Well I was thinking about joining a gym... hmmm

Ok I know this happened a couple of weeks ago, but I felt like blogging it anyway..

We were on the train headed for sydney. I was happily listening to my MP3 player..
Pulling out of blacktown, I think the train lost power.. the lights went out and we stopped.. which is often a good indication. The train went silent.. And my MP3  player as usual was right on the mark. At that instant, it was playing Josh Groban's "With You" and he sang "In the dark I'll still be here"..

No one could work out why I was giggling..  

for me to take delight in foiling someone elses plans?
I play a game online called Dark Warrior. Its one of those battle type ones, but its only text so its not so gory. Anyways to avoid being killed each hour I dash off and fight a lion who is of course stronger, because if I'm dead, no one can kill me and make my battle scores all askew. (If you're not following, don't worry too much) It means you can do things without people killing you because you have gold in your hands, and if they kill you, they get some of it. Being dead, gives me time to go to the bank before they get to it. If they especially think its worth their while, they can raise me to life again, so they can get their hands on what I have my hands on. (Yes, raise me to kill me... logical huh?)
HEHE. now my brain is imagining a line of dead people at the bank trying to deposit their gold before that hour is up, and you're raised to life again.
Anyways, I decided to make a donation to my clan. I have no idea what they use it for yet, but I'm sure its a worthy cause, so I withdrew 300,000 gold to donate. I had gone through the proceedure, made sure I was dead. I had the bank on one window, and the clan donation page on another so I could do it quickly. I withdrew, I went to the donation page, I entered the info and clicked 'donate' and my computer froze!! Well those two windows. They totally lost internet. Normally I wouldn't care, do something else, but we were only 3-4 mins away from a reset, and I didn't want to be the fool with 300 000 gold in my pockets when I came back to life and was fair game, so I sorta entered state of panic. I opened a different browser, and thankfully it was working. I logged in to discover it had gone smoothly. *phew* I'm still only new, so 300,000 is aI then noticed that something had happened on my log. Usually that only happens at reset, so I checked.
Somebody had raised me to life to get a piece of the cash somewhere in the instant it was in my hands, but when they killed me, they got the tidy sum of 0 gold. which I'm sure isn't what they were expecting... hehehe.
mwahahaha. 

I've been going through the journals I did in highschool. I didn't do normal journals, they were my creative writing books. Here's a random 'poem' from year 8 I think...

The Sharks
Diving, diving down below
Then up up and out of the shadow
Exploring this different world anew
But as for jumping, I haven't a clue-

How me and Coral can jump
While humans just crump
And I also cannot understand
Why they prefer lobstering on the sand

Their diet is attrocious
And they can be quite ferocious
But don't tell the humans, even one hood
But the last one tasted really quite good.. 


Gah I had to resist correcting anything as I went. My teacher gave me 3 ticks for this one. I thought it was odd, but anyway, moving right along...

Then there was one I thought I was writing from Pooh Bear's perspective (again, unedited... grimace)


A Bucket of words
Big fluffy cloud
Floating so high
All handsome and proud
Up so high in the sky

Fast running mountain stream
Cold, Cold, like a bowl of ice cream
Riding down a speeding rollercoaster
Popping out the bottom like a very hot toaster

Little pink coral at the bottom of the sea
I sometimes wonder what it would be
If I was blue or pink like thee
What does happen at the bottom of the sea
Pooh Bear

I was an odd child..

If you notice this notice, you'll probably also notice that this notice is really not worth noticing at all.



(sorry. it made me giggle) 

I'm going to be doing some music with my nieces pre-school tomorrow, so I've been trying to learn some songs. Some of the childrens music today is horrible!

• But we all know frogs go 
  Pop in the microwave
• But we all know frogs go
  sizzle in the frypan,
• But we all know frogs go
  splat when you step on them
• But we all know frogs go
  zzzt in the blender
   

And then the alternate chorus :Utterly delightful... really!!
Or songs where 10 animals go away, and only nine come back. and then eight. and pretty soon, theres none left. Or that old one about there being nine kids in the bed and little one saying "Roll over" and one poor kid gets rolled out of bed. 
So far, we're losing kids, kicking them OUT of bed (have you ever tried to get one IN bed?) and torturing animals.
On that last note, what about the Three Blind mice who lost their tails to the farmer's wife's carving knife.
Not to mention "Ring-a-ring O' roses from times of the plague " a tishoo, a tishoo, we all fall down" [transl- we all die] or rock-a-bye baby, where the tree branch breaks sending the baby in its cradle tumbling to the ground (presumably with a branch on top of it)
Or miss muppet and the evil spider which scared her away. Or London bridge falling down. Or Little Bo Peep, who has 2 problems, firstly that she keeps losing her sheep, and secondly, that her sheep can't seem to stay attached to their tails. 

