Yes, it was awesome.
Yes, PNAU were amazing.
Yes, I was at the front of the mosh infront of thousands of others.
Yes, you wish you went.
Now, to write about it all. At 11, I arrived at the gates. I found Sophie waiting outside of a blue information box where the online tickets were being given out, except there was a big delay cause they needed a list of all of the people. Fail. Then Raffy and Megan turned up. Raffy had a freaking strawberry costume in her bag ffs! Incredible. So we waited a little longer for the online tickets, which had just arrived. Sophie yay'd. Then Georgia & Mel turned up and the SS09 group was complete.
Finally, the doors opened. Megan and I got in before the others and ran around the place. There was a huge Red Bull tent, it was awesome. It sucked that they were being sold for like $5 each. FAIL.
When everyone got in, we went and hovered around the Derwent stage, where The Frets were playing. Nobody really gave a crap though. Soon they were over and the fun could start.
First band to perform on the main stage were Chi-Roh, a band that nobody has ever heard of. Sophie and I were the only two people moshing to them, the rest of the people were like eh. However, their music was actually pretty good. Matt, the lead singer, signed my volley! YEAH! CHI-ROH!
Then they were over and another band went to perform at the other stage. The stages took turns. We didn't really care about the other stage, so Sophie and I sat down, guarding our front of the mosh spots!
Then Let The Cat Out were on. I'm not going to write about them. They had some alright music, but they were tryhard Cat Empire.
At 2:20pm, it was time for The Getaway Plan! Sophie & I still had our front of the mosh spots. Lots of emos ran to the mosh, was gay. So we moshed to lots of songs, with some fat emo basically ass-raping me into the fence. Fuck you. They did play Where The City Meets The Sea, last however. I moshed most to this song.
When The Getaway Plan finished, we thought we'd miss Mammal and some other random bands and go to town for a bit. So we went to town for a bit. We went to the museum first because town was too effing far away at this point. Raf, Georgia and I got stuck watching some 4 minute mute movie. WTF?
While I was sitting down in the museum, Fran texted me and told me that she and her friends were outside Soundscape listening to the music. Fail, Fran, fail. I told her we'd ditched and were in the museum. She asked "why the fuck?!", which was a valid point. Why the fuck indeed?
Ditched the museum, went to town. Did shizz, saw Celia working lolz. By the way, Celia makes a mean coffee. Town was town-worthy.
We got back to Soundscape in time for the last song from Behind Crimson Eyes. Looked good, got a photo.
Once again, when the pit had vanished, we claimed our spot at the front of the mosh. We were waiting for British India to come on.
Then British India came on. They were great, and their lead singer is pretty hot. He was wearing a Bananas In Pyjamas shirt, so you know he's way hardcore. Moshed for Brit Ind. Then they were over.
At this stage, saving your spot in the mosh was vital. We still had the front. People were offering us money for our spot at the front, it was pretty hectic.
Cut Copy came on! They were awesome, and we got to be the first people to hear a new song of theirs. Some shirtless guy was going schizo behind us, desperately trying to get into the front. I saw him ask Raffy. She was like HELL NO. It was hard to get a photo of Cut Copy. However, they performed a good show.
Finally, we were one Guest DJ away from PNAU! I was so fucking excited, I was counting down every minute until they started. Omfg.
