Crazy....
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: - nothing -
Topic: Typical Carli-ness
Im at my aunts place, i was just going to do my accounting exam and then go, cept that I finished them well over an hour ago and now Im just sitting here sifting through another one of my former lives...the life I used to have here, on this computer when she and geir went tripping off to Norway and what not... so Ive been seeing what I used to do on here and having a good chuckle as well... sort of.

Anyways, just emptying out my old inboxes too...amazing how much stuff seems to sit in my inbox - letters from my cousin while she was at boarding school, emails from Aliceness when we both really needed someone to talk to...its great this trip down memory lane...

Ok. I know, another pointless entry, but hey, its my space!

ZERO SUGAR max taste - bottle me?
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: Charlie - Sophie Koh
Topic: Life
*Yawn* Im tired. But I guess sacrificing sleep for my assignments seemed pretty noble at the time, haha. Anyways. Im currently trying to put my football tips on for this week, as usual, Ive left them to the last minute, and lets face it, at the rate Im going, it would probably be better for me if I didn’t get them on and I was forced to take the away sides this week. I haven’t tipped this badly since I was six and wanted the Illawara Stealers to beat the Broncos because I hated how nobody else was supporting them. And yes I ended up crying, it wasn’t my best day.

I keep looking at this site and feeling just a little bit bad. Usually, I have the sidebar full of links to amazing people Ive encountered online, and then just junky stuff about myself, but I really cant at this moment be bothered with it. Sad huh?

What else cant I be bothered with? My accounting subject. And that DOES make me feel slightly guilty…I think its because it’s got a pretty heavy workload and Im sort of just skimming the top of it. Now that Ive written that up here Ill probably be able to go home and get the guts of it done. I should shame myself into stuff more often =P

Ive been wondering lately about some of the people I used to talk to a heap online…like Gisela, Henry and Scott. I haven’t seen them online or heard from them in donkeys…

Ok, again, another post about jack. Its all good though. Im going to go and finish losing my current round of FreeCell and then annoy the shit outta Luke.

twisted sista
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Walkie talkie man - Steriogram
Topic: Uni
I really want to go and lay down for awhile, I have this massive headache, which could most probably be remedied by lunch, but Im feeling buzzy as well. Hard to describe really...

I was going through my draws this morning trying to find some paper work when I found a picture of myself with my brothers that looks like it was taken at about the time mum left dad. So I bought it out to show it to her and she refused to talk about where it was taken or when for that matter. She just took it and went into her bedroom and now I have no idea what all of that was about, but it must be something because usually mum will tell me whatever I want to know, so Im guessing this was a very raw nerve that I managed to touch....

mmmm...I dont know what I want to do with this space either... I would love to pour my creativity into a layout, but I couldnt be half assed really. I was just starting to get the hang of certain codes when I realised that the whole reason I 'blog' is to just organise my thoughts by writing them out in some form. So Im guessing that for now, what you see in most definately what you're going to get

Witticisms - The Ice Breaker
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: They weren't there - Missy Higgins
Topic: Life
Its amazing how much I've missed doing this, just sitting here, pounding away at the keyboard trying to justify the whirl of feelings and moments I've been experiencing, condensing them into words in an attempt to understand them firstly myself, as well as make them work, to make them sing my life to whoever happens to find themselves here... If anything, its therapuetic. Or maybe Im just happy to be using my creative outlet instead of letting it sit by and just gather dust and become that part of yourself that you occasionally think about - how you used to use it, how it use to fit perfectly within your soul. I dont want to lose that. Now or ever.

So this is my first post here. Im looking at the text box that the text is being typed into and thinking outside the box, trying to work out why a traditional journal, one with a front cover, that you use a pen to write in, why it doesnt appeal to me so much. Maybe because I need more attention then Im willing to admit to. Or maybe because if I do publish it on the internet I can be assured that nobody who lives with me can break my trust, that I can co-exist, with my thoughts and my family and still feel like I can keep the two seperate. Not that I dont talk, share, feel with them, I do, just not like this, not in the way it comes most naturally to me. Im going to guess that this is why being on the internet appeals to most people. Your own space within a place where anonymity rules supreme and guess work is the name of the game.

I think Ive miss titled this piece, maybe it should have been called 'musings' or something along the lines of that...but this is me closing for now...without so much of sharing who I am. Next time.