<?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-6309260728210219377</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:39:59.698+11:00</updated><category term='Annoyances'/><category term='fit'/><category term='intelligent and weedless'/><category term='Tanned'/><title type='text'>Scrazy has a blog!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-9044486034711891026</id><published>2012-01-01T19:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T00:10:37.765+11:00</updated><title type='text'>365 random thoughts...make that 366!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I have decided that every day in 2012, I will share one of my random thoughts, just because I like sharing my thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}" style="font-family: inherit; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A Random thought for each day: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Money too tight for lipstick? Rub some chili on your lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Why is it called 'leap year' when you add a day?...to me, leap year would mean you lose a day, because you leap over it..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wonder what unique item I would leave behind if I was a bad guy in Zelda, and Link killed me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="commentBody" data-jsid="text" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'd leave my number, just in case things don't work out between him and Zelda.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I don't know what I'm going to do with my life this year...I think I'll cry me a river...oh and then I can name the river the Murray River and charge people to use it. Brilliant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Weddings seem to be really expensive. I wonder...do people, accidentally, lose contact with friends when they are in a relationship with someone...or...are they just trying to save money? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Have you ever notice that when you drive past trees they look like they are spinning? When I was younger, I used to think that they were dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Like how movies always end with morals, I wish my days ended with someone telling me what the moral of the day was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I think you know that you've been playing a game for too long, when you go snorkling and get really excited to see a pufferfish and you expect it to blow up when it hit a pole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;....duhh......uhh.....zelda...&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;.must finish....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Dear Centrelink, Clocking Zelda accounts for applying for a job right? Love Rectangle-eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Tackled and Cuddled- Janelle- Tuddled? Me- Cuckled? Bahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;As soon as my backside hits the seat on the tandem, I picture the world being in black and white and that I'm wearing a lovely flowing dress with a pretty hat on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I love playing board games with colourblind people, you never know whose piece they'll move next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Just remembered a game I used to play on long car trips..find a speck on the window, by moving your head around, make the speck look like he's jumping and dodging all obstacles outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I love how Maccas can never understand Mumzy when she asks for 'a cup of tea'... "A strawberry thickshake? Cheese burger? Chocolate sundae?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Dear Mr. Random, could you please inform me of how you made your dreadlocks look like that? I have always wanted to get dreadies that looked like dried elephant's poo. Please share your secrets! Yours sincerely, Miss. Can't-help-but-stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I love listening to love song dedications and determining if the song was the make or break for the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I still can't believe a swan ate my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I've had more marriage proposals then real dates! According to this four year old boy, when he grows up he's going to marry me. He'll be 57 and I'll be 58 and instead of wearing a suite and wedding dress we are going to wear Car's t-shirts. All together now... Nawww!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Outcome of your Application? SUCCESSFUL!! Failing Masters, Here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I may or may not have re-cut my knee open from sliding down a water slide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I came home with a sprained foot, re-cut knee and a brick sliced thigh...I'd hate to imagine what I'd be like if I actually drank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;I discovered today that if you drive 98km/h on the bumpy paint on the road, the noise it makes is perfectly in tune for the song 'Nothing Compares to you'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;If I had saved all the sand that came out of my shoes every day, I'd have my own sand pit by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Just like there's the 'Poke' on fb...you should also be able to 'Poo slap'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Money too tight for a hairdryer, just hop in your car, drive around for a bit and wind down the windows. Open different windows at different heights, depending on what style you are going for. I went for the comb-over look today, just opened the right window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Who needs a fully sick subwoofer when you have a tin of baked beans. Becoming a stinky pro at dubstep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Just got kicked out from volunteer work for being too good...or maybe it was because I started singing and dancing to Brittany spears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;You know you're a rower when you aren't wearing your zooty but you still take your top off to go to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;You know that you're in the student line at centrelink when everyone is lying/sitting on the floor in the queue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;Wanted: a new script writer for Scrazy's brain that can actually form full sentences that make sense...instead of sentences that go a little like this.. "Oh Hello, On I've got when..Thursday on go I'm applied going can't when because BLAH haha, hang on, sorry, let me start again..." GA-WA-HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-9044486034711891026?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/9044486034711891026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=9044486034711891026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9044486034711891026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9044486034711891026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2012/01/365-random-thoughts.html' title='365 random thoughts...make that 366!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-927273386013020540</id><published>2011-12-09T00:35:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T00:54:53.009+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrazy the Fortune Teller</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From an email I wrote on the &lt;span class="gI"&gt;21 November 2006 09:47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(I have been looking for this email for about 3 years now..finally found it =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="gI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I wonder what I will be doing in the 2010's...let's work out how old I'll be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 2006, so 4 more years....and I'm 17, so I'll be 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hey..that's when I'm going to England...Wowzers...and I think I'm gonna go around Christmas time..so i can finally sing White Christmas and have a reason to sing it...but mum said that it might not snow...because of the stupid weather...it better snow.....&lt;br /&gt;So in 2010..I'll probably be finishing my last year of university doing primary school teaching and then travel to England, with my mum and grandma and grandad..and if my brothers pay for themselves they can&lt;br /&gt;come too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey..Stuart will be 31 when i'm 21 HAHA what an oldy...ahwell..he should have enough money too come becuase he's gonna be a famous Animation movie maker...&lt;br /&gt;Andrew..he'll be 29, and he'll be a famous jazz trombone musician and so he'll have stacks of money...&lt;br /&gt;Glenn...He'll be 27 and he should probably be a millionaire then (because he said that he was gonna be a millionaire when he's older) and he said yeah i turn 21 or 18 can't remember which one..he's gonna buy me a number plate with SCRAZY on it....YIPEEE!!!!!!!!!.....yeah So Glenn will be a famous Game creator..and he will have his own job and will be the boss for so many people....and he will just sit there and work out while everybody else does his work...oh and he'll be playing games inbetween working out.&lt;br /&gt;Robin...He'll be 25...and he'll be at Perth and following in Andrew's footsteps and become a famous jazz bass musician and will have stacks of money...so both Glenn and Robin can come...&lt;br /&gt;And Leigh.....he'll be 23....hmm..he'll become a famous programing computer games thing......Actually I don't know....I reakon Leigh will become the Prime Minister of Australia and get everybody to play games and he'll go on service leave to go to England with us all....and he'll put his dog in charge of Australia...HAHAHA sounds like a plan...And so he'll be in the money too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ånd we'll travel all around England and Meet all my relations I've never met but heard about and that always send us Christmas cards...but we wouldn't tell them we were comign and surpirse them on Christmas day :P.....And then we'll stay there for ages...for about a month or more..and then come back home..&lt;br /&gt;and then I'll sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then get a job teaching Preps and ones at a primary school...and I won't get much money becuase Primary school teachers don't get that much money...but by the time of 2010 they willl be soooo desperate for teachers they will give them soo much money so taht more people will do teaching..and so i'll get stacks of money..and become rich... and oh...Stuart will be Married and have 2 children, Andrew will be Married aswell...and his wife will be pregnant...and Glenn will have a girlfriend...and Robin with have a girlfriend..and Leigh will have a girlfriend aswell..and then there will be me who has to wait for another 10 years to get a boyfriend and then another year to get married and then another year for a baby... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Mum will get the best job ever that gives her stacks and stacks of money and so mum can get people to come to her house to clean her house and water the garden and make the garden really really really pretty...and yeah...she'll be loving it...haha..and grandma and grandad will still be living happily like they are now...but they will have more money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now We have 4 years for this all to happen...do u reakon it's gonna happen..&lt;br /&gt;It so is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And there you have it...the 2006 me predicting the future...I wasn't too far off...Haha &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-927273386013020540?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/927273386013020540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=927273386013020540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/927273386013020540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/927273386013020540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/12/scrazy-predicts-future-written-in-2006.html' title='Scrazy the Fortune Teller'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1589735187603660857</id><published>2011-09-11T20:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T20:44:30.738+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good timmesss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remember that time I:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;set a banana on fire in a microwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;set a donut on fire in a microwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;fell in the Barwon River on a freezing cold winter's morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;signed up for a new mobile phone and plan even though I already had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;had to try and get out of a new mobile phone plan because I already had one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;washed my mobile phone in the washing machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;killed my phone, ran out of petrol and forgot my wallet all in less than 30 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;got two flat tyres and locked myself out of my bedroom all on the same day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;jumped into the deep end of a pool with all my clothes on and started drowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;had to pay $300 to fix my car when a bird flew into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;turned the heater on, when my car was on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;spilled red wine all over one of the richest man's white suite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good times! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1589735187603660857?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1589735187603660857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1589735187603660857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1589735187603660857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1589735187603660857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/09/good-timmesssgoood-timmess.html' title='Good timmesss...'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7958098955913648258</id><published>2011-04-30T07:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T07:11:02.598+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY</title><content type='html'>I failed BEDA, but some happier news it's my best friend JET's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;To make up for my failing of BEDA, here is my vlog I made instead: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxTHD7KdMGo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YxTHD7KdMGo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7958098955913648258?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7958098955913648258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7958098955913648258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7958098955913648258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7958098955913648258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/i-failed-beda-but-some-happier-news-its.html' title='LAST DAY'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6556474980758424618</id><published>2011-04-21T22:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T22:09:15.178+10:00</updated><title type='text'>11 hours of sleep and HELLO HOLIDAYS!</title><content type='html'>Good Afternoon All!&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I have felt more tired today than yesterday! I was so awake and rather delirious yesterday with my 40 minutes sleep. hahaha Today, I woke up with a headache (Which disappeared with help from panadol) and went into town to pick up Mum's car that we had left there because I was too tired to drive home last night after the gig.&lt;br /&gt;We then went shopping and I bought new clothes, 2 pairs of sunnies (because I am always breaking my sun glasses), and bought a webcam! hehe It was my "Congratulations on getting through 9 weeks of your final year of uni" gift. hahaha. I then went to dinner with my Grandparents and now I am here...installing my webcam...even though I am meant to be packing my bags as I'm going to Mildura tomorrow for a rowing regatta.&lt;br /&gt;Oh this regatta is going to be a doozey! hahaha It'll be like a boot camp! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So depending on if I have internet and if I bring my laptop, you may not get blogs for over this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So if that is the case.. HAPPY EASTER ALLL!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a lovely weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song for today: um...I don't know what the song was called..but I enjoyed it. It was on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song for today: I will always love you- Whitney Houston&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6556474980758424618?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6556474980758424618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6556474980758424618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6556474980758424618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6556474980758424618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/11-hours-of-sleep-and-hello-holidays.html' title='11 hours of sleep and HELLO HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7898699606511804632</id><published>2011-04-21T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T21:56:44.061+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Sleep Episode 2...</title><content type='html'>My Apologies...Even though I was awake for 23 hours and 20 minutes of yesterday, I didn't have enough time to write a blog. This is my story...&lt;br /&gt;I had two assignments due yesterday, one at 9am and one at 3pm. I still hadn't finished my one due for 3pm, which was a Research Essay about the Stolen Generation and it was past midnight...yes, I still had time to do it because it was due at 3pm...however, I had rowing at 6am in Geelong...and so I had to leave at 5am to get there...which meant...I had to wake up at 4.54am at the latest....long story shorter...I finished my assignment at 3.30...and it took me quite awhile to fall asleep. I drove an hour down to rowing (was 12 minutes late...oopsies) and then went rowing...and then drove an hour back to uni for 9am...handed in my assignment...sat back down at my computer and re-read my assignment and fixed it up.&lt;br /&gt;Then I wrote that little blog "Lack of Sleep" haha.&lt;br /&gt;I then had class 3-5, drove back to geelong for dinner..and then..instead of just going home to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;I...............went to Melbourne with Mumzy to watch 'SMS' play a gig at 303! In the end I didn't get home till 1.30am.&lt;br /&gt;And now we are up to today...&lt;br /&gt;so time to write today's blog.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7898699606511804632?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7898699606511804632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7898699606511804632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7898699606511804632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7898699606511804632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/lack-of-sleep-episode-2.html' title='Lack of Sleep Episode 2...'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-67806242163351950</id><published>2011-04-20T13:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:12:42.086+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of Sleep</title><content type='html'>I missed the 19th of April because I was trying to finish two assignments yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my dot point about yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;worked on assignments till 1am..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;didn't sleep till 2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;randomly woke up at 7am...even though class wasn't till 9&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a shower&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went for a run to the shops to get milk as our milk was moldy and I wanted breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had class 9-11&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;from 11-12 I worked on assignment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12-1 class&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1-6.30 assignment working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6.30-7.30 fish and chips for dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7.30-8.50 assignment working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8.50-10.30 Beach Volley Ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10.30-3.30am worked and finished assignment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and now I shall post this as my 19th April post and do another one for today later today. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-67806242163351950?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/67806242163351950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=67806242163351950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/67806242163351950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/67806242163351950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/lack-of-sleep.html' title='Lack of Sleep'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4602069440711934176</id><published>2011-04-19T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T00:02:45.899+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that I see...Why it's my old friend 18th and he's visited me in April!</title><content type='html'>Hello All you out there who have been wanting a news update about the mice.&lt;br /&gt;They currently haven't had a meeting, but they have been really busy all day running in and out of the office. I think it must be close to plan of attack day. Do not tell the mice...but I think I have worked out what they are after....on top of my highest bed side table...there is a bag of peanuts....I believe their plan is to find a way to reach these peanuts and eat my snacking food so that I can't snack while doing my assignments...which would result with me getting twice as distracted from my assignments...and then this would result in me failing...which would result in me staying at uni for another year...which would result in them getting more peanuts next year. I'm onto you mice!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't going to be a too long of a blog (well I say that most times...or think it...and it never is)...but I have only one more assignment to complete before it's HOLIDAYS!!!! Today, I had to set an alarm and force myself out of bed (took me an hour to get out of bed...argh it was awful)...and had to spend the day sitting on my backside doing assignments. I finished my Science assignment!!! Oh it was such a nice feeling...but also at the same time it wasn't because that meant I had to start working on my next assignment, which I have been putting off because I have to do a lot of research for it. It's about the Stolen Generation, and I am really interested in finding information about it, but not when it's due on Wednesday and I am quite stressed about it.&lt;br /&gt;I had rowing today, to prepare for this weekend when I'm racing in a rowing regatta. (can't remember if I have told you about it...but I am sure I have). It actually was a pretty good row for never rowing together as a crew before. Still rather nervous about the regatta though. Don't know how my body is going to cope. hahaha. We shall soon find out.&lt;br /&gt;After rowing, I had my parmi dinner night with my old netball team..which I think I should just call my parmi night team...haha because we no longer play netball together. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And then after that, I drove back to uni...and now I am here continuing to do work on my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....today was such a lovely day and I listened to such lovely music today too! It was a day that I really would have loved to go walking/riding my bike along the beach...but instead I was sitting at the dinner table...staring out at the beautiful day...stressing about assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo...One day I'll learn how to actually write a small blog. haha. Sorry for you all out there who was hoping for a small blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upbeat song for today: &lt;/b&gt;Boogie Wonderland- Earth Wind and Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Downbeat song for today:&lt;/b&gt; Bring Him Home- Anthony Warlow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You learn something new everyday: &lt;/b&gt;I discovered today that when driving from Geelong to Ballarat, I  gradually increase the car heater the closer I get to Ballarat. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4602069440711934176?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4602069440711934176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4602069440711934176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4602069440711934176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4602069440711934176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/whats-that-i-seewhy-its-my-old-friend.html' title='What&apos;s that I see...Why it&apos;s my old friend 18th and he&apos;s visited me in April!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2216573977138172312</id><published>2011-04-18T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:21:14.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeenth Of April: ...um...got nothing</title><content type='html'>So I had this really awesome idea to write my title of this blog with words that rhyme with "Seventeenth of April" that also linked in with my day...but all my brain thought was "Maple" and that had nothing to do with today..so that was my attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is currently 1am on Monday morning, which actually does make it the Eighteenth, but I wasn't home in time to write this blog so here I am, sacrificing my sleep time to write this blog, yet again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to begin the blog by saying Hello!! How rude of me! Well here it is:&lt;br /&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that is over....let me inform you about my day.&lt;br /&gt;Well my plan of attack for today was me to finish one of my assignments but before I tell you if that plan failed or not, I shall tell you about this morning. So I got home at around 2.30am after going to Lambies and dancing/sitting the night away.&lt;br /&gt;I then woke up at...um......8.50am because I had to rowing this morning and I really had to go because I need to build up my fitness....because this weekend coming up (EASTER WEEKEND) I have a regatta and I am rowing in three crews; a 4, a quad and a mixed 8. And it's not just simple 500m and 800m, it is a 1000m and 800m! It's gonna be a doozie!!! But hopefully with all this exercise I am going to have completed this week and weekend, I will have lost all the weight that I put on. hahaha Well hopefully a few kilos. =P That would be really quite nice indeedy!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...so after rowing this morning (we rowed in a quad, if you were interested...and if you weren't interested...well you can just stop reading my blog...oh please don't stop reading my blog, you are my only reader! hehe) I then got home, cooked myself and mumzy scrambled eggs on toast with some bacon too! gee it was delicious....but I was still starving after it...which was annoying when you are trying to lose weight..but you are just constantly hungry. I then sat down and started working on my assignment...(I also had a quiz that I hadn't completed...so I did that too).&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden it was time for me to get dressed and go to Melb to see a gig. I hadn't finished my assignment, so I packed it in the car and worked on it on the way home (I only have 2 bits left to go!! So I nearly completed my plan...but it was meant to be completely done...so I really failed). This gig that I went to see in Melbourne was a bit too much of free jazz for my likings. It went over my head. They were all really good musicians but me, personally, I am not a fan of free jazz.&lt;br /&gt;Oh before we went to the gig, we went out for dinner at the Basil House (a noodle place) and it took over an hour to get our food...everyone around us that had come in after us were getting their food before us...in the end, they had apparently lost our order and had forgotten about us. We finally got our food and it was delicious (I had a lot of delicious food today). I had Beef Noodles...and the only reason I picked it was because it had peas in the picture. haha. I really quite like peas. haha. It was a good choice too, just want I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;Now I am in bed, and it's 1.11am and I need to sleep as I have to finish off that assignment I didn't finish today plus do another whole assignment...and I have rowing and having to drive up to Ballarat too! So much to do...so little time! If I get everything done by Wednesday and I am still healthy (not tired and stressed and sick), it will be amazing. =D .....To be continued.....Next time on Scrazys-Cool....Will Scrazy get her assignments done in time? Will she be fit enough for her regattas? Will she still be healthy on Wednesday? Will she be able to last this last week of Lent? Will she cave in and just eat a block of chocolate to get her through these assignments? Will she ever be able to do a handstand again?&lt;br /&gt;Find out this week on Scrazys-Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You learn something new every day....&lt;/b&gt; Make sure your drink bottle lid is closed properly before trying to drink it while driving...otherwise, you get drenched with water and can't do anything about it because you are driving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upbeat song: &lt;/b&gt;Mousetrap heart- Thirsty Merc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Downbeat song:&lt;/b&gt; With or Without you-U2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2216573977138172312?