i'm just feeling a twinge of sadness bout how next year is going to turn out at college.

most of the paulines i know are graduating thus this would be the last couple of times i get to hang out with them, which is such a pity after getting to know such great guys.
and it's always the end of year when you're wondering if your friends would be returning next year, it's all nice being in this state of ignorane happy bliss where you don't have to worry if your group of friends are depleting.

the whole fear of the unknown.

hopefully i'll be a great senior next year, and even more hopefully i'll get kath hubbard's room which i'm really eyeing at the moment. but on the whole it's spacious enough to put in an extra desk, sofa and the whole lot. cupboard space is GREATLY reduced.

where am i gonna put all my clothes/shoes???!!

haha such a sandra thing to worry about.

so many disadvantages of quad side room,
1. you tend to get all the noise from the quad obviously. the acoustics of the place is simply amazing every small sound is amplified, i would have thought the sandstone interior would have absorbed the noise but that doesn't seem to be the case.

2. unfortunately it's facing in so there goes the morning sunrises and gorgeous morning sunshine streaming through the windows, i've really grown so fond off it.
i really can't help being all sentimental but i do feel all sad.

i won't be getting any morning OR afternoon sun being in west. consolation sandy, western roman empire!


2b. another issue about it facing in, i'll be deprived of all the nudie runs!!! i want to be on the forefront of such important intercol issues!

2c. i can't leave my windows open at night lest there be people leering/perving at moi.

perks of moving into kath's room next year.

it's so pretty!

that's about it. ha but it's not really considered cause its how she does it up.
well but i'm still really pro north 202/=.

so so so so hope i get it man
03:00

clearly the thing works but it took i reckon about a week to be 'google-able', so be patient
so anyway i'm making some revisions to it.
btw ignore the previous one dated the 21st of this month, i'm just leaving it there so i don't have to go through the whole one week++ time lapse before our names can be googled.

most generic terms applicable for all of us.

sancta sophia college, sydney university, usyd, 2005 2006, B.R.A BRA beware running amazionians, occult, sophs, hot paulines, procrastination, sals, formals, informals, paul's,

now to the general specifics

jennifer walpole
twin, freak show, psychic connection, arts degree, graduate class 2006, thai, japanese, asain studies, whip, establishment, stripper, cult leader, randwick girls, bobby robert desmond catterall (sp?), severed buddah head, alcohol, red bull, extravagant spender, tuxedo shirts, teacup catering, pontip asian grocery shop, naked pauline.

philippa crowter
veterinary vet science, animals, eurasian, hong kong, chinese international school, british citizen, freak of nature back, philly, vegetarian, catering, nick 'he counts' dunford, lin-bin, wilting wallflower (she wanted it in here!)

samantha siripol
physiology, psychology, immunolgy, advance bachelor of science degree, canberra, canberra grammar girls school, parliment house, crazy cat lady, cats, chaser, jordan, harlot.

sandra ho
psychology, ancient history, latin, human biology, italian, art history, petite, art museum, eating, ballet, patrizio buanne, singapore, crazy singing, CHIJ, IJ, AEP, sailing, lazy, catering, beer.

that's all for now i reckon, got to get started on my ancient history revision. have to cover 150-800AD. 650 painful years of convulated details.
22:09

goodness it works!
i half forgot about my experiment on increasing our internet presence but goodness it works! as evident by sammy's tag entry today/yesterday!!

coolies and also stumbled upon this webSHITE by one of the people from philly's old school! it was beyond blatant that the person who created the webshite was "clearly OBVIOUSLY retarded". and not to mention sad, hello it's a recent site documenting his 13th birthday!

i mean how utterly sad can you get, it was 7 freaking years ago and the english? good grief i don't even want to get started on how ghastly it was, haha philly and i did have a good laugh at it tho. she's considering meeting up with him for my and our own amusement but then there would be the problem of shaking him off once he's latched on like a sucking leech who sucks suckily (i'm going with the whole black adder alleteration thing which i think i'm not quite so successful)

speaking of webshites, i'm putting up some links courtesey of sammy whose sense of humour is.... uh very crazy old cat lady. goodness you all have got to meet my college friends they're hilarious. ah college.

man i'm SO NOT looking forward to going back for THREE WHOLE MONTHS!

