through my room. I hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's already managed to call me jellyfish ... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some conversations where you don't want to come in partway through them ... XD I can think of so many like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: Stravaganza: City of Secrets&lt;br /&gt;Going to start reading by the end of the day because I'm almost finished the current book: ??&lt;br /&gt;I have a choice - Tamora Pierce's new book, finish Airman, or to find where I got up to in the Traveling Pants books. And I really don't know which.&lt;br /&gt;I love that word, Stravaganza. It's got a real flair about it. And it's not a real word :[&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really reading too much atm though. I just can't stay still that long - even my eyes don't wanna stay that still. And my brain just shuts down after a sentence or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a cool site to muck around on: http://www.wordle.net/create&lt;br /&gt;Take a look. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now, bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4132562291857805986?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4132562291857805986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4132562291857805986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4132562291857805986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4132562291857805986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/titles-bore-me.html' title='Titles bore me'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2897572616802623603</id><published>2009-02-07T09:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:15:18.638+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonja is ... [insert random word here please]</title><content type='html'>Is everyone super busy cos school's back?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Just focusing on the work and stuff somehow gives me more time. I think it's cos I don't daydream anywhere near as much. Cos I do that a lot XD&lt;br /&gt;And most of the work provides release, better release than a book or something like that, cos it's more active and better for you than if you were doing something non-productive.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that HEAPS of work is good for you, heaven knows it's the very OPPOSITE, but some work is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I had cake for breakfast yesterday ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I'm gonna spend the rest of the day:&lt;br /&gt;- clean up my room AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;- write or draw heaps (I've got a couple of story ideas just stewing in my head)&lt;br /&gt;- listen to heapsa Spiderbait cos I haven't done that in a while&lt;br /&gt;- dream about the upcoming new seasons of hockey and soccer&lt;br /&gt;- maybe read a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lists are fun. I've started using them heaps. They make you look so organised ... XD And they actually do help to express some things better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music yesterday was so fun - the peoples who didn't do their performances yesterday did theirs (and could be heard a couple of blocks away), homework was checked and those who's done their homework (only about half the class) could do prac for the rest of the lesson - SCORE!&lt;br /&gt;And English ... LOL&lt;br /&gt;There was a strike yesterday so we only had three lessons. And they were pretty good ... art would've been better if I didn't have to draw tablecloth patterns ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week ... is new :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was writing this random stuff, and I started the sentence: Sonja is ... then I added the first word that came to my head. And it was: jellyfish. And therefore I somehow ended up with: Sonja is a jellyfish.&lt;br /&gt;Sonja is a jellyfish.&lt;br /&gt;WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends today ... sorry there's nothing much. Life is fairly dull. With the exception of a few things ... LIKE HAVING AN AWESOME SLICE OF CAKE FOR BREAKFAST XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2897572616802623603?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2897572616802623603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2897572616802623603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2897572616802623603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2897572616802623603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/sonja-is-insert-random-word-here-please.html' title='Sonja is ... [insert random word here please]'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7736876585645717499</id><published>2009-02-06T16:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:34:55.812+11:00</updated><title type='text'>You kiss by th'book!</title><content type='html'>Yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know it's been ages but I've had school and I get up early these days so I don't have as much time on the 'puter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, second week of school behind me already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL today in English I had to be Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;"You kiss by th'book"&lt;br /&gt;Yup I had to say that. In class. To 'Romeo' who was played by some whacked out dude. But at least he had to confess his love for me in line after line after line ... :D So it makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In art we're doing still life. Ew. I can hardly draw that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:C I was having a perfect day today ... best cake ever at breakfast time, finished a book, had fun in the car on the way to school, there was a strike so school was starting late ... then Rhoddy gives me something to read and it makes another earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;Can't life just be nicer on some people? (I'm not talking about me here ... )&lt;br /&gt;The thign is tho, this time it wasn't so bad a quake. I don't know why. Maybe it's cos it's older news, and it hasn't infected the whole entire group this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW that must sound crazy to some of yas ... sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gtg now ... I'll post properly tomorrow hopefully! (too many 'ly's in there ... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7736876585645717499?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7736876585645717499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7736876585645717499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7736876585645717499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7736876585645717499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-kiss-by-thbook.html' title='You kiss by th&apos;book!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6524052878030043931</id><published>2009-01-31T15:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T16:03:46.061+11:00</updated><title type='text'>School is back ... and so is homework</title><content type='html'>Ok so I'm back at school. It feels so strange and I think it runs deeper than the newly blue-painted and clear halls, crazy timetable, electives, classes and slight changes in friendships. I don't know what it is. Maybe the way I'm seeing the school is different, somewhere in my head?&lt;br /&gt;Argh, fighting already and we're just back ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things are so frustrating at the moment, and I don't know why most of them are cos they're so stupid. But they're not buggin me so much as they used to. And really, I hope it stays that way, things not buggin me as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading this awesome book AGAIN today (I read it all last night and it only took me a few hours, it was SOOOOOOOOO good). It's called Avalon High and it's by Meg Cabot. It's about some girl whose parents are professors in medieval stuff and they're going on a holiday for a year. She meets this guy who is strangely familiar to her. Anyway in the end it turns out she, the guy, and some of the people she meets are King Arthur and co reincarnated or something like that. It's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Still, reading near the end when it's getting toward midnight rather adds some atmosphere ... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were given some English homework - a half page story to be typed and handed in Monday - and that was the first English lesson of the year. Oh well, I got it done yesterday after I got home from school. It was supposed to be a tragedy based on an experience from your life ... which I wasn't happy about cos I don't wanna go label things that've happened to me as tragic cos that goes against what I believe - things make you stronger in the end. So it puts the wrong sort of attitude about it. Do ya get me?&lt;br /&gt;Still, it was good to be back into writing again, cos I haven't written much in ages, even in my diary (except for the first day back at school where I wrote plenty in it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Seminary starting next week ... :D&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry to those who don't understand that - actually I think only ONE of you would understand that ... oh well!)&lt;br /&gt;It's the commitment that gets me up so early in the morning. But I'm looking forward to it. No, I am not crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I don't like: PEOPLE ASKING ME HEAPS OF QUESTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that's it for today ... all I can think of  ... which isn't saying much - I forget a lot of things that I'm supposed to remember and remember a lot of useless info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6524052878030043931?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6524052878030043931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6524052878030043931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6524052878030043931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6524052878030043931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-is-back-and-so-is-homework.html' title='School is back ... and so is homework'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8176419399970433804</id><published>2009-01-28T10:56:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T11:29:33.023+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE OVERTYPE!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I hate hypos (hypoglycaemia / low blood glucose). But at least they don't hang around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[insert spontaneous rave about nothing here]&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY how I feel atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Mado is currently in her first day at my high school :D And my sister Kat is currently in her first day at ... ANOTHER high school :DDDDDDDDD Feels so good to know that I won't be bothered by my sisters in school. Feels so good to know I can bother my cuz tho! (jk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hockey last night. LATE last night - game started at 9! It was a good game tho, our team was playing really well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. I think that's all I really have to say ... nothing much is happening atm ... so ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The world is full of terror&lt;br /&gt;If someone makes an error&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna blow us up to kingdom come!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8176419399970433804?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8176419399970433804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8176419399970433804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8176419399970433804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8176419399970433804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hate-overtype.html' title='I HATE OVERTYPE!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8646976507293358680</id><published>2009-01-27T00:00:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:29:15.172+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Your tongue is hanging out! LOL Random song lines are fun</title><content type='html'>According to some survey thing I was looking at, being pushed into a pool with all your clothes on is one of the 120 Stupidest Things. So, what is you go in the pool on purpose, for FUN (like not for some lifesaving thing or something)? Cos I did that on Friday night, just went in the pool for a swim with all my clothes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went out for dinner tonight cos it was one of my aunt's 40th birthday. So we had a whole room to ourselves (cos it was almost all my dad's side rellies, and that's a fair bit :D ). And it got rowdy cos some of my cuzzies are pretty young, and like being loud. Anyway, it was pretty funny, cos we were going to an American-type restaurant on Australia Day.&lt;br /&gt;LOL you should see some of the photos ...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Caleb didn't much like all the fuss about ice cream desserts. We both can't have milk. He's worse than me tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O________O I can't believe that school starts this week. The holidays seem to have gone on forever, but finally pulling through. And now, instead of only looking forward to it I'm quite apprehensive as well.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrrrr I have to get up really early for school nowadays cos of a before school commitment. At least it'll be fun, hehehehe ... :DDDDDDD Still, with the way I sleep, it's gonna kill me for the first week, waking up at like 5 30, maybe 5 45 ... Cos I'm awake up late at night a lot, even if I go to bed early. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL yesterday was one of the best days ever, despite a couple of things. Why can't a day be fully perfect? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, bye to yas all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8646976507293358680?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8646976507293358680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8646976507293358680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8646976507293358680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8646976507293358680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/your-tongue-is-hanging-out-lol-random.html' title='Your tongue is hanging out! LOL Random song lines are fun'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3667534037610322646</id><published>2009-01-22T15:06:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:57:38.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Comb my rag doll hair - LOLWHAAA??!!</title><content type='html'>You want more pics of my drawings?&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, they're just linearts, but I'm planning on colouring them, with pencil, watercolours or both.