Then. PNAU! Oh my god, they were amazing. I screamed so hard when they came on. Their first song was WILD STRAWBERRIES! I didn't care how squashed I was, I moshed so hard. I can successfully say that I've moshed to Wild Strawberries at the front of the mosh infront of thousands. WIN. They were great performers. I even got to touch his hand! He (when I say "he", i mean the one with huge hair. Lulz, I'll go look him up later) came so close to us, I got great shots. They had all of their PNAU costumes, too! The Wild Strawberry raved! They also had the embrace (sun), the dead bird and the skull. Baby came on, I recorded that on video. I recorded a few songs on video, such as Wild Strawberries and No More Violence. No Move Violence was also good. Everyone chanted it. God, my throat was so bloody sore. Then they were over. They didn't play Embrace, so everyone was shouting it out. However, they didn't come back. Aww. All in all, PNAU were incredible.
It was then time to leave. I walked to the Aquatic Centre carpark, where I would wait for my reliable sister to rescue me in her valiant Mirage.
Soundscape 2009 was epic. If something like Soundscape can be that good, imagine how good MSFEST will be!
: D
- Music:Its Too Late- Evermore.
17th January: Soundscape Festival
7th February: MSFEST.
: D
- Mood:
sleepy
Soooo... Christmas 2008?
Well, I didn't get to sleep until about 1 because I thought it would be fun to drink 6 glasses of wine (drank two reds quickly...), I spent Christmas Eve evening throwing up. However, Christmas morning was quite good. So, the gifts this year included:
-LG WebSlider phone.
-4 person tent.
-Hair dryer.
-Lots of art stuff (watercolour paints, oil paints, 3 canvases, an easel (lol), graphic pencils, coloured pencils, watercolour paint scrapbook, mannequin and books on art.)
-The Mighty Boosh, season 2. Season 3 was all sold out.
-The Mighty Book Of Boosh.
-Skins, season 1.
-Chocolate, too much of it.
-Cosmetic shizz.
-Money.
-Other shizz.
All in all, it was a pretty sexy occasion. Hip, sexy and fresh. Which reminds me, I should have asked for a season of The Fresh Prince Of Bel-Air.
D:
seasons greetings.
- Mood:
happy - Music:The Hard Road- Restrung by Hilltop Hoods
I wish I didn't.
Seriously, why the fuck? What the fuck is wrong with you?
You fucking hypocrite. You turned the best night I've had in months and months into the worst one.
I wish I hated you.
- Mood:
crushed - Music:The Beatles.
Finally. Subjects for year 10, back!
I did pretty well, got most of the ones I wanted. I wanted to do graphic design for two semesters though, but hey.
Line 1- English 1.
Line 2- Maths. Not sure which one though.
Line 3- P.E., gay.
SEMESTER 1:
Line 4- Health, gayer.
Line 5- Biology.
Line 6- Graphic Design.
Line 7- Dance (was originally chemistry but I'm changing it.)
Line 8- Japanese.
SEMESTER 2:
Line 9- Sociology or psychology. I think semester 2 is sociology however.
Line 10- Art.
Line 11- Physics (was originally digital technology but I want to do two sciences.)
Line 12- Japanese.
Line 13- Faith & Life.
Should be a good year I say. Semester 1 has two fun subjects, semester 2 has one. Sociology/psychology would be fun but Ms. Browning is teaching. I don't like the way she teaches. D:
YEAR 9 IS OVER IN 8 SCHOOL DAYS. NO MORE MR. KEMP! :D
- Mood:
bored - Music:Tegan & Sarah.
Georgia is sitting right next to me. There's some gay chemistry movie on right now that Mr. Bester is trying to make us watch. Ugh. There's 5 minutes left and I'm bored like hell. Apparently, the guy on the movie is about to die.
...
...
(waiting)
...
...
Ugh, he's not dead yet. D:
-twiddles thumbs-
DIE BITCH. (He's still not dead.)
Ooooh, he's about to die. Hopefully. He's shutting his eyes, he said.
He's dangling...
...
...
OMFG, he might die.
he can't feel a thing.
he's gonna touch something.
he can feel a tingle.
he's getting electrocuted.
he's hanging onto half a million volts.
BUT HE DIDN'T DIE.
FUCKING HELL.
FUCK HIM AND HIS LIFE.
D:
- Location:C7, awww yeeeah.
- Mood:
we need myspace moods.
Well, it's October. Being this month, this leaves two months until Christmas. Woo? Woo. Therefore this is the time of year when lists are made. Children asking for trumpets and bookmarks, according to Howard Moon.
This made me wonder. What do I want for Christmas this year? Well, I've made a list.
1. My own Black Parade. I want to march around town with an abundance of people and such.
2. Crab people.