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2216573977138172312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2216573977138172312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2216573977138172312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2216573977138172312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/seventeenth-of-april-umgot-nothing.html' title='Seventeenth Of April: ...um...got nothing'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4949412386920644269</id><published>2011-04-16T21:07:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:08:33.641+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixteeth day of BEDA!</title><content type='html'>Well Hello Mr. Sixteenth Day of April,&lt;br /&gt;How you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a quiz, for all you playing at home: What is this quote from:&lt;br /&gt;*while winding down the windows of the car* What a Day! What a Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today, I didn't go to sleep till around 7am. I was lying in bed wide awake talking with my best friend. I was glad that she wasn't sleepy either because otherwise it would have been a boring night staring into the darkness, however, it was a fun night filled with chatting and then singing songs to try and get us to sleep... some of these songs were from (in alphabetical order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anastasia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bedknobs and broomsticks &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chitty Chitty Bag Bag &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hunchback of Nortre Dame &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Song of the South&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sound of Music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And Many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally did get to sleep I woke up at 12.30 feeling rather disgusting haha. I then was going rowing with my Mumzy, but I had lethargic limbs Batman and couldn't be bothered lifting a boat out and in, so we went on the ergo (rowing machine) instead. I have a rowing regatta next weekend, so I thought I should do something or otherwise I don't think I will last in the race. I don't want to let my team down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I am going out dancing in town! I haven't painted the town red in ages!!! and it really looks like it needs a new coat of paint! So I have my dancing shoes on, my hair all straightened, my make up all done...&lt;br /&gt;Oh Every single time that I do my make up I always manage to give myself a massive big black eye. I put make up on one eye and it looks perfect, do the other eye and POW...black mascara, eyeliner, eye shower everywhere! It's because I really enjoy putting make-up on my eyes and trying new things...but these new tricks always fail on one eye and BOOM...hello Black eye...and then Hello Make-up removal...and then Goodbye arriving on time! Luckily it's dark...and so I can just hide my makeup errors in the darkness. =D Perfect plan, works every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I must depart!&lt;br /&gt;Until Tomorrow...except for you Mr. Sixteenth day of April, I shall see you next year!&lt;br /&gt;Love from Scrazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You learn something new every day....&lt;/b&gt;Don't spray hairspray onto your hair when there is currently a piece of hair in your eye...it gets stuck in your eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upbeat song for today:&lt;/b&gt; Zipadeedoodah- James Baskett &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;Downbeat song for today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt; Come as You are- (don't know who it's by...it's a song I sing at Church)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4949412386920644269?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4949412386920644269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4949412386920644269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4949412386920644269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4949412386920644269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/sixteeth-day-of-beda.html' title='Sixteeth day of BEDA!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4019863262264766862</id><published>2011-04-15T21:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:56:50.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fifteen: Who has time to do assignments when Telstra has a 24/7 complaints line.</title><content type='html'>Helloo,&lt;br /&gt;So today I woke up at 12.30pm and then spent about 2 hours sitting in the same spot hoping that everything that I had to do would just sort itself out. I wanted to go rowing, catch up with friends who were only available between certain times, sharing one car between three people, doing two assignments etc.&lt;br /&gt;So instead I sat in this seat, that I happen to be sitting in now, and called up Telstra as I had more issues with them!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I noticed that I am being charged $0.77 for phone calls that  apparently have lasted between 00.11 and 00.01!! These people never  answered these phone calls and all it said was that that person was  unavailable. I spoke to 6 different people about this problem  because they keep sending me to someone else because they think its  someones else's problem...(or they apparently cannot hear me or  they speak gibberish at me and then just say "Goodbye".)&lt;br /&gt;They all keep saying that I shouldn't be charged for this and I have  been credited $10 for this bill...but these "phone calls" are appearing  on my recent activity for my next bill and one lady said to ring up the  faults 125111. Faults said that it's not the systems fault, he can't do  anything and sent me back to Billing. In the end I spoke to  someone from Billing to see why this is so and so I don't have to ring  up every month to get money back. She said that if it just rings out  you won't get charged but if it does go to the "person is unavailable"  voice then you do get charged. I then questioned why it is 77cents,  when my call connect fee is only 37cents....I sat on hold for about 15 minutes and then...got disconnected again!!! Telstra services, you are rubbish! This battle has only begun!! I am not giving up because this is my money and I am not rich and Telstra have enough money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of spending about 2 hours on the phone to telstra, I was late to catch up with my friends who had decided when we would meet as I wasn't much help.&lt;br /&gt;I then went around town with two of my friends (one who had come back from Perth till Sunday) and got dinner. I then had to decide if I would go to my friends house to go home. This was another problem which I was hoping would organise itself without me deciding...and in the end I made it home first so that I can do some work on my assignment..(but write this blog first)...and then I'll go off to my friends house so that I won't be worrying about my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;And that's basically my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You learn something new every day: &lt;/b&gt;I have learnt that I should not give up chocolate during Lent as it is basically the only time that they sell Kinder surprise giant eggs and Chocolate Hot Cross Buns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been told that I should continue doing my upbeat and downbeat song for the day...So for all you out there that have missed it...It is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upbeat song: &lt;/b&gt;Waiting on the World to Change- John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Downbeat song:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Hero- Enrique Iglesias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4019863262264766862?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4019863262264766862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4019863262264766862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4019863262264766862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4019863262264766862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-fifteen-who-has-time-to-do.html' title='Day Fifteen: Who has time to do assignments when Telstra has a 24/7 complaints line.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-851619872431809523</id><published>2011-04-15T02:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T02:56:30.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Fourteen: Telstra you make no sense!</title><content type='html'>Dear All!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much time to really write this blog because I am actually meant to be doing an assignment.&lt;br /&gt;But basically all of today..well afternoon as I didn't wake up till 1.30pm....I was on the phone to Telstra..&lt;br /&gt;They have made a $5 error in my bill that they cannot explain...I wonder if they put this error in all bills and just take the money because not many people would question it. I also don't like how it depends on which person you talk to, to what outcome you will get. First lady I called today said that I can't upgrade my plan as that plan no longer exists...if I want to upgrade, I have to cancel my plan and go on this other plan and pay extra for my phone! How rude is that! So asking a few people on the internet, they said that this lady is wrong. I called again, just before (I love how they have a 24/7 telephone line I can call) and she said that I can change my plan. Long story short, I will be able to change my plan next month. Anyway...had enough about Telstra. Let's talk about something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the movie Paul today! Good movie, very funny! I was talking to Mumzy after the movie about how those two became famous..we didn't really get very far with this conversation because we don't really know how. Was such a great in-depth discussion about nothing really. I also like how at the end of some movies, they write all the band members names on it, on Paul they even specified who the Harmonica player was. Even though I missed his name, Sorry whoever it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random point: Everyone should watch Freaks and Geeks! Especially people who LOVE the Big Bang Theory....Hopefully Freaks and Geeks will slap you out of this delusion! Because the Big Bang Theory is...RUBBISH! (It has made me laugh once...that is all).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered today that there is a VEDIA!!!! Vlog every day in April! Just like I am doing the Blog every day in April. I have decided that I am going to take part in that and do it next year...but if I get too excited before then, I may do it next month. But we shall see because I don't have a clue where or what I will be doing in April next year. I think I just need to make a room set up for my vlogging so that I feel comfortable speaking loudly without someone listening in and laughing at me. And if you have noticed my vlog that I have put up about "One hit...wonder...why they are popular?" you would notice that I didn't really want to speak loudly as my brother was in his bedroom and I felt that he would come in and pay me out if he found out I was creating a vlog....(you can probably tell when I actually discovered he was in his room). For those of you who actually can be bothered watching it...well here is the link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YD3y6RjbDaE&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to give me some advice (don't worry about commenting on how I'm basically whispering, I know I need to fix that for my next vlog) on how I can improve my next vlogs...or ideas on what I can talk about..please give me a Hoi! and let me know! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well It is currently 2.51am...and that's what happens when you don't wake up at 1.30pm...and I was meant to be doing homework but instead I got distracted by youtubes and it got me inspired to create one...but I didn't and instead just watched more youtubes and my assignment just sat there staring at me....not doing much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I discovered that I have put on 4 kilos...I don't like finding that out..but ah well..You learn something new everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-851619872431809523?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/851619872431809523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=851619872431809523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/851619872431809523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/851619872431809523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-fourteen-telstra-you-make-no-sense.html' title='Day Fourteen: Telstra you make no sense!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1256700567525807773</id><published>2011-04-14T01:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:22:40.918+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Thirteen: I don't know</title><content type='html'>Howdy Doody,&lt;br /&gt;This blog is going no where. I have sat here for about 2 hours and still haven't written anything.&lt;br /&gt;I shall write in dot point what I did today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at 10.30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Played Pokemon Yellow for an hour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got out of bed at 11.30&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had breakfast and cleaned my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Class 1-6pm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove to Dinner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had Steak- medium rare with mushroom sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drove home&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched end of Bridget Jones' Diary 1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and currently now watching Bridget Jones' Diary 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That's about it! hahaha Thrilling day eh?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I did enjoy playing pokemon for an hour though!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;So I have decided that instead of writing upbeat and downbeat music....I am going to write "Something I have learned today" because they say that "You learn something new every day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You learn something new every day...and today I learnt in History that it is politically correct to call people Black and African American. And Native American is a different group all together and so therefore don't use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just to add, I thought I'd let you all know that I like the sound track to the Bridget Jones' movies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1256700567525807773?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1256700567525807773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1256700567525807773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1256700567525807773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1256700567525807773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-thirteen-i-dont-know.html' title='Day Thirteen: I don&apos;t know'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2482294164853440810</id><published>2011-04-13T00:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:09:33.659+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Twelve: Terrific Toilet Tales!</title><content type='html'>Dear Reader,&lt;br /&gt;I shall return in around 5 minutes as I really need to go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did think that was a very important piece of information to tell you about as it will link in nicely with a story I have to tell you all.&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends told me a story the other day about how the cold she has was making her confused by the simplest of tasks...however, I would like to say that she just doesn't want to admit that it's a sign of old age. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So let me set the scene for you all...She's sitting at her desk (well she didn't actually tell me that, but I just assume she was) doing homework and she realised that she needed to go to the toilet. So she went to the toilet and then sat back down at the desk...but then couldn't remember with 100% certainty if she actually went to the toilet or not....so to work out if she did....she returned to the toilet to hear if it was making its 'resetting' noises. True story, happened to a friend of a friend of mine who wanted me to mention her in a blog, so there is her mention! I think she will appreciate me sharing that story with everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was tempted to just sleep through the whole morning because I am still fighting this cold. It's a lot better but it still is taking it out of me. But I was a good girl and went to class. That's the second Tuesday where I was close to not going because of this cold. I was told by my housemate and my "housemate" that I looked "really good this morning". As my housemate demonstrated later on in the day, I walked out of my room, hair a mess and stood there and wiped the slobber off my face. I am so beautiful and elegant in the morning...actually make that every minute...no make that second of the day. haha! I also discovered this morning that I really dislike how the shower is in the same room as the toilet. (Hey I've thought of a title for this blog...how inventive right?...I was trying to think of something really clever...but "toilets" was the only word that popped into my head...maybe I'll make that...Terrific Toilet Stories...that sounds good...no wait...wait for it..."Terrific Toilet Tales" Oh yeah!) Anyway...to continue on about my day. We got told today all about all the things we need to do to prepare ourselves for job interviews and where to find jobs online and also about scholarships they are offering for Graduate teachers. Sounds really good, I wouldn't mind the money right now actually, that would be really nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I wrote it in my previous blogs, but I have discovered that that Graduate Diploma of Deaf Studies will probably only be offered part time for 2 or 3 years. They do offer it for 1 year full time but that only runs if they get enough people enrolled into it! Oh I hope they get enough people. I'm going to have to start looking for other degrees, or see if there is another part time degree that I could do with this one to make it a full time degree. Ahh, life. Never dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my phone bill today, $304.10! Oh the joy!! Apparently I made too many phone calls....last month it was too many texts. =( Bye bye money! I'm gonna have to work something out with that plan. I want to go to a new plan that they have just brought out...but apparently I can't change to that one!! Rude Telstra, very Rude! I think I am going to try again, as it would make me very happy...OHH WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;URGENT INTERRUPTION!! MOUSE MEETING HAPPENING RIGHT NOW, SAME SPOT BUT AT 12.04PM THIS TIME!!! Only one mouse has something to say. &lt;br /&gt;,...as it would make me very happy if I can upgrade to that other plan. Would be very nice if I could but some people seem to like to make life complicated and steal my money =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...time to get back to finishing my reading for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am so excited about tomorrow, I get to sleep in till 12.30pm! Oh it will be lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to think of a new sign off...&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song for today: Waiting on the world to change- John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song: White Flag- Dido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2482294164853440810?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2482294164853440810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2482294164853440810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2482294164853440810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2482294164853440810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-twelve-terrific-toilet-tales.html' title='Day Twelve: Terrific Toilet Tales!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-25061934521950369</id><published>2011-04-11T23:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T23:14:40.638+10:00</updated><title type='text'>11.13pm!</title><content type='html'>Just thought you would all be interested in knowing that the mice that are living in the walls of this house have just had their meeting at 11.13pm at the exact same spot as last time!&lt;br /&gt;This meeting of the mice did not last long, and only two mice had something to say.&lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-25061934521950369?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/25061934521950369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=25061934521950369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/25061934521950369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/25061934521950369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/1113pm.html' title='11.13pm!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4932342939776425785</id><published>2011-04-11T23:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T23:10:17.268+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignments and Sickness makes Scrazy something something</title><content type='html'>As all my dedicated readers have noticed, I missed a day!&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry...but Assignments and sickness makes Scrazy fail BEDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had such a big two days and I am really tired now but I shall put in the effort to write about my days and sacrifice some minutes of sleeping. I shall write about yesterday first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: My Mother's Mother's Brother's Daughter's Daughter's Daughter, That makes her my??? &lt;br /&gt;Today, I didn't go to sleep till 3am as one of my best friends and I started watching Bridget Jones' Diary. We didn't finish watching it as we were getting too tired. haha We then woke up nice and early as I was off to the airport to pick up my 2nd cousin once removed (it took us the whole day to work out that haha) and her husband. They live in England and it was the first time I got to meet them! They are really lovely people. After picking them up from the airport we went to my Aunty and Uncle's house and met my whole family there (except one who is in....um...he's overseas somewhere touring with a trio band). After this, I thought we were just going back to grandparents house to have dinner and then straight home...however I was wrong. I found out that they were only staying down with us for 2 nights, so we thought we would show them around Melbourne. This took up the whole afternoon. We went to Federation Square, Crown and up the Eureka SkyTower. It was a good day but the only problem was that I had an assignment to do that wasn't finished and I had to drive 2 hours to uni as well! I got home about 8.30 and I worked till 2.30am finishing the assignment. Got it completed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: Handing over of the rubbish assignment!&lt;br /&gt;So after 5 hours sleep I had to get up, pack my bags for uni and drive 2 hours to attend uni at 10am. This day actually went really slow for me as I had Science for an hour....which I found out some awesome news!!! Our Science lecturer asked us if we would mind if we don't have a lecture next monday....which meant that we would get an extension on our assignment to the wednesday!! This was brilliant news and no one was going to argue with that! haha! I then had a 2 hour break...to re-read over my assignment and print it out...which i did in 15 minutes and then for the rest of the break I laid on the floor infront of the heater (Oh and I don't know if I told you, but I got my heater back!!! Just in time too because it's getting colder and colder) and played pokemon on my phone!! Oh it was fun! We then had an hour of Religion, which we got told some more awesome news!!!! Next Monday we have no Religion either!! So I get all of Monday off which means I get a 5 Day WEEKEND!!! which gives me plenty of time to do my 2 assignments and see my friends!!&lt;br /&gt;After class finished at 4.30 I decided that I would drive another hour back home to have dinner with my family and say Goodbye to my 2nd cousin once removed and her husband as I won't see them again till June, when I go over to England! REally quite excited about that!! It hasn't really hit me though, like I don't really feel like I am going to be going!!&lt;br /&gt;And then to finish the night off nicely....I had a lovely steak and then drove another hour back to uni! And here I am in bed about to go to sleep as I have finished my blog for today! =D YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;From Scrazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No upbeat or downbeat songs for today because I really need to get new music as I was fed up of all my music today....with my 4 hours of driving!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Love Song Dedications wasn't on the radio tonight! Very devastating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4932342939776425785?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4932342939776425785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4932342939776425785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4932342939776425785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4932342939776425785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/assignments-and-sickness-makes-scrazy.html' title='Assignments and Sickness makes Scrazy something something'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3416426403152587953</id><published>2011-04-10T02:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T02:24:06.481+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Nine: Not much to say</title><content type='html'>If I had the option to skip a day, today would be one to not write a blog as there is not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;I actually had a really good sleep, didn't wake up once from my cold. I actually thought that my letter to Mr Gooey worked, but as soon as I woke up, I sneezed 4 times and my nose was off like someone had turned the tap on full blast and it got jammed. Then when I actually stood up, I realised that I was really still stick as my head was really heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't really do much at all after that. I sat on my bed and worked on an assignment all day. I spent basically 6 hours trying to work out what the assignment was actually asking me to do, as I always have trouble understanding what lecturers/teachers want me to do as they word it fancy...and my brain doesn't compute with their language. And that's when I don't have a cold...so it was 100 times harder with a cold. Thanks to a friend though I finally worked out what I was doing! Bless her cotton socks! Such a life saver! and then I spent the rest of the day actually doing the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually thought that I was picking up one of my friends from the airport at 1am Sunday morning, and I had my whole night organised...what I was going to do...however, long story short, I discovered that she's coming in at 1am Monday morning. So my night's plans changed. hahaha. I am actually off to the airport tomorrow with my family to meet a 2nd cousin of mine from England. So that's very exciting....but I have to wake up early. So I am going to have to stop this blog so I can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song: Perfect- Vanessa Amorosi&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song: Brick- Ben Folds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3416426403152587953?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3416426403152587953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3416426403152587953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3416426403152587953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3416426403152587953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-nine-not-much-to-say.html' title='Day Nine: Not much to say'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1793094254683623828</id><published>2011-04-08T23:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:04:27.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Eight: Sorry Gooey but the party is over!</title><content type='html'>Dear Infection that has gone into my head, I shall name you Gooey!&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gooey, I'm sorry to inform you but your residency has expired. You and your friends must vacate my head while I sleep tonight. Last night you caused too much of a havoc in my head and kept on waking me up! Also you didn't need to have the heater on high last night, it was already a warmish night and it gave me a fever! So therefore you and all your friends must leave and I would like you to do it in an orderly fashion. Please clean up before you leave, all the rubbish you've left lying around is making me sneeze. Also Gooey, make sure all your friends leave before I wake up as I do not want to see any of them in the morning trying to make a quick escape out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you every so kindly,&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy.&lt;br /&gt;P.s. If you have not vacated my head by tomorrow morning, Mr and Mrs. Antibiotics will be in there to clear you out!&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I think you may have made me delirious today, as I stood in the shampoo section at the supermarket for about 15 minutes trying to decide what one to try....and then ended up laughing because I found it funny how the word Shampoo has the word Poo in it. