emily;

I just read Leslie's blog, and he made me feel guilty for not being honest.

Monday was a bad day. It started off like any other day - uni, movie, friends. And then I freaked. I don't know what exactly happened, but I panicked. It was like something clicked in my head and I was shouting furiously in my own self-made container of insanity. I was yelling at myself - You can't do this, Emily. What are you thinking? This isn't you. This isn't the person you're meant to be.

Who am I? My whole life I've been the good girl. The dependable girl who gave you her notes every time you asked; the one who was always ready to lend a shoulder and who didn't believe in love and all it's subsequent bullshit. I finally did something reckless. Something so out of character that at first I had gotten rid of that old, pure side of myself. I thought it would be liberating, to pursue something radical and live entirely in the moment; To be someone different. But it turned out pretty messy, and I don't regret ending it. For someone who's supposed to use her head more often than her heart, I make some pretty stupid mistakes.

So, once again, I'm stuck in that perpetual period of my life which Leslie nicely referred to as "stagnant." I guess having no drama is pretty damn good. No news is good news, right?

But I'll keep waiting.

I refuse to be held down by my stupid overplayed thoughts of feeling lonely and lost. This year is going to be the greatest yet. I will be myself - that little fish of a girl who is nice because that's how she rolls, and still experience love, rage, hate and revelation.

2008 will be, the greatest.


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jimmi,

The trials and tribulations of man is a testament to the development of his character. However even with all the developments and insights provided by the great minds over the past centuries there is still one question that perplexes all men.

What do women want?

I sit here typing my frustrations of the impossibility of man to understand the inferior race, haha kidding girls, dont get your bras in a bunch. But honestly why are you guys so hard to read?

Anyways with that rant over everyone has been telling me that I have been neglecting this blog, which to an extent I have, but to rebuke these claims why blog about nothing? I hate it when people just blog about their bullshit everday lives and how bored they are and such.
If your bored then do a fucking crossword you uncreative idiot, no one wants to hear about what you ate today, honestly i just look at blogs for rants and perhaps the occasional photograph.

Anyways heres a random assortment of photos ive taken.

peace





















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emily;

I thought I'd blog while waiting for Juno to finish downloading.

So, over the last week, I've had many new ... encounters at Law Camp. Some of which were not entirely responsible, and others which were just a tad bit boring. Law seems really hard. I think I'm going to have a pretty rough time trying to get my mind around it. I can't even get my freaking L's for God's sakes.

Yesterday was Warwick. Awesome time with Jam and Leslie as usual - "... did you know that this bone is connected to this bone?" :) <3

I think my problem is that I care too much.




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emily;

God, Disney movies make my world go round.

Pocahontas is love.

"If I never knew you..."


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emily;

I refuse to be polluted by rage.


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emily;

Wow, haven't been here for a long time. And by long time, I mean approximately a month or so.

Yes, as you can probably tell, I am back from my trip to "the homeland", as James Hong said. It was a crazy three and a half weeks, which I don't think I could possibly describe in a succinct manner. There were just too many aspects. Too many moments of sudden bliss, complete freedom, sickness, exhaustion and surprise. I don't think it was quite how I'd imagine it to be - neither worst nor better.

I missed Sydney. I missed my home, and the people that made it that way. And to think I signed up for a whole semester in another country in my fourth year of study.

Talking about university, I'm kind of worried. Why the hell did I choose combined law in the first place? I think the fact of being able to get in, may have completely tilted my reason and judgement. Come on Emily, you don't even know how to pay bills / anything about property, corporatisation .. and you chose law! What was I thinking ... I just hope I'll like it. Looking through the subjects on offer though, I'm more scared that interested.

Paul Azzi, I hope you have a great time in Newcastle, reaching the dreams which all of us were too scared to dream. Really proud of you :) I'm glad I got to see you all tonight.
p.s. Ben and I are going to ambush you at your apartment, crash there, and then watch the Newcastle Knights play their home games.