&lt;br /&gt;I've done heaps more of these characters. They're so fun to draw :D&lt;br /&gt;Here's a couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXfy-frgjDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9EBLIpPrMpk/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXfy-frgjDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9EBLIpPrMpk/s400/IMG_0394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293967042467105842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXfy-8Wqf-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/RiPbGvohms4/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXfy-8Wqf-I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/RiPbGvohms4/s400/IMG_0397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293967050164305890" 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;&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;Yes, I DOOOO realise they're a bit emo ... Most of the others weren't emo, but they didn't look as good.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you can't see them that well ...&lt;br /&gt;Second one is based on a Spiderbait song (yes, AGAIN! They're so inspirational tho!). The part from it goes:&lt;br /&gt;   "You're just the perfect man&lt;br /&gt;    No feet no head no hands&lt;br /&gt;    Don't you see&lt;br /&gt;    That's where we'll end the confusion"&lt;br /&gt;So if I name it it's called End the Confusion.&lt;br /&gt;I love the first one. Is so ... involves ... idk. But I can't believe I drew it.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I drew so much today my hand was really killing me. And I've used up half a whole sketchbook in less than 24 hours. I have to get one for art anyway, so I'll just get a couple extra for myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing some email, and just pouring stuff into it, and I realised there's a lot I've been blind to. So while I think, is not in any record. 'Cept my diary. But that doesn't count cos I put EVERYTHING in there (which is why if I ever catch anyone reading it ... lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna comb my hair"&lt;br /&gt;O_O actually I do! Listening to random songs is creeping me out ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library today ... I honestly don't know how I managed to rack up 18 items. It scares me a LOT. At least they weren't all books. Thank heavens they weren't all books. There were plenty of CDs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of CDs, there are some good ones coming out soon. Like Kram's, Paramore's, some CD which has a song on it I really like, and there were a couple more, but I can't remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'night all. I'm off to do more random things cos I'm a horrid sleeper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3667534037610322646?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3667534037610322646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3667534037610322646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3667534037610322646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3667534037610322646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/comb-my-rag-doll-hair-lolwhaaa.html' title='Comb my rag doll hair - LOLWHAAA??!!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXfy-frgjDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9EBLIpPrMpk/s72-c/IMG_0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773000066139881755.post-6709234962228800442</id><published>2009-01-19T20:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:01:51.798+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cows</title><content type='html'>Picture I drew Saturday. Based on a Spiderbait song, called Cows :D The song is what the words are from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXRKrAHG_fI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u9P6_2kChXI/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXRKrAHG_fI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u9P6_2kChXI/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292937564691824114" 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;Well today was a good day. Especially since when I was sewing it didn't play up on me! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm up to sewing my quilt now... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg now, BAI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6709234962228800442?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6709234962228800442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6709234962228800442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6709234962228800442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6709234962228800442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/cows.html' title='Cows'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lGypfmmj8Ls/SXRKrAHG_fI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u9P6_2kChXI/s72-c/IMG_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773000066139881755.post-8366249890580965767</id><published>2009-01-17T16:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T16:40:00.449+11:00</updated><title type='text'>To dye or not to dye? And if so, which colour?</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking of MAYBE dying my hair black.&lt;br /&gt;A month ago I was thinking of shaving my head, for fun, but I don't wanna put sunscreen on the top of my head, so ... it was OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll keep my current hairstyle, trimmed though - it's gotten too long - but maybe I'll dye it black. If not black then I'll have it BRIGHT BLUE OR ORANGE! :DDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know if I'll dye it at ALL yet. And anyway, I'd have to convince my parents ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polish photograghers are AWESOME. Most of the photograghers on deviantART I really like are Polish XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT - is it photogragher or photographer ... OH.&lt;br /&gt;My brain must be in holiday mode if I'm making stupid spelling mistakes :|&lt;br /&gt;I'm too lazy to fix it up tho ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's talking to some uni friend ... about uni! How original!&lt;br /&gt;It's so unfair - uni starts in MAY this year. MAY!&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't know when school starts ... so ... something weird happening there XD&lt;br /&gt;Lemme check. It should be on school website. Damn, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is so lazy, he hardly ever does the washing. It's so annoying cos there are only a limited amount of clothes in the house (DUH) and I don't wanna wear the same thing for AGES, EWWW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was soooooooo torturous. Trying to get school shoes. NOTHING FIT! And my school can get pretty strict on uniform stuff (it depends on teacher and if they've been reminded by the head or deputies) ...&lt;br /&gt;My feet and school shoes just don't like each other. Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about my hair still ... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8366249890580965767?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8366249890580965767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8366249890580965767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8366249890580965767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8366249890580965767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-dye-or-not-to-dye-and-if-so-which.html' title='To dye or not to dye? And if so, which colour?'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3284773271222429635</id><published>2009-01-16T20:16:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:43:51.450+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Disturbment</title><content type='html'>WHY do some authors INSIST on putting their characters through the most ultimate forms of torture? It puts the readers through torture too, you know!&lt;br /&gt;/end rant.&lt;br /&gt;I needed that out.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I swore never to read three books cos of something that happened in one - my favourite character died and my other favourite character married some old creep with the worst accent EVER. :( I'll only EVER read the first part of that series again. Cos 1) it didn't deal with stupid marriages except for one which was fine cos I hated that character anyway and 2) the characters and storyline were better.&lt;br /&gt;And this other series I LOVE, the very last book has all four friends fighting bitterly and they were REALLY close. At least it was all good in the end. It was a happy ending, but not fairy-taley.&lt;br /&gt;/PROPER end of rant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've had a lot more book company recently so that's good. Made my way through ... about 17 books the past 5 day at the most. But I've had pretty much all day to read so it isn't so overwhelming a number :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was kicking a tantrum at me earlier today cos I didn't want to talk to him - he wanted to remind me of something I DEFINITELY didn't need reminding of. Seriously, is he growing down these days? It seems he is.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that way with mum too.&lt;br /&gt;AND I DON'T LIKE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;One of my aunts is in Wales.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see her that often. But I do envy her a bit - she's gotten to travel around a fair bitand I'd love to travel.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Dad just said she was going to watch her boyfriend play, cos he's in a band ... ahhhhh there's the proof dad is growing down. He just went and said "So you're going to be a groupy ... " and I know for sure that he was thinking of that stupid Pussy Cat Dolls song that came out a while ago that there was so much controversy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I'm out of icecream for the next who-knows-how-many years :( Some company that shall remain unmentioned (but that produces Weet-Bix, HINT HINT) has decided to go and change the formula for its dairy free chocolate ice cream and now it tastes TERRIBLE. And I can't have normal icecream and I hate vanilla and I hate this new formula ... SO I'M OUT OF ICECREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FREAKIN SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;Hell am I MAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway ... tomorrow begins the painful business of buying school shoes ... I hate trying to buy shoes cos none of them ever fit me properly - they're always too WIDE.&lt;br /&gt;And we also have to get stationery and stuff ... BUT THAT MEANS I GET TO LOOK AT PAPER AND PENCILS AND PENS! And stare at the really expensive but really good stuff with starry eyes until it's time to gooooooo ... LOL&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though I like looking through that stuff. And a few weeks ago I found these really awesome pen sets, in black sepia and some other colour I've managed to forget :( Thing is they were really expensive so there was no way to con my parents into getting it until much later this year (for bday or Christmas) and there was no way I'd be able to buy all three sets.&lt;br /&gt;They were in packets of four, felt tips of varying widths ... $20 PER SET. That's $5 per pen ...&lt;br /&gt;I don't have $60 to spend on pens ... VERY unfortunately :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are fiddling around on Skype on my dad's laptop ... It's VERY disturbing ... breaking out into hysterics every couple of seconds ...&lt;br /&gt;LOL I had to teach my dad how to send a message:&lt;br /&gt;"How do you send a message? I can't find any send button ... "&lt;br /&gt;"Have you tried pressing enter yet?"&lt;br /&gt;*Dad presses enter. Message sends*&lt;br /&gt;"Oh"&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll spare yas any more disturbing comments ... now at any rate :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3284773271222429635?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3284773271222429635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3284773271222429635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3284773271222429635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3284773271222429635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/disturbment.html' title='Disturbment'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-660169025869309170</id><published>2009-01-11T23:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:23:58.538+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BOO! (lol)</title><content type='html'>These holidays are SERIOUSLY frustrating me.&lt;br /&gt;1) Not much to do in them&lt;br /&gt;2) Get stuck with immediate family too much&lt;br /&gt;3) Going back to school means seeing most of my friends each day, and I have stuff to do, but there are things about school I really don't like&lt;br /&gt;4) I can't remember what the day and date is, and feel so damn disoriented. Also have much less reason to want to get out of bed, which adds to the disorientation.&lt;br /&gt;5, 6, 7 ... ) etc ...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway on Friday I started my rag quilt. I got some seriously sparky material, and made sure I got clashing colours - GOTTA have that :) And Mado had some pretty good material too so I'll be scabbing off her (it's not as if we bought it all or anything, Grandma provided it all and it's all old scrap stuff). But Kat ... someone HAS to teach her to make better fabric choices! Ewwwwwww ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a really sad song. It's part of the Wicked soundtrack (which is wicked, btw :P):&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not That Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands touch, eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;Sudden silence, sudden heat&lt;br /&gt;Hearts leap in a giddy whirl&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not that girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't dream too far&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose sight of who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't remember that rush of joy&lt;br /&gt;He could be that boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;br /&gt;Every so often we long to steal&lt;br /&gt;To the land of what might have been&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't soften the ache we feel&lt;br /&gt;When reality sets back in&lt;br /&gt;Blithe smile, lithe limb&lt;br /&gt;She who's winsome, she wins him&lt;br /&gt;Gold hair with a gentle curl&lt;br /&gt;That's the girl he chose&lt;br /&gt;And Heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl:&lt;br /&gt;Don't wish, don't start&lt;br /&gt;Wishing only wounds the heart&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl I know&lt;br /&gt;He loves her so&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another awesome one from the Wicked soundtrack is What Is This Feeling, but that one's easier to hear than read :( But oh, I lol at it every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so Twilight ... for a movie adaptation of such a long and complicated book, it was REALLY well done. And I just love the vampire baseball part. They chose the best song for that part too :D&lt;br /&gt;LOL ... my uncle Gideon went to see Twilight a while ago with some of his friends, but didn't like it too much. Now he's gone and asked my aunt Chris for the book. WHA?? Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH the sound system went on the blink :"""C&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm nearly done anyway so ...&lt;br /&gt;Bad buy&lt;br /&gt;(I'm terrible, aren't I?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-660169025869309170?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/660169025869309170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=660169025869309170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/660169025869309170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/660169025869309170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/boo-lol.html' title='BOO! (lol)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8245485781898650137</id><published>2009-01-09T22:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:18:36.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect is impossible</title><content type='html'>Ok. I was SO sure today was gonna be a perfect day. I mean, I had a trip to the cinema and some rag-quilt making with Kat and Mado to look forward to. But despite the fact that everything was almost perfect ... a little thing - the TINIEST thing - makes me go mad as hell and blow the whole "great day" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far out the computer is being so SLOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr I'll just update'n'stuff properly LATER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8245485781898650137?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8245485781898650137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8245485781898650137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8245485781898650137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8245485781898650137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/perfect-is-impossible.html' title='Perfect is impossible'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3230211583118775506</id><published>2009-01-07T16:34:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T16:47:31.999+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The flames will EAT you</title><content type='html'>Ummmmm ... I don't know where the title came from. It's sorta scaring me ... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially bored out of my mind cos nothing is happening :CCCCCCCCCCCCCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a poem at the moment, but it's taking a while :( It doesn't want to get itself onto the paper. And I'm trying to get myself to write a proper story too, but I never really get them finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. My sisters aren't allowed to use their cameras anymore :) They were using them for this that and the other thing so my parents are like "NO USING THEM ANYMORE!"&lt;br /&gt;So I'm happy. Cos I am ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to the library tonight and get some more books I guess. I don't really know what I want to do. But anything's better than being trapped inside this house for so damn long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday everything's gonna fall right into place "&lt;br /&gt;Well here's for hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh my hand / wrist / arm is starting to heal up! Course it's nowhere near fully better but it's getting there! :DDDDDDD But I can write for a fair while now so I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happyhappyhappyhappyhappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Somewhere weakness is our strength"&lt;br /&gt;koffkoff&lt;br /&gt;I can think of PLENTY of weaknesses that can never be a strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I guess I'll go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3230211583118775506?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3230211583118775506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3230211583118775506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3230211583118775506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3230211583118775506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/flames-will-eat-you.html' title='The flames will EAT you'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6678981186404497666</id><published>2009-01-07T00:24:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:28:19.867+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice and SHORT</title><content type='html'>K this'll be quick, I don't have much time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm sick of the holidays, cos there's nothing to do - my mum can't do much and my dad goes to work with the car so I can't really go anywhere much. :( And I've gone through too much reading earlier so I'm on a reading hiatus. Mostly been walking heaps, writing, daydreaming and on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday was at a good party with friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2g now, bai (I did say twould be quick)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6678981186404497666?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6678981186404497666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6678981186404497666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6678981186404497666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6678981186404497666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/nice-and-short.html' title='Nice and SHORT'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4754887568635000719</id><published>2009-01-05T15:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:09:43.784+11:00</updated><title type='text'>"You were a mouse! You wanted cheese!"</title><content type='html'>Well today was the photo scavenger hunt birthday party for O-Dog ... it was AWESOME. Except a little warm.&lt;br /&gt;And so good to see my friends X}&lt;br /&gt;Thanx R *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma wants to teach me, Kat and Mado how to make rag quilts through the holidays ... Actually it sounds sorta fun, even though I do have to use a sewing machine :( Sewing machines don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another of the world's best foods: PRAWN CRACKERS!&lt;br /&gt;YUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM&lt;br /&gt;I had some today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. This is now the FOURTH time Stardust has been played, in the same amount of days. Grr. Especially since I've only seen it ONCE and I enjoyed it ... I'm gonna start HATING it if it's played too often, I always do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away Mum. I don't WANT to get off the computer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4754887568635000719?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4754887568635000719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4754887568635000719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4754887568635000719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4754887568635000719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-were-mouse-you-wanted-cheese.html' title='&quot;You were a mouse! You wanted cheese!&quot;'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-2761612821117626325</id><published>2009-01-04T14:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:34:10.501+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays ...</title><content type='html'>Waaaaaah why does the day go so SLOW?&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is wake up TOMORROW morning. I want tomorrow here, NOW. Not that today's a bad day but tomorrow I have a dress-up picture scavenger hunt to go to for my friend's birthday ... and most of my school friends wil be there ... SO.&lt;br /&gt;(No that wasn't a bad so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhoddie you haven't checked your emails in ages, PLEASE check them.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, does ANYONE check theirs? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway things have been too boring and lazy around home for me. I've stayed in this house for too long with my parents and sisters and it's driving me MAD. Especially as my sisters are themselves ... urgh AND my parents have been touchier than usual. Like Dad keeps going off at me :( And Mum's real frustrated with her knee, cos it's painful (duh) and stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also bored cos my hand has stopped me doing some stuff I like, such as playing the X-Box. I'm totally gonna lose my magic touch with the X-Box if this keeps on much longer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I finished cleaning up my room and so I can now walk and reach some parts of my room I haven't been able to in AGES. And I can use my desk &lt;3 I love using my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some sparky photos of an orange batta-batta (or however you spell that, I never knew how) I made in German when we started doing paper decorations. The photos are funny :)&lt;br /&gt;I should really get my Russian doll-like ones and take a photo of them. Except they're just white ... the colour gives a bit more personality ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangoes ... one of the best foods on the planet ... and there are heaps in the fridge XD !!&lt;br /&gt;And if Kat doesn't like these ones then all the more for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought a printer/scanner/photocopier :) I am so gonna use the scanner at some point ... if I ever get back some work I did in art back. I liked that artwork, and it isn't for the teacher to keep or chuck out. It's for ME too.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Caleb is STILL going on about how some character from a book he's read (and me and Mado) is a dragon tamer ... That's the only reason he likes that character, so stupid. So many other qualities that make him a good character :)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah the third book of the Fablehaven series ... It's a good series :) About fairies and demons and magical creatures / objects and preserves that keep them alive and seperate from humans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a headache :C Nicht nett.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-2761612821117626325?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2761612821117626325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=2761612821117626325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2761612821117626325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/2761612821117626325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays.html' title='Holidays ...'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-9083958746834981084</id><published>2009-01-03T13:39:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:01:39.744+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is sooooooo QUIET. Makes me wanna SCREAM. I hate it when it's too quiet. Except for when I want it quiet. WHich I DON'T at the mo. SO MAKE SOME NOISE ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat had a friend sleeping over last night. I didn't lyk her friend much. Yeah not nice of me but I have my reasons. 1) She kept taking Em's lollies (I do care for my sisters a bit ... a BIT) 2) I just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched this really beautiful movie called Stardust. Ok I'm not usually very into that sorta thing but this one was spectacularly done, kudos to everyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Dad were annoying me though, talking through the whole thing. And they complain about ME talking throught their TV shows when I hardly ever do and if I do I have a good (from my POV) reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I totally can't wait for Monday but I STILL have to get my costume together. I think my parents have managed to forget that I need a costume. Why oh WHY do they always manage to forget everything? Even MY memory's not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g2g, bai~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-9083958746834981084?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9083958746834981084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=9083958746834981084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9083958746834981084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9083958746834981084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/everyone-is-sooooooo-quiet.html' title=''/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5409432954280813662</id><published>2009-01-02T11:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:08:47.828+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar ... &lt;3333</title><content type='html'>"We found Captain Keyes!" Lol. My sister Kat is playing Halo. Fun game. But impossibe for me to play atm.&lt;br /&gt;LOL Kat stopped playing the level Truth and Reconciliation and is on to The Library. That level is so damn long and FRUSTRATING. I don't see why she wants to play it.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, I finished MechAssault 2 AND NO-ONE ELSE I KNOW WHO HAS THE GAME HAS FINISHED IT! Therefore, I rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2009 somehow. SOMEHOW.&lt;br /&gt;My new year's resolutions? NOT TELLING. Except that I plan to get back to learning Russian :) AND start learning Polish. Just for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started cleaning up my room yesterday and was enjoying it (I like cleaning up my room!) but then Dad goes and says "stop cleaning up your room". WHU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOOOOOOO ...&lt;br /&gt;Floating on atm ... Lurve sugar hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing a song the other day but had to stop midway thru composing the music and I couldn't keep my train of thought so I'm back to almost square one :( Oh well it was probably a stupid composition anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I need to ask Dad what the "tone" buttons on his electric guitar are for ... ?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gooey buy! (lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5409432954280813662?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5409432954280813662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5409432954280813662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5409432954280813662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5409432954280813662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/sugar-3333.html' title='Sugar ... &lt;3333'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6931604029088631988</id><published>2008-12-31T23:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:22:58.781+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Year is Tomorrow - hey that's catchy! Nice ring to it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/song"&gt;Mutant Song Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With MY NAME replacing the sertain words:&lt;br /&gt;"It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the Sonja." (So true)&lt;br /&gt;"I was looking for a Sonja, and then I found a Sonja and heaven knows I'm miserable now." (Again, so true)&lt;br /&gt;"Today is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw Sonja back to you."&lt;br /&gt;"Yesterday, all my Sonja seemed so far away."