looks like the tv's gonna be replacing jen and philly as my new level 1 friends for the summer break.
21:52

we made a pact to take the time
to get to know each other deep inside
no rushing in to cross the line
it maybe a little old fashioned but it feels so right


bridge:
been holding back for so long
what feels so right can't be wrong
baby you can read it in my eyes
let's write the story of our lives tonight

Chorus:
don't be afraid, turn down the lights
baby move in closer it's gonna be alright
this is the moment we'll remember all our lives
forever begins tonight


i know you're feeling those butterflies
well let me tell you a secret so am i
well baby it's ok baby it's alright
just follow our hearts now
to what we feel inside


been holding back for so long
what feels so right can't be wrong
baby you can read it in my eyes
let's write the story of our lives tonight

don't be afraid, turn down the lights
baby move in closer it's gonna be alright
this is the moment we'll remember all our lives
forever begins tonight


i know it'll be alright when we see the morning sun

italian bits which i'm still trying to learn by listening.
15:52

very sad.

we were talking about our internet presence or lack thereof (not fair that jordon has a gazillion sites on him then again he's OLD, hear that jordan!)

so anyway to increase our non existence on the internet i'm gonna to just add random search words to our names so at least when people google us something about us pops up. sad huh. you can really tell i'm procrastinating

most generic terms applicable for all of us.
sancta sophia college, sydney university, usyd, 2005 2006, B.R.A beware running amazionians, occult, sophs, hot paulines, procrastination, sauls, formals, informals, paul's,

now to the general specifics

jennifer walpole
twin, freak show, psychic connection, arts degree, thai, japanese, whip, cult leader, randwick, bobby, bob mobile, buddah head, alcohol, tuxedo shirts, catering, asian grocery shop, naked pauline.
philippa crowter
vet science, nick, hong kong, american school, british citizen, tall, philly, richard dawkins, vegetarian, catering
samantha siripol
physiology, psychology, immunolgy, canberra, canberra grammar girls school, jordan, harlot,
sandra ho
psychology, ancient history, latin, human biology, italian, art history, petite, art museum, patrizio buanne, singapore, crazy singing, sailing, lazy, catering, beer.

hmmm ok i'm going to test it and google us now.
taa!
18:56

niki-san:
oh my god sandra i was walking past your room early this morning. were you playing roxanne????

haha guilty as charged.

watching moulin rogue has reignited my wanting to learn to tango. the main problem, well main problems.
number 1, height - terribly difficult to get a partner
number 2, no guy in his right mind wants to learn how to dance.
seriously there's nothing wrong with learning to dance.

ah well i'll see how it'll go next year.
06:12

reckon i'm in my ovulation period and that would explain why my hair was just so darned fabulous on fri.

but anyway it's also a very convenient biological excuse as to why i'm obsessing about guys right now.

hmmm preference for guy body shape.

i like one toned and somewhat muscular. the best sport for that?
water sports. well water sports in boats anyway.
swimmers, really broad shoulders and disproportionate V shape, which i don't find attractive at all.

so it's sailors or rowers for me.

but one sport i profess utter um.. dislike for is rugby.

seriously.
thick necks eww,
generally squared heads,
over developed calves ewwww,
massive chunky thighs even more eww,
lumpy overly bumpy biceps/triceps/muscles,
excessively bumpy silhloutte.

for our usual girl conversation, we described down the the precise details on the ideal body type. jen says my preference tends to be a bit pudgy. which i resent, well not really.
cause that's what describes ME at the moment.

i like a bit of the v shape but more of a straight but butch figure. toned but not muscular. bit of fat to pad about the edges is fantastic. no i'm not being sarcastic.
but i don't like skinny/lanky/scrawny guys who have less flesh than i do on mine.
you know, those sort of slightly, only very slightly thick torso from the side view.

yeah butch's the word i suppose.

oh yep, niki uses the word butch to describe my taste in guys, which is actually quite astute. even if that word does have negative connotations in sg.

well think i'll go take a short nap till bout 9 stupid body clock is all messed up.
then call for a doctor's appointment

so toodles!

oh oh can't forget surfers! great bod too. reminded me of this guy alexandra and i drool over.
at least i did get one thing out of being dragged to watch charlie's angels 2 with justin, ming and ed. only fair that both sexes get eye candy.

that's not the most flattering picture of him, but man oh man oh man you should just watch charlie for he's such a hottie! tho he's a biiiiiiiit less butch that i like but still.

so anyway he appeared in the surfing scene with the very appropriate song playing..