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, I didn't really get the best of sleep last night and then I had to try and complete an assignment thing before 5pm. Oh gee it was stressful trying to get my brain into gear to be able to complete the task before the time. I did it and had 10 minutes to spare but I really don't think I'll get a very good mark for it, but ah well. I just hope I pass, that's all I need! Please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that it is very hard to change your number plate in the public without feeling like everyone is thinking that you are stealing the number plates. Today, my brother got personalised number plates so we started swapping them over in the train station car park. While we were trying to swap them...all of a sudden a police car pulled up next to us and stopped. A Police lady got out of the car and started walking over to us. She continued walking straight past us and into the car next to my brother's car. They said that they were just dropping her off to her car. haha. We then started having a conversation with the nice Policeman and they asked if we needed a hand, as the back number plate wasn't fitting on, but they weren't any help as they had no sticky tape. hahaha. Another guy past us and asked us if we needed a hand, as he thought that someone had broken into the car. He in the end helped us put the number plate on backkkkkkkk,,,,,,,,...........m...,.,. haha Sorry had some keyboard issues there, a stone got stuck under the 'k' and then ',' keys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because when I changed my number plate from my old car to my new car, my old car was being borrowed by my other brother's girlfriend and was in town. So I had to drive my car to find her car, which happened to be in a school that she was teaching at. So I got out of the car, with my leather jacket on, looking so cool but really dodgey and started taking off the number plate off my old car. While I was doing this, a group of people started walking past and stared at me and mum. All of a sudden I heard my brother's girlfriend's voice saying "What are you doing to my car???" and so I yelled back "I'm stealing your number plates". The whole group of people, which was her class, all looked so shocked and didn't know what to do. hahaha. She then said to them all "don't worry, I know her" haha! And I continued swapping the number plates. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was really the highlight of my day today. Swapping number plates and laughing in the supermarket at the word Shampoo! &lt;br /&gt;Oh and for all those playing at home, I chose Sunsilk 3 in 1 as my shampoo this time.&lt;br /&gt;Until Tomorrow when Mr. Gooey should have left!&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song: Just The Way You Are- Bruno Mars&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song: It's Not Easy To Be Me- Five For Fighting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1793094254683623828?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1793094254683623828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1793094254683623828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1793094254683623828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1793094254683623828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-eight-i-hope-im-not-late.html' title='Day Eight: Sorry Gooey but the party is over!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3379964097467180640</id><published>2011-04-07T16:09:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T23:33:49.154+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Seven: Oh look at that!</title><content type='html'>Dear my most favourite reader,&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how so many things that would normally just bore you become absolutely interesting when you have assignments to do. I shall now describe to you my day so far through an acrostic poem, displaying how many distractions appear in the word Assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;ssignment time..OH LOOK AT THE BIRDY OUTSIDE!!! Let's go follow it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;:it back down...time to do this assignment...hmm actually I think it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;:HOWER TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;: really should do this assignment...don't want to do this question or the next question so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;:ame time!!!! Ooo what game should I play??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;:O! I should do this assignment...oo look at that on facebook! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;:aybe I should get back to my assignment..oh hang on I'm hungry it's definitely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;:ating time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;:ext...I think I shall walk around the house aimlessly...oo I wonder what this friend is up to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;:ime to go visit a friend and then I think I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;:hould clean my room...it really is messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?? No wonder I can't do these assignments...There are so many distractions even just looking at the word. If only there was the letter "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B" &lt;/span&gt;in the word Assignments because as you can see this blog is distracting me!&lt;br /&gt;How do lecturer's expect me to complete an assignment when really there are so many interesting things in my life that I have just discovered are really exciting and much more fun then an assignment. I think I should be able to choose how I write my assignment. I should be able to pick a game, and while playing that game, explain to the lecturer how that game links in with the assignment. For example, "Battlefield" clearly would link in with the task I have to do about the War. I could easily explain why they would be in the battle while playing that game.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if lecturers actually enjoy reading the stuff that we write in our assignments...especially the really loooooooonnggg essay's that we sometimes have to write. I would prefer someone to display what they have learnt through contemporary dance or singing or music or playing a game or some through essays...but essays don't work for me. I'm not the best at finding the right mixture of words to write exactly what I want to say. It's difficult for me. Can't I just play you a song on my trumpet or bari sax that reflects what I think about the essay question? Please? I'm a bit fed up of essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lecturer,&lt;br /&gt;Today I will demonstrate what I have learnt about the Aboriginal people and their mission experiences through this lovely piece of music I randomly found on the internet. I have not practiced the song yet, so it may not sound exactly how it should, but I think it will be good enough for you to enjoy. I will also incorporate this song through a little dance that I have  just made up on the spot but I am sure that you will also enjoy. I shall then take you on in Crash Team Racing Sewer Speeds Seven Laps...and If I win, you have to pass me. P's get Degrees!&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yes, I am going to stop writing this blog and go back to my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;I may be back later to update you about how my assignments are going and actually finish off this blog for you.&lt;br /&gt;But until then, I must depart!&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3379964097467180640?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3379964097467180640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3379964097467180640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3379964097467180640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3379964097467180640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-seven-oh-look-at-that.html' title='Day Seven: Oh look at that!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-9140061026524332824</id><published>2011-04-06T21:38:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T22:38:22.774+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Six: The word for today is: Amazing</title><content type='html'>Why Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;So for the past 20 minutes I have been staring at this screen hoping that my brain would think of some really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; statement that I could talk about, however this sentence is the best it came up with. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing&lt;/span&gt;?? I think not. haha. And even my day was not very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; so even telling you about my day would bore you but I shall tell you about it anyway. So I had Science 1-3 and then Aboriginal History 3-6 and then I drove back home for dinner with my rowing peeps. Oooo I did have an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; steak for dinner, cooked Medium Rare with mushroom sauce, chips and veges. It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazingly &lt;/span&gt;delish! And then I drove home...and now I am here in bed staring at my laptop still hoping that the light bulb will turn on above my head and I will have an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; Idea of what to write about. I can't even steal one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amazing&lt;/span&gt; best friend's blog idea because..well she stole my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; idea about where I see myself in 5,10 and 30 years time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't planning on writing the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; throughout this whole blog but in the first couple of sentences I had already written &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; three times, so I thought I would just keep on using it. I wonder if you will get sick of the word &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; by the time this non-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing &lt;/span&gt;blog is over. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that I find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amaz...&lt;/span&gt;interesting is how people seem to become less independent when they get into a relationship with someone. This has come to my attention recently because of all the birthday parties I have attended over the past year. A lot of people that would normally be fine just going by themselves to parties or events all of a sudden are unable to attend without their partner being there with them. Why is this so? Is it just that they would feel more comfortable knowing that they will have someone there with them the whole time? I don't know but what I do know is that relationships do seem to change people and I really hope that doesn't happen to me. That's something that I am actually quite worried about, that when I get into a relationship that I will change and start ditching my friends and become more less independent. I don't want to change or do any of those things because it has happened to me many times, and it's not very nice when you lose friends just because they get into a relationship. I've had this discussion with friends before and they have said said that because I am aware that I could change, that they doubt I will change because I will make sure that I don't. But I guess I won't have to worry about that until I actually get into a relationship hahaha. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; what I've learnt about relationship even though I haven't actually technically been in one myself. haha. (I hope that this actually is making sense, because I'm not really thinking about what I'm writing). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what else to write for now. So this shall be the end of day 6. Not a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; day at all.&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow, when hopefully I have something more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song: Daughters- John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song: White Flag- Dido&lt;br /&gt;Song to link in with blog:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Amazing&lt;/span&gt; - Alex Lloyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-9140061026524332824?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/9140061026524332824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=9140061026524332824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9140061026524332824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9140061026524332824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-six-word-for-today-is-amazing.html' title='Day Six: The word for today is: Amazing'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-5158950718293675416</id><published>2011-04-05T22:15:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:59:45.732+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5: The answer is Arizona!</title><content type='html'>Dear My Fellow Readings,&lt;br /&gt;Today the plot of my life musical thickened!!! DOOM DOOM DOOOMMMM! I am still sitting on the train even though the train driver hopped off the train weeks ago. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I discovered today that Arizona is the answer to all questions! So if you are ever feel lost and wondering why about anything, just remember Arizona is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am going to have to apologise again in advance as I have a massive headache and my cold is sort of attacking me more today than it did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually very proud of myself today as I actually turned up to all my classes. I was planning on just sleeping through the whole day and not actually go to class but instead sleep this cold off.  Right now though, I really wish that I had just stayed in bed all day as my cold has attacked my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During "Transition in the Profession" lecture, we were asked to write where we thought we'd be in 5, 10 and 30 years time. So I thought that I would answer those questions in this blog. I once wrote an email to my friend saying where I thought all my family would be in 10 years time...however, I cannot find the email again. I will have to research for it and see if any of it has come true or not. I remember saying that some of my brothers had got married...so I know that part is false so far. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...back to the where I see myself in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five years time:&lt;/span&gt; I would have completed my Bachelor of Ed (EC and P) and I would have my Graduate Diploma in Deaf Studies and I would have gone overseas to volunteer to help the less fortunate. I think I may be working for Gateways or just still volunteering for them. I actually think I may be living in Melbourne this year and renting a house with some friends. So I guess I wouldn't be working for Gateways...I'd have a job in Melbourne, so maybe some type of job like Gateways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten years time: &lt;/span&gt;um...in my 30's. I think I may have had a huge career change by this time and doing something I never thought I'd be doing. Or You'll be seeing me on TV, fit as a fiddle dancing around acting crazy for all the camera workers filming me for Play School or Lazy Town. Or even my own show "Scrazy's World". Oh and I'd have my own house in Geelong area. I'd have an awesome house warming and I'd be loving life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thirty years time:&lt;/span&gt; I'd be in my 50's and I think I would have my own family by now. (I hope so). I'd be living at home, working casually at my job...either still "Scrazy's World" or I'd have had another career change and be um...out changing the world and making a difference helping everyone! I actually think I'd be living on a cruise ship going everywhere and helping out at places that I stop off at. I'd build houses for them, I'd provide them with food, I'd take care of them. I'd be happy, loving life, having not many worries as I had won the lottery the year before, so I'd be rich and being a lady of leisure! Sounds perfect! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds pretty good to me. It shall be interesting to see if I got anything correct. hahaha. I probably should have put more detail into them but I think that's good enough for someone who has had a massive day and has a headache and has only got 6 minutes before today is over and I have to send this blog. So yes, I think I am happy with that. haha. Ohh!!! Actually.... I'm going to add one more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fifteen years time:&lt;/span&gt; I'll be a stand up comedian telling everyone about my life. Making everyone appreciate their lives by making them see the goodness out of every day (I don't think that sentence made sense). I'll definitely need a script writer to make what I say make sense. hahaha. Or people would just have to sit and listen to me the dyslexic-ness of me come out while I tell them about my life. I would be writing a story about my life, a Scrazography and every one would buy and it would be turned into a musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that sounds wonderful for me! I'm excited for the future will bring.&lt;br /&gt;One minute before the day is over! Must say tootleoo!&lt;br /&gt;T.T.F.N&lt;br /&gt;Type to you tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-5158950718293675416?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/5158950718293675416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=5158950718293675416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5158950718293675416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5158950718293675416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/day-5-answer-is-arizona.html' title='Day 5: The answer is Arizona!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-8116800742090436114</id><published>2011-04-04T22:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:49:21.006+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA Day 4: Welcoming the unwelcome!</title><content type='html'>Dear You there, yes you....no I'm not typing to the person behind you, I'm typing to you.&lt;br /&gt;How are you going? Me..? Oh I'm fine and dandy...apart from being welcomed with a sore throat in the morning and feeling pretty bleah all day. So you are going to have to excuse me if this blog does not make sense or if it is really short and pointless. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I did what I always do when I think I am about to get a cold...I guzzle down litres of juice and chuck heaps of vitamins into my system. Hopefully that defeats this cold before it actually attacks me. haha So today I had Science, Religion lecture and tute, the day didn't seem to go as long as Monday's normally feel like they do. After class finished at 5, I went to a group discussion about "The Human Experience" (read previous blog to find out about it haha). It was nice to discuss with other people about the documentary and what they thought about it. Straight after that, I had to decide if I was going back to Geelong for Parmi night with my friends....in the end I decided to go (couldn't be bothered cooking myself food). On this hour drive down....I had a great ideas of what to write for today's blog, however, since eating my parmi and driving back my brain has become really thick and I can now not remember anything that I was going to write. So you are just going to have to put up with my pointless blog! haha. But if you know me, you will know that I tell long pointless stories, so I don't think you would expect anything less from my blogs. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to welcome you to something else that is unwelcome...mice. We have mice in our house. I had a feeling we did and just tonight my feelings were right. Right next to my bed in the wall...two mice were having a conversation. I didn't catch all of the conversation but I heard enough to be able to tell you that I think that they are planning on attacking me when I fall asleep. haha. This house is really falling into parts....pieces! The chimney's going one way and the house is going the other. haha I think sometime during writing my blogs I am going to write a blog all about the things that are wrong with this house and how it is going to fall down one day. I have taken photos of some of the things that are wrong with this house, however, my camera decided to not be nice and died on me and so it has been sent to the Target hospital to get fixed. So when I get that back I shall be able to write that blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yes this was quite a pointless blog, as I have said three times now, so I think you know that by now. So I shall sign off now as I do feel unwell and should sleep this cold off and tell it that it is unwelcome! Just like the mice. they are unwelcome too. If I don't write a blog entry tomorrow, you will know that I heard the mice's conversation correctly.&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow (when hopefully I feel better)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song for today: Burn Your Name -Powderfinger&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song for today: Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of- U2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8116800742090436114?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8116800742090436114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8116800742090436114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8116800742090436114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8116800742090436114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/beda-day-4-welcoming-unwelcome.html' title='BEDA Day 4: Welcoming the unwelcome!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1009589985627855740</id><published>2011-04-03T23:51:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T00:42:14.140+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA 2011!! Day 1 + 2 = Day 3!</title><content type='html'>Well Howdy Doody!!&lt;br /&gt;How time flies! Can't believe it has been a year and it's already Blog Every Day in April (BEDA) again! As you can see, I have already missed day one and two and it's only 7 minutes before day 3 is over. I didn't think about BEDA until now. It's actually quite funny how I remembered about it. I decided to have a look at my blog and do it up and was thinking, I really should write in my blog again and thought, Oh I'll just do BEDA again, that'll make me write in it. then I thought to myself, (it was a really exciting conversation with myself...I can tell you that)..."when does BEDA actually start...Ohhh!! April! Hey look it's April!!". So here I am! Writing again. I am going to have to convince my best friend to do it again too! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't actually got anything majorly interesting to tell you. Ohh actually I can tell you about a movie I saw just this week. On Tuesday I saw "The Human Experience" and I highly recommend it! I really do! Here is a write up of the Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;From Grassroots Films of Brooklyn, New York comes THE HUMAN  EXPERIENCE – the story of a band of brothers who travel the world in  search of the answers to the burning questions: Who am I? Who is Man?  Why do we search for meaning? Their journey brings them into the middle  of the lives of the homeless on the streets of New York City, the  orphans and disabled children of Peru, and the abandoned lepers in the  forests of Ghana, Africa. What the young men discover changes them  forever. With riveting commentary from humanitarian, academic, and  religious experts from all backgrounds - the film portrays the beauty  found in each person and celebrates the resilience of the human spirit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really inspirational and after seeing it, I had an epiphany and now have a 2 year plan for my life. haha. I'm going to go back to uni next year and learn AUSLAN (if I get into the course) and then I have decided that I want to go overseas and volunteer helping out the disadvantaged. I'm still currently looking at different volunteering camps to see which ones I would like to do. I am so excited about it, I finally have some idea of what I want to do! I think it'd be such an amazing experience but it will be so daunting going overseas by myself. Now I don't mind it if people ask me: "So what do you want to do?" as I finally have an answer that I am passionate about. I always felt like I should have an answer for that question and so my answer always was "Primary Teaching". It has always been my if I can't think of anything else, I'll do Primary Teaching. I did do this early childhood and primary course for a reason though. Didn't do it just for fun hahaha. I thought it would open doors to other careers that I may be interested in. For example, I would love to be on a children's show, like Play school or Lazy Town or something like that. haha. I just don't really fancy teaching teaching, my favourite time of school is still little lunch and big lunch. Playing games and running around. haha. But yeah, it is really exciting to finally have an idea of what I would love to do with my life and actually seeing it happen. Oh it's so lovely knowing what you want to do! I'm sure I'll come up with other ideas during this year and next year but for now that is my plan and I am happy with it. haha. So if you know of any really amazing volunteering camps overseas or even in Australia, please feel free to let me know =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is time for me to depart. I've only gone 28 minutes past the 3rd day of April, but close enough for Jazz! Oh speaking of Jazz I went and saw a gig up in Melbourne today. A JazzVibe Big Band! It was really amazing! I think they are playing next Sunday too, at the Vibe in Fitzroy. I highly recommend you see them too. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my last year's BEDA I had a signing off with an upbeat song and a downbeat song, however, I currently cannot think of a new idea for signing off....so I think I may just steal my last years idea until I think of a new one! haha&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Scrazy signing out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat song for today: Everybody Needs Somebody To Love- Blues Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat song for today: Hero - Enrique Iglesias&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1009589985627855740?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1009589985627855740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1009589985627855740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1009589985627855740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1009589985627855740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2011/04/beda-2011-day-1-2-day-3.html' title='BEDA 2011!! Day 1 + 2 = Day 3!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2717763714835035455</id><published>2010-04-30T23:24:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T02:38:17.310+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30: HAPPY 21ST JET!</title><content type='html'>Hey Everybody,&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very special day! It is one of my bestest friend's 21st birthday today! And she got to spend it in England! How amazing is that! She is so amazingly awesome! If only she would answer my phone calls when "I have just called to say I love you". She always hangs up on me. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. I only have 4 more minutes to write this blog. Um...So I'll make it quick.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had band from 5.15-10pm and I played 1st trumpet in senior band! And I was quite impressed with how my chops lasted the whole 4 hours and 45 minutes of playing the trumpet and bari sax! Nothing like not practicing and only playing every friday night. Haha. I always get motivated when I see ATM15! I always think "Oh I really should practice and I'll be just as awesome as these guys! and then I go to band and I'm like yeah, I should practice! let's do it! and then the week disappears...and then I'm at band again and no practice is done. But it's rather hard at the moment to try and do practice when my hours of the day are with doing homework and working on assignments. Only 3 more days and my assignments will ALL be handed in and I can party!!! PARTY I TELL YOU! I can watch all the movies I've been wanting to watch for ages, like aristocats, finding nemo, aladin, anastasia, pokemon! Everything!!! YAY!! But I'll still have homework and studying for exams! But I'll be able to have a night where I can watch movies! Oh and I want to do a Starwars movie marathon at some point too. hahaha I don't think that'll happen until uni and placement is over!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..I'm going to go to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm still awake, I cannot get to sleep and while I was lying there thinking about everything you can think about, I remembered that this was my lost blog entry for BEDA (blog every day in April)! It's over! So I hope you all enjoyed my spamming you every day! and I will probably still write in my blog when exciting/new/challenging/interesting/horrible things happen to me, because I have rather enjoyed this writing every night (even if I did miss some nights).&lt;br /&gt;So...until next time, whenever that may be....&lt;br /&gt;I send my hugs and love to all, especially to JET, who didn't really have the best 21st today. Just remember JET that you have a lot of amazing friends and family members that love you dearly and tomorrow is always a new day and a new month in fact, May day. So no matter what... IIIIIeeeIIIIII WIILLL ALLWAAYYYSSS LOOOVEE YOOUUUooooooooooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song today: How ya doin'- ATM15 (yes I know this was my song yesterday, but it was still my favourite today!)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song today: My Immortal- Evanescence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice quote to finish this BEDA off with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can  choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn't arrived  yet. I have just one day, today, and I'm going to be happy in it. -  Groucho Marx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2717763714835035455?