&lt;br /&gt;"And the whole world has to answer right now just to tell you once again who's Sonja."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm picking up good vibrations, she's giving me Sonja."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I heard it through the Sonja."&lt;br /&gt;"I kissed a Sonja and I liked it." (lol - not. EWWWWWWWWWNODAMNWAY. Yes I know I'm childish. Get used to it)&lt;br /&gt;"I can call you when I need you, my Sonja's on fire." (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;"If you wanna be my lover, you gota get with my Sonja." (NO)&lt;br /&gt;"Here in my Sonja, I feel safest of all." (I highly doubt that ... )&lt;br /&gt;"All you need is Sonja Sonja, Sonja is all you need." (koff koff)&lt;br /&gt;"My Sonja brings all the boys to the yard and they're like it's better than yours."&lt;br /&gt;"I see friends shaking Sonja saying how do you do, they're really saying I love you." (Ummmm, THAT DOESN'T MAKE UP FOR SHAKING ME!)&lt;br /&gt;And last, but not least, and definitely saddest:&lt;br /&gt;"Who needs a Sonja when a Sonja can be broken?"&lt;br /&gt;WOW this is MAD FUN!&lt;br /&gt;"And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large quack." (OMIGOSH I cannot stop rofling at this one! Teach me not to be so obsessed with the word 'quack'!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwww no more time! Damn. Oh well *major grumbling*&lt;br /&gt;See yas all next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6931604029088631988?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6931604029088631988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6931604029088631988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6931604029088631988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6931604029088631988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-year-is-tomorrow-hey-thats-catchy.html' title='Next Year is Tomorrow - hey that&apos;s catchy! Nice ring to it!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5460483245860515412</id><published>2008-12-27T15:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:15:19.771+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jellybean Drifter</title><content type='html'>Christmas was Ok. And I actually got the one thing I wanted for Christmas, a camera. So I was happy there. But still, not the best of Christmases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I was so totally spacing when I went out with Dad to do the grocery shopping today. I went straight past Mit without even seeing him. I walked into a couple of stalls. Etc. I really gotta learn to keep my awareness levels in good shape for when I'm out in public. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But damn, is it annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty mad at the moment cos of what happened when Katie called Dylan, and she could hear Dylan's father ... Seriously, he's not helping things. And things are bad enough at the moment, even though some things are healing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really stressing about classes for next year at the moment. Mrs G, one of our year advisors, was totally adamant in not letting us know what classes we're in, and she wouldn't let our other year advisor either.. She totally frustrates me. Like she said some total lies about me to my parents, she can be vicious sometimes, and she lost my USB stick when I desperately needed it ... but she's a good teacher and at least appears to be a nice person at most times. WTH??!! I hate that type of person! Cos you totally can't understand them! And you don't know what opinion to have of them - the good or the bad - cos they totally contradict themselves!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I am REALLY stressing about classes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started reading an ok book earlier. And I've taken some photos with my camera. Yeah it hurt my hand. But it was worth it. And I managed to take most with just my left hand anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I'll put some photos I've taken on here later. Don't have the patience atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5460483245860515412?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5460483245860515412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5460483245860515412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5460483245860515412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5460483245860515412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/jellybean-drifter.html' title='Jellybean Drifter'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3776682279183212607</id><published>2008-12-24T23:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:08:04.982+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in a matter of minutes, pretty much</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know I'm up late. I do that. A lot. I don't think my body clock is right. But I need to kick it into whatever is right, cos next year I have to wake up early. I have before school stuff next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent the past half hour watching Spiderbait video clips :) The one for Outta My Head was pretty cool, as was the one for Monty.&lt;br /&gt;NO. Outta My Head is NOT like the Ashlee Simpson one. Spiderbait is way to awesome for that.&lt;br /&gt;And now I am determined to find Happyland's version of Tintarella Di Luna, cos that song is funny and the Happyland version is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmm ... I'm still not convinced tomorrow is Christmas Day. But I guess it is. With all the carparks by shops full, I guess it is. With everyone singing Christmas carols I guess it is. With everyone asking me whether I'm looking forward to tomorrow, and as there's nothing else I can think of they may be mentioning, I guess it is. With Mum and Dad going on about my presents, I guess it is.&lt;br /&gt;Still, it doesn't feel like Christmas. And I can't think of why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas started off as a pagan festival, apparently. Then when people started celebrating Christ's birth they decided to celebrate it at the same time as the festival. So I betcha that screwed things up for both sides.&lt;br /&gt;And these days, what is Christmas? An opportunity. To make money. And lose money. An excuse to go wild. And so on.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing sacred about Christmas nowadays, is there? Unlike the days of the pagan festival. And later, the celebration of Christ's birth. Cos both of those would have been VERY MUCH sacred.&lt;br /&gt;Yet these days ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about me spouting stuff. It's the middle of the night. What would you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I'm annoyed. Earlier in the year, just after Annie's dad and brother came down for a bit, Dad said I may be able to go up to Brisbane. But now ... cos Mum's objecting ...&lt;br /&gt;Geez, she's so overprotective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3776682279183212607?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3776682279183212607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3776682279183212607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3776682279183212607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3776682279183212607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-in-matter-of-minutes-pretty.html' title='Christmas in a matter of minutes, pretty much'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8141876123065359219</id><published>2008-12-24T13:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:50:28.481+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No. It CAN'T be Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'll tell you why life is like a drama / soap opera.&lt;br /&gt;First of all there was  all that fighting etc. Not just at school - I got really annoyed at some people from my youth group. Then last night, we had a youth group activity by the beach. And at the end of it, it was dusk - you know, dark and getting into night, but there was still some light. The guys were, as guys do, wrestling each other and showing off. The girls were all around talking and laughing at the guys' antics. And the music in the background was that stupid Jason Mraz (or whoever he is) song. No fighting whatsoever ...&lt;br /&gt;See? Picture perfect copy of the ending of one of those stupid dramas / soap operas. So scary!&lt;br /&gt;But only Mado and me seemed to think it was funny. Some people have no sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it seriously Christmas Eve?&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;Cos it sure doesn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP KAT (talking to my sister)&lt;br /&gt;My sisters are very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I don't know how I'd survive without my friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;They are SPARKY, and always there if help is needed.&lt;br /&gt;[End sentimental babbling]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm just droning on. So dull at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8141876123065359219?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8141876123065359219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8141876123065359219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8141876123065359219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8141876123065359219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-it-cant-be-christmas-eve.html' title='No. It CAN&apos;T be Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6102403061027869948</id><published>2008-12-23T23:10:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:02:28.250+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting day</title><content type='html'>So.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting day today.&lt;br /&gt;First, I manage to email someone about something I never thought I could. And then the reply was really helpful, blew my socks off with shock, and sent me practically bawling.&lt;br /&gt;I found out how affected my almost always Little Miss Sunshine cousin is, cos she is starting high school next year and won't see most of her friends again.&lt;br /&gt;I found out how much life really IS like a drama / soap opera. I'll tell you why when I get the time.&lt;br /&gt;And then I find out some news which could be great or horrid news, depending which way I look at it.&lt;br /&gt;So.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a VERY interesting day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it doesn't feel anything LIKE almost Christmas. I guess it doesn't help that Dad kept forgetting or didn't have the time to put the tree up until today, and then there's the fact I dunno if I'm looking forward to Christmas or not.&lt;br /&gt;And Mum has been asking me if there was anything else I'd like for a present, cos she was thinking of adding stuff to mine. ARGH! I DON'T KNOW!&lt;br /&gt;Well I do sorta. But somehow I doubt she'll put a camera in when she was looking for something SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, g2g, bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6102403061027869948?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6102403061027869948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6102403061027869948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6102403061027869948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6102403061027869948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/interesting-day.html' title='Interesting day'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4902670220657296210</id><published>2008-12-22T14:02:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:18:33.773+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Eurovision &lt;3333</title><content type='html'>Just reminding yas all to check out my other blog, http://sonja-artyparty.blogspot.com/, I put on my writing and art on it. So far only two proper posts tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL no idea what's with my hand. Except that it keeps getting worse, and that I think it's spreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hating holidays atm. Can't see friends anywhere near as much. Plus, I'm not sure that I'm good company for myself. I get too introspective, and that just brings me down.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'll deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I got the CDs of 07 and 08 Eurovision today, from the library. AND THEY ARE SPARKY AS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously they are!&lt;br /&gt;Well most of it. LOL some of them are so funny, especially "Push the Buttons", which is Israel's entry in 07.&lt;br /&gt;And I absolutely LOVE "Leave Me Alone", which is Finland's entry in 07. Finland hosted 07, too.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Europe. Europe is sparky. I especially wanna go to Poland, Russia, Finland, The Netherlands and Germany.&lt;br /&gt;I TOTALLY gotta watch Eurovision next year. I'll get Dad to let me, cos he may wanna watch too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Byes. Getting a little late. (Even though I'm not tired one bit ... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4902670220657296210?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4902670220657296210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4902670220657296210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4902670220657296210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4902670220657296210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/eurovision-3333.html' title='Eurovision &lt;3333'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3964638366916734661</id><published>2008-12-20T22:40:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:12:05.270+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight, Songs and Movies</title><content type='html'>I am totally and utterly SICK of anti-Twilighters bringing Stephenie Meyer being a Mormon into their anti-Twilight rants. One, I am a Mormon. Two, going against someone because of their religion is DESPICABLE, and in Australia it is AGAINST THE LAW.&lt;br /&gt;So those anti-Twilighters out there, I don't care that you don't like Twilight. But if you bring religion into this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone watching Event Horizon? It's quite an interesting movie.&lt;br /&gt;(It's on TV at the moment, Prime I think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hello, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playground school bell rings again&lt;br /&gt;Rain clouds come to play again&lt;br /&gt;Has no-one told you she's not breathing&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I am your mind&lt;br /&gt;Giving you someone to talk to&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;If I smile and don't believe&lt;br /&gt;Soon I know I'll wake from this dream&lt;br /&gt;Don't try to fix me&lt;br /&gt;I'm not broken&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I am the lie&lt;br /&gt;Living for you so you can hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Hello&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here&lt;br /&gt;All that's left of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kristy, Are You Doing OK?, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Offspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;And it's stuck in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Way back when we were just kids&lt;br /&gt;Cos your eyes told a tale&lt;br /&gt;Of an act of betrayal&lt;br /&gt;I knew that somebody did&lt;br /&gt;Oh wings of time seem to&lt;br /&gt;Wash away the scenes of our crimes&lt;br /&gt;For you this never ends&lt;br /&gt;Can you stay strong?