06:30

disclaimer,
dear derek ie darling stupidboy, i know you've read my blog before, so please do NOT read this entry (actually the past 5 ones too, to be on the safe side of course) lest you want to be somewhat tramautised or at least midly disturbed by what goes on in your sister's head.

then again i'm more tramautised by what i KNOW goes on in yours. ok now shoo boy! you're a legend!
KISSY KISSY KISS KISS!


monday night, 9pm.

level 1 friend philly and i were in the late dinining room getting our chow, thankful that we skipped the still running valentant dinner.

randomly spaced out midway during the conversation with a dreamy little smile on my face, eyes glazed.
then snapped out of my reverie to a very bemused philly.

she quipped: as a dear level 1 friend i can tell what is of your fantasy. no prizes for guessing who the main character of that said fantasy is.
and he's wearing nothing but teensy weensy sports shorts. [very matter of factly]

me shakes head slighty with gleam in my eyes.

philly: okaaaay, in undies. boxer undies?

me shakes head with devilish smile tugging on the corner of my lip.

philly: okay, in full glorious glory (ok i can't quite remember exactly what she said here, but it was along those lines)

slips back into that said fantasy for a micro second.

laughing then explaining animatedly: damn it! how sad that even in my head it's censored. you know, you know, you visualise the guy down to the details but there's this black rectangle across it!
or or!
or you can visualise him from head to torso, then there's this processing blank then continues from thighs onwards! WHY! oh WHY!

philly: at least he doesn't count.

good point.
ha.
05:06

oh yes,
the origins of that 'thing' for snail trails, (see oct 15 sunday's entry, it's one or two down from this one)

was very predictably from a calvin klein ad i saw at 12ish i reckon.
reinforced by another very delectable dior model

yes yes as a kid i was reading vogue, actually my first magazine subscription i had was victoria's secret. well it was the previous tenants when we lived at ford avenue but we still continue to recive them for about 2 years. wonder who's paying the subscrption fees even after obviously not been receiving them?

ahh, snail trails. hot damn!


p.s i do NOT like chest hair, a light smattering is alright by me, but not 'a springy mat of chest hair' or 'chest hair you could run your fingers through'.
how repulsive seriously.

those quotes were courtesy of those thrashy sandra brown novels my sis used to read devoutly. she's actually finished all those in orchard and tp library which is really scary. but i read one to see what could entrance my sister who has never once opened a book for reading leisure prior to that.

very clearly, it was trashy to say the very least.
read a couple more to get the really bad quotes. haha it was crap-tacular!

man, whenever mike's drunk, he very proudly whips off his shirt to display his pecs, biceps, triceps, blah blah blah whatever he's been working out.

to use a sandra term, he's all 'tumor-y'. but that's not the point.

the thing is that his chest is, well maybe you can't really say chest cause it's all covered by hair, ewwwwwwwww.

my aversion and repulsion to chest hair is attributed to beauty and the beast.
no, not the beast.
GASTON! when he rips his shirt opening singing (actually more like bellowing)


then your poor eyes see things it was never meant to see, MAN! its supposed to be a disney movie! wholesome disney movie and you put THAT? urgh.
even watching that 2 weeks ago at 19 was tramautising.



bare skin all the way man.

bare skin!
03:50

credit's given when credit's due.

the paul's formal was more spectacular, more fabulous, more amazing way more freaking extravagant than sancta's!
well their after formal party anyway.

ok something i found to be really cool,
my name was on the list.

i felt like those hot shot people who rock up to a very exclusive venue, then the bouncer says, go on in, you're on the list.
okay it's a first for me but seriously, even philly thought it was cool that our names were on the list.

blaring music, white marquee up, proper bar with beer taps.. OMG IS THAT A JUMPING CASTLE? A JUMPING FREAKING CASTLE? OMG IT IS!

*runs over screaming hysterically* with philly not far behind. chucked off our shoes and away we went!

is that jen? OMG HI ELLE! (jen's twin sister)
she was sitting on the castle exhausted from all the crazy bouncing. all three of us jumped about very enthusiastically. didn't even care about my hair which half an hour before was the nicest my hair had ever been in the history of ever. (so much so that random people wanted to touch it cause it was just so unbelievably gorgeous!)

spotted a very sleazy looking fred (does he have any other looks besides sleazy? i think not..)
so anyway we found a very-tipsy-jen and a happily-smiling-glazed-eyed-vince on the dancefloor. ahh the wonderful effects of alcohol.

so danced till decided more booze more boooze!

me being the one with the in built hostess complex i popped over to the bar. then charles spotted me, exchanged hellos, started going all coy on him. then out of nowhere he started..

love.. love is like.. OXYGEN!
love is many a spendored thing!
LOVE LIFTS us up to where we belong!