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2717763714835035455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2717763714835035455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2717763714835035455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2717763714835035455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-30-happy-21st-jet.html' title='Day 30: HAPPY 21ST JET!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-523382912048691979</id><published>2010-04-30T01:58:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T02:14:27.691+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28-29: Ooops</title><content type='html'>Well I failed this BEDA! I tried but just some nights disappeared and it was hard trying to find time to do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's pretty stressful at the moment, so that's why I haven't posted blogs for the past two nights. I have 3 assignments due on Tuesday and two of them are group assignments and one is a maths folio, that I have run out of paper for! so I'm going to have to buy some more paper and try and fit it into the folio. I'll be very glad when Tuesday night/wednesday (depending if we hand in one of the assignments on wednesday (because the teacher is so lovely she's allowed us to have till friday...but we want to hand it in either tuesday or wednesday)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...update with my car:&lt;br /&gt;It's had a new hose put in it, but it's not the correct water hose because he didn't have the correct one in stock, so he's sent for one and has put a replacement in and I also got my auto transmission cleaned on my car, and I also got told I need 4 new tyres! YIPEE!! More money. Also when the new water hoses comes in, which is like 2 weeks, I am also getting my back breaks fixed. hahaha. Oh the joys of cars. but he did say to me that when this is done, my car will be awesome for ages! but with my luck, that will be until next service. haha. but yeah with my tyres, I took it in and got two new tyres because he said that 2 of my tyres are still good to drive on. So he got rid of my two worst tyres, which just so happened to be the two that i got fixed the other day from getting two punctured tyres. So really I paid $50 for those two punctures for nothing because I got new tyres to replace them a week later! But it was rather lucky because he had two tyres for sale at the place for $80 each and normally they are around $200 each! and I also got a wheel alignment done, so all up, over the past 3 weeks I have paid, $50+$160+$260+$170= $640 for my car. hahahahha oh dear that's sad :( and I still need to pay for it when it gets its breaks and hose done. Oh Joy! How money disappears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for yesterday and today, all I've been doing is paying for my car to get fixed, homeworking and doing assignments! That is it! And today I had a nice break at the end of the day and went to see ATM15 play at Paris Cat for their last gig there. It was a really awesome gig, and I got to see some people I hadn't seen for ages. So it was lovely! Anthony Warlow had said he may come again this week to the gig so my brother stayed up till 3am doing a composition of 'They can't take that away'. It was really good, it was a pitty Anthony wasn't there because it was really awesome but the singer and band playing it awesome, so it didn't matter too much. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm going to go to sleep now. More homework and assignmenting is due to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today:  How ya doin'- ATM15&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: They can't take that away -ATM15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-523382912048691979?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/523382912048691979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=523382912048691979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/523382912048691979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/523382912048691979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-28-29-ooops.html' title='Day 28-29: Ooops'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3887261303531580875</id><published>2010-04-27T21:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T22:48:35.435+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27: Headache.....bleah!</title><content type='html'>Dear Headache,&lt;br /&gt;I have had to put up with you since 3pm, please go away.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were a food headache, I ate, you didn't go away.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were a water headache, I drank, you didn't go away.&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were a panadol headache, I took, you didn't go away.&lt;br /&gt;So my last option is that you're a sleep headache, so I shall sleep and you shall go away.&lt;br /&gt;Deal? Deal!&lt;br /&gt;Love Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shall be another dot point form entry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Today I had booked my car in for a service at 8am, when class started at 8am. haha. So I turned up at class 25 minutes late. Oopsies! First time I've been late for uni this whole year. Pretty good achievement I think, because normally the people that live the closest come late. haha. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I then got two assignments back today, and it was so weird because last night when I finally got back to sleep around 12.30am, I had a dream that my housemate and I got our group assignment back, but i was asleep so she sent me a text message saying what mark we got on it. We got a B+. Hahahaha. Anyway, I turned up at class today, and we got a distinction on our assignment, which is equivalent to a B+! Haha! I also got my lesson plan back which I got a credit for.  Which isn't too bad at all. So so far for my 4 assignments I've done I have got two distinctions and two credits! Loook at me go! I'm very proud of myself. Speaking of assignments, I have three due on tuesday =(. Two group assignments and one maths folio. The maths folio is nearly completed which I'm very happy about  and the two group assignments we started one tonight and looking at the next one tomorrow morning. We were going to look at it tonight but my headache is just so painful it's hard to think about work. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And um...I ate dinner by myself tonight, as my housemates had all gone places. So I was all alone, there was no-one here beside me. My headache was still there and it was sooooo paaaiiiinnnfffuulll! hehehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;That's all I'm going to say for tonight. Really need to get rid of this headache!&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all lovely!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: Winnie the Pooh- Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: Who'd have known- Lily Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3887261303531580875?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3887261303531580875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3887261303531580875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3887261303531580875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3887261303531580875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-27-headachebleah.html' title='Day 27: Headache.....bleah!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7931897439171185296</id><published>2010-04-26T21:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:08:43.736+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26; Sleepy Head</title><content type='html'>Well today! I got woken up at 10.30 to get ready to go to my Grandad's birthday lunch. I quickly packed all my bags and chucked them in my car, and being rather tired, I nearly forgot to bring my uni books up! I had packed the bag, but I forgot to grab it when I was taking my bags to my car. Luckily I went back into my room and saw it there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to my grandad's birthday lunch and it was delicious! Yorkshire puddings, mash potato, cabbage with bacon, corn, carrot soaked in butter, zucchini slice, lamb cooked to perfection, broccoli and cauliflower in white sauce! Oh it was beautiful! I really am going to have to learn from Grandma how she makes it all to perfection! So that's what I'm going to do! Learn how to make this awesome British meal! I say that every time we have the meal, but never do it! So I'm going to do it this time! I need to make sure that next time I find out we are having this, I will turn up when they start cooking it and learn it!! I will!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so after the awesome get together for grandad's birthday, with a load of laughs! hahaha. I then drove up to Ballarat and got here at 5pm and fell asleep. hahaha and then I woke up at 8.30pm being so confused with what the time is and what was going on. So I am now just writing my blog entries, but it was rather hard to remember what had happened these past two days because it's been so packed, and still being half asleep hahaha. but i think i've done an alright job remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am going to continue on resting, as my legs are thanking me so much for lying down, after 15 hours over 2 nights of dancing, they are very happy to relax! And so am I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhoo...that's about I can really say at the moment, my mind has gone blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: According To You - Orianthi&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: Seasons of Love - Rent&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7931897439171185296?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7931897439171185296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7931897439171185296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7931897439171185296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7931897439171185296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-26-sleepy-head.html' title='Day 26; Sleepy Head'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4122664035423485155</id><published>2010-04-26T04:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T21:48:04.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25: To be continued</title><content type='html'>I've just got home from going out and it's 4.38am on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired at the moment, so I'll write this post tomorrow, well today haha&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...So here's my continuing for yesterday. (today is the 26th, writing for the 25th hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do dot points again because I'm still so tired, you'll find out why soon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well I had my friend's 21st last night which lead into this morning. I didn't get to my friend's house, to sleep over till 4.30am and then we stayed up talking till around 5am. It was a really fun night, it got to see some people I hadn't seen for 3 years- since high school.  We went to the Max first for the actual 21st party and then went to Eureka, and the band actually played good songs! It was such a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So after waking up around 10-11.30 I then went and took one of my friend's back home and then drove back home myself to try and do some homework. I did some, not all that was needed to be done, but I have time tomorrow to do it before it's due, so that's fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I then started getting ready to go out again! When I had said I would go out tonight, I had forgotten i had the 21st last night, but I probably still would have said I would go. haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I decided that I would curl my hair again, I did it for my friend's 21st too and it turned out actually really good, so I thought I'd try again. It was a bit harder this time, as I had a friend helping me last time. But It actually turned out okay as well! I had a fight with it during the process, the top half of my hair just went BOING and PA-TOOO all over the place, so I just pinned the top half back with a ribbon, so it looked rather good. even if I do say so myself. It even still looked pretty good after I woke up today (the 26th), I just slept with it still with the ribbon in and it looked pretty good, the hairspray is really good. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anyway, so I went out dancing at home house, but my legs were really rather tired, as I worked out the night before at the 21st I had been standing/intense dancing on them for 10 hours! So they were a bit tired and I didn't really feel like dancing, which I then felt bad, because everybody else I was with was in a really dancing mood, and I didn't want to be the person that puts the mood down because they are tired. So I kept on dancing and trying to not show I was tired, but they could tell. haha. So I went and sat down for a bit as well, so that I wasn't destroying the dance floor. hahaha. Anyway, I then went home and dropped off one of my friend's first and got home at 4.30am as I wrote before and didn't get to sleep till 5am.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Now it's time to write today's blog..so I shall leave it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: You're Simply the best - Tina Turner&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: Only Hope- Mandy Moore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4122664035423485155?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4122664035423485155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4122664035423485155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4122664035423485155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4122664035423485155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-25-to-be-continued.html' title='Day 25: To be continued'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7421798783950029409</id><published>2010-04-24T13:03:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T16:12:14.403+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24: Time to dance my frilly white socks off!</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be really quick as I am about to leave to go to my friend's house and I won't have time tonight to write it because I'm going to my friend's 21st Birthday!! WOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall put what I want to say in dot points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blackboard (the internet thing I have to use to get my uni stuff from and post my uni stuff on) is very annoying! It deleted what I was about to post and then lost my whole reflection. I guess that serves me right for not writing it in a word document first and then copying and pasting it. But ah well, I redid my reflection and it's all posted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I cannot believe that the previous owner of that Madeline video put the wrong video in it. =( Rather shattering! I'll just have to keep looking for it! (I did find a bit of it on Youtube- good old youtube)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm planning on trying to curl my hair tonight! I really hope it goes well because I don't want to have to hop back into the shower and flatten it all down again. hahaha. But yeah, shall find out my skills with curling. haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I bought a book yesterday, don't remember if I wrote about it yesterday, but it's called the low GI diet book. But it sounds rather good, haven't finished reading the beginning of it yet, but it has a 12 week planner in it. Shall be interesting to see how that goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm excited about tonight because I'm going to be seeing people I haven't seen in quite a long time, so it shall hopefully be a good catch up night! and I really feel like dancing! So I'm very excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't want to do my readings for uni, one's 15 pages long! Blah! hahahaha! Ah well I'll live!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't know why and I don't really care why but for the past 2 days I've been in a really good mood and been excited about stuff again! It's exciting!! hehehe. Happy Happy Happy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH I want to buy a book called "The Tao of Pooh" and "The Te of Piglett" I think that's what the second one is called. I think the Tao of Pooh is a book my brother has but I want to get it for myself. So if I find it on my opp shopping trips haha I shall buy it! Hopefully the opp shop won't build me up to push me over again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;OH and at the moment I'm in love with two songs, they are going to be my favourite songs for today, but you'll have to wait till I've actually written that to find out what it is.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uni this week may be a bit stressful, even though I'm not stressed! I'm too excited to be stressed! hhaha But yeah it may be stressful because we have two group assignments that we have to do. But they don't look that hard, so we'll be fine =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hahaha Yes I did say this was going to be short, but I'm actually typing really fast! So, what I actually meant to say was that I'm not going to spend a long time writing on it, which means it could be short or long, depending on how fast I type! Mwahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Um....I think that's all I have to say for now! Time to go to my friend's house!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;T.T.F.N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two favourite songs for today: Somewhere only we know- Keane and Only Hope- Mandy Moore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7421798783950029409?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7421798783950029409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7421798783950029409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7421798783950029409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7421798783950029409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-24-time-to-dance-my-frilly-white.html' title='Day 24: Time to dance my frilly white socks off!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6264466410462696092</id><published>2010-04-23T23:35:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T01:34:53.029+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23: Flash Back!</title><content type='html'>I'M SOOO EXCITED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I bought the best videos!!!!!! Only $1 EACH! I'm so excited!! I bought 8 videos, 3 videos of Madeline, with my favourite episode ever where she loses her appendix and she sings a song "Wa La My Scar!"!!!! Favourite!!!! I only ever saw it once! But I always remember it!!! 2 videos of The busy world of Richard Scarry, Ahh Real Monsters, Rocko's Modern Life AND One ABC for Kids Video Hits Volume 2: Which has Walking on the milky way- Franciscus Henri, Diesel Rap- from Johnson and Friends, Radical Wheels- from Swap Shop, Bob the Kelpie- Don Spencer, Dancing in the Kitchen- Franciscus Henri, Ferry Boat Fred- from the 'Ferry Boat Fred' album, One Man went to Mow- Mike Jackson, Busy Baby, Bubby- George Spartels, Thumbs Up!- Don Spencer, Dorothy the Dinosaur- The wiggles!&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY WERE THERE IN ST. VINNIES!! JUST THERE WAITING FOR ME! IT WAS FATE!!&lt;br /&gt;I am now watching Madeline! Oh, so excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day today, hehe, I didn't go to sleep till 4am because I was playing pokemon and chatting. hahaha. oopsies! Pokemon is just too awesome! I then got up at 11.16am and then went into Geelong and well bought those videos and some trackies for $8.49! Cheapies!! And then went to dinner at Bended before going to Costa Hall for Tim McCallum's fair well concert. It was meant to be in held sort of near the edge at the waterfront, but it poured down raining and so it got moved to Costa Hall. It was a really good concert, I actually really enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I also bought a cheap book today, called The Low GI Diet. It actually looks rather good. Something to read and see what it says. Shall be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's all I have to say for today...too excited about Madeline to write any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: On the streets where we live...I think that was what it was called that we played today. haha&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: all the songs that were played today at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWS UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;That Madeline wasn't the one!!!!! THEY PUT THE WRONG VIDEO IN THE CASE!!!!! How could they!!! And I thought it was fate! That's not fate! That's just cruel! Get my hopes up and then kick me down! =( Wasn't very nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6264466410462696092?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6264466410462696092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6264466410462696092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6264466410462696092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6264466410462696092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-23-flash-back.html' title='Day 23: Flash Back!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6927270586686136535</id><published>2010-04-22T23:37:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:26:56.016+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22:  FIVE MONTHS TILL MY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>Why Hello there,&lt;br /&gt;I am rather glad that this week of uni is over. Even though I didn't have any assignments due or anything, I just did not feel like doing the readings and questions for class. I was sleepy and didn't want to do my homework and so I left it to the last minute. It wasn't rushed or anything, I did it with plenty of time but didn't want to do it. So it was all fine, just glad the weeks over. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking every day this week too, but been snacking too much at night, so i doubt I'll have lost anything, but ah well. Just one of those weeks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I got up at 9am and spent over an hour vacuuming our house! Took forever as the vacuum cleaner was very dodgey and wouldn't pick up the rubbish. I decided to check the container in the vacuum cleaner and there was a section in the container that I'm guessing people didn't notice that you could undo and empty out extra dirt! Looked like it had been 2 years worth of dirt shoved in this little container. No wonder the vacuum cleaning was having a hard time. It worked so much better after it was emptied out. haha After cleaning the house, we had our house inspection where we got to tell her all the problems with our house. It took a whole A4 page to write all the issues with it. haha The fly wirer that doesn't close, The roof caving in and having a massive whole in it, the windows having massive gaps in them, the lights looking like they are about to fall out of the roof, the toilet that doesn't stop running, the shower head that falls on your head and leaks, where the fire place used to be- there is a stove instead, but the chimney shoot isn't closed properly and all the dirt falls from the chimney into your dinner and um...I think that's it, OH And the chimney looks like it is about to fall off the house. Yeah I think that's it now. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After telling them about all the issues of our house, I then went for a walk around the lake, It was a lovely day and it was a lovely walk.&lt;br /&gt;I then had a Theology tute and a Maths tute, it wasn't too bad, in maths I created a bed looking thing out of the Suma blocks thingymabobs. haha where you have 7 pieces and you can create a square out of it and you can always create other shapes? Well yeah, I created a bed and a square. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class I quickly packed all my stuff in like 5 minutes because I was meeting my Grandparents for dinner at 5.30 and class didn't finish till 4.40, so I was going to be late driving to geelong from ballarat. So I rang them up and just met them at the restaurant at 6pm and left at 7pm because I had band (7-9) for Tim McCallum's goodbye concert that's on tomorrow night. It actually sounds like it will be a nice concert, and apparently they have already sold 500 tickets, so it'll be pretty massive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home and just finished watching While you were sleeping. haha Mum got it for me as a congratulations on getting a distinction on one of my assignments. I've actually been going pretty well with my assignments this year, got a Credit and a Distinction. So yeah, pretty awesome! Ohh and I couldn't go see ATM15 today as I had band practice! But mum sent me a message saying that Anthony Warlow was at the gig!!! The one gig I don't go to and there is someone amazingly awesome and famous there! Ah well... I'm glad mum was there because she thinks he's awesomely amazing too. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I'm going to put my pajamas on and hop into bed and probably play pokemon!&lt;br /&gt;So Shall talk to you tomorrow Mr. Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Upbeat atm: Everytime I think of you- Babys&lt;br /&gt;Fav Downbeat atm: Nothing Compares to you- Sinead O'Connor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6927270586686136535?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6927270586686136535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6927270586686136535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6927270586686136535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6927270586686136535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-22-five-months-till-my-birthday.html' title='Day 22:  FIVE MONTHS TILL MY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3693909058791922604</id><published>2010-04-21T20:21:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:57:31.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21: I ran today! =O</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo,&lt;br /&gt;Today I discovered I still have a week and a half to lose the 5 kilos! Haha It's not going to happen though because it'd probably be rather unhealthy to have lost 5 kilos in a week and a bit. haha&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I'm going to just listen to Sooty and Matthew Corbet and Eat in Moderation and not bother with any special diets! Yipee! In my diet, it involves eating small Turkish delight Easter eggs. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my car in today to get a service done on it, $116 later I have my car back and it's booked in for next Tuesday to get more things fixed on it! Hooorraa!! Oh my family has the best luck with cars *SARCASM* hahaha. It needs the back breaks, water hose pipe and auto transmission fixed, so that's why it's booked in again. I am glad that my scholarships arrived last week. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even went for a run today. It was meant to be a nice fast walk but I didn't want to awkwardly try and overtake this person that was infront of me that was walking just a bit slower than me. So instead I ran past her and continued on running until I was pooped!! Pretty good job by me I think. I'm really glad that I cannot see myself when I'm running because when I get home and I've already had a bit of a cool down walking the rest of the way home, I'm a sweaty bright red tomato! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHH!! The trees are looking REALLY beautiful at the moment, they are all different bright colourful colours and it just looks really lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a student on a school bus going home today, staring out the window in her own little world and it made me realise how much I actually miss catching the bus. It gave me a chance to catch up on homework, stare out the window, see the progress of the world day by day and see all the beautiful scenery, write letters to my friends. Whereas now that I have my own car, all you can do is stare at the traffic and try not crash. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I love chick flicks. haha At the moment I'm watching He's just not that into you. Having a break from homework and stressful thinking =D hahaha Oh it's a funny movie. The two ladies talking about if the guy's not marrying you, are so funny! "and as soon as you hear that, you just run to the store and buy yourself some ribs and some ice-cream, because you have been dumped" Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Back to watching the movie!!!&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you tomorrow =D&lt;br /&gt;T.T.F.N&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3693909058791922604?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3693909058791922604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3693909058791922604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3693909058791922604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3693909058791922604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-21-i-ran-today-o.html' title='Day 21: I ran today! =O'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6550621178744358535</id><published>2010-04-20T00:02:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:37:46.095+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20: Little Miss Chatterbox</title><content type='html'>What a long day this has been.&lt;br /&gt;Well last night I hopped into bed at 10.30 but didn't turn my laptop off till a bit after midnight. I then stared at the roof for about an hour and a half...wide awake thinking what I could do instead of being bored. In the end I decided that I would do some sit ups and then I did push ups. I was wide awake then, so I decided to finish off my maths homework. I finished the homework at 2.30am and then hopped back into bed and stared at the roof again for about another hour before falling asleep and then woke up at 7.40 for class at 8. I love living really close!! &lt;br /&gt;Once class had finished at 11, I went for a walk around the lake and made it back in time for class again till 3pm. I then walked to IGA and bought my dinner. So I did pretty well with my exercising today, however I think I've just ate all the calories I would have burnt off. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today as I was walking around the lake I was thinking about what would be classified as 'too much talking'. I've been thinking about it quite a bit recently. I sometimes feel like I talk too much and I have had conversations with people and the conversation has ended, I've realised that I talked about myself the whole time. Since I've noticed this (about 5 months ago), I've been trying to fix it, so that I make sure that I'm actually asking them questions too. I don't have this problem if they just talk heaps too because we take it in turns talking about stuff, however, if they just keep asking me questions, I will just keep answering them and from those answers I will think of something else to say and so on and so forth and And never actually ask "and you?". I will get better at it one day. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm really rather tired, so I'm going to finish up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: Me and My shadow- Ewan Mcgregor and someone else. ahaha I cannot be bothered finding the song on my phone to see who it was. haha&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: Somewhere only we know - Keane&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6550621178744358535?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6550621178744358535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6550621178744358535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6550621178744358535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6550621178744358535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-20-little-miss-chatterbox.html' title='Day 20: Little Miss Chatterbox'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-756952209697429265</id><published>2010-04-19T22:09:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:58:20.788+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19: 1000km!</title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLLOOO YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as I've discovered since Thursday afternoon I have driven 1000km this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;And I was really dreading driving back to Ballarat, as I had had enough of driving. However, it was actually a really nice drive and my mp3 player chose all the right songs that I wanted to listen too. So it was actually a really nice drive and when I had arrived at my house, I nearly decided to drive around the lake because I was enjoying it rather a lot. However I did not. hehe. Exciting fact there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never actually went for my walk today, or did all my homework like I was planning on, and I didn't even buy a diet book. So basically today, I accomplished nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my brain is thinking heaps at the moment, I'm struggling to think of what to write...so I've decided that I'm going to steal my best friend's idea from her blog and write things I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Movie nights&lt;/span&gt;: Especially chick flick movie nights, movie marathon nights (Lord of the rings, Harry Potter, Gilmore Girls...). They are just great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skate Park&lt;/span&gt;: I really enjoy going to the skate park in Geelong when all the lights are lit up my friend(s) and I just listen to music and chat, with the cool sea breeze and look out at the water! It's so lovely there, I always feel a peace and as though I don't have a care in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spontaneous Adventures&lt;/span&gt;: I love being asked to go on random adventures, (however if I'm too tired or don't feel well, I normally say no, even though it would be great fun haha). I find it really fun and excited when you go off on an adventure that's not planned and even if it fails it's always great fun! Like a time one of my best friends and I felt like doing something so we decided that we would go for a drive somewhere random, so I drove to her house, and we decided that she would drive (every time we went somewhere we would spend about 5-10 minutes decided who was going to drive) and we sat in her car...and went no-where and instead just sat outside her house in the car for about 4 hours. Great night that night. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Peas and Corn&lt;/span&gt;: for some reason, just this year I have discovered how much I do love peas and corn especially with Mash potato! It's so simple but yet so lovely and makes me feel really happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Children's games (shadow tiggy, spotlight, skipping, double dutch, tiggy)&lt;/span&gt;: Especially Spotlight! I love this game! It's 40-40 but played at night time with a torch! Oh it's great fun! You have to try and think of different ways of making it to the middle without being spotted! And using different items to hide behind or in, like an umbrella or a wheelie bin. Oh Such an awesome game. Oh and playing Soccer...But not a serious soccer game, just going to an oval and kicking a soccer ball around and trying to beat someone to Gary (my pet turtle (who's a soccer ball)) Haha. I've decided this "like list" makes me sound, ...um...as they say, small things amuse small minds. But who cares! It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lan Sesh&lt;/span&gt;: LAN SESH IS FUN! What more can I say... I love playing computer games, board games, console games and I really really really want to set up all the old game consoles we have and have a nerd party playing old school games!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D and M's&lt;/span&gt;: As I normally have a lot on my mind, I really do enjoy having deep and meaningful with someone, to just talk about every single thing that we can think of deep and meaningfully haha. Oh they are great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bicycle Rides&lt;/span&gt;: However, not a fan of riding on the road, so I love the bicycle paths that they have around. Oh They are lovely! Just sitting on a bicycle, wind blowing through the helmet to my hair, just enjoying the nature and getting lost in it. Hahaha Yep, once mum and I went on a bicycle adventure after dropping my car off to get fixed. And well, when the guy rang up to tell me my car was fixed...well we were lost and weren't really sure how to get back from where we were. ahaha. so I said I wasn't sure what time I'd be back to pick up my car. Hahaha. We worked out how to get back rather quickly, but gee it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;When people listen to my long pointless stories&lt;/span&gt;: and don't pay me out. Or when I'm telling the long pointless story and someone interrupts and when we get back to our conversation, they ask me to continue or even remind me where I'm up to in the story. =D I really am sorry about my long pointless stories, it's something I never grew out of. Even some of my brother's would stop listening to me because they knew it was just going to be a looonnngggg, really lonnnggg...with a lot of detours in it.....looonnnggg...story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hugs, especially hugging and then never letting go, even when they try to leave the hug!&lt;/span&gt;: HAHAHAHAHA Oh it is fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my like list of today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: Always look on the bright side of life - Monty Python&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: Brick - Ben Folds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-756952209697429265?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/756952209697429265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=756952209697429265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/756952209697429265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/756952209697429265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-19-1000km.html' title='Day 19: 1000km!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-8621864829156002777</id><published>2010-04-19T01:49:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T02:16:17.462+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18: Shambles!</title><content type='html'>Howdy doody,&lt;br /&gt;Well today, I set my alarm for 10.30am but instead woke up at 11.30am =D. I had set my alarm as I had to do my online journal for maths before I left to go to Melbourne today, so I wanted to get up before the afternoon so I'd have time. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really have an exciting morning/afternoon, I just ate breakfast, tried to fix mum's laptop charger, did my online journal and then spent the rest of the afternoon getting ready to go to Melbourne. It's been really annoying recently, because I used to never have problems working out what I would wear, however recently I've been having arguments with my wardrobe because I can never find anything that I'm happy with. And I spend hours just changing my outfits because I'm being too picky and just don't feel comfortable in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this may be because, well....I didn't complete the weight loss challenge that I had since february to lose my 5 kilos. I'm actually at the same weight as I started off with when I started this weight loss challenge. So I haven't really been feeling happy about that. It's annoying when you try to do something but it just does not work. But I guess it is my fault for those times that I didn't exercise or eat the correct things. Ah well, I just hope that I reach my ideal weight by my 21st this year, but I actually rather doubt it at the moment. I have to lose 13 kilos before September. It is possible, but at the moment, I've always been feeling rather lethargic and when I've tried to do exercise my body tells me that it doesn't want to right at this moment. Plus I've been eating more than I'm meant to, to lose weight. So well I'm failing at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to start getting my sleeping patterns back in order. Make myself wake up early and get myself back into the swing of it and then I can be motivated again. I really do think I need someone to just write me out a diary of exactly what I need to eat and when so that I don't keep on thinking about what I need to eat. I also should start doing weights again, because you lose more fat when you have more muscles. Maybe I should write myself up an exercise plan and try and follow it and look at diet books and see if I can create myself a diet plan for myself. The only thing I don't like about most of the diet books, is that they always make you buy stuff that you don't just find in your cupboard. And you seem to have to buy a lot more ingredients and spend more money.&lt;br /&gt;I need to do something. I need to find motivation again in exercising because I really do want to have my ideal body weight. I just need to tell my stomach that when it wants me to snack late at night. I need to do something. Oh motivation, where art thou motivation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To continue about my day, I drove up to Melbourne and saw the Shambles live at the Balloom. It was rather funny! My brother was brought onto stage and was asked to display the poster paper. I didn't think it was as funny as last year, but it was still pretty good! haha. Oh they are good though, my favourite character is Steve the Bad Joke Neighbour! hahaha. And my favourite joke of his is, why was the sand wet? I shall ask the question again, followed by the answer. Why was the sand wet? Because the sea weed! Hahaha! Oh he's a classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the Shambles I went back to my friend's house, where we go after netball, to see all the people there and wish one of them a happy birthday for tomorrow. They had an impressive birthday cake for him. It was like a pinata, and he had to crack the chocolate coating to see the cake inside. It was lovely! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to go to sleep as it's 2.09am and I really need to fix my sleeping patterns as I've been going to sleep at 3am on thursday night, 3am on friday night and 3am on saturday night and now 2.10am on Sunday night! It's not going well. It has been fun though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Plans for tomorrow are to finish all my homework that I have due for this week. Don't know how it will go, but it's my plan. Actually, it's meant to be a lovely day tomorrow, so maybe I'll go for a bicycle ride or a walk, make myself go in the morning before I start all the work. Sounds good. Wonder if it'll happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any ideas for losing weight and keeping motivated, please let me know. It'd be nice to lose weight without putting it back on. I should think positive though because I have lost 6 kilos since the beginning of the year. So I have done something. Just need to keep going really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T.F.N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Upbeat Song for today: F.N.T - Semisonic&lt;br /&gt;Fav Downbeat Song for today: The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face- Roberta Flack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8621864829156002777?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8621864829156002777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8621864829156002777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8621864829156002777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8621864829156002777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-18-shambles.html' title='Day 18: Shambles!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1220855387911709097</id><published>2010-04-17T20:46:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:14:21.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17: What a Lovely Day</title><content type='html'>Hello reader(s),&lt;br /&gt;Today, I slept in till 11.30 and playing pokemon on my DS until one of my best friends woke up. haha. Once she woke up, we watched "What not to wear" for a few hours and because today was such a lovely day, we decided to go play tennis. It was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then I left to go home to go to Church and made it just in time. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;And since after Church, I have been eating, watching movies, and facebooking. For dinner I made myself a plate of peas, baked beans and scrambled eggs. hahaha A great combination =P hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment we are watching Wait Until Dark, a really old movie with Audrey Hepburn. So far it's good. I'm having a Saturday night in for the first time in awhile. =D I'm in my pajamas and relaxing! It's quite peaceful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: I want you to want me- Letters to Leo&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: Mad Dogs and Englishmen - Andy Caine (Easy Virtue Soundtrack)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1220855387911709097?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1220855387911709097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1220855387911709097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1220855387911709097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1220855387911709097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-17-what-lovely-day.html' title='Day 17: What a Lovely Day'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-8440383948130279383</id><published>2010-04-17T19:57:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T20:35:26.138+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16: Not much</title><content type='html'>Today I got home at 2am after dropping people home after ATM15's gig in Melbourne and decided that I wanted to play Pokemon for an hour before going to sleep. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got up, I had three nice surprises for me! 2 Cheques and a fancy headband! It was great! So I went in to the bank and deposited the cheques and then bought some new jeans :) I love getting new jeans that fit! Crossroads seems to be the only place that I can find jeans that fit me nicely! Which I don't mind because at least I have somewhere to get my jeans from. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went to band at 5.15-10pm with the Geelong Concert Band. I discovered in band, while playing my baritone sax, why my two front teeth have arched inwards, as though they've been ground down. I worked it out it was from playing the bari sax and where I put my front teeth on it. So I then spent an hour while playing to try and figure a way without putting them on the bari. I discovered it's really rather hard, so I just gave up in trying and just kept on playing normally. haha. Hopefully my teeth won't keep on being ground down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then went over to one of my best friend's house and had a movie night! Watched some really good movies, "while you were sleeping" and " Erin Brockovich"! I really enjoyed them both. I think I'm going to buy "while you were sleeping" because it's such a great chick flick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today:Pack Up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag And - Celia Graham/Easy Virtue Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: "The Road unknown- portrait of soldier" (a song I play in band)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8440383948130279383?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8440383948130279383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8440383948130279383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8440383948130279383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8440383948130279383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-16-not-much.html' title='Day 16: Not much'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-5145444393245033053</id><published>2010-04-15T17:14:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:47:20.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15: I think you know that it's part of BEDA by now.</title><content type='html'>Dear 'Scrazy has a blog' readers,&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry but this will probably be a rather short, as I feel rather sick and so I may go have a nap before I head off to see ATM15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start of with my day:&lt;br /&gt;So I set my alarm at 12.30pm, so that I could just sleep in as long as I wanted until I would need to get ready for uni. Whenever I try and sleep in as long as I want, it never happens. Last time the guys came in to put the fire alarms in our rooms. This time it was the guy to come fix my door. So I quickly got up and allowed him to fix my door. He did it exactly how I was planning to fix it, with glue and sticky tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8bCVVzL8HI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Z3JKuLiLyog/s1600/DSC00071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8bCVVzL8HI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Z3JKuLiLyog/s320/DSC00071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460265270118183026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the final product! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8bCV1Kc3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0qxdJW18oE4/s1600/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8bCV1Kc3ZI/AAAAAAAAAEg/0qxdJW18oE4/s320/DSC00072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460265278537260434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if he will be coming back to actually fill in that big gap and put the metal holder back on it but we shall see when I get back from my weekend! Oh I'm really glad it's the weekend! Two assignments handed in and I have none due next week!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he fixed my door I finished off my readings for theology and went to a one hour Theology tute and handed in my essay. Glad to get rid of that essay!!&lt;br /&gt;Then I had maths for 2 hours. And all we did was solve some maths problems and play a maths game. It was a pretty good class, but it went for so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my day. I'll be going to make shepherds pie and a corn cob!! =D Shall be yummy!!! And then my housemate and I will be off to see ATM15 play fantastically at the Paris Cat in Melbourne. Feel free to come along! Starts at 9pm! It'll be fun, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is my blog entry for today! (I actually was able to write it before midnight! I bet you're all proud of me) hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song for today: A Taste of Honey- Herb Albert &amp; The Tijuana Brass&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: I'm Like a Bird- Nelly Furtado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-5145444393245033053?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/5145444393245033053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=5145444393245033053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5145444393245033053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5145444393245033053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/day-15-i-think-you-know-that-its-part.html' title='Day 15: I think you know that it&apos;s part of BEDA by now.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8bCVVzL8HI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Z3JKuLiLyog/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-6947215857845713157</id><published>2010-04-14T20:46:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:57:36.525+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 14... I'm tyred of having bad luck!</title><content type='html'>Today I got myself up nice and early to find out where I could take my punctured tyre into. I found a place that is just down the road from where I am, so I drove down and dropped off the tyre and I told them I'd be back at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an one hour maths lecture at 12pm, and the room was actually warm!!! The first time in 7 weeks that that room has been warm! I then had an hour break which I did my theology readings and then I had a two hour theology lecture and straight after that a one hour tutorial context class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the context class today we had to do a communication activity. So my housemate, my other "housemate" and I went as a group and decided to teach/make play dough to/with the class. As we needed boiling hot water to make the play dough, in between theology and context I went back to my house (don't know if I've ever said this- but my house is right next to uni! Open the back door and there is the uni car park. Best house ever) and boiled the kettle and brought it to class! It was absolutely lovely! Felt like I was carrying a hard hot water bottle around with me, as it was really really cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;Our activity went really well, it wasn't marked, it was just a task that the class was asked to do during the tute. You could tell that some of the guys only thought about their task during class, as one of them got us to jump up and down, rub our tummies and pat our head, and that was his activity. He even admitted that he had just thought of it just that second. It was really funny! These other two guy's activities was trying to teach us to make paper aeroplanes but one of the guys didn't even know how to make the aeroplane that the other guy was teaching and even admitted it to the class. haha. Our teacher is so lovely and funny, (She's rather old and she is a Religious Sister of Mercy and she is so cute) She loved all our activities and thought they were all very clever activities that could be used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class I quickly went back to Beaurepairs where my tyre was waiting for me. When I got there and they asked me if I wanted them to put it back on my car. I agreed with delight! However, when they took my spare tyre off the car and put the fixed one back on, they discovered that my spare tyre ALSO had a PUNCTURE!!! Aren't I a lucky-duck!! They were very good there though, they said they would fix it straight away for me. And it only took about 10 minutes for them to fix it up and while they did that they also pumped up my tyres. It only cost me $50 which I didn't think was too bad, I was expecting around $100! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also discovered that if anyone asks me "how is your car going?" something goes wrong a few days after that question is asked! So I am now going to start this rule, where if you ask me that question, you owe me however much it costs for me to get my car fixed? Deal? Deal! &lt;br /&gt;And please don't ask me "I know I cannot ask you but...?" Because my car breaks after that too! I got asked that statement/question last week and I got two flat tyres. I'm very tyred out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also about my bedroom frame, the guy came to check out the damage and his first reaction was "Wow! How did you do that?". He said he'd come back later and fix it. But he never came back today, so either he's getting someone else to fix it, or he's trying to find stuff to fix it with. So that is what has happened so far with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am currently eating an Anzac biscuit and doing my theology questions. Exciting yeah?! I am planning to finish these questions before I go to bed, so that I can just sleep in as long as I want tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just did a word count on my essay for Theology (that's due tomorrow), it's 1532 words all up and out of those words 53 of them are the word "God" as we aren't allowed to called God, he or she. So I even have sentences that say "God" three times in it because of not being able to use s/he's? and 23 of the words are "Gen" because it was about Genesis. hahaha. Interesting facts, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I think I better warn you that I may not have time to post a blog tomorrow by the time I get home, as I'm going to my brother's gig again and I won't get home till morning, or I may not get home till the next day's afternoon. So yeah, but I will post one, it just may not arrive on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think that's all I have to say for today. I've only got 8minutes left to post it. haha and I've been writing this blog since 10pm I think. hahaha I was also doing homework and chatting at the same time. So I got a bit distracted between paragraphs haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got to say this in my last post: Ballarat had the coldest weather in Victoria, yesterday and today. That is why holding a kettle when walking to class was really lovely on this rather cold day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song for today: Love Light- Blues Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: Build 1 - The Sims&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6947215857845713157?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6947215857845713157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6947215857845713157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6947215857845713157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6947215857845713157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-14-im-tyred-of-having-bad-luck.html' title='BEDA: Day 14... I&apos;m tyred of having bad luck!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3584814100063269113</id><published>2010-04-13T23:27:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:00:36.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 13....well that's awkward.</title><content type='html'>Well Hidey Ho Partners!&lt;br /&gt;All today I spent it thinking it was the 14th,I wrote all my uni work saying it was the 14th and I was very well convinced it was.  &lt;br /&gt;Now I have to relive the 14th of April again! Maybe I'll pretend tomorrow's the 13th and then I won't have missed out on it. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wasn't as bad as yesterday. Still pretty packed, got up at 7.30am to get to class at 8am! I don't think I'll ever get tired of living so close to uni! On the days that I want to sleep in till 10 minutes before class starts, I can and still not be late! Oh the joy!!! I really do love it!&lt;br /&gt;Only thing I'm not really a fan of is 3 hours of lectures on a Tuesday morning. We had one hour of maths and then two hours of preparing for the classroom context, or something like that, haha, I just call it context. It is such a doozey! The classes are fine, it's just three hours of listening and sitting in the same seat, it's just hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate had to leave straight after our three hours of classes to go back to Melbourne, but someone had parked behind her car and she couldn't get it. She only had to drive to her cousin's house, which is about 10 minutes away and then they were both going together to Melbourne. So I allowed her to use my car, I was just worried that my car would get another flat tyre and she wouldn't be able to do anything, except for wait for the Racv and the taxi to come get her. haha. Luckily she didn't get a flat tyre. I don't think she has the same bad luck as our family does with cars. I was planning on taking my flat tyre into a tyre place today but that didn't happen so I'll have to do that tomorrow. Yippee, nothing like spending more money =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then had a two hour tute in the afternoon. That class actually went rather quickly, we just worked on our maths problem book, so it wasn't too bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;After class I went back and did more maths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also thought that today I should do something about my door frame. I found some wood glue in our house and I walked down to IGA to buy some sticky tape, masking tape, electrical tape, all different types of tape to see which one would work the best. However, when I got back to my house, my housemate told me that we are paying around $300 a month for maintenance, so I rang up uni and have asked them to fix it for me, as I thought it'd probably be obvious if I tried to fix it. I shall find out tomorrow what happens and so shall you! If you are all still reading. haha Are my entries just too long and pointless that you've given up on me? Well if they are, then they are truly my blogs and I'm really sorry but I'm only writing what comes to my mind! I could probably try and buy a different mind of ebay if you wanted me to? but I kinda am attached to this mind. hahaha. Anywhoooo...back to my thoughts about my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh uni, uni, uni!!! So with placement, I've been asking uni for the past 6 weeks about when we will be getting the forms so that we can put our preferences down. Each week she told me that there was no-one she could ask about it and that I'll have to come back next week. I kept on coming back, and this week I came and she said that an emails has been sent out. I checked my emails and it says "Urgent, forms need to be handed in tomorrow!" So they've had 6 weeks and then they finally give us the forms and only give us a night to fill out the information. Luckily I know where I want to go, so it's not that hard to put all my information down but what if you hadn't checked your emails today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARgh I only have 2 minutes before it's the "13th"! So I better finish this up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: When love takes over- David Guetta- Kelly Rowland&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: The horses- Daryl Braithwaite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3584814100063269113?