3. People to realise that though the Twilight series has a good story, Stephanie Meyer isn't actually that good of a writer. Seriously.
4. Whiskers.
5. About tree-fiddy.
6. Jack White in the pants lulz.

<3
7. Strawberry Fields. Forever.
8. Youth, wealth and obesity. Also translated into young, rich and full of sugar.
9. EELS UP INSIDE ME, find an entrance where they can.
10. HALO 3.
11.

NEED I SAY ANY FUCKING MORE? I CANT LIVE WITHOUT IT.
12. A lifetime supply of V energy. In kegs.
13. Gills.
14. Body Language Dance Studios, down the road! So that I can do more classes. Like contemporary, hip hop and jazz.
15. Mad(er) ballet skills.
IMMA POST MOAR SOONZIES. GOTTA GO TO BED NAO LUL.
- Mood:
cynical - Music:Boiled Frogs by Alexisonfire
Oh hai people of LJ. I'd like to inform you of a problem we have on our hands. We've all seen them, in our record stores, on our internet. They may have even entered our homes through siblings, tv channels, radio or roommates. They gross us out and make us feel sick to our stomachs. They're hypoctitical and pathetic. I'm talking, of course, about Fall Out Boy. Emo music's D student. Sure, fan girls reading this blog are going to write back to me with a paragraph telling me about why Pete Wentz is OMFG THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE AND IT IS SUPER DEADLY DOUBLE-DOG SERIOUS THAT I SHOULD UNDERSTAND WHAT HE HAS BEEN THROUGH.
I used to like him, but I realised that he is a douche. I was one of the lucky ones who got the hell over him. So yes, I do know what he says he went though.
'He had two fucking kids, his husband turned out to be a user, a cheater, and now he's going through a custody battle...LEAVE PETE WENTZ ALONE!'
-Chris Crocker.
(By the way, I support gay people and I used gay as a synonym for shitty as an insult towards Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz III.)
So I've decided, with help from Rubee, to come up with 30 reasons why Fall Out Boy are GAY.
And here they are! They're here, they're queer, get used to it.
1. Pete Wentz.
2. Pete Wentz is IN THE FUCKING BAND. It counts as two reasons
3. Their music floods our iPods, music television channels and radio channels with SHIT MUSIC.
4. Infinity On High. Need I say more? The album makes me die inside. "Life's not faair.."
5. There's ANOTHER ALBUM on it's way. "Stop, stop! We're already deeeeead..."
6. They're turning our youngin' into shitty emos and scene kids!

7. "The ribbons on my wrists say 'do not open before Christmas.'" & they say they're not emo...
8. Pete Wentz claims that he isn't an emo, so why does he dress like an emo, write emo lyrics and fantasize about suicide?
9. ASHLEE SIMPSON.
10. The band members are ugly. With no personality. So don't you tell me that it's about looks, because the band members have nothing.
11. FAN GIRLS.
12. "Dance, Dance"
13. They're the kind of band that will make you eat your parents. Not really, but their music would probably make you amirite? amirite?
14. PETE WENTZ, again.
15. Pete Wentz's signature "let's look like a douchebag & scrunch up the top of my lip like some deformed hermaphrodite contemplating whether or not I have my period or not," look.

16. Patrick steals the back-up singing limelight from other bands! D:
17. Pete Wentz hosts his own MTV show. Excuse me, sell out, much?
18. They contradict themselves, a lot.
19. What the hell is Andy meant to be, anyway? Seriously?
20. "I'm the future Mrs. Pete Wentz, lololol."
21. Note to Pete: if you're going to take photos of your penis and post them all over the internet, at least make sure your penis is actually big. And hire a gardener, if you catch my drift... amirite? amirite?
22. Pete & Andy, cut your fucking hair! Joe and Patrick, grow your fucking hair!
23. They wear slacks.
24. Go away.
25. They're all pale as hell.
26. Just because you're a band doesn't mean you can make music.
27. There are TWO GINGERS.
28. Fall Out Boy D:
29. "MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!"
30. HYPOCRITES! GINGERS! EMO SCUM! SOME RANDOM WHO DOESN'T FIT IN!
There are 30 reasons.

GET THE FUCK UP AND PERFORM, PETE, YOU LAZY ASS BASTARD.
- Mood:
happy - Music:Love Song- The Cure

That was totally my reaction. So I've decided to tell you a little bit about this episode, in mah own words. It's currently 8:14 and it could take a while since I have to eat, talk, work... But I'm going to write about this until it's DONE! Even if I have to stay up late, resulting in me being crabby in the morning. I can see it now. The alarm, or my mother as she is known, will wake me up at 6:45. I will go back to sleep when she leaves the room. 5 minutes later, she will come back and tell me that it is SUPER DEADLY SERIOUSLY SERIOUS THAT I GET UP RIGHT THIS SECOND OR THERE WILL BE SERIOUS WORDS HAD that I wake up right now. Then I will have a shower, and it will be worth being dead tired because I told you about what happened on Law and Order. So the episode started when all of these kids were at school, playing in the playground. One kid was being xcore and was showing the other kids how to ninja fight. They were a cute bunch.

Bright and fragrant, like this bunch of cancer-orientated children. Then, then. Three of the chillin' were shot by a mysterious stranger. The teacher and children all shat bricks and ran inside. The cops came and interviewed the children, and one of the policemanz said that there were 40 DIFFERENT VERSIONS given by the youngin'. Two of the kids survived the shots, but one poor, playful black child didn't make it. His mother was called and when she found out, she BAWWWWWWWWED.