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE! then we burst out into a very robust(?) all you need is love.

the bartender was giving us weird looks, darn. i recognise that look, it says uuuhh i'm not quite sure i should be serving you seemingly drunk couple. to which that thought dispelled when i put on the sandra charm, and got him another beer as usual. ha.

urgh beer is pretty vile. not as bad as pure vodka straight up tho.

so we talked and sang for a bit, till his date came over, pecked him on the cheek then left to drag the lot to the jumping castle. started attacking philly with trying to take pictures of her popping out of the brand new skanky dress i bought for her birthday. very skanky. seriously only she can pull it off.

so anyway jen and vince fell 'accidently' into the corner together and 'accidently' started making out, so people left the jumping castle. hahaha! but philly and i still continued jumping and screaming and kung fu kicking the wall.

danced more.

got more beers.

danced even more.

we eventually settled for the three benches which was positioned at a right angle. was lying down on one when vince beckoned allie and her date to join us. got more beers, everyone thanked me profusely then i mentioned oh i'm happy when others are happy.
then jen commended me ' that's the kind of attitude i like in my slave workers' thanks jen..
haha

so anyway charles once again was amazed at my amazing bar skills and tried to weasel my secret out. hmmm honestly i don't quite know cause maybe the bar people can recognise oters in the service industry. so maybe that's it.

yeah, philly tried calling lin the whole night to get him to come over.

saw mikey and said hi on the floor, which somehow i regret cause he abandoned his whole date, totally ignoring her for the rest of the night to pseudo-waltz with me around, and talk with us when he realised that we were at the formal.

philly and i were dancing when she accidently jumped on my toes in her stilettoes, injuring my poor right foot middle toe. limped off to find somewhere to assess the damage. one of the guy's not very astute friend's appraoched me asking if i could get him more beers since i'm now famed for it within the college.

brushed him off, telling him i'll help him later, and pacified him by giving him my beer which i hardly touched.

the skin of my poor toe had peeled off in a circular patch, then i pulled the skin back over the wound then continued to the bar and chucked beer on it then realised that there wasn't enough alcohol in beer to be an effective disinfectent so i ran it under the drinking water, plastered it up then went back dancing.
when you're pumped with adrenaline at being at the college event of the year, you really don't want to sit it out.

danced, danced danced.

music ended. then vince suggested we continue the afterparty at his corridor, dubbed party corridor.

he has the most disgusting room in the history of obscenly vulgar and horrifying college rooms.
it's so not right.

it's more than 6 times the size of MY ROOM!
has his own en suite bathroom and shower.
a 52 inch plasma tv, with 4 full sized stereos that was up to my shoulders.
surround sound system.
DVD player, VCR i think, Sound system, and a whole lot of other consoles i didn't recognise.
10 piece sofa set with funky red perspex coffee table.
massive sized desk.
even a pseudo fireplace that stimulates a 'burning fire'
windows all around.
and that's ALL in his LIVING ROOM

his BEDROOM had smaller modest tv that is way more college than that obscence monster outside. bed, blah the usual bed room furniture.

oh oh not forgetting extra points for having a hot neighbour.

that's the end of the formal's after party and the start of our even crazier one that kicked all ass..
more later. i'm going to dinner now.

toodles.

ARGH! hot hot neighbour! hahah!
17:01

seriously how great is my self control?

i didn't rush out to buy patrizio's album on the day it was out, instead going today or tmr, when my assignments are over and done with.

why?
cause knowing me all too well, i'll just put the entire cd on repeat, learn the lyrics in italian and spanish and do nothing else. (i was guilty of that with his first cd)
i think angelo was done in spanish, he did languages in university,
hot damn!
how swoon worthy is a guy who can seduce you in a whole multitude of languages, romance ones at that!

another really random super hot thing about a guy, is that whorl of hair that is practically an arrow directing you to a happy place.

haha, man ''snail trails'' are super hot.
01:44

ok skipped stupid prac cause it was too damn bloody hot.
uh, that was kinda an inside joke. for our personality/differential tutorial we were asked to write down as many creative uses of paper. and someone put down weapon. so the 2nd time round, sammy put down 'suicide tool' to which melodramatic me did a one person scence