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3584814100063269113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3584814100063269113' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3584814100063269113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3584814100063269113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-13well-thats-awkward.html' title='BEDA: Day 13....well that&apos;s awkward.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6368778337898096652</id><published>2010-04-12T22:40:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T23:31:28.072+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 12... What a day...what a day!</title><content type='html'>From the moment I woke up today didn't start well. I had set my alarm so that I wouldn't sleep the whole day through, however I got the biggest shock from my alarm because I didn't know what was going on and it was just horrible. So I turned it off and just went back to sleep. And then 50 minutes later the door bell rang, and after awhile of laying there hoping someone will get the door, no-one did. so I quickly grabbed my nightgown and bolted for the door, but missed the man at the door. It had been the postman, he had left parcels at the door. My body was not happy with this quick wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I thought, alright, since I'm up I should do something good. So I put on an episode of pokemon on, after having a massive discussion of pokemon yesterday I really felt like watching some. I was sort of getting ready to start studying until mum suggested that we go see Alice in wonderland in 3D. I thought that was a great idea. So my time for studying was put aside and instead I started packing my bags because I had to drive back to uni today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was packing my bags I thought that I should also start searching for my Pokemon game that I had lost for over 2 years. After about 10 minutes of searching, I found it! I was really really excited, thought today was the best day ever, thought nothing could go wrong! I even found a tamagochi and found batteries for it and it even started working! I was so excited! Found pokemon, found tamagotchi, oh yeah, my day was going so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed all my bags into my car and got in and followed mum, to see the movie at 3.30. We dropped mum's car off in town and just hopped into my car. We basically had the whole movie cinema to ourselves, there was basically only 4 other people in the movie cinema.  I really enjoyed Alice in Wonderland, it was great! I laughed quite a bit through it and I thought it was very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the movie, mum and I went back to my car and  I started driving back to mum's car but I heard something funny, as though there was a massive chunk of chewing gum stuck to my wheel. I had a very funny feeling that I knew exactly what it was... A flat tyre! I looked down at my tyre and there was a massive bolt stuck in it. Aren't I a lucky duck!&lt;br /&gt;I pulled over and we called RACV to come change the tyre. (I wasn't able to do it myself because the spare tyre in my boot was bolted in.) I had all my uni stuff in my boot, so I had to take all that stuff out and put it in the back seat. We waited 50 minutes for the RACV man to come but I didn't mind waiting, I was excited, I got to play pokemon on my DS! OH Yeah I was all set! We had bought Sushi, so I was eating that and playing pokemon! It was great, I didn't mind having a flat tyre at all, really (Except for thinking that I'll have to pay to get this tyre fixed and I only have $60 to last me a fortnight).&lt;br /&gt;While he was changing the tyre, he couldn't get it off, because it had a security lock on it. He asked me if I knew where the security lock thingy (he used the proper name for it) was? I didn't have a clue! I haven't even had this car for a year. I searched around the car and I finally found it in the dashboard. He was then able to change my tyre and we were off again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up here all safe and sound and was happy to be off the road. I'm still a bit nervous about driving when it's raining after hydroplaning the other week! I unpacked all my stuff into my room and then my housemate, my other friend-who's basically our housemate too, and I went off to the supermarket to get our groceries. Everything was still fine, I was a happy chappy. Until I got back home. I had accidentally locked myself out of my room. It had my friend's keys and my keys in there. I had left my heater on, all my nice warm blankets, pajamas, pillows were in that room! Even my assignments and homework were in there! I tried checked the windows to see if I had left them unlocked, but nope I had locked them all. The uni has spare keys, but we cannot get those keys until 8.30am and I had class at 8am. I didn't want to sleep on the couch in my uncomfortable jeans and be cold! So we all started trying to break into the lock but it wasn't working! I started pushing against the door and the door was so close to opening! We tried all different ways to open the door, but none worked. I kept on pushing on my door and it was so close to opening. I really wanted to get into my room and this silly little lock was in the way.&lt;br /&gt;So.....I opened the door. I just gave it a slight push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8Mc7MrRLJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_K8vd5cwno/s1600/DSC00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8Mc7MrRLJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_K8vd5cwno/s320/DSC00062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459238976643738770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small little push. Just a nudge and the door flew open and I fell on the floor. &lt;br /&gt;Freedom! When I looked back at the door, and my room, the wood had flown everywhere.(The metal piece is actually balanced there, it actually flew into my room with the two screws...) But it's alright, nothing a bit of wood glue and a pot of sample paint can't fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, tomorrow shall be rather busy. I have to hand in an assignment, do my homework for one of the classes that I was going to do tonight, but...as you can see a lot of things got in the way of that homework. Find a tyre shop up here to get that fixed and find a Mitre10 or one of those shops to buy some wood glue, tape and paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed it all gets done, in my price range, and without anyone noticing I did anything wrong. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could have been such a lovely day. OH and my tamagotchi died =( The batteries aren't big enough for it, (they were from NQR) and so he already died. Poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to buy some new batteries too for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I've still got a smile on my face, even though I feel rather sick and bad for taking the door out. Nothing a warm bed, pajamas, pillow and a bit of playing pokemon can't fix. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow.. &lt;br /&gt;Cheerio =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: 2B a Master- Pokemon&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat song for today: So close- Jon McLaughlin (From Enchanted)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6368778337898096652?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6368778337898096652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6368778337898096652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6368778337898096652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6368778337898096652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-12-what-daywhat-day.html' title='BEDA: Day 12... What a day...what a day!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/S8Mc7MrRLJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_K8vd5cwno/s72-c/DSC00062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-613706945988814473</id><published>2010-04-12T01:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:43:54.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 11 Yogo Challenge Day!</title><content type='html'>Today I got home at 5am after dancing and relaxing the night away. It was a really nice night out, I was rather tired from staying awake till 4am the night before, so I wasn't in my fully crazy dancing mood. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up at 1pm today and spent the rest of the day finishing my essay. The maximum word limit was 1400 words...mine turned out to be 1674! After a lot of cutting out words and changing sentences I got down to 1500. What are you supposed to do when you have everything you want to say in the essay and answered every question correctly but have too many words? You don't want to delete any more sentences just to make the word limit because this sometimes takes out stuff you want to say and normally you get the essay back and they write "you needed to have written more about this". How am I supposed to do that when I cannot put any more words in? Silly word limits! They never seem to get them correct, they either give you too many words that you just fill it out with pointless sentences, or not enough words and you cut important sentences out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finally finishing my assignment, I went off to play netball! probably the worst I've played in awhile. haha I played GS and I was rather rubbish tonight but I had a good time talking to the GK. I then also got to play my favourite position GA!!! Haven't played that position since primary school! And I still really really love it!! HOORAY!! hahaha. Anywhoo...so we got rather smashed by the other team. 4- 19 or something like that. But I still had a great time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the netball game we went back to one of the guy's house and just chilled out for awhile! I then got challenged to do the Yogo challenge. Which is to eat 12 tubs of yogo as fast as you can. I had to try and beat one of the guys records of 3mins and 31 seconds (or something like that). We went down to safeway and bought our tubs of yogo and the challenge was on. Me v.s. 3mins and 31 seconds guy. haha. The race was on and the results were this: The guy ate the 12 tubs in 1 minute and 50 seconds (i think it was) and I did it in ......drum roll please.......2 minutes and 5 seconds. Yes I lost, but I had also eaten dinner that day. hahaha But I won't make excuses, I lost but it was so yummy. I hadn't had yogo in ages! I had to ignore the burp that wanted to come, because it would have been a very disgusting yogo burp! hahaha. We'll have to rematch some time soon and see if we can beat it. hahaha. One of the guys also tried to do the weetbix challenge, trying to eat one weetbix in one minute. Oh that failed. haha Weetbix flakes coughed all over the table. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in bed and yes, it is 1.37am and I have missed midnight to send my entry but ah well! I'm still writing it before I go sleep! It's hard getting to the internet before midnight each day to write what I've done because I cannot really do it in the morning because I wouldn't have anything to say about that day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's about all I want to say. Tomorrow's my last day of my holiday week, so I'm going to enjoy an episode of Pokemon season 2 before I go to sleep!!!! and I think I'll spend all tomorrow (before driving up to Ballarat) watching pokemon and doing my maths readings! Sounds like fun, except for the maths readings =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm also trying to think of what theme party I should have my 21st... if you have any ideas, please let me know. So far I'm thinking either, Computer/console games or Cartoons. But I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Upbeat song for today: I didn't really listen to any upbeat songs today, so I'll put two downbeat songs down:&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Downbeat songs for today:&lt;br /&gt;1. Your Song- Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;2. Roxanne- Moulin Rouge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-613706945988814473?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/613706945988814473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=613706945988814473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/613706945988814473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/613706945988814473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-11-yogo-challenge-day.html' title='BEDA: Day 11 Yogo Challenge Day!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-5717715086858235099</id><published>2010-04-10T21:55:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:44:35.895+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 10- Getting ready to paint the town red!</title><content type='html'>Today:&lt;br /&gt;Went to bed at 4am after working on my assignment so I could go to IMAX today and see How to Train your Dragon! I really enjoyed it! Very good indeed! And so that I could go out dancing. So now I am getting ready to go out!! and I don't really have time to write this blog as the longer it takes me to get ready the more I have to pay to get in town!&lt;br /&gt;So This is my blog for today!&lt;br /&gt;Nice, short and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Just the way people like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Upbeat for today: Left Outside alone - Anastacia&lt;br /&gt;Fav DOwnbeat song for today: I'm not in love -10cc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-5717715086858235099?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/5717715086858235099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=5717715086858235099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5717715086858235099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/5717715086858235099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-10.html' title='BEDA: Day 10- Getting ready to paint the town red!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2158193391549436635</id><published>2010-04-09T19:30:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:45:23.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 9- Essays, essays, essays!</title><content type='html'>Day 9: A day full of sleep, food and essay writing!&lt;br /&gt;Alright so this entry is going to be very carelessly done as for the past 9 hours I have been working on an essay and my brain has had enough of all this thinking about how to write stuff. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 12.40pm today, Had the best sleep ever. I got home at 2am after seeing ATM15 last night and just fell straight to sleep. Ever since 12.40 all I've been doing is writing this Theology Essay about the first creation story in the Bible and eating food here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have discovered that writing essays make me hungry. I just get so bored that I think...hmm...let's go get food and distract myself from this essay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would enjoy writing essays for uni if they didn't have to be so grammatically correct and professional sounding. As you can see by my blog entries that I don't seem to struggle to write a lot, but when it comes to essays, I have to be careful with how I say things, have to reference everything that I use and especially with this Theo essay, I have to write what she wants me to write, not what I feel or understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While doing this essay I discovered a nice quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Using the same old materials of earth, air, fire, and water, every  twenty-four hours God creates something new out of them. If you think  you're seeing the same show all over again seven times a week, you're  crazy. Every morning you wake up to something that in all eternity never  was before and never will be again. And the you that wakes up was never  the same before and will never be the same again either."" Frederick  Buechner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh last night, while I was listening to the big band, I rediscovered one of my talents that I had forgotten I could do. Making my ears wiggle forward and back. haha. I just accidentally did it when I was sitting there listening to the band. What a talent! I can also make my eyes shake and um......and when I was only three years old I learnt how to whistle! Three years old! What a talented little kid I was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!! I only have 19 minutes left before this entry has to be posted! um...&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll write a bit more about volunteering! It is really so much fun! They are all the loveliest people! I just help out with the activities that they set up, which can be going to the Zoo, playing golf, seeing a movie, going bowling etc. Just really fun stuff and I get to meet really nice people and just have a great time. I really really want to get a job with Gateways but I need to get my 2nd level of first aide training and it costs around $150-200! And I don't have that money at the moment. Just goes to show how you have to spend money to make money. I started volunteering with Gateways because part of uni I had to do 70 hours of volunteering to pass last year and well they only told us when we basically had 12 weeks of uni left. Normally they would tell you at the beginning of the year that you have to do the volunteering, but like uni, they don't tell us anything, so I wasn't really surprised. Anyway, I rang up all these volunteering places but I had missed all the training sessions and some of the places I couldn't do because the camps were when I was going to Perth. I was very lucky when I rang up Gateways because I actually knew the lady who was in charge of the volunteering section and she organised a special volunteering training session for me and got me all set up so that I could start doing my hours straight away! It was funny though because I didn't realise I knew the lady I was talking to on the phone, she said she knew me but I never caught her name whenever she answered the phone. So it was rather embarrassing when I finally discovered who I had been talking to, and she had realised that I didn't know who I was talking to. haha. But yeah, after volunteering there, it really has changed my life, because I've been thinking that that would be a job that I'd love to do for the rest of my life (if I ever get money to get the 2nd level of first aid) hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So it was such a great experience and I'm so glad that I'm still volunteering there! I always get excited about volunteering with Gateways because every day is just such a joyous day! We just do fun things with fun people. So I really am looking forward for when I get the chance to work there. So if anyone knows how I can get this training for free or cheaper than $150-200, please let me know!!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall have to leave this entry here as I'm trying to finish of my essay, so that tomorrow I can go to the IMAX and see How to train your dragon..and also go out dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall leave you with my favourite songs for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upbeat: I wanna dance with somebody- Whitney Houston&lt;br /&gt;Downbeat: White Flag- Dido&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2158193391549436635?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2158193391549436635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2158193391549436635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2158193391549436635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2158193391549436635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-9.html' title='BEDA: Day 9- Essays, essays, essays!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2024761406092016434</id><published>2010-04-08T01:13:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:46:12.201+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 8! "How does she know you love her"</title><content type='html'>Oh How these days are flying! It's already the 8th of April!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got the soundtrack of Enchanted again! And I also bought the Easy Virtue soundtrack again! It hadn't even gone  down in price since I last bought it, which was in 2008! Two years and it's still  the same price! Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;You may be asking why am I buying these CDs again. (if you aren't asking that question, well just skip this paragraph) I lost about 15 CD's last year because I had them in my CD holder in my car and it fell out of my car and both my friend and I didn't notice, as it was dark and late. So I lost all these really good CDs of mine. Some of them I had put the music on my laptop, but some of them were newish and never made it onto my house to be stored. It was a rather sad day, that day! Losing music is sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it interesting how music can affect your mood! Some nights when I go out dancing, I may not be extremely happy or excited but as soon as a song I like comes on, it all changes! It's the same for in the mornings, if I wake up feeling miserable and tired, put a good song on and it'll help me get out of bed and sometimes I've even danced my way out of bed!! It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good spending spree day today! I spent my two gift vouchers I got for my birthday and also from volunteering! Volunteering is so much fun. I volunteer with Gateways and it's a program that organise events for people with disabilities. I'll have to leave this at a "to be continued...." as I have to get ready to go see ATM15 perform in Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore...the only thing left to say is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song for today: That's how you know- Amy Adams (Enchanted soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: So close - Jon McLaughlin (Enchanted soundtrack)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2024761406092016434?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2024761406092016434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2024761406092016434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2024761406092016434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2024761406092016434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-8.html' title='BEDA: Day 8! &quot;How does she know you love her&quot;'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2280670792100607843</id><published>2010-04-07T20:02:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:47:00.337+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 7!- Oh Miss Popular! Please like me...</title><content type='html'>After having such a busy day yesterday, I spent today just watching movies, staying in bed and eating delicious food! (and pretending I have no assignments or homework to do)  What a life! =D&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched Love in the Afternoon, with mum. Talk about a slow and pointless movie! As mum stated, it was very much like "Up in the Air" a rubbish movie that really makes you wonder what was the point of that movie..nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From watching Suddenly 30 (such a lovely movie!) last night, it got  me thinking about when I was in high school and how people change and  act differently just to be accepted. I have seen and know a lot of girls (including myself)  where this has happened to them. This made me wonder if  every person, mainly girls, go through a stage where they try and be  someone they aren't (and be miserable) just to be liked by a certain  group or person. Or are there people out there that always stayed themselves and never changed into someone they didn't like, just to see if people would accept them. I congratulate all those of you, who were able to always stay who they are and never actually change for the bad, that is really amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 15 years old, this experience happened to me. The group of "friends" I hung around with, the majority of them, wouldn't speak to me. This is (I believe to be the reason) because all they EVER spoke about was boyfriends/guys and I didn't have a boyfriend and I didn't know any of the guys they knew, so that cut me out of the conversation. The girls in this group all seemed to try and be liked and accepted by some of the "Miss Popular"'s of the group. I'm glad to say that I didn't try and be liked by Miss Populars, all I wanted, was for some of the people in the group to actually talk to me and actually acknowledge that I was there. This went on for about 6 months until one day when I turned up at school feeling sick. Some of them actually gave me attention and they talked to me because I wasn't normally sick. So from this day I used to go to school and spend the day feeling miserable and sick. This went for about three weeks, until I had had enough of making myself feel sick and miserable. I hated it! It may have been giving me some attention, but I hated having to be miserable. As a result of this I decided that I didn't care any more if the group liked me or not. I just wanted to be myself and like who I am, rather then make myself feel sick and miserable just so that my "friends" would actually talk to me. From this day, I went to school liking who I was and didn't care what people thought of me. Some of the girls in the group also had enough of trying to be accepted by "Miss Popular" and started talking to me. I also decided that I didn't want to hang around these people who just constantly talked about guys and made my life horrible. So I started hanging out with one of my awesome best friends from a younger year level who all were accepting of anyone and spent the lunch times doing fun stuff. Ever since that year I have always stayed who am I, as it makes me happy and when I'm happy, other people seem to become happy from my happiness! And when you are happy with who are you, the more people love you for that. This is what I have discovered. I believe there is no point being someone fake, who you hate being, and be accepted by a few people (who may not even like themselves), when you can be your awesome unique self, that you love and other people will love. As much as I hated myself during that time, I am glad that I experienced that because it really has made me appreciate my friends who love me for who I am and it has also made me a more self confident person, who doesn't really care what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One quote that I love is on a book mark that I got when I was in primary school is says,&lt;br /&gt;"The best way to make a friend, is to be a friend!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song for today: Shine - Vanessa Amorosi&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: If we hold on together- Diana Ross&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2280670792100607843?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2280670792100607843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2280670792100607843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2280670792100607843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2280670792100607843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-7.html' title='BEDA: Day 7!- Oh Miss Popular! Please like me...'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6934627357585965292</id><published>2010-04-07T17:37:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:47:32.033+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BWYLTIA: Pretend it's day 6- Melbourne!</title><content type='html'>Firstly I'd like to say, I am so very sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;As you have all probably noticed, I missed a day! It's not called "BWYLTIA: Blog whenever you like to in April"&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry I'll make up for it!&lt;br /&gt;Well Actually this entry may not be very good, as my brain is sleepy. Hahaha but anyway.. Here I go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started out the day by waking up bright and early ready to go to Melbourne, to watch the saxes, trumpeters and trombonists record for ATM15! It was amazing!! Truly amazing! The CD is going to be the best CD you could ever buy!!!