Replace CAT with BLACK CHILD and BUS with BULLET. That is all for this entry, and I will tell you the rest tomorrow or some shit.
- Mood:
need myspace moods. - Music:Antsy Pants- Tree Hugger.
you always were the best little iPod on the block.
She was always there when I woke up, all charged and ready for me to listen to for the day. Always by my side, my little sidekick buddy. She always read my mind, knew what kind of mood I was in and could always put on the best tunes to suit that mood. She cheered me up with happy music (for me, this is techno, rave or house) and put on some indie if I just needed some time to myself. And when I did want to have some time to be alone, I still let her sit with me. She never ever gave up on me. Sure, she ran out of batteries a couple of times on those long car trips back home from school, but I know how much I could wear her out.
She was also there for the bad times. Right in my Cotton On bag, ready to be whipped out and listened to.
What a life she had. In her lifetime, she had been to Queensland (Brisbane, Gold Coast, Sunshine Coast & more), Melbourne twice, Launceston and, of course, her hometown Hobart. She got to come with me through town, friends houses, school and for my big long walks around.
I remember the day I nearly lost her. One morning while waiting for a friend, I decided I needed to go to the toilet at Myer (before it burnt down, so she got to see both of the myers). While standing next to the toilet, I went to put her in my pocket. She slipped and fell into the toilet. Automatic reflexes made me actually put my hand in the disgusting, vile water (though it was clean cause I hadn't started yet and it had just been cleaned) and got her, before she sank down the tube. I dried her off, with water still trapped inside her screen. 15 minutes later, she made a full recovery. I was so lucky to have her.
Unfortunately, a few weeks ago she didn't make it. I'm not quite sure how she managed to die however. She now will refuse to turn on without the charger. I think she has developed a case of Stockholm's Syndrome with this charger. One day, I'll cure you.
- Mood:
sad - Music:Breathe by Timbaland
soup.
easter holidays! that's my topic right now, cause there is absolutley nothing else to fucking write about. so, what has georgie done these holidays?
erm.
monday; went to town with rubee and josh, ended up finding luke along the way too. we got pizza and shit, and i lol'd pretty hard this day.
infact, i think i laughed the hardest that day of the holidays, as of yet!
it was a bit like this:
heh heh, alright.
lollercaust, lolcano, steamloller, lollerskates, lollercoaster ect ect ect.
I did other stuff these holidays, but so far I can't be fucked telling you! mwahuahuahuahua!
oh now i've got nothing else to say, cause i'm a noob, so LOL!
so happy easter, though it's over, and y'all have a nice time at the hoedown.
here's a myspace survey to entertain you, or bore the crap out of you to the point of an hero, whatever happens.
1) Happiest moment of 2008 so far?
umm, not really sure. collegiate fair was pretty fun this year, random town adventures, y'know.
2) What did you wake up to this morning?
like 10.
3) Who were you with last night?
myself, of course! and the good chumps down at /a/.
5) When is the last time you saw your crush/boyfriend?
i don't have an orange crush or a boyfriend.
6) Who can you tell anything to?
my bffz, cause they're there for me and all of that stuff. r00bee, josh, joseph, isaac, y'know.
7) What are you doing right now?
this survey.
8) Who was your last phone call with?
rubee.
9) What's your favourite thing to do on rainy days?
dance in the rain.
10) How's life?
great, needs a little more motivation however.
11) Last time you cried?
geeeeeeezzzzzzz.
12) Why?
cause you touch yourself at night.
13) Have you ever thrown up?
yup.
15) Do you love anyone who's name starts with an E?
E is for EBONIE LANGFORD!
16) Are you happy?
ARE YOU?!?!?!?!
17) Are you excited about anything?
erm, winter fashion.
18) What makes you happy in life?
friends, daft punk, peace/love, music.
19) What were you doing at 3 in the morning?
sl33ping.
20) What does the 10th text message in your inbox say?
something from togga, can't be fucked typing it though. that was a few days ago, haven't sent any moar messages cause i'm out of credit!
21) Who was it from?
Thomas "Togga" Whitton.
22) What is the 10th message in your outbox?
i deleted my outbox.
23) Do you enjoy life?
yeah. :D
25) Where is your mum?
in the room with the piano in it.
26) What are you listening to?
d.a.n.c.e. by justice.
27) Do you like it?
hell yeah. rather be listening to i am x-ray though.
28) Have you ever taken medicine that wasn't prescribed to you?
yeah.
29) Are you surprised about something?
sort of.
30) Is there anyone who doesn't like you?
yeah, some chick at mcc who i've never actually talked to before apparantly doesn't like me.
LMAONADE.
31) Do you feel bad because someone doesn't like you?
nah.
32) In your household who do you fight with the most?