ARGH life isn't worth living anymoOOoOoOore! then pretended to procced slitting my wrists with paper. No! NO! put that paper doooown. put it down, now that's right..

ok it's funny when i did it, or at least i think it's funny.
14:50

paul's formal is coming up..

sigh.. if only it were an ideal world.
09:42

patrizio's album's coming out!
patrizio's album's coming out!
01:24

fabulous quote by ainsely, which is undoubtedly going into my quotes book.

you know sandra, it's so great talking to you, you're so refreshing.
you don't remember how good it is to talk to you until the next time you do.

it's like your period, you don't remeber how painful it is until you next have it. haha!

ah yes, it IS painful talking to me. hehe.
good grief, i'm so gonna swing all my friends to vote for her.
15:44

politics almost always splits up the best of groups.
yeah, the college elections are tmr and there's this uncomfortable tension between good friends and immensely divided loyalties.

well my vote for elections are as follows:
executive
senior student - colmer
secretary - renee
treasurer - camellie (MG -my god - i've been friends with her for so long and yet i can't spell her name!)

liturgical - karla (it's a dead shoo in)
social - ainsley and amy dynan
food - ME!

senior intercol - sarah standford
soph intercol - rach beck

just had the most insightful talk with ainsley, i think she'll do a brilliant job, she's like sara vanz without the crazy in your face partner.

pity there isn't a sarah steele in our year. sigh, everytime i think of college all my fond memories are of her. in fact she was the first student i met at sancta, i was the first fresher to have 'booked in' and she invited me to her room for tea and a chat, then later out with her friends for dinner. goodness there's no other college person who is half as perfect as she is.
my year has some rather good ones, but the factor they lack from steele is that she not only united her entire year but she really minimised the segregation between years.

so here's a toast to you steele.

not only the best senior student a college could have but the most genuine friend you could have
15:34

i would so describe the details of the soap opera that unfurled during the formal if i wasn't worried about certain ahem aspects get around and we all land in hot water.



dates
jen - vincent
phil - the 'whu'
sam - jordon aka leering pseudo italian fabio-esqe 'lover man'
alexandra - mary joy
tanzy - forgot her name
ish - deep
niki -san sans carl
yours truly - king-o

name cards read
jenny's joust (not really)
philppa's pony
samantha's stallion (*raises eyebrow* what they trying to get at?)
sandra's star


so let's just summarise it into innocuous harmless points. (in chronological order)

1. red-green colour blind people can have such offensive perceived to be 'beige' pants which in actual fact are bright bright aqua.
2. some random took a photo of me with my entire hand down my top trying to dig out the gold coins..
   classy.
3. i ate a plate of salted butter (minus 3 slices) instead of chugging a glass of vile red wine down.
   even classier.
4. eventually sculled the red down anyway with 2 more bubbly-s throughout the evening
5. table expressed different very warped opinions/conspiracy theories about steak and chicken in relation to balls and racks respectively
6. outside the toilet put on sterotypical girl bitching
7. sauntered over to charles regarding me calling him really randomly.
   (danger danger high voltage!)
8. 'you're f**king amazing' -to me!!
9. twice.
10. crazy dancing in 3 inch heels.
11. vultures descended upon the two for the whole night
12. the time we got kicked out of holme
13. grose
14. 'come back with me tonight mike'
    followed by very indecent crotch rubbing. ew seriously.
15. 'it is my destiny that i go for congee tonight.'
16. shop raid
17. 'may i please have some more sir?'
    one man monologue on the evils of fried asian 'rooster', congee, pork fairy floss all to a kebab.
18. 'we have special congee for white boy'
19. HSBC - Hot Steaming Bloody Congee
20. 'nah it's alright we'll just blame it on the employees'
21. back to college =(

01:42

formal's
fun
fantastic
fantabulous
fandaberdoosie

you won't really get this entry's format unless you refer to the seating name cards.
14:40


04:44

goodness, isn't he just deliriously gorgeous, the epitome of italian godliness. the sort you hope roam all over.. rome. haha. but goodness, *swoon*

but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, his stupid album company just HAD to put that wretched picture on his album cover! bloody hell. why not this one instead! huh! huh! ok you can't really see his totally roman emperor nose in that pic, it's elusive, like his chances of coming to sydney again and me getting good seats!

seriously.

seriously gorgeous swoon.
04:42

zouk addict you!
01:01