&lt;br /&gt;Can you go on?&lt;br /&gt;Kristy, are you doing ok?&lt;br /&gt;A rose that won't bloom&lt;br /&gt;Winter's kept you&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your whole life trying&lt;br /&gt;To get back what was taken away&lt;br /&gt;Though the marks on your dress&lt;br /&gt;Had been neatly repressed&lt;br /&gt;I knew that something was wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I should've spoke out&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry now&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know cos we were so young&lt;br /&gt;Oh clouds of time seem to&lt;br /&gt;Rain on innocence left behind&lt;br /&gt;It never goes away&lt;br /&gt;Can you stay strong?&lt;br /&gt;Can you go on?&lt;br /&gt;Kristy, are you doing ok?&lt;br /&gt;A rose that won't bloom&lt;br /&gt;Winter's kept you&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your whole life trying&lt;br /&gt;To get back what was taken away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cath ... , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Cab For Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cath...&lt;br /&gt;She stands with a well intentioned man&lt;br /&gt;But she can't relax with his hands on the small of her back&lt;br /&gt;As the flashbulbs burst she holds a smile&lt;br /&gt;Like someone would hold a crying child&lt;br /&gt;Soon everybody will ask what became of you&lt;br /&gt;Your heart was dying fast and you didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Cath...&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you live in someone else's dream&lt;br /&gt;In a hand-me-down wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;With the things that could have been are repressed&lt;br /&gt;But you said your vows and you closed the door&lt;br /&gt;On so many men who would have loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Soon everybody will ask what became of you&lt;br /&gt;Your heart was dying fast and you didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;The whispers that it won't last roll up and down the pews&lt;br /&gt;And if our hearts were dying that fast, they would have done the same as you&lt;br /&gt;I'd have done the same as you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some songs that have stuck out to me in recent times.&lt;br /&gt;The Offspring one is totally different to the style they used to have. They've mellowed up a bit :)&lt;br /&gt;Actually there's another Offspring one that's stuck out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Can't Get My) Head Around You, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Offspring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Every single day what you say makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt;Even though I try I can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in the night there's a light in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Heaven up above with a shove, I beg it's me&lt;br /&gt;Even though I try I fall in the river of you&lt;br /&gt;You've managed to bring me down too&lt;br /&gt;All your faking (Get up,Get up,Get up, Get up)&lt;br /&gt;Shows you're aching (Get up, Get up, Get up)&lt;br /&gt;Every single day what you say makes no sense to me&lt;br /&gt;Lettin' you inside isn't right, you'll mess with me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never really know what's really going on inside you&lt;br /&gt;I Can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;All your feeling (Get up,Get up,Get up,Get up)&lt;br /&gt;Shows you're breathing (Get up, Get up, Get up)&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see&lt;br /&gt;Covering it up like a cut with the likes of me&lt;br /&gt;You know I've really tried, I can't do any more about you&lt;br /&gt;(Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah) The cut's getting deeper&lt;br /&gt;(Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah) The hill's getting steeper.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll never know what's really going on inside you&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;I can't get my head around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that ends the song stuff tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch a movie. Not tired. G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3964638366916734661?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3964638366916734661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3964638366916734661' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3964638366916734661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3964638366916734661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight-songs-and-movies.html' title='Twilight, Songs and Movies'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-5581251156183481575</id><published>2008-12-20T15:59:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:47:16.004+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My hand - an update - among other things</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor about my hand today. Apparently it could be anything, like a chip fracture, arthritis, infection, etc ... so I went off to have an Xray. If nothing definitive came up on that then I'm to have a blood test. Well, guess what? Looks like I'll have to have yet ANOTHER blood test. You realise that makes about three in a month?&lt;br /&gt;And what happens if they can't find out what's wrong with my hand? I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too hard to be extremely mad with Mado for long, especially now she's shut up. But she was SERIOUSLY annoying me. And to think Kayto may bring it up again tomorrow ... If she does ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like the holidays too much. The company of my mind is too much to handle after a while, without proper distraction, cos it's always busy, always thinking, always processing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas day: wake up, open presents with immediate family, go to grandparents for lunch and afternoon with cousins and aunts and uncles as well, then have dinner at my other grandparents. TOO busy if you ask me, trust me it is. It's been like this almost every year, and oh it is a busy day. Cos I have so many relatives on my dad's side ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hand hurts so much after being poked, prodded, twisted around, out of the bandage for an extended period of time (it's not out for more than five minutes, except it had to be out for AGES today for Xrays) and then my youngest sister decided that repeatedly bumping it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll stop writing down my gloomy thoughts, cos no-one really wants to know about them, or at least that's the messages I've been given.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-5581251156183481575?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/5581251156183481575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=5581251156183481575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5581251156183481575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/5581251156183481575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-went-to-doctor-about-my-hand-today.html' title='My hand - an update - among other things'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-4706293750943511500</id><published>2008-12-19T22:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:00:08.759+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school gone</title><content type='html'>I'm still extremely angry at one of my best friends, and what's worse is that she's playing dumb to what's making me so mad. I'm still angry at the majority of my friends from school. And I'm am REALLY angry at my parents. They manage to ruin everything, and destroy all my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure why I'm so angry at pretty much everyone. There's no real reason. Then again, there's no real reason for me to feel so down all the time either. Life's full of deep dark murky mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of school for New South Waliens who attend public schools. The end of Year 8 for me. And what a mucked up year it was. But how good it was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. I'm just so confused right now and I don't have the ability to write my thoughts down like I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting up another blog, where I'll put my writing and artwork on, so youse can see it and critic it if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting it's nearly Christmas. I'll be doing the same thing I do each year, going to my grandparents' places. Thank goodness I don't live too far from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4706293750943511500?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4706293750943511500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4706293750943511500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4706293750943511500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4706293750943511500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-day-of-school-gone.html' title='Last day of school gone'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-8667606656472148218</id><published>2008-12-18T17:18:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:33:34.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry and hurt</title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I am REALLY angry at one of my best friends, and pretty angry at most of the rest. No-one knows when to shut up and stop, do they? And no-one seems to know when I'm in a bad mood. Isn't storming off explicit enough? Isn't constantly emailing "shut up" enough?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DOES IT TAKE?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, youse all may think you're smart, getting into an academically selective high school and all, but you're not if you can't understand the most obvious of things.&lt;br /&gt;And to think that some of you can't tell when to stop, when you know a fair bit about what's going on and I've made my wish clear to you, it really hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to update people on my hand, it gets worse each day. According to the doctor it should've been fine a couple of days ago. But doctors are never right, are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-8667606656472148218?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8667606656472148218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=8667606656472148218' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8667606656472148218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/8667606656472148218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/angry-and-hurt.html' title='Angry and hurt'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7586077109357793547</id><published>2008-12-16T16:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:47:07.741+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Carbon Reductions Scheme</title><content type='html'>My mouth feels weird cos I just had some coleslaw before a drink of cordial/juice/gingerale mix. Ewwwwww. I'm not doing that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Science today we were on computers with free time so I stuck my MP3 player in and played some songs. And no-one complained about them :) In fact they liked it. Which means I got good taste ;)&lt;br /&gt;It was some Paramore, The Living End and Evanescence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh today I found out I got a distinction in the University of NSW Maths test. TOTALLY did not expect that. So I'm happy. Except for the fact that my other friends didn't do so well, that I know of, and some of them have high-pressure parents :( Plus I consider them to be better than me in Maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have the formal assembly. Yuk. Two whole periods of UTTER torture just watching people get presented with "prestigious" awards. Yuk.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like awards systems anyway. I just don't agree with how these ones are set out. In my first primary school, a few people in each class were chosen for awards, if they did something "special" that week. That's the best award system I've ever seen. And even then it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need something to do, instead of just sitting around thinking. It's never done me any good in the end, doing that. But there's nothing else I really can do, except read, listen to muusic or beg Dad to let me out for a walk when he gets home, cos of my hand getting in the way of some other, much better options. And I'm plain sick of those options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I thought that Mute wouldn't be at school today. And he wasn't :"( Really been missing you Mute, if you ever see this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does everyone think of this new carbon emission reduction scheme? Too much or too little a target? Is it a good or bad way of going about "saving the world"? Etc&lt;br /&gt;Me? I think the target is too small. At LEAST start on 15% and work up to 25%. But NO.&lt;br /&gt;... Then again, I was always an eco freako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T PLAY HOCKEY TONIGHT&lt;br /&gt;:""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""""C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on that sad note, I shall say goodbye. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7586077109357793547?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7586077109357793547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7586077109357793547' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7586077109357793547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7586077109357793547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/carbon-reductions-scheme.html' title='Carbon Reductions Scheme'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6144959669193408952</id><published>2008-12-15T16:45:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T17:45:45.025+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Mute is back!</title><content type='html'>Today was just one of those days that seems like a great day weatherwise, but you don't take any notice cos you're BORED OUTTA YOUR MIND. You also don't take any notice cos you don't really want to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Mute is back at school! YAY! Missed him HEAPS.&lt;br /&gt;But Katie wasn't at school. She's gone to Samoa. Lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand still bad. But not so much at the moment. Thank heavens for that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go now, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6144959669193408952?