No wonder some of the newer kids groups doing original material have become so popular! I will admit however, that I never knew the last verses of Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree.. 

Kookaburra sits on the electric wire
Tears in his eyes and his pants on fire
Ouch, Kookaburra Ouch Kookaburra 
Hot your tail must be

(hmmmm)

And then
Kookaburra sits at the M.C.G
Watching the cricket on TV
Bored, Kookaburra, Bored Kookaburra,
They've all stopped for tea

hehe..

Ok, this was from ages ago, but I just found the photo again


Its possible. I've done it a couple of times.

*Tip: I was able to start a couple of times on Madagascar.. I called the disease "Madagascar Flu" and that seemed to make it more likely. Takes forever to get off the island, but as long as its highly contagious, and not too noticable, spreading after that doesn't take long.
Anyways. I'm kind of over it now. It does give an interesting perspective on disease when something like swine flu comes around though.

I did try to get a picture, but it didn't come out so well. I went shopping today, and one of the shops had a nice luggage display.


The sign around her neck? Handwritten "Anywhere warmer than here or bust"

Yip, I'm in for that..
Its something less than 3 degrees (celsius) right now. We were down to -1.6 yesterday. And its not even winter yet!

I'm currently in charge of feeding the dogs. Late last year, they were diagnosed too fat and ordered on a diet by their doctor. Since then, they've been largely vegetarian rather than eating tinned dog food. This however means that every night, we have to cook the dogs dinner. Often its cooked before human dinner. However, I think I'm doing it wrong.
I think I'm cooking them in too much water. Tonight one of them seemed apprehensive about the food. I assumed it was because she didn't know how to swim. Either that or she'd lost her fishing rod that day, and would never be able to find it in time to get to any food. Bobbing for vegetables sounds like an extreme sport. Especially when they finished off the last of my dinner (there wasn't much, but apologies to anyone coming into contact with doggy garlic breath!!) Then there are those pesky bits of corn that I'm sure can swim. You can chase it around the bowl a dozen times, and you're still no closer to catching it. However it may help the indigestion. Rather than 5 gulps in quick succession, they actually have to catch the food (in theory, beneficial to their diet)

That, and I don't recall there being moats around the dogs dishes before...

I've been warned about the weather in these here parts, but this is starting to freak me out. I can deal with fast weather changes, but this is something else again.
Today its been sunny, cloudy, blue skies and rain, at any given time a random mixture of any of the above. I almost wondered whether it nearly snowed.. cuz I was waiting in the car, and it was like it was raining, only it was floating rather than dropping as water tends to do. but it was only really tiny, and the sun was out so I couldn't be sure. But when dad got out of the car, it was wet and miserable. 5 mins later when he reappeared, it was blue sky, sunny and fine.. and colder.
But the thing that is freaking me out, is the fog. I'm sure its playing games with me. I casually put my finger on the window to test the temperature, pulling it back slightly quicker than intended.. its COLD. A short glance out my window, I snuggle back in bed. I think "I wonder if you can see the autumn leaves by streetlight" I crane my neck to see, then sitting bolt upright, because what was a clear street when I looked a minute ago, is now totally foggy. I blink in disbelief. Don't think I've had any hallucinogenics recently. I mutter a little about the wierdness of it, and snuggle back in bed. I think "Thats insane, I'm sure it wasn't there a minute ago" I peek again, to be sure.
Its GONE!!!
I'm scared to look out the window again, but mostly I'm cold because I've gotten out of bed.
Maybe I'm just dreaming it... which means.... HEY!! I can sleep-type! That could be dangerous.
Anyways, whatever it is, I'm going to make my 4th attempt at sleeping tonig.... this morning.. wish me luck!