erm, my sister. but we don't fight a lot.
33) Do you like anyone?
nope.
34) Whats your favourite thing to do?
masturb- i mean, text friends.
35) Do you have an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend that you still have feelings for?
nope, not really.
36) Do you think any of your ex-boyfriends/girlfriends still have feelings for you?
i don't think so.
37) Did any particular thing brighten up your day yesterday?
ahhh, yeah why not.
38) What's the stupidest thing you've ever done?
there's a freaking list of stupid things i've done, don't even go there.
39) If you could kiss anyone right now, who would it be?
no idea. johnny depp? but he's like my mum's age, so no.
40) Who's your best friend of the oppisite sex?
more than one. george, josh, joseph, isaac, alex, daniel, tommy.
41) Describe the perfect girlfriend/boyfriend in 1 word:
unique.
42) Is your room clean?
it's having it's time to shine right now.
43) Do you have a tv in your room?
yeah, and it's from an electrical shop, not from the supermarket! -cough- isaac woo. :D
44) Have you ever written a poem?
yup.
44) What was the last thing that really made you smile?
LOLfish.
45) What would you do if your best friend died?
i'd be devistated.
47) Something you couldn't live without?
friends.
48) What was your name going to be if you were born the oposite sex?
samuel, lolol.
49) Ever been drunk in front of your parents?
no, but i've had a few infront of them.
50) Is your name different on your birth certificate to what your name is?
my birth certificate reads FARCICAL PRUNED BUTTERCUPS DUCKETT-LANE, should i be worried?
steamloller.
- Location:my room.
- Mood:
bored - Music:LCD Soundsystem- Daft Punk Is Playing At My House
Year 9 has started; what a world of fun?
no.
Bella, Shivorne & I...being cool I guess.
Eck. When I first came to Collegiate in year 7, everything was so exciting. I loved going to school. That's probably because I was new and all, and so I got to have a fresh start at everything.
Then there was year 8. That was alright, not that fun, not bad either. Good year after all.
Now.
Year 9!
First year of getting to choose your electives. I thought I'd write about that and such.
Choice 1: Japanese.
Another year of it. It's becoming one of my favourite classes at the moment. Ella and I will always be together in this class. It's great, she's great, and I get to go to Japan next year! So exciting. So yeah, we play games and shizz and it's a really small class. Like 12 students or less? Woah. And you get to learn more since it's so small. Harder to text in though, haha. It's great.
Choice 2: Art.
I wasn't meant to do art this year, it was my back-up choice. I chose drama instead, but that clashed with Japanese and I got put into jap-jap instead. Art is alright, I'm learning more about the art that I do now. Yeah, it's quite good. It's my only class with Rubee this year! Haha, it was bound to happen sometime. At least I wasn't put into one of the other classes though.
Choice 3: Textiles.
May I say that year 8 textiles was a lot more fun? Because it was. This year sucks, we're not doing fun stuff. We designed a cover for our journals out of fabrics and stuff, but it's laaaaaaaaaame. Mine sucks.
It's alright though, because I've got Shivorne in this class. We use her MacBook all the time and take photos, Bella too. It's top noch stuff if I shall say so!
third year at Collegiate this year. I wonder what it'll be like.
Rubee is still my best-best friend, I've still got all of my other besties, acquaintances and randoms! It's fun. No more socials this year, or moderation day activities. Whatever, we've still got BONFIRE NIGHT! =]
whatever, this is my second post of tonight.
peace in the middle east. -myspace whore-styled peace sign-
- Mood:
calm
So err, this is my first entry. I got livejournal about 2 minutes ago. I'm a noob, yeah, and I have no idea what I'm doing. But I figured I have MySpace, Facebook and all of those other in-things, so why not?
Yeah, so basically this is just a list of things I want to do before I die, since I have absolutley nothing else to write about.
1. Travel to Japan. (will have completed by year 10.)
2. Do ballet classes.
3. Become a fashion designer, even if it's just for little shows like Fashion Fantasia.
4. Own a Chanel coat, Louis Vuitton monogram bag and Gucci boots. I've got a Dior wallet, D&G sunnies and a Chanel hair ribbon so far.
5. Get married and have 2 children. A boy and a girl.
6. Make the most of my life. I don't want to have all of these wonderful dreams as a teenager and end up a housewife seeking thrills from wiping an oven down.
7. OWN A ROLEX WATCH.
8. Save up over a thousand dollars and just go crazy.
9. Travel to America, just to say "eck, it's not that great once you're here."
10. Own 50 bottles of perfume at the one time.
11. Start an unforced meme on /b/. It's a pretty lame idea, but it'd be fun. Until it becomes apart of the cancer, that is.
moar coming, just later though.
- Mood:
tired - Music:Digital Love- Daft Punk.
