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6144959669193408952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6144959669193408952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6144959669193408952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6144959669193408952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/mute-is-back.html' title='Mute is back!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6291642066499824864</id><published>2008-12-14T23:23:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:01:25.820+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid tendonitis</title><content type='html'>I can't use my right hand. Apparently I have tendonitis in it. Whatever it is, it hurts like hell. And whatever it is, because of it I CAN'T USE MY RIGHT HAND! So some of the easiest stuff is so difficult to do now, and I can't write AT ALL. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading Finding Cassie Crazy earlier, the bit where Cass meets Matthew Dunlop in the reserve and he is so utterly vicious and leaves her in the rain. And then her two friends Em and Lyd come in to see her soaked to the bone and sobbing. Em and Lyd resolve to find Matthew Dunlop. They do. They are now deciding on revenge.&lt;br /&gt;I cried when I read the bits about Cass in the reserve. I always do. But now it was sadder than ever, because before a couple of months ago I pretty much never saw any of my friends cry.&lt;br /&gt;And now I have, way too often, and I know it is one of the most heart-breaking things ever. Especially if they are so strong that you'd never pin them to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Finding Cassie Crazy is a great book - hilarious, heart-breaking, intense, light-hearted, intriguing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far out, I LOATHE my hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I am damn annoyed at not being able to write. I so need to. But there's nothing to be done, is there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6291642066499824864?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6291642066499824864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6291642066499824864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6291642066499824864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6291642066499824864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid-tendonitis.html' title='Stupid tendonitis'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7009344515254386744</id><published>2008-12-13T12:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:23:04.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'>L.O.L - Little Old Lady!</title><content type='html'>Here's why I crack up every time I see or hear "lol":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little old lady, lady, lady&lt;br /&gt;All dressed in black, black, black&lt;br /&gt;Is up to soemthing shady, shady, shady&lt;br /&gt;Like stealing your crack, crack, crack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7009344515254386744?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7009344515254386744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7009344515254386744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7009344515254386744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7009344515254386744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/lol-little-old-lady.html' title='L.O.L - Little Old Lady!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7512071085414931852</id><published>2008-12-12T23:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:23:24.139+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing deep and arguing shallow</title><content type='html'>A couple of days ago at school was the Year 7 vs Year 8 debate. And what a shallow topic it was.&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTY IS BETTER THAN BRAINS&lt;br /&gt;Honestly. So damn shallow. And the sevvies (who were affirmative) had the stupidest arguments. Eg "I'd be more likely to talk to a beautiful person". Although ... they did get quite a BURN in - when negative (Year 8) said that brains could create artificial beauty, affirmative came back with "Cos they KNOW that beauty is better than brains". WHAT A BURN.&lt;br /&gt;Year 8 won. YES! Else we could never had lived it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that my Maths teacher is a stalker. Cos now there are at least three people in my class that have seen her in weird places outside of school. Sydney MacDonald's, clarinet lesson and hospital ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a poem I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Addiction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One feel and you’re taken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once is enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It won’t be forsaken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One taste and it won’t be forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The memory won’t leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s sweet, but rotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One moment and you’re caught&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s a master&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That must be constantly fought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Means one more regret&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It’s another personal crime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another thing you want to forget&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, about addiction. It'd be horrid, losing pretty much all free will to something.&lt;br /&gt;I find heavier topics so much easier to write about. I don't know why. But if you ask me to write about something like true love or friendship or something, I'd get stuck for ages, and then what I wrote won't be to my usual standard.&lt;br /&gt;Hence all the poetry about broken relationships, depression, addiction, etc. It doesn't mean I've gone through it all - hell no, not all of it - but that's where imagination comes in.&lt;br /&gt;Actually earlier today I got told I had no imagination. But I find that person to be extremely annoying and such a try-hard / wannabe anyway, so it don't bother me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, here are some more poems ... some of you have been asking for them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once Upon A Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once upon a time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isn't that how fairytales begin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's how our tale began, anyway -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but as to whether this is a fairytale ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;let’s just say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it’s up for debate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much kinder that way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;instead of saying argument.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because argument equals conflict.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And though even fairytales have this,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there’s also a happy ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you can’t see this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that is why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there will be no happy ending,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no fairytale,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just To Leave Me One More Time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight, my pain will cease to exist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos you said you would come over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that we’ll have dinner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then go out a while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“The fresh air will be good for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My pale little angel”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He knew I was hiding some great wound&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never thought he was setting me up for greater&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But ate quickly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You took me to some abandoned park&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And said words you swore you’d never say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then turned about and left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With an air of elegance and nobility&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That left me shocked&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since when was agony elegant and noble?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight, my pain has just begun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos you said you’d come over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to leave me one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latter one I won a book with ... Loathing Lola, by William Kostakis. It's a good book - read it if you ever get the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;So, there's some of my poetry. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally heard Decode (Paramore) on the radio yesterday ... It oughta be played more though. Instead of all that crap music like Kings of Leon or Newton Faulkner or heaps of other people / bands that I've not heard the name of and definitely won't go outta my way to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, I'm off to write more. I've been pretty slack writing-wise lately, even my handwriting's gone crap. However I've doen heapsa drawings, for Christmas cards. Lol they were so fun to do. I stayed well away from your stereotypical Christmas card and just did pretty rough but sparky drawings that rip off modern Christmas ideas (such as Santa).&lt;br /&gt;OK! I'm going!&lt;br /&gt;G'night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7512071085414931852?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7512071085414931852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7512071085414931852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7512071085414931852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7512071085414931852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/writing-deep-and-arguing-shallow.html' title='Writing deep and arguing shallow'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3378977087691443664</id><published>2008-12-11T17:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:54:44.204+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>Two of the people I'm really worrying about: Mit and Rhod.&lt;br /&gt;Rhod's really been shook up by her and Katie's friendship slowly loosening.&lt;br /&gt;And Mit ... you are so not like yourself sometimes. Like today. Something was wrong, and you finally admitted it to me, but you said it was a long story. By that, I thought that you didn't really want to talk, so I didn't try to pressure you. But I'm not so sure about my decision any more. Because I'm so damn worried about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going crazy - actually they've been crazy a while - and it's just downright confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I'm still enjoying life ... but there's also a lot more to feel sad and angry and confused about. So ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things were more simple earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3378977087691443664?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3378977087691443664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3378977087691443664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3378977087691443664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3378977087691443664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3763957703496050548</id><published>2008-12-10T23:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:09:18.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'>And the list goes on ...</title><content type='html'>Things are strange at the moment. Ecstatic that the group is back together. Sad at the sheer amount of cracks that have been left by the break. Trying to ignore the fact that my mother has gone all depressed cos of uni being over and being stuck in a chair most of the time cos of the surgery. Trying to ignore the fact that my dad has gone weird - jumping down my throat most of the time but being so nice at others. Angry at myself and teachers for the assignments I couldn't hand in (about three) cos a teacher I gave my USB to which had an assignment for her subject lost it. Angry at myself for letting my feelings take control of me, and having no control over them. Confused cos of major mood swings and lack of mood. Confused at feeling so tired all the time, when I've hardly ever been tired at all, my whole life. And the list goes on ...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just go back to being so damn sentimental and shallow and wish for the past, when things weren't so painful, confusing, vivid ...&lt;br /&gt;I guess that the greater the suffering, the better you feel after it. But why does it have to be so costly?&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've time for tonight. I want to look at a DVD before I drop dead (yuk, bad choice of words ... ) of exhaustion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3763957703496050548?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3763957703496050548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3763957703496050548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3763957703496050548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3763957703496050548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-list-goes-on.html' title='And the list goes on ...'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-616008730728832797</id><published>2008-12-08T10:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:38:48.322+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>Hey all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home, waiting for a doctor's appointment for an extension on a referral, then I'll be back at school. I worry when I'm not at school. Cos of how precarious things are at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got some CD / DVD set of Paramore's 'The Final Riot' gig in Chicago on Saturday. Some of the songs sound even better live, like We Are Broken. I can't decide whether Emergency and Hallelujah are better live or not, cos it's not too much different, but where it's different it's different in a good way. But it the recorded versions were also good ...&lt;br /&gt;I want to watch the DVD, but I'm gonna have to wait ...&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't life seem to be all about waiting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister got a mobile on the weekend, and Mum and Dad got new ones. Of course, everyone's HAS to be better than mine, and everyone's HAS to have a camera ...