Today was wierd. For the first time I went to sydney on a friday for singing lesson, instead of a monday, so it feels like my week is all mixed up.
But the wierdest thing, is when I was in the city, everytime I went near one of those little pedestrian things at the lights, it went green. EVERYTIME! Even places I wasn't intending to cross, I'd walk by it, and it would go green. Kind of cool I guess, but it totally freaked me out (I will admit a mild amusement)
On the train home, there was the cutest little kid. He was getting so frustrated because his sister had had the last one of his cookies, and his mother had told him to get down off the top of the seat. He pronounced them naughty boys, then got frustrated at himself for not getting it right and at them for giggling. The sister at least seemed really nice- she came over to him when he was pouting in the seat in front of me, and talked to him with affection and respect. And she finally got a laugh out of him, even if there was ticking involved.
Anyways, he decided, seeing as none of them were 'good boys' he'd turn around and talk to me. Now one thing I neglected to mention is that I have suspicions of a speech impediment. Particular consonants just didn't happen. So this kid is in front of me, garbling excitedly in a language only known to him, and I was trying to respond as best I could. We did manage some communication about the tunnels, but they were 'dunnes'. I could sort of guess in some places by his tone, but other times, it was total gobbldygook.
Anyhoos, going to Oberon for church tomorrow, so I think I better try and sleep.
Happy Easter!!

I don't twitter a lot. I don't twitter at all actually, I'm too terrified to say anything, and in all honesty, don't have much to say. But I listen to twitters, and one had a link that particuarly amused me. I don't really know how to link to the twitter, but it was on Imogen Heap's uh tweet?
Anyhoos. She posted a link to this site http://savethewords.org which shows a whole bunch of words that are becoming extinct. There are some interesting words, so if you're trying to waste time, its not bad for a few minutes..

Oh by the way..
Nepheliad is a noun meaning cloud-nymph. (e.g. when the pilot started seeing nepheliads, we knew he was higher than anyone else, and we hadn't left the ground.

So I just got back from a fantastic weekend. I spent time with one of the most amazing wonderful girls I know. We laughed, made music, made mischief, and talked for hours no end about our dreams and our plans. I feel so blessed! Now I have no idea if they are gonna happen, or if plans will change, or whether some of them will and some won't, or if God has some whole other plan. Thing is, it doesn't matter. They are my dreams, they are our dreams, and they keep me moving in a forward direction. They keep me excited about living.

One thing I realised this weekend is how important my friends are. I mean, I always say they are, and I count them as being important parts of my life, but friendship has always been a bit of a grey area for me. Particularly with moving around a lot, you never know when you're going to suddenly be out of each others lives. But I now don't to let others make those choices for me. Distance doesn't have to mean the friendship is over, even though it usually has been in the past. This week, I reconnected with a wonderful friend from primary school, who I had all but given up hope of getting in touch with again. I think friends are one of God's ways of loving us. Sometimes it would just seem easier to go it alone, to not bother getting up early in the morning to catch a train to see them, or not to come out on a rainy night to pick them up, or not talking when you're tired and they are having a bad day, or hiding who you really are in favour of who you think they want to see. But think of all the adventures you might miss out on.

If I hadn't been bothered to get up before dawn and stumble to the train, I would have missed out big time.
I would have missed wishing her a happy birthday in person. I would have missed the simple family dinners. I would have missed all the in-jokes we shared. I would have missed the conversations that only happen at midnight when everyone is in bed. I would have missed giggling together about random things (particularly when we were supposed to be listening or doing something else). I would have missed just sitting together on the beach. I would have missed the shared awe in the gallery, and the garlic smell at the fragrant gardens. I would have missed picture opportunities at bamboos and pretty trees. I'm sure I would never have noticed so many beautiful plants. I would have missed her walking me around her garden, showing me all her flowers, and naming them all. I would have missed looking silly and not caring. I would have missed running on to the front lawn to watch the stars and get my shoes wet. I would have missed the absurdity of the leech dance where you try and get them off your shoe while trying not to acquire more. I would have missed the scenic detours, and the stories. I would have missed making music together just because we could. And thats just scratching the surface.

Bottom line is, I guess. you can miss out on life. I know this isn't new, but to me, actually believing it is revolutionary. Having people who believe in me, is such an incredibly powerful thing. But I haven't really been believing in myself.
I've been thinking. Normally, thats a dangerous thing. But what if...
What if it is true, that one person can make a difference in the world.
What if it is true, that a person with a dream is worth something, beyond systems and theories
What if it is true, that there is a world out there, and I am actually meant to go outside my bedroom.
What if it is true, that my friends will stick around.
What if I didn't have to be concerned how this would look, or what people would think.
What if its true that I can choose for my life to be an adventure, even in the boringest of times.
What if the impossible really is possible....

What if I lived like I believed it was true

A is for...
It's time for everyone to play scattegories.
Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following They have to be real places, names, things.. nothing made up!

You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.


