
- Went and watched the Queen Elizabeth II dock in Fremantle Harbour. Ohhh, Karen Rivetcountess darling, Jo-Jo, you guys would have been laughing so hard at me and my bro. We were mocking Titanic mercilessly ("It doesn't look any bigger than the Mauretania!" "You can be blase about some things, Rose, but NOT about Titanic!") and taking photos of the more amusing looking passengers. There was one guy who looked like Brian Dennehey, one guy that looked like an old British Army Major (HUMBraHUM!) and one guy that looked dressed up like Indiana Jones. Totally hilarious! I had some amusing photos taken where I mock the funnel of the QE2 as well (dick jokes are timeless, you know?). Anyway. Will post them soon.
- Got home, got dropped off into TAFE. Worked solidly for two hours in the rehearsal room with the band writing our song for class. Some very sweet lyrics written by Andrew (easily the sweetest guy in class), and then Matt and I worked together on the chords. I played them, he played them back to me. And Carla and him said I sounded like Delta Goodrem when I sang. I was mortally offended. I hate her voice. I was doing my whiny, nasal "I'm thinking and trying to make up a tune" singing, not my deep, open, warm singing. Anyway.
- Got home, rested for about half an hour, cleaned myself and then hung out with Bianca. Went to the Moon Cafe and had a lovely (although long in coming) meal. We talked all night. Had a beautiful evening with her. She said I looked like I was 'glowing' tonight. First thign I said was, "I'm not pregnant! I can't be pregnant!" She laughed and said I just looked glowy. Then I went, "Oh shit, I'm not going to die, am I? I don't want to die!" I explained that this book I'm reading has had me feeling very spiritually at peace.
- Came home, now very very tired and knackered. Will probably crash now. Zzzz.
Love you all. Feeling pretty again. :) Spoilt myself with expensive make-up. I'm a silly girl.
PS. I want to marry Elijah Wood and have his blue-eyed babies. Bahahahaha!