&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. At least no-one else has Rayman 3 on their phone, hehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went to the Central Coast to see my little cuz Keira. She's about a month or two old now, and is soooooooooooooooo cute. Pretty much the whole family on my Dad's side were there, so we had photos as well. :( Don't much like photos ... except when I'm taking them. But I don't get to take many ... :(&lt;br /&gt;We stopped in at my Nan and Grandpa's for some painkillers and cos a hailstorm was brewing. My Mum had knee surgery a few weeks ago, and so her leg isn't in the best condition atm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going to have recess and then go to my doctor's appointment ... Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-616008730728832797?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/616008730728832797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=616008730728832797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/616008730728832797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/616008730728832797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6814558933414920095</id><published>2008-12-06T00:27:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T01:03:07.907+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mixed Day</title><content type='html'>OH. MY. GOSH.&lt;br /&gt;I am just ...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was down in Sydney tonight, after school, with some friends and peoples who go to my church. And after we'd done whatev, we went to Macca's for dinner, as per usual (we do this every so often ... ). It was about 8:30 ... yeah late dinner. And I was sitting down eating mah burger (chicken bacon - is sparky) ... and someone calls my name. I look up and see ...&lt;br /&gt;MY MATHS TEACHER.&lt;br /&gt;(dunh dunh DUNH!)&lt;br /&gt;But think of it. 8:30pm, both of us well away from where we live ...&lt;br /&gt;MUST IT HAD BEEN MY MATHS TEACHER?&lt;br /&gt;At least she didn't ask why I wasn't in class today. Cos then I would've had to have said, Oh I was in the hosptial having a diabetes checkup and a blood test and everything was damn horrible ...&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, she was nice ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in school for second half lunch and English. Bludge.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seemed OK though ... I don't think there's any new happening for me to worry myself sick about ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh. My checkup was damn horrid and I don't wanna talk about it. I just don't like hospitals, doctors, needles, blood tests, operating rooms (although I didn't see one today, THANK GOODNESS), etc ...&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO DON'T LIKE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT ME LIKE I'M NOT THERE. WHEN I AM AND LISTENING EVEN WHEN I'M TRYING TO BLOCK IT ALL OUT.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. Why is it that all adults do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'll just talk more about my Sydney trip.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the car with my cousin / friend Madi, my uncle / Madi's dad, and two other girls. We had so much fun going down. Just talking randomly. And towards the end playing a game that mixed Spotto and Punchbuggy. A punchbuggy is worth 10 points, a spotto is worth one. Kayto won, with 2 punchbuggys and 2-4 spottos. I came second, about 17 spottos (lol). Mado third, one punchbuggy and a spotto. Rach last with one or two spottos.&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way back Kayto wasnt in the car. She was staying down in Sydney. Mado, Rach and I talked heaps about Harry Potter and then got onto random things. We spent pretty much the entire trip back home in hysterics. I was usually the cause of them (either fortunately or unfortunately I cannot tell you ... ).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway ... "Hey Dad, I'm on the freeway ... IN A SPUGGY!"&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Spuggy is my name for a yellow VW Beetle. Mix of Spotto and Buggy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, gettin late, so shall go now ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(STILL CAN'T BELIEVE THAT MACCA'S THING!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6814558933414920095?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6814558933414920095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6814558933414920095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6814558933414920095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6814558933414920095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh.html' title='A Mixed Day'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-9031308149754771473</id><published>2008-12-04T17:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:30:40.559+11:00</updated><title type='text'>School stuff</title><content type='html'>This concerns the schoolies. Cos it involves the schoolies, and no-one else seems care about my rants about school stuff anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I even want to say anything. Cos too many people can just come onto this blog and find out all about whatever ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this whole friend-on-friend thing is really getting to me. It's getting to everyone. I'm sick of the people who are being so two-faced. I'm sick of watching K and R and C cry. I'm sick of feeling so damn bad cos of everything going on without looking like it'll ever end, and there's nothing that can be done about it. I'm sick of feeling like I'm gonna cry one minute, then feeling nothing the next cos it's just been buried somewhere where I can't find it. I'm sick of feeling so damn bad one minute then the next laughing hysterically at nothing. I'm sick of all this fighting and backstabbing. I'm sick of everything. I want things to be how they used to be, but feel stupid for wanting that because it's past and sentimental. I'm sick of so much more, but can't find the words to say them, and I don't want to face saying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to admit it to ... anyone ... , but maybe I do need these sessions with the psychologist. In fact maybe I've needed them all along. But it's so hard for me to talk about my problems, cos that goes against 1) how I am 2) how I deal with the bad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone changing their opinions about me just cos maybe I have problems. I'm the same person. I'm just trying to deal with something that's come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ... with all that out ... maybe I feel worse. I don't know now. I guess I'll have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;But it's kinda ... idk ... embarrassing ... I don't do this sorta thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-9031308149754771473?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9031308149754771473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=9031308149754771473' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9031308149754771473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9031308149754771473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/school-stuff.html' title='School stuff'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-1001726012106513608</id><published>2008-12-02T17:05:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:49:18.159+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff titles!</title><content type='html'>*incomprehensible muttering*&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much what I'm doing in my head atm. Yeah strange. Get used to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, I'm so emotioned out. Cos of all the fighting in my group of friends at school recently. And today, we were given back our maths yearly results and everyone's (well ... pretty much everyone's :( ) were totally horrid.&lt;br /&gt;And then SOMEONE decides to take their bitterness over a bad mark (which pretty much everyone got) on someone ELSE ... and that someone else had their birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh she and another person 'someone' scared cos of their mood was in tears. And I'm not taking it out on you or taking K&amp;amp;Rs side, it's just that you need to learn a bit more control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I'll stop writing such depressing stuff cos I know no-one wants to hear it. I just lyk venting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ... Saturday Odog had a gingerbread making party, and it was sparky as! So much fun! Lessee ... Rhoddie, Lilah, Jodie, Brad, Mute, Puzzle and Nutmeg came along. Brad's gingerbread house was the best - JELLY BABY HELL!&lt;br /&gt;Omigosh, Odog's dog is so cute :) Mute found his new best friend :)&lt;br /&gt;And Puzzle learned to like Skippy too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was also my dad's birthday ... Mum and I had bought him two of the Bourne movies foe his bday a while ago, and Mum found the most hilarious place to hide them :) But I can't tell you. His Christmas present is there too and I know for a fact Dad checks my blog and devART at times ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the first two periods of tomorrow off - vocal stuff. Going over some carols and singing the school song for the 09 sevvies.&lt;br /&gt;Yessssssssss, outta Geography and English, hehehehe ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-1001726012106513608?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/1001726012106513608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=1001726012106513608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1001726012106513608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/1001726012106513608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/12/incomprehensible-muttering-pretty-much.html' title='Stuff titles!'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3555272591928364582</id><published>2008-11-27T17:23:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:33:07.112+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW it's NOT nichts besonderes cos I'm thinking</title><content type='html'>Huh. Seems that heapsa people are just using their blogs for diary purposes. Me? No. I already keep a diary, on paper and currently with black ink. Much more private when I'm the only one allowed to read it. And would I let someone read my diary? HELL NO! SO DON'T ASK!&lt;br /&gt;Why did I start blogging then, you ask? FOR SOMETHING TO DO. I was bored the day I started. And besides, it sounded fun. It has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. In uni, cultural studies is shortened as CULT. Would you like to join a cult? It only cost on average about $10 000 last year!&lt;br /&gt;Uhuh, apparently uni entry fees last year were an average of $10 000. Scary, no?&lt;br /&gt;And join our soccer (SOCA - sociolog and social anthropolgy) club for the same fee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I'm thinking now. Which means soon I shold be getting to homework. Never stops ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No noose is good noose!"&lt;br /&gt;How true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now. Off to conquer Homeworkland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3555272591928364582?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3555272591928364582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3555272591928364582' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3555272591928364582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3555272591928364582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/now-its-not-nichts-besonderes-cos-im.html' title='NOW it&apos;s NOT nichts besonderes cos I&apos;m thinking'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4773000066139881755.post-4806906817002564484</id><published>2008-11-27T16:59:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:16:38.752+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Not thinking ... so nichts besonderes is coming from my typing</title><content type='html'>Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Tooooooodaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;It was OK.&lt;br /&gt;We had some tax office thing, were people from the ATO came in and told us to get tax file numbers. Or else.&lt;br /&gt;Rhoddie and Puzzle cos of their stupid teacher got failed in their History exam. I hate that teacher. She can be good, but at the end of the day ...&lt;br /&gt;Crystal was excited cos she was taking the bus home with Brad. She was literally counting down the minutes ... :)&lt;br /&gt;I had heapsa fun cos I could TALK PROPERLY today, pretty much ALL day, whereas I hadn't been able to do that for a full two weeks (at least I think it was two weeks ... yes it is ...). YAY!!!! Although, my throat was really bad after Drama cos we were reading through some Monty Python scripts. They were so funny though! And I even likes the Spam one! &lt;em&gt;Viking (&lt;/em&gt;singing&lt;em&gt;): Spam, spam, lovely spam, wondeful spam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had fun cos I got to play OzTag. Even though my nose was running miles.&lt;br /&gt;It felt so people-missing today though! Cos Katie and Jodie are in Sydney for State debating. :( WE MISS YOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. It seems that me having a blog has caused a chain reaction. A few of my friends have started some up, and then their friends have ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment I don't wanna think. It's too hot to think. It's too BORING to think ...&lt;br /&gt;And if I did start thinking, who knows where the thoughts could end up. So much better just to sit here gazing into the depths of the computer screen ... which isn't very deep. Yep, you heard that right computer. You are SHALLOW.&lt;br /&gt;See why I don't wanna think? I might start talking to the computer! Or worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! DON'T TURN THE AIR-CON OFF! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;*grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's your fix of &lt;em&gt;nichts besonderes&lt;/em&gt; for the moment. You might get something better when I start wanting to think. &lt;em&gt;Auf Wiedersehen!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wait ... is that how you spell it? WHAT DOES IT MATTER ANYWAY! I'M NOT THINKING!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-4806906817002564484?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/4806906817002564484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=4806906817002564484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4806906817002564484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/4806906817002564484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='Not thinking ... so nichts besonderes is coming from my typing'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6455898330113987850</id><published>2008-11-26T23:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:25:03.916+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I did say I'd put some of my poetry on ...