WHAT IS YOUR NAME:
Anna

BOY NAME:
Aaron

4 LETTER WORD:
Aunt

GIRL NAME:
Alyssa

OCCUPATION:
Acupuncturist

A COLOUR:
Aubergine

SOMETHING YOU WEAR:
Accessories

BEVERAGE:
Apricot Nectar

FOOD:
Apple Pie

SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM:
Aloe Vera

A PLACE:
Argentina

REASON FOR BEING LATE:
Alligators ate my shoes

SOMETHING YOU SHOUT:
AAAAAAHH

He was the tiniest little dog really. Almost like a furball had sneezed. Black and vivacious, a picture of life and happiness. Even though his master was quite different in temperament and appearance, they seemed a perfect match- life companions. He was a well looked after little dog, and you could tell just by looking at him, and watching what he did, that his master had invested countless hours in him, training, correcting, teaching him how to survive and preparing him to be the sort of dog his master dreamed he could be. They would take long walks together, barely needing the leash between them, as the little dog just seemed to want to be by his masters side. The leash was more of a connection between them, rather than a restriction. The dog was content knowing that his master was at the other end, and his master knew that he could keep the little dog safe.
Then one day, Freedom! Some think that the rebellious little puppy had run free of his masters grasp. Others are sure that his Master chose to give him the freedom, because he knew he was ready, and wanted to see what he'd do with it.
For a moment, it looked like all was lost, as the dog bolted helter-skelter down the middle of the road, happily barking at cars going by. Suddenly the safety he had always known was disregarded.
You could be expecting several endings at this point.
Perhaps the dog got hit because of his own foolishness. Tut tut, what a stupid dog.
Perhaps he was told off by an upset bystander.
Perhaps the owner ran out and put his own life at risk to save the dog.
Perhaps the dog 'came to his senses' and came back to his masters side ready to have his leash put back on. Perhaps not to go walking near traffic again.
Perhaps he ran away and was never seen again. (after all, he was a very small dog.)
I don't know what happened. The train I was on started moving again. I like to think that the dog didn't go running back to his owner for his freedom to be taken away again, I like to think that the dog and his master spent their happily ever after exploring the freedom that comes from wanting to be together by choice, and wanting to explore the rest of life's adventure together. (and staying off the road)

It made me wonder. When God sets me loose, when I have the freedom to do whatever I want, what am I going to do with that freedom? Do I come back and hide, because its too scary? or because that freedom isn't what other people think I should do and I'm scared of what they might (or do) say. Will I crash and burn, and everyone tell me (or remark in my absence) that its my own fault for running off. Will I fly off and forget everything I've been, everything I am, and everything I've learned, forsaking it for more exciting futures? Or will God and I play tag as we run off into the sunset that could be anything at all.

hmm. I wonder.

another one of them chain thingys, but in the lack of other inspiration.....
RULES:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.


IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
The way that I feel (Shannon Noll)

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Love Unconditional (Human Nature)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Do you even know me anymore (Mark Schultz)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
She believes in me (Ronan Keating)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Partners in Crims (Jim Brickman)

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Obvious (Anthony Callea)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The four seasons : Concerto in F minor - Winter: Allegro (vivaldi)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Laschia Ch'io Pianga (Sarah Brightman)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Evening Chimes (Ivan Rebroff)

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
I miss you (Bjork)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
You Found Me (Kelly Clarkson)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Nobody (Ellen says No)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
No Time to Kill (Clint Black)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Botany Bay (Andre Rieu)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
A man without love (Patrizio Buanne)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Jump across Jordan (Mark Lowry)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Carnival of the animals : Creatures with long ears (Saint-Saens)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR??
Twenty-four (Switchfoot)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Groovy Christmas (Hi5)

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Se[Cinema Paradiso] (Josh Groban

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
I'd give my life for you (Miss Saigon)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Rocket to the moon (Jim brickman)

I have resisted and resisted and alas, my resistance is worn down. In a last ditch effort of resistance, I'm putting this on my blog instead, and I won't be tagging. Not because I don't want to know stuff about my friends, more that I wouldn't presume to ask, but be content with what was freely given until circumstances provided opportunity for more.

Ok..
Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you..... blah blah blah ok.

Guess what kind of mood I'm in tonight! Here goes.. This could be dangerous

1.Although I am now an Australian citizen, I was born in the North Island of NZ

2.I can't decide if I'm a city or a bush girl.. I love the busyness of the centre of the city, and the quiet relaxed bit about the bush. Don't like the suburbs.

3.If you pressed play on my computer, it would go for over 3 weeks without any repeats.. and its all legal.

4. My big brother taught me to read before I got to school.

5. I think waay waaay too much

6. I picked legal studies as a hsc subject because I thought it sounded intelligent. Actually turned out to be my best score I think!