&lt;br /&gt;After seeing this great recording session, the rest of the day was filled out watching a really funny performance, that is part of the comedy festival, called The Polar Bearings - Songs in the Sea, Major? It's full of puns and excellent acting, I really recommend you to go see it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;http://www.comedyfestival.com.au/2010/season/shows/the-polar-bearings-songs-in-the-sea-major&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;After having a beautiful day in Melb, I then stayed over at my friend's house and had a movie night watching movies: Smother, Dumb and Dumber, Suddenly 30 and Ace Venturer: The Pet detective. We also DANCED IN THE RAIN!!! I love how something so simple as dancing in the rain, can be something so enjoyable and great fun to do! The simple things in life are free and they all seem to make me happy! Although it doesn't take much to make me happy!&lt;br /&gt;For example: At the current time, I love Peas and Corn! Especially with Mashed Potato! (Even though this is not free, It's still very yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was my day 6!&lt;br /&gt;It was a very full on and awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song for today: How ya doin'- ATM15&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song for today: Kiss me- Sixpence none the richer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6934627357585965292?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6934627357585965292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6934627357585965292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6934627357585965292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6934627357585965292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-pretend-its-day-6.html' title='BWYLTIA: Pretend it&apos;s day 6- Melbourne!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-6087255153235605764</id><published>2010-04-05T12:11:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:48:00.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day Five!- Smoking and Alcohol Free Zone</title><content type='html'>Hello My Fine Blog Followers, whoever you may be,&lt;br /&gt;You are all lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last night was a fantastic night. Tried to get to Eureka at 10pm before they start charging but we got there at 5 past 10. They start charging $5 after 10, and then every hour or so the money keeps rising. It's so spazzy. I would like to know how they can raise the price of entry because it's later in the night! Rubbish I say. We went to tannin first and then went back to Eureka and by the time we got there they were charging $10 to get in. $10 to go into a venue and listen to a cover band where the basest plays the wrong notes all over the place, the singer sings in the wrong key and they have a backing track to keep them going. Plus they didn't open up upstairs dance floor so you couldn't escape from the off-pitching band! I'm guessing the band thinks that everybody there is drunk and not as musically talented as them, so if we play a few mistakes here and there, they won't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people first find out about me when they see me out in town, I don't or have ever drank alcohol, smoked, done drugs or any of that "hardcore/so called cool" stuff. People are normally shocked when they find that I don't drink because it's apparently rare for people to dance crazily and be able to start a conversation without having alcohol in their system. Everybody can dance without alcohol in their system, it's just their mind that's holding them back. Whereas, for me, I guess I'm lucky that I can enjoy dancing crazily so much that I don't care what people think. But am I really just a rare case and everybody else just has to be drunk to dance? People ALWAYS ask me, "Why don't you drink?". But really I feel like I should be asking them, "Why do you drink?". It's a drug! It's a horrible drug that has been accepted into the world. When people drink out of moderation they just become disgusting, violent, emotional, loss of inhibitions, aggression, recklessness, health problems etc! Yes, it is fine if you drink in moderation and yes, research shows some positives about drinking in moderation but when I go out in town to dance the night away, the majority seem to be drinking the night away. Not many are drinking in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Yes, you are reallllllly attractive when you come up to me and try and start a conversation that goes a-something like this "Yeokmcu Ljjmceooopsdofk Hwefafecvot!!!" *stumbles over*. Beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking! If you are going to smoke, please don't blow it into the faces of the people around you! If they want to smoke, they'll get their own cigarettes and kill themselves! If you smoke, you're a smoker. "I'm not a smoker" "but you're smoking", "Well, yes, but I only smoke when I drink, I don't smoke like a packet a day". You are still smoking! You're a smoker! It's still bad! And It's disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;Also, just like the slurring and stumbling over is such a turn on, so is smoking and seeing the disgusting smoke come back out into the, what was fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all slowly destroying yourself, but it's your body, so go for it but please don't try and force it onto me. I prefer being able to enjoy life without getting drunk and not remembering anything that happened or smoking my life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you out there that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; drink, smoke, do drugs, or even swear. (or if you drink in moderation)&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a rare species! Don't just give up and follow the crowd. thinking it's "cool"! We are cooler! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Also, Feel free to come join dancing with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also I just want to add!! The groups of guys and girls that walk around all together looking the same; wearing the same coloured clothes, same coloured hair and same hair cut... you make me laugh! Can just one of you please try and be unique, please? I don't know how your girlfriends can tell which one you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's enough from me today about all this stuff. I need to talk about some things that are happy now! hahaha Leave on a good note!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite upbeat song (at the moment): Walking on Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Favourite downbeat song (atm): Come What May- Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-6087255153235605764?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/6087255153235605764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=6087255153235605764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6087255153235605764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/6087255153235605764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-five.html' title='BEDA: Day Five!- Smoking and Alcohol Free Zone'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-1053042157442865150</id><published>2010-04-04T19:13:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:31:59.227+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day 4! Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter Everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a joyous day!&lt;br /&gt;Well mine was a joyous day until just this second. I've realised that I haven't done my weekly reflection for maths. OH Joy!! Better go do that, it's due by 11.59pm tonight! Doing homework on Easter, "mmmmyyyyy favourite"! Shouldn't I get paid double for doing homework today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(10 minutes pass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway...now that I've completed that, I can now continue with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, today was really a lovely day, we went down to Steiglitz and had a BBQ with the wildlife. Very beautiful I must say. We went searching for Koala's and found only one just sitting in a tree minding his own business. I'd love to be a Koala, and be able to eat and sleep every day and have lovely views looking over all the trees. Do you know what I love? When you see a view so perfect and beautiful, that if someone tried to paint it, it would look fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered what creatures and bugs do when they hop in or on your car and you go for a drive and then they exit your car. What do they do? They are longer where they live and will have lost their family? Do they just continue to live their lives trying to find food wherever you bring them to? Am I just thinking way too much about little things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what else I love? Going out dancing!! YOU CAN DANCE, YOU CAN DANCE, EVERYBODY LOOK AT YOUR PANTS! I find it interesting how people cannot dance unless they have alcohol in their system. Anywhoo...have to go make myself look pretty... that shouldn't take too long =D&lt;br /&gt;I shall talk more about Dancing and alcohol tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;That sounds good!&lt;br /&gt;STAY TUNED EVERYBODY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio&lt;br /&gt;Love from Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-1053042157442865150?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/1053042157442865150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=1053042157442865150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1053042157442865150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/1053042157442865150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-4-happy-easter.html' title='BEDA: Day 4! Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7281322656830090500</id><published>2010-04-03T19:56:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:48:28.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day Three- Theology?</title><content type='html'>Day Three thoughts, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'll start off with talking about my day. I started this morning off so well, got up and did an hour of Zumba and was pumped to be all healthy for the rest of the day. However, then the chocolate came out and it just went down hill from there. I normally wouldn't care but at the moment I'm participating in the Australia's greatest weight-loss challenge and I have only have 3 weeks left to lose my 5 kilos. I have lost 2 kilos so far, so I have to lose a kilo a week. Easter eggs have really come at the wrong time. Also, from eating too much chocolate, it has given me a headache, so I guess it serves me right for eating too much chocolate. hahaha. So I'll have to apologise because I don't think this blog entry will be very eventful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating so much chocolate, I then went to Church and went to the Easter mass. We turned up about 3 minutes late and we had to stand outside and listen. It was actually really lovely because there was a really nice breeze and the sun shining on our backs keeping us warm. I find it very interesting how the Church in St. Ls seems to become popular at Easter and Christmas time, whereas during the year there is hardly anyone there. Do these people only go Church during these times? or do they actually go during the year and they are only at the St.L's Church because they are on holidays down here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theology, Theology, Theology.&lt;br /&gt;Currently at uni one of my classes is about Theology. The teacher really really confuses me because she seems to contradict herself plus try and force her beliefs onto us. We doesn't allow us to call God, "He" or "Lord God", even though the Bible does. If we want to talk about God, we are only allowed to call him God. She uses the sentence "It's not a literal story" so many times she's basically said that the whole First Testament is not a literal story and that Moses may have only saved one person, or two people or the thousands (that the Bible says) but she says it's not be a literal story so Moses may have not even freed one person. She confuses me so much! She basically makes people in my class feel that if the whole Bible is just a non literal story than why are people so into in. I'm just glad that I do have some Catholic belief of my own before she's telling us all this because I'd probably be against it all too. She just confuses me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sorry that this blog is pretty spazzy but I've still got my headache and we are also having a Lan Sesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mr. Blog, I shall talk to you tomorrow, hopefully without a headache and after having a lovely day at Steiglitz for Easter with the Family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7281322656830090500?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7281322656830090500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7281322656830090500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7281322656830090500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7281322656830090500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-three.html' title='BEDA: Day Three- Theology?'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4297359524499396740</id><published>2010-04-02T21:25:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T01:49:04.309+10:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Day Two- Male friends v.s. boyfriends?</title><content type='html'>"HOWDY DOODY" is it a hello you only say to males (dudes)?&lt;br /&gt;Just last night, in Melbourne at my brother's gig....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ADVERTISEMENT CHANCE: The band is called ATM15, It's my brother's band and they are a 16 piece big band and it's truly amazing! Andrew composed all the songs they play, except some which were composed by Mat who plays the guitar in the band. They are playing at the Paris Cat every Thursday in April at 9pm- so  you should come and see them. &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/atm15bigband"&gt;www.myspace.com/atm15bigband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They also have a facebook, but I cannot work out a link to it..so just search for them. Anywhoo..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I said to a guy  at the gig, Howdy Doody, and they replied, "howdy....dudette??" This got me thinking, does Howdy Doody, technically mean, Howdy Dudey? G'day dude? Hello male friend?&lt;br /&gt;Should I start saying "Howdy Dudette" to all my female friends and Howdy dudey to all my male friends? I personally think I should just say "Hello my male/female friend" I think it has a nice ring to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Male friends? Is it just me, or do all females find it hard to be just best friends with a male without actually being in a relationship with them. And then if you do have a male best friend, other people seem to like to make suggestions that you are going out or that you like them or they like you. Which then just mucks around with my mind and I start thinking way too much... "Do I actually like them that way? Do they like me that way? Am I leading them on? Are they leading me on? What is going on?" With these questions they normally result in either one of these two thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;One: I start liking them or Two: I think they like me.&lt;br /&gt;Which from my experience, they both end badly. If I start liking them, I start thinking way too much and I become very much like "Gigi" from "He's just not that into you", and in the end they normally find out I like them and if they don't like me back and there goes the best friend and then they just become either your aquatint or friend or they even just ignore you and pretend they never knew you. If I start thinking they like me, I try not to lead them on and I start backing away from talking to them as often because I don't want them to think that I like them that way, which then either they give up talking to me or they tell me they like me and I say I don't like them that way, and there goes the best friend. This has happened to me many times and I've lost a lot of good friends from it. I've started wondering why they actually stop talking to me, is it because it's too hard to just to be friends with me, or did they only talk to me because they liked me and it was either go out or nothing. I don't understand. Also there is the situation where you could have a male best friend and  then they get a girlfriend and you start becoming less important, which I  can understand because they would have a new best friend that they can  talk to. haha.  But anyway, either way it's a lose lose situation. I'm not saying that I don't want to be in a relationship, I would love to be in a relationship, whenever I meet the guy, I'm just saying is it possible to have a male best friend without being in a relationship. Relationships is a completely different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it interesting looking back at how the guys who've shut me down or who I've shut down, have done it.  There are so many different ways of shutting people down. There are the ways that are easy but are confusing for the other person and then there are the hard ways that are painful for the other person but less confusing. The dumpers' easier ways are: by not telling them how they feel and ignoring it, or saying that they are busy. This most commonly occurs via phone or internet. However, this can result with the other person thinking that they may have not even got the message, or that there is still hope which is very confusing when you just don't know what's going on. Then there is the brutal way that dumpers hate doing but it results in the person actually knowing what is going on and them not always wondering. This is by just telling them that you don't like them that way. I must admit that I have received and given out both of these ways of rejection. And I'm very sorry to the guys that I did reject them by using the easier way, and by ignoring the question all together. It was very rude of me and I do feel rather bad because I've experienced it myself and it's really horrible and confusing. Oh I forgot one...The person not telling you and then you find out by someone else or that someone else tries to hint it to you that that person doesn't like you. This has happened to me too, but my favourite situation was when I was telling my best friend about a guy that I liked and how I texted them but they hadn't replied back yet and she goes "Oh hang on, I have something for you" and she comes back with the dvd "He's just not that into you"! It was just perfect! and it's a very good movie, and as I said before...I'm basically like Gigi and it was very funny basically watching myself in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;As I found this movie very interesting, I decided to buy myself the book that the movie was based on. I really would like to hear some guys point of views about "He's just not that into you" to see if it is really that true and how the book states that guys would prefer to have their arm trampled on by 10 elephants than tell a girl that he just not that into her. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next thought process is about getting over someone you like. Why is it that with some guys you can easily just get over them when you've been rejected whereas others, it can take ages for you to get over them. And then when you finally do get over them, how does it just happen that you decide, "yep, I'm over them, let's move on". haha. Do you ever actually get fully over a guy when you really liked them until you meet a better guy? or can you actually get over them without liking someone else? Another thought process is, is it shallow to not go out with a guy just because you don't find them attractive? This used to confuse me, because they say don't go out with a guy just because of his looks, or just judging them by their looks is shallow...but I don't think a relationship would last if you didn't really find them attractive...so does that make me shallow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that's enough of my thoughts for today.&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for tomorrow's entry because I think I'll be talking about Theology which will link in nicely with Holy Saturday. So today is Good Friday, and isn't it amazing to think about how Jesus was betrayed by so many people and crucified and he asks Father to forgive them, for they don't know what they are doing. I hope I can become just as forgiving as Jesus. He really was a truly amazing guy. Anyway...more about that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Good Friday All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love from Jessica&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4297359524499396740?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4297359524499396740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4297359524499396740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4297359524499396740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4297359524499396740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-day-two.html' title='BEDA: Day Two- Male friends v.s. boyfriends?'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-8650866050424007951</id><published>2010-04-02T20:05:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:35:05.465+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BEDA: Blog Every Day in April.</title><content type='html'>Howdy Doody all,&lt;br /&gt;After talking to one of my best friends, she convinced me to do this BEDA thingy-ma-bob!&lt;br /&gt;So now you can read about my thoughts every day in April! Aren't you all excited?? Oh I know you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as you've probably noticed, I've already missed the first of April, so therefore I'm going to have to make up for it by making this twice as awesome. So here I go....Let us pretend it is the 1st of April:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it always the way that the days that you plan on sleeping in as looooong as you can, something always wakes you up nice and early? Well, that was what happened today. A nice, lovely ring of the door bell at 8.30am wake up call telling us that he wants to put fire alarms in each of our rooms and wants to know when he can do it. It wasn't very nice, I had to quickly get changed and clean my room so that they were able to drill holes in my roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why uni cannot warn us of events that will be happening in or around our houses. Just the other week we had two random cars parked horizontally against 3 vertical parks, with two creepy big guys sitting in one of their cars outside our house. My housemates and I were really worried as when they got out of their car they seemed to have guns and batons! So we rang up the police to ask them if they knew anything about this car, like if they were undercover policeman or not and I asked them if they could ring me back to let me know who they are and the lady said that she could not inform me because if they were undercover policeman, they wouldn't want us to know. She said that if we see a police car pull up, we will know that it's not undercover policeman. Anyway, so we took in turns peeping john (it's called peeping john because we are peeping out, whereas peeping tom, peeps in- hehe) but anyway...this car of 5 guys pulled up infront of the car of two guys and they all got out and started having a discussion! It was getting creepier every second!!! The 5 guys got back into their car and left. We all didn't have a clue what was going on!!! So one of my housemates rang the police back to see what is happening, and we found out that that car that pulled up was undercover policeman and the two guys in the car, they have found out are security people hired by our uni. The next day I asked uni about it and it was apparently because someone had seen a creepy guy walk around at night and they feared their safety so that got security guys to take care of us...but it all turned out to be a false alarm. Instead, all they did was creep us out!&lt;br /&gt;And the lady I asked at uni said that she didn't find out till 5pm that they were going to be there at night, and that was basically her excuse to why she didn't tell us, even though the security guys didn't turn up till around 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear All Uni's&lt;br /&gt;You are hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;Love Jessica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8650866050424007951?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8650866050424007951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8650866050424007951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8650866050424007951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8650866050424007951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2010/04/beda-blog-each-day-in-april.html' title='BEDA: Blog Every Day in April.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-3660755370251486192</id><published>2009-07-08T00:01:00.019+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:56:17.099+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More of Janelle's present</title><content type='html'>Here is the very first picture I drew for Janelle's present. I really dislike Sporty Spice's face but it was the very first picture and attempt at drawing pictures with just a fine liner. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNVfVVyD-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SfWco62b_OY/s1600-h/spice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNVfVVyD-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SfWco62b_OY/s320/spice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355718378666463202" 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;I discovered that it is actually rather hard to add all the lines of peoples faces without making them look really old. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNbaqxgihI/AAAAAAAAADs/tiNiKfPyvJo/s1600-h/10thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNbaqxgihI/AAAAAAAAADs/tiNiKfPyvJo/s320/10thing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355724895590320658" 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;Hamish and Andy. Hamish is meant to be the on our left and Andy on our right. However, many people have argued with me that Hamish looks more like Andy...and also, I have been told that they don't even look like them. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNb47p_TaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/h0myNBvnAOw/s1600-h/HandA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNb47p_TaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/h0myNBvnAOw/s320/HandA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355725415518260642" 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;I drew this Hairspray picture rather late in the night that it was actually morning. So I'm not really impressed with this one. Her fingers look like "squished sausages" as I have been told. haha and I quite agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNcdBJ_-_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mM24iQqfXcM/s1600-h/hairspray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNcdBJ_-_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/mM24iQqfXcM/s320/hairspray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355726035469990898" 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;The Gilmore Girls. Poor Lorelai looks rather scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNdBm8VgCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7fxl7h9DQJI/s1600-h/GG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNdBm8VgCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/7fxl7h9DQJI/s320/GG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355726664088518690" 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;Here's a picture of John Green, a famous writer. This picture is not actually completed, there were still things that I was going to do and change. However, I only just realised that now, and Janelle already has the present. haha I doubt anyone would have noticed. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNWjIdbe2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mMQkOJzYQXQ/s1600-h/johngreen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNWjIdbe2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/mMQkOJzYQXQ/s320/johngreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355719543439981410" 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;Whose line is it anyway? I believe it is Colin Mochrie's line. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNXiz0xePI/AAAAAAAAADE/6CU54alDo1c/s1600-h/colin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNXiz0xePI/AAAAAAAAADE/6CU54alDo1c/s320/colin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355720637412374770" 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;I like this one. hehe. Nothing really wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNYmy5QdWI/AAAAAAAAADM/sBftT8u9S0I/s1600-h/scrubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNYmy5QdWI/AAAAAAAAADM/sBftT8u9S0I/s320/scrubs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721805393851746" 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;Here is a picture of Cinderella, or as I liked to call it "Jinjanelley" hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNZF0lQ8NI/AAAAAAAAADU/ovU2Mu71dKI/s1600-h/cinderella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNZF0lQ8NI/AAAAAAAAADU/ovU2Mu71dKI/s320/cinderella.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355722338422812882" 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;I'm really impressed with myself with this picture. It took me over 15 hours to do this picture and I basically did it in one day. =D You have to try and find... Wally, Odlaw, Wizard White beard, Woof and Woof's bone. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNZxJHQotI/AAAAAAAAADc/KNrgCHF6MBQ/s1600-h/whereswally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNZxJHQotI/AAAAAAAAADc/KNrgCHF6MBQ/s320/whereswally.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355723082668483282" 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;I created this picture using charcoal and a fine liner. As you can probably tell, I had completed most of these pictures before I had discovered how to actually make people look realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNao2QgqQI/AAAAAAAAADk/QIBJ6m8M8gU/s1600-h/HP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNao2QgqQI/AAAAAAAAADk/QIBJ6m8M8gU/s320/HP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355724039679682818" 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;And there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;I am now currently drawing some more pictures, as I enjoyed drawing the others very much. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3660755370251486192?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3660755370251486192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3660755370251486192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3660755370251486192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3660755370251486192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/07/more-of-janelles-present.html' title='More of Janelle&apos;s present'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNVfVVyD-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/SfWco62b_OY/s72-c/spice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-4802840771064215072</id><published>2009-07-07T23:15:00.008+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:57:53.551+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing in Progress =D</title><content type='html'>I've always loved drawing, however, I never could think of anything to draw. Fortunately Janelle, my best friend, gave me an excellent idea, by telling me a week before her birthday that she wanted to have a colouring day. After looking around for cheap colouring books and finding nothing but expensive rubbish, I thought I'd create my own.  This was the best idea, as I had no clues what to get her for her birthday. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;After deciding I would make my own A3 colouring book I discovered that it was not going to be completed in a week. Nothing like a belated birthday present. In the end the present was over 3 months late. Better late than never. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Below are a few pictures I drew for her present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first one was my first attempt at drawing Janelle and I. It's pretty rubbish, and I had the issue of just accidentally making everything dark. We look pretty scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNGkMrDPI/AAAAAAAAACc/XR-bQkZoRqs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNGkMrDPI/AAAAAAAAACc/XR-bQkZoRqs/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709157065034994" 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;This was my next attempt at this picture. I started to research how to actually make people look realistic, as I hope you can see. However, we were still not really looking like ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNXlJkZAI/AAAAAAAAACk/sf5r2zIf6Mk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNXlJkZAI/AAAAAAAAACk/sf5r2zIf6Mk/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709449378227202" 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;This was my final attempt at it. I received brilliant hints from Melissa, on how to make faces actually look the right dimensions and in proportion. I still have a lot to learn, however I think this picture is not too bad. Also, hopefully now that I have some different shades of pencils and not just one spazzy pencil, I will be able to improve even more. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNcmOJzXI/AAAAAAAAACs/bSXuIPt2z5g/s1600-h/I+and+Janelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNcmOJzXI/AAAAAAAAACs/bSXuIPt2z5g/s320/I+and+Janelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355709535565237618" 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;If you have any handy hints of how I can improve on my drawings. Please feel free to tell me =D&lt;br /&gt;I'll put the other pictures in another post =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4802840771064215072?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4802840771064215072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4802840771064215072' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4802840771064215072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4802840771064215072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/07/drawing-in-progress-d.html' title='Drawing in Progress =D'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SlNNGkMrDPI/AAAAAAAAACc/XR-bQkZoRqs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-3317511775853144881</id><published>2009-05-26T22:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:09:19.012+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annoyances'/><title type='text'>Annoyances</title><content type='html'>1. People thinking "handsfree" is turning on loudspeaker and holding their phone infront of their mouth!!!! How is this any better than just talking on the phone normally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Road rage. Especially when people throw their arms up in disgust, while yelling at the doofus. Who is driving the car? Also when they get road raged and this effects their driving. Their driving becomes reckless and dangerious! Road rage just makes most situations worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. TAILGATERS! and TAILGATERS WHEN IT'S RAINING!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When people get angry at me just because I haven't seen a movie or heard of a band/song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Swearing. Especially when it's not needed in the sentence. And when you just walk past people talking and the only words you hear are swear words...What a great conversation that must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When smokers blow their smoke at you or infront of where you are walking. I don't want your cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When people neglect others and be really rude to them, even when those people haven't done anything except be themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When people change when they get a boyfriend/girlfriend and thinks the world evolves around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. 10 years younger in 10 days! This is a ridiculous show!! It takes 10 days because of all the botox and plastic surgery they stick into their faces! They could make all these people look beautiful in just two days without the stupid unnatural injections and cutting of the face! Just shave the mans beard off, cut his long hair and give him trendy clothes. Fix the girls hair, give her trendy clothes and give her make up! And TA LA! 10 years younger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Snuggies. However, I do like this fake advertisement for them:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h05ZQ7WHw8Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot one more:&lt;br /&gt;11. Those leggings that are meant to look like jeans! They are hideous! I haven't met one person that they look good on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-3317511775853144881?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/3317511775853144881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=3317511775853144881' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3317511775853144881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/3317511775853144881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/05/annoyances.html' title='Annoyances'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-2515928877110424547</id><published>2009-01-15T18:34:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:24:53.346+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tanned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intelligent and weedless'/><title type='text'>For Women: How to look tanned, fit, intelligent and get rid of those weeds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SW7yYWcZ1XI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPGFaeg0Uiw/s1600-h/Picture+010.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SW7yYWcZ1XI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPGFaeg0Uiw/s200/Picture+010.5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291433112362407282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: lawn mowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days become dryer and the ground becomes more dusty and weedy, now is the time to do the mowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, do this on the day that you will be taking your car in to get fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to get a full body tan just wear your underwear or bathers (Warning: it is not safe to just wear you underwear/bathers when cutting grass, you will get cut and hurt).&lt;br /&gt;The harder you work (the more you sweat) the better the tan.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you apply lots of sunscreen- don't want you to get burnt now, do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get the lawn mower (make sure that it has petrol in it or you will be there for hours trying to get it to start).&lt;br /&gt;2. Now, start the lawn mower.&lt;br /&gt;3.Put it on the highest speed and start mowing the dust and weeds.&lt;br /&gt;4.Make sure that you keep on emptying the grass catcher. Find out which way the wind is blowing and face the wind while emptying. Empty it infront of your body and allow the wind to blow the dust onto your now tanned skin.&lt;br /&gt;Keep on repeating steps 3 and 4 until you have mowed all the lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this is done, you will have done 2 hours of excersize (depending on how big your back yard is) and have the perfect tan you've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, put some of your daggy working clothes on (if you have none, find some clothes and rub it in the dust and weeds you have put in the green waste).&lt;br /&gt;Go onto the internet and research what may be the problem with your car. If this does not give you enough information. Stop off at another garage on the way to the one you have booked your car in and explain what your car is doing. Listen to what the garage guy says (don't worry if he talks like you a doofus, you'll become the smart one soon). Ask as many questions possible about what needs to be done to your car and how much it should cost.&lt;br /&gt;Say thank you to the guy and now it is time to go to the garage you have booked in.&lt;br /&gt;Go up to the garage guy, and tell him that you have been looking at your car (by the look of your daggy clothes and great tan, they will believe you have been) and say I have found what is wrong with your car (using the same words you found from the internet or that other garage guy) but I haven't got the equipment to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;This garage guy will be very impressed by your knowledge and shall not rip you off because you are a "doofus of a girl, who knows nothing."&lt;br /&gt;After you have left your car there,(make sure the garage guys are looking) start walking away, give your backside a bit of a scratch and spit some of that dust/dirt that is still in your mouth from mowing the dust and weeds away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how to look tanned, fit, intelligent and get rid of those weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SW7yotYFOYI/AAAAAAAAACU/_PDWDy74XDE/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SW7yotYFOYI/AAAAAAAAACU/_PDWDy74XDE/s200/Picture+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291433393396201858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-2515928877110424547?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/2515928877110424547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=2515928877110424547' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2515928877110424547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/2515928877110424547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/01/for-women-how-to-look-tanned-fit.html' title='For Women: How to look tanned, fit, intelligent and get rid of those weeds.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SW7yYWcZ1XI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPGFaeg0Uiw/s72-c/Picture+010.5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-8656205268039017698</id><published>2009-01-06T15:26:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:32:46.135+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Made in China.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLdxzRDEpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/708wG_ixWTc/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLdxzRDEpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/708wG_ixWTc/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288032760131424914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY FOR MR.SLUSHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please spend some time pondering about how Mr.Slushy puts a zip he every sip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8656205268039017698?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8656205268039017698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8656205268039017698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8656205268039017698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8656205268039017698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/01/made-in-china.html' title='Made in China.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLdxzRDEpI/AAAAAAAAAB0/708wG_ixWTc/s72-c/DSC00029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-9052317852054958563</id><published>2009-01-06T15:16:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:26:53.635+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach in Mango in Juice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLbV9tiVHI/AAAAAAAAABs/qjo564gZjDU/s1600-h/151451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLbV9tiVHI/AAAAAAAAABs/qjo564gZjDU/s320/151451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288030082875675762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was searching for some fruit to eat for lunch, I noticed this in our cupboard.&lt;br /&gt;When I first read it, I read it is "Peach in Mango juice". After a few minutes of just pondering about if this is really want I want for lunch, I looked at it again and became extremely puzzled. "Peach in Mango in Juice*"&lt;br /&gt;Is it Peach and Mango in Juice?&lt;br /&gt;Peach in Mango juice?&lt;br /&gt;A Peach inside of a Mango in juice?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;Please take some time to ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after some pondering, I ate nothing for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;But I did find something to answer my question...&lt;br /&gt;I read the ingredients and it says, &lt;br /&gt;"PEACH PIECES (59%), *CONCENTRATED REFINED FRUIT JUICE (PEAR/APPLE), MANGO PUREE (16%)."&lt;br /&gt;and there you have it. &lt;br /&gt;They were yelling at me with the answer. wasn't very nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-9052317852054958563?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/9052317852054958563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=9052317852054958563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9052317852054958563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9052317852054958563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2009/01/peach-in-mango-in-juice.html' title='Peach in Mango in Juice'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SWLbV9tiVHI/AAAAAAAAABs/qjo564gZjDU/s72-c/151451.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-8064271465451792014</id><published>2008-08-27T00:24:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:36:23.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out chick or Early Childhood Carer?</title><content type='html'>Did you know that being a Check out Chick, you would earn more then being a Early Childhood Carer/teacher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Check out chick: &lt;/span&gt; Don't need any qualification and you start getting paid straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ECC:&lt;/span&gt; Four years worth of HECS-HELP fees and then getting paid less then the check out chick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Check out chick: &lt;/span&gt; Just stands (or sits, if you work at ALDI)smiles whenever you feel like it, don't have to care about anybody but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ECC:&lt;/span&gt; Changing nappies, wiping noses, putting children to sleep, feeding children, entertaining the children and teaching the children. You have to care about the children, (their lives are in your hands), care about other staff members, the parents, the wider community and then once you have done all that caring about others, you may then care about yourself (if you have the time). hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Chick or Early Childhood Carer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-8064271465451792014?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/8064271465451792014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=8064271465451792014' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8064271465451792014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/8064271465451792014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2008/08/check-out-chick-or-early-childhood.html' title='Check out chick or Early Childhood Carer?'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-9097737486768865725</id><published>2008-07-01T18:51:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:43:39.009+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Poo Green P Plates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SGnzbJY8GeI/AAAAAAAAABc/r7Glt8mpZUc/s1600-h/green+p+plates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SGnzbJY8GeI/AAAAAAAAABc/r7Glt8mpZUc/s320/green+p+plates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217969290987968994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Victoria have so much money spare that they thought that they'd spend more money posting people who already have red p plates, green ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people look at these Poo Green coloured P Plates do you think they'll give us respect...I think they will probably throw poo at us! Now isn't that charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for the people who have the red p Plate for the 1st year because people who don't know about this new law will think that these red p platers have been on their license for years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The colour Poo Green is too dark that at night time no-one will be able to see them anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't they make them a nicer colour and just give them to the people who just need plates for the 1st year.&lt;br /&gt;it'd be a lot better. and then I wouldn't have to complain about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Thankyou Government for giving me Poo Green P Plates.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to vicroads, the colour green they are using is called "Pantone 356U"! well La de Da!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-9097737486768865725?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/9097737486768865725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=9097737486768865725' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9097737486768865725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/9097737486768865725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2008/07/poo-green-p-plates.html' title='Poo Green P Plates!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lvKjk-HkZPM/SGnzbJY8GeI/AAAAAAAAABc/r7Glt8mpZUc/s72-c/green+p+plates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6309260728210219377.post-7506002557499775794</id><published>2008-05-12T19:56:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:56:20.015+10:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Leonards, where every day is Sunday.</title><content type='html'>Why is it, that most of the time, when people do an assignment just the day before it's due (or even in the class before it's due),that person gets a better mark then most people who have taken their time to do their assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Is it to do with the adrenaline or skill?&lt;br /&gt;Or are those people that just take their time to do their assignment just hopeless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, why is it that when you do an assignment just the day before it's due you'd more than likely get the same mark, then if you didn't do it rushed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they put all assignments due on the same week. I have four assignments due this week. Three of them are due on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it cost $500 just to do Children's Literature for Literacy for one Semester???&lt;br /&gt;Why does it cost around $2000 to do a semesters load of subjects?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it always Sunday in St. Leonards?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-7506002557499775794?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7506002557499775794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7506002557499775794' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7506002557499775794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7506002557499775794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2008/05/st-leonards-where-every-day-is-sunday.html' title='St. Leonards, where every day is Sunday.'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-7428167737676985957</id><published>2008-05-10T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:49:58.809+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Harrian Rettop and the never ending plot</title><content type='html'>On the 30 of July 2007, I wrote a story called "Harrian Rettop" and here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harrian Rettop and the never ending plot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Please don't take this story as paying out Harry Potter, you might read it and think I'm paying it out at bits, but I'm not, I promise, it's just my mind that isn't working well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mr and Mrs. Dry-cleaners, of number 4, Private Drive-away-no-more-to-pay, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thanky you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything, but one day they signed up to myspace.&lt;br /&gt;    Harrian Rettop wasn't allowd on myspace. But every night, missing the last few steps which would wake up everybody from the creaking, he would sneak to the computer and go on myspace. When he was a little baby, he was told by Mrs. Dry-cleaners (his mother's evil sister), that he had electricuted his parents when they were on myspace, and the scar on his head, in the shape of an M, was there to remind him NEVER to go on myspace. Harrian Rottop used a false name, Harry Potter, on his myspace so that the Dry-cleaners would never find out about his sneaking around.&lt;br /&gt;    When Mr and Mrs. Dry-cleaners woke up on the dull, grey Tuesday our story starts, there was nothing about the cloudy sky outside to suggest that strange and mysterious things would soon be happening all over the county. Mr. Dry-cleaners hummed picking out his dirtiest boring tie for work and Mrs. Dry-cleaners sat on the computer waiting for myspace the start. Mrs. Dry-cleaners noticed that someone had already been on myspace, for they had forgotten to sign out.&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, long story short. Harrian was caught out, sent to some random school by searching for "the worst......... school.... for.......... muggles..". Whatever Muggles were. They didn't know. But they thought, 'well if it's the worst for muggles' then it must be the worst for Harrian. The school started on September the 22nd, which just so happened to be the writer's birthday, so don't forget to buy her a present. The school was called 'Hogworts'. And the school song, went a-something a-like a-this (pick your own tune):    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Wortshog, Wortshog, Worts worts worts hog&lt;br /&gt;    if you're a hog, you'll get some worts,&lt;br /&gt;    so don't be a hog, and you won't get some worts.&lt;br /&gt;    we are the best school, who'll love you to bits,&lt;br /&gt;    and if you're the worst student, we'll (still) love you to bits,&lt;br /&gt;    We don't care if you cannot spell, (which is the best school for the writer.)&lt;br /&gt;    All we care about is that we don't expell you.&lt;br /&gt;    Wortshog, wortshog, worts worts worts hog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrian realised from this song, that this was the Best school ever, and Mrs.Dry-cleaners because her fingers were so fat, she must have typed in Worts(hog) school by mistake. 'Oh, what a pleasent mistake', thought Harrian. "WATCH OUT!" yelled this Red haired boy, full of freckles, and very sexy, who Harrian soon was told that his name was Ron. Ron came smashing into Harrian. "HERMOINIE!, Why are you so hopeless at using spells, even Neivell is better than you, and that's not saying much". Hermoinie, a brunette haired girl, (who Harrian, could never say her name correctly, without sounding like his got something up his nose), came running in, appologising for the mess she had caused. Harrian's glasses (yes, Harrian has glasses) were smashed all over the place and a piece fell right into Ron's arm. Hermoinie thought for a moment, a moment not long enough and casted a spell onto Ron's arm, that she thought would take the piece of glass out. But instead, when Ron looked down at his arm, it looked like he had a rubber glove over this arm, and then he realised that he did have a rubber glover over his arm.&lt;br /&gt;    'Well that was a pointless paragraph, that just was placed there to introduce everybody." thought Hegwick, Harrian's pet owl while staring at Scrabbles, Ron's pet rat, who was playing scrabbles against Neivell, who didn't stand a chance against a rat.&lt;br /&gt;Harrian, realised that his story wasn't getting anywhere, so he added in a character to made this story have a reason of being published, "he-who-shall-have-the-longest&lt;div id="1ety" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;-name-ever-who-shall-never-be&lt;wbr&gt;-named". He-who-shall-have-the-longest&lt;wbr&gt;-name-ever-who-shall-never-be&lt;wbr&gt;-named, was He-who-shall-have-the-longest&lt;wbr&gt;-name-ever-who-shall-never-be&lt;wbr&gt;-named, first name. His middle name was Why-don't-people-just-call-me&lt;wbr&gt;-by-my-last-name, making his last name be Bob. His name is Bob because, from being so tired (of trying to think of what happens next), I had forgotten Voldamort's name, which just popped into my head then. 'SHUT UP!' said Hermoinie, Harrian, Neivell, Harrian, and sexy Ron. For they all knew that the writer was trying to fill in space.&lt;br /&gt;    While, this was all happening, the writer realised that she could have read about 20 more pages of Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets! 'It's getting exciting' said some random voice from above. Mr. Bob, knew he had to save this story by trying to distroy Harrian, by telling the truth to him. "MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA", he chuckled towards Harrian. "You do not know you're family history!". Harrian stared at him thinking, 'Where is he going with this.' Mr. Bob, stared back at Harrian, explaining the whole story to him. Harrian stood there in shock! For he knew it was the end of him! (Mr. Bob sent his apologies to the fellow audience, for they do not know what just happened because the stupid writing company thought that it was not needed in the storyline.)&lt;br /&gt;    Back at the Dry-Cleaners house, nothing much was happening, they thought they had done an excellent job, ruining Harrian's life by sending him to the worst school, until Mr. Dry-cleaners turned on the TV. "ARGHHHH"! "WEEE-WEEE DRY-CLEANERS!!" (Mrs. Dry-Cleaners), "WHY DID YOU SEND HIM TO THAT SCHOOL?". Wee-Wee came rolling in, "What Deary?". There on the television, was an add advertising *fuzzzzzzzzzzzzz* The airial cable had fallen out of the wall, luckly for Harrian, Deary Dry-cleaners had short term memory loss and had forgotten what add was on television!&lt;br /&gt;    All of a sudden, A big clock came out of no-where, telling the writer, that she needs to sleep because she has a driving lesson tomorrow, and she needs to be awake for it. So this is where the story ends of Harrian Rettop and the never ending plot. UNTIL NEXT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it!!&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't that just thrilling!!!!!???&lt;br /&gt;I thought so too!&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!&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/6309260728210219377-7428167737676985957?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/7428167737676985957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=7428167737676985957' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7428167737676985957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/7428167737676985957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2008/05/harrian-rettop-and-never-ending-plot.html' title='Harrian Rettop and the never ending plot'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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-6309260728210219377.post-4824787356462975447</id><published>2008-05-10T01:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T01:41:30.709+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrazy has a blog!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY!&lt;br /&gt;Well.....um......&lt;br /&gt;I do not really know what I'm going to write on this blog of mine. hehe&lt;br /&gt;But can you believe it...I have a blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOOORAAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6309260728210219377-4824787356462975447?l=www.scrazy.info' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.scrazy.info/feeds/4824787356462975447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6309260728210219377&amp;postID=4824787356462975447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4824787356462975447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6309260728210219377/posts/default/4824787356462975447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.scrazy.info/2008/05/scrazy-has-blog.html' title='Scrazy has a blog!'/><author><name>Scrazy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14641069782323946041</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></feed>
