Oh my gosh.... nutella and strawberries.... Looks like you don't have to die to go to heaven.

Heya It's my first day of uni -- first day of my last full-time semester. I had my first lecture before, for Business Policy and Strategy. The final exam for that subject is worth 70%. Talk about pressure! I'm not like my friends who take courses with names like Advanced Computer Nerdulance and Mysterious Coding Languages 1000 who elect to take their final exam as worth 100% of their mark. (Who then go on to fail the subject despite the fact that the are practically Mensa candidates, all ...

Look, I'm tired. Really tired. I had two hours' sleep last night and I have to go to uni tomorrow morning. So why am I still sitting up blogging instead of crawling beneath my sheets and zoning out to the world? I'll tell you why. Because there's no one to tell me to go to bed. Isn't that stupid? If someone told me to go -- it wouldn't matter who either, it could be my little sister or some random person who just turned up on my doorstep -- I would immediately say "you're right" and hu...

I'm rather tired. About half an hour ago I arrived home from our church's camp. T'was a very fun weekend, full of plenty of silliness and general mucking around. Lucky for you I'm not able to post the ridiculous videos we made over the past 24 hours, which consisted of an infomercial, a CSI-style show called "Grime Fighters" and a really uninspiring commando crawl impersonation. I don't know what it is about me but it seems like as soon as there's a video camera around I just start actin...

There is nothing new under the sun. I have spent the past hour or two reveling in the literary genius of Oscar Wilde. I am reading a book of Wilde's short stories given to me for my birthday by my dear friend Romony. The preface of the book tells me the stories were written between 1887 and 1891, yet they are so skilfully written, and more importantly, are full of such a fresh humour that seems so... modern. I think our society (or my perception of it anyway) flatters itself on thinki...

Hey all Cruisy Sunday afternoon at my house, one I've been needing for quite some time. I love these days home by myself, where I can bum around and do as I please. I've been pretty tired lately as I alluded in my last entry so I had vowed to myself that I would not be tempted by any invitations to socialise this afternoon, no matter who invited me or how irresistable the offer seemed. Thankfully I was able to keep my promise to myself and I came home straight after church to an empty hous...

I think sometimes tears, as well as headaches and sniffly noses, can be a good thing. They show you in embarrassingly obvious physical form what you've been suspecting for quite some time now: you're in need of a break. I'm in need of a break. Looking back and looking forward are two intensely tiring activities for me at the moment. Looking back I see months and months of study, assignments, exams, work, article writing and socialising, all fulfilling and fun. Looking forward I see mo...

I'm both sad and excited at the same time. A big thing happened to me today and I'm all a fluster of emotions at the moment so please bear with me. Today I had to say goodbye to someone who's been a very important part of my life for a number of years. It's ok, I knew it was coming and he'd been sick for quite some time and I knew it was better to let him go. It's been hard though. His name was Wellington and he was my mobile phone. Since we first met on 20 June 2001 we'd been practicall...

I greet you all tonight with a sheepish grin and some self-conscious sideways glances. I can't say I'm proud, but at least I admit it. I love Australian Idol. It's like those days at school when you would whisper furtively to your best friend behind the toilet blocks the name of the boy you secretly had a crush on. Of course she would "cross her heart, hope to die, stick a needle in her eye" that she wouldn't tell anyone but somehow the secret would get out and then the whole grade would ...

Indulge me while I dream for a while.... It's 6 am... or 7... or 8.... who knows or cares because I'm slowly waking up about 5 years from now and I like what I see. I'm in an adorable litle inner city apartment or studio or townhouse and I say inner city because I don't know if it's inner Brisbane or Sydney or Melbourne or London, all I know is that I'm right there, in the middle of the action. My bed is cool and the room is gently lit with that sweet white light of early morning, the kind...

Hey you lot, Well, nearly two weeks since I blogged but I'm here again now so who cares? Plenty has happened in the past fortnight, not the least of which being that I completed my internship at that exemplary publication, The Queensland Times. About twenty published articles (including three front pagers) later, I may seriously be soon to call the QT my new place of employment. We'll see, I should have more news (har har) on that front by Tuesday. For now, I'm just being patient and reco...

Hiya Two down, eight to go. Days that is, of my internship at the local daily newspaper. It's just tops at the moment, I'm really really enjoying it! Yesterday was my first day (though I'm sure you could have worked that out if you'd really thought about it) and although I had a fairly good day I wasn't feeling overly inspired about it. Retrospectively I think I have to put that down to tiredness. My life is crazy (but awesome... I've been having so much fun recently! Partly the reason I h...

Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! This is me with the DRUMMER FROM MAVERICK! If you look closely, you can see that I've wet my pants with excitement. Hey, can you blame me? Swooningly yours, Teegstar

I’m in love… with skies heavy with stars, with the warm breeze in Spring, with the first dive in a cold pool With a thousand strolls along creek beds With a thousand dripping ice cream cones With a thousand adventures, like trips back to childhood I’m in love… with stilettos and trenchcoats, with arthouse theatres, with the city’s skyline With a thousand brownstone townhouses With a thousand aeroplane disembarkments With a thousand dreams of tomorrows I’m in love… with Rupert Eve...

hi. i probably won't send this, which is why i'm going to be really honest in my answers. first of all, i wondered if there was any particular reason for this email, whether you were worried about anything or if you yourself really wanted to answer these questions so you asked me first so i'd ask you back. either way i don't know how long i'm going to be on the computer so i'd better get on with the answering. hi there you, how are you??? no really... how are you? Whats goin...