7. I don't really like eating out. Or if there are people around much.

8. I'm strongly introverted. (INFP actually)

9. In year 10/11 I had my own webdesign business. (don't anymore)

10. I was a paralympic torchbearer in 2000 in a suburb of wollongong.. and my torch went out.. I had to relight it.

11.I have a fascination with lights, lighting effects and sparkles, glitter..

12. I love to photograph trees. And sunsets. And wierd cloud formations. And people when they don't know. Thats about it.

13. I hate the thought of being predictable or people thinking they've figured me out.

14. I had two attempts on my life before I was 7.

15. I want to study musical theatre.

17. I can't count

18. I never go anywhere without pen and paper. well mostly. See when I don't, thats when I get the good ideas.

19. I'm far too easily distractable.

20. Its harder for me to believe that people like me than that they don't really care/don't like me

21. I have almost perfected the art of looking busy or occupied. Introverted coping technique.

22. I really like writing, but I'm super super self conscious about it.

23. I don't like birthdays.. although I like making other people feel special on theirs.

24. I hate waterfights.. even when its hot- I'd rather boil. I don't really like mud or any of that stuff either. Avoiding aforementioned may cause me to do irrational and antisocial things.

25. I am scared of people. Having said that, I really like them. I like finding the nice things about people, and hate it when others are dismissive or judgemental. Even people who aren't nice, I am determined that there is good and beautiful in them, and I refuse to change my mind.. or go near them because people are scary. (Did I mention irrationality runs deep in my personality?)

Someone forgot to tell the weather it was January! I am currently freezing!!!!! Anyway, I'm at camp, everything is running fairly well so far. Its been pretty windy. There were some Jews camping in the main area when we arrived, so we were eating under the trees for the first few days, and thus keeping food on plates became somewhat of a circus. Anyways,I should count myself lucky. Some have lost vital parts of tent due to weather.. although I have had some sleep stolen by it, but all in all, a bit of dinner and a few hours sleep is a small price. Thats also whats bringing most of the cold, so I hope it goes soon.
Drama goeth ok, but I still have nothing written for tomorrow night. I feel totally out of control at the moment. I have no idea what is going on, I'm confused, and all God will give me is "It isn't supposed to make sense!"
Its a terrifying feeling knowing that tomorrow night, I have to have something prepared and it has to make sense, relate to the kids, somehow fit with the speakers topic (which I still don't know) be manageable, and not require anything beyond what I brought with me. Oh and I have to go to the Junior tent to get power. This computer is going to run out of power soon, and I'll have to stop I guess. Maybe try and huddle up in bed trying to stay warm. Now, if you know me and when I usually think about bed, it might give you an idea about how cold I am!
I'm currently listening to a concert in the big tent, which doesn't thrill me much. I may yet wander over and have a look, but honestly, when I'm aching for some music time, watching other people doing what I so long to be doing is agony, so bed seems the most likely option. hopefully dad won't mind that I'm flattening his battery.
Andrew was ordained today. It was awesome.. I sorta wanted to jump up and cheer, but my sensible, introverted, please don't look at me side won over. That guy is awesome, and I have a huge amount of respect for him and what he is doing in this conference. To have the whole church recognise that is pretty awesome. It was interesting to listen to the ordination service though.. talking about the challenges, the responsibilities, the essence of ministry. And the way the conference has embraced and welcomed him. Its people like him, and days like today that give me a glimmer of hope about Christianity. I don't really have words, but I'm challenged and confused, and I don't understand how ministry fits into where I am going, but it seems totally absurd to consider a future without it. Maybe just not one the church really recognises. Then again, maybe I should give them a go, and see if there is a place where I can help out as the things I do, not as the little mold that people who graduate into ministry are supposed to come out as.
I think that might be part of why I find it hard to make friends and trust the relationships- seeing the world differently, and sometimes it seems like I'm on a different universe to everyone else and my main aim is to be as invisible as possible. Mostly it works, and I'm getting good at hiding. But other people are starting to think about marriage and kids and setting down, and what sort of job they will try for, where to go on the next holiday, maybe saving up for a car. I don't relate! I can't comprehend settling down, I don't think I have time for kids, and good luck to any guy who even tries. I don't expect a steady job, a consistent income, and I reckon most of my life is going to be filled with confusion and struggles. And for some bizarre reason, I'm totally ok with that! oh and Holidays? what on earth are they? I'm not actually keen on the idea. So I really don't know what to talk to other people about!
Anyway, this battery is nearly flat and I'm not sure I want to go too much further in my thinking yet. I need time to digest, and probably hibernate.. Dreaming of warmth..