&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this a bit over a month and a half ago. It's OK. Not my best. But it's not too gloomy either. My poetry tends to be quite gloomy. It's just easier to write that way. Always has been. In Yr 6 pretty much every character I wrote about dies, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Night Is Calling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pools of ink around me&lt;br /&gt;Taunting the feeble streetlight&lt;br /&gt;A carpet of pitch embraces me&lt;br /&gt;A gentle hand blocking my sight&lt;br /&gt;A fervent shiver through the shade&lt;br /&gt;An energy springs into being&lt;br /&gt;Lethargy does go and fade&lt;br /&gt;For the night is ... freeing&lt;br /&gt;The night is whispering urgently&lt;br /&gt;Can you not hear it?&lt;br /&gt;The night is beckoning insistently&lt;br /&gt;How can you not answer it?&lt;br /&gt;Compulsive actions&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable reactions&lt;br /&gt;The night is calling&lt;br /&gt;The bonds are falling&lt;br /&gt;Out in the black I wander&lt;br /&gt;Doing as I will when I will&lt;br /&gt;Memories gloomy always fonder&lt;br /&gt;Come now and take your fill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next one I wrote for those in my life who've been touched by depression. It's amazing, the amount of people who are. It's also not fair.&lt;br /&gt;And for those I wrote it for, I hope you find your stars ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stars and Storms&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bleak sky&lt;br /&gt;Has two small specks of light&lt;br /&gt;But behind her&lt;br /&gt;The winds hurl themselves around&lt;br /&gt;Angering the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Which spew hot blue lightning&lt;br /&gt;And boulders of hail&lt;br /&gt;It has become a race&lt;br /&gt;A deadly game&lt;br /&gt;As the storm behind her&lt;br /&gt;Sets its sight on those weak distant stars&lt;br /&gt;If she can fend off the storm&lt;br /&gt;Of her depression and fury&lt;br /&gt;She will reach the stars&lt;br /&gt;And have peace a while&lt;br /&gt;Peace enough to carry her through&lt;br /&gt;Whatever comes next&lt;br /&gt;So run girl run&lt;br /&gt;And win this race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if you want to read more of my poetry, check out my deviantART [&lt;a href="http://nighthauntachika.deviantart.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooo ...&lt;br /&gt;Reading some of my schoolfriends' blogs. Seems as if all us are facing some storms of our own at the moment. Honestly tho, u add up all the problems me and some of my friends have had ...&lt;br /&gt;Apart from feeling bad for some of my friends atm tho, and not going to skool cos today my throat was sore as and I felt tired as a rat on heapsa tranquilisers, I'm pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, the song going thru my head! So outta place! I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do by ABBA. Come on! And to think it's THAT going through my head when the only music I've listened to today was a bit of 30 Seconds To Mars!&lt;br /&gt;The world is weird sometimes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a Gmail account yesterday or the day before. Gmail, despite what my friend Mado says, is really good. But then, hers doesn't have many functions ... it's just a basic one for school. It's a primary school email account.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, she's coming to my school next year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Just rambling on here, really. Gives me something to do.&lt;br /&gt;Bye for now ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6455898330113987850?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6455898330113987850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6455898330113987850' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6455898330113987850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6455898330113987850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6810457119904709500</id><published>2008-11-26T00:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:41:31.305+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Book-A-Minute</title><content type='html'>Book-A-Minute is a great site [&lt;a href="http://www.rinkworks.com/bookaminute/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my favourites from there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROMEO AND JULIET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo: Oh, Juliet!&lt;br /&gt;Juliet: Oh, Romeo!&lt;br /&gt;Romeo: Oh, Juliet!&lt;br /&gt;Juliet: Oh, Romeo!&lt;br /&gt;Romeo: Oh, Juliet! (dies)&lt;br /&gt;Juliet: Oh, Romeo!......Romeo?......Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Mariner: I am creepy and old. Listen to me.&lt;br /&gt;Wedding Guest: I'm late, but I'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Mariner: I killed an albatross. Then everyone died.&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward Cullen: Hoo mama, I can't decide whether to drink your blood or kiss you passionately.&lt;br /&gt;Bella Swan: That's hot.&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SILVER CHAIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(EUSTACE and JILL run away from some bullies and end up in NARNIA. They fret over a bunch of SIGNS, then go underground and learn about the evils of ATHEISM. They go back to England with CASPIAN and beat the living daylights out of some KIDS.)&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there yas go, some things to laugh at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6810457119904709500?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6810457119904709500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6810457119904709500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6810457119904709500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6810457119904709500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-minute-is-great-site-link-here-are.html' title='Book-A-Minute'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-6146527014715678517</id><published>2008-11-25T00:24:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:41:41.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm gonna be making a few chages on my blog (if you hadn't already noticed ... ). In a week, I'll be changing the URL to sonja-nighthaunta.blogspot.com to fit in with the title. Yeah, I like changing things like this. I'm of a fickle mind with some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY sorry about the depressed tone of the last blog. It's just really getting me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Next post I will probably put some of my poetry on ...&lt;br /&gt;Tho I may chicken out ... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G2G, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-6146527014715678517?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/6146527014715678517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=6146527014715678517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6146527014715678517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/6146527014715678517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-3016314130256459449</id><published>2008-11-22T23:24:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:47:58.104+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Sombre Note</title><content type='html'>What I am doing at the moment: listening alternately to 'Addicted' by Behind Crimson Eyes and 'Drop Dead Gorgeous' by Short Stack, trying to block out my thoughts of today, trying to calm down ...&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid today was NOT the best of days. Unfortunately that seems to be happening a lot these days, no matter how much I try not to let anything work me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how many bands I like come from Melbourne. It's really weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hope you drop dead gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;I hope you drop dead anyway!"&lt;br /&gt;Lol, that song is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry guys, I know I go on about songs heaps. But I like my music. And it's so easy to relate to - even more so than books. I think that's because music more truly reflects what life can be like, and in a more stirring way. Whereas books are only words on a page. Music has words, sound, layers ...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the philosophy. I do that enough without having to plague others about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All your faking&lt;br /&gt;Shows you're breaking"&lt;br /&gt;So true ... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rogue Trader song 'What Your On' ... I seem to be understanding that now. I always thought WTH????!!!! when I heard it ... but something's changed, and it makes so much sense. And to think it's so sad and I never realised ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah I'm bashing myself today. But I deserve it. I told myself I'd do something, something really important for me, and I didn't, couldn't, wouldn't do it ... whichever it was. And what hurts more is that at odd times I try to justify it. There is no justification for failing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that sombre note, I leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-3016314130256459449?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3016314130256459449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=3016314130256459449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3016314130256459449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/3016314130256459449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-sombre-note.html' title='Last Sombre Note'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-523565974697106620</id><published>2008-11-21T22:22:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T22:47:10.675+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on sickness hell ... and some more stuff</title><content type='html'>Hey guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doctor's today, a follow-up from my previous one. Seems that on top of whatever the viral infection I have has already given me - head cold, ear infection, tonsilitus and headaches - that I may have some thyroid problems or glandular fever. This just keeps getting better and better (!)&lt;br /&gt;But despite that, I am feeling a little bit better and should be at school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;When I don't have that blood test ... it's needed to confirm that thyroid stuff ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum had knee surgery yesterday, and she's in the hospital recovering. She looks OK. Once she's fully recovered she'll be better off than how she started. But that'll take time ...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday they had this drain in her leg, I'm not sure what for. It was full of blood though. I didn't know you could lose that much blood and still be in relatively good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds stupid but I can't wait to get back to school. I haven't seen any of my friends from there in over a week. Sad-making :(&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried sick (lol NO~, no reference to my physical state intended) about some of my friends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the official Decode music video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvnkAtWcKYg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvnkAtWcKYg&lt;/a&gt;. I love that song. The trailer is pretty good. It uses clips from the movie Twilight (the song is also part of the movie soundtrack) and there's also Paramore in there too - what good music video doesn't have some representation of the band in it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I just remembered something ... My cousin Madi was asked by some of her friends who she likes, but she either didn't want to say or didn't like a guy at that moment, so after getting pressured she makes up some random guy and calls him Tyler Clark. Yesterday I was reading some magazine she and I like (most of yas wouldn't know it) and there was this article written by a ... *drum roll* ... TYLER CLARK!&lt;br /&gt;SPARKY AS COINCIDENCE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, her reaction when I showed her ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-523565974697106620?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/523565974697106620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=523565974697106620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/523565974697106620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/523565974697106620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-guys-i-went-to-doctors-today-follow.html' title='Update on sickness hell ... and some more stuff'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-7043604758383522655</id><published>2008-11-19T00:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:16:44.831+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>I'm still flipping sick with no sign that it's letting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting bad news each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write more later. But Dad wants me to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-7043604758383522655?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/7043604758383522655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=7043604758383522655' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7043604758383522655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/7043604758383522655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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-4773000066139881755.post-9010830746423544475</id><published>2008-11-17T00:33:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:39:40.447+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne Stokes be a SPARKY artist ... with devART account! :)</title><content type='html'>Just very quickly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sparky artist, Anne Stokes, who did that 'Dragon Reflection' artwork I featured in the previous entry? She has a deviantART account! YAY :)&lt;br /&gt;It be: &lt;a href="http://ironshod.deviantart.com/"&gt;http://ironshod.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt; and her gallery: &lt;a href="http://ironshod.deviantart.com/gallery/#_featured"&gt;http://ironshod.deviantart.com/gallery/#_featured&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look and be amazed! I sure was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO hope I don't go and commit academic suicide in these yearlies ... I haven't been in good condition to study cos I've been so sick lately. It's gonna cost me. Unfairly :'(&lt;br /&gt;SO not looking forward to this ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4773000066139881755-9010830746423544475?l=sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/feeds/9010830746423544475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4773000066139881755&amp;postID=9010830746423544475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9010830746423544475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4773000066139881755/posts/default/9010830746423544475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sonja-weirdwackywondergirl.blogspot.com/2008/11/anne-stokes-be-sparky-artist-with.html' title='Anne Stokes be a SPARKY artist ... with devART account! :)'/><author><name>Sonja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04735055956174219179</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></feed>