'Untitled speech' by Emily Lan Anh Nguyen

I lied to you. Remember how I told you I didn't care about what you told me? The stuff between you and other girls? Well, I lied. I do care. Not because you rule my mind, body, heart and soul, but because it is a constant indication and reminder that I would and will, never be enough for you. You keep telling me that you feel bad about the person you're becoming - about the choices you make and the reasons you make them. I know the person you used to be. There's no point apologising to me, and not doing anything. It's not about what you say, it's about what you do.

xx


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jimmi;

Hey people, i entered a photography comp last year and now im like a finalist.
Talk about luck.

http://www.picture.com/voteforme/photovote1.asp?PID=2484995

Vote for my photo so i can win monies.

Love you lots


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emily;

I just read Leslie's blog, and he made me feel guilty for not being honest.

Monday was a bad day. It started off like any other day - uni, movie, friends. And then I freaked. I don't know what exactly happened, but I panicked. It was like something clicked in my head and I was shouting furiously in my own self-made container of insanity. I was yelling at myself - You can't do this, Emily. What are you thinking? This isn't you. This isn't the person you're meant to be.

Who am I? My whole life I've been the good girl. The dependable girl who gave you her notes every time you asked; the one who was always ready to lend a shoulder and who didn't believe in love and all it's subsequent bullshit. I finally did something reckless. Something so out of character that at first I had gotten rid of that old, pure side of myself. I thought it would be liberating, to pursue something radical and live entirely in the moment; To be someone different. But it turned out pretty messy, and I don't regret ending it. For someone who's supposed to use her head more often than her heart, I make some pretty stupid mistakes.

So, once again, I'm stuck in that perpetual period of my life which Leslie nicely referred to as "stagnant." I guess having no drama is pretty damn good. No news is good news, right?

But I'll keep waiting.

I refuse to be held down by my stupid overplayed thoughts of feeling lonely and lost. This year is going to be the greatest yet. I will be myself - that little fish of a girl who is nice because that's how she rolls, and still experience love, rage, hate and revelation.

2008 will be, the greatest.

jimmi,

The trials and tribulations of man is a testament to the development of his character. However even with all the developments and insights provided by the great minds over the past centuries there is still one question that perplexes all men.

What do women want?

I sit here typing my frustrations of the impossibility of man to understand the inferior race, haha kidding girls, dont get your bras in a bunch. But honestly why are you guys so hard to read?

Anyways with that rant over everyone has been telling me that I have been neglecting this blog, which to an extent I have, but to rebuke these claims why blog about nothing? I hate it when people just blog about their bullshit everday lives and how bored they are and such.
If your bored then do a fucking crossword you uncreative idiot, no one wants to hear about what you ate today, honestly i just look at blogs for rants and perhaps the occasional photograph.

Anyways heres a random assortment of photos ive taken.

peace




















emily;

I thought I'd blog while waiting for Juno to finish downloading.

So, over the last week, I've had many new ... encounters at Law Camp. Some of which were not entirely responsible, and others which were just a tad bit boring. Law seems really hard. I think I'm going to have a pretty rough time trying to get my mind around it. I can't even get my freaking L's for God's sakes.

Yesterday was Warwick. Awesome time with Jam and Leslie as usual - "... did you know that this bone is connected to this bone?" :) <3

I think my problem is that I care too much.



emily;

God, Disney movies make my world go round.

Pocahontas is love.

"If I never knew you..."

emily;

I refuse to be polluted by rage.

emily;

Wow, haven't been here for a long time. And by long time, I mean approximately a month or so.

Yes, as you can probably tell, I am back from my trip to "the homeland", as James Hong said. It was a crazy three and a half weeks, which I don't think I could possibly describe in a succinct manner. There were just too many aspects. Too many moments of sudden bliss, complete freedom, sickness, exhaustion and surprise. I don't think it was quite how I'd imagine it to be - neither worst nor better.

I missed Sydney. I missed my home, and the people that made it that way. And to think I signed up for a whole semester in another country in my fourth year of study.

Talking about university, I'm kind of worried. Why the hell did I choose combined law in the first place? I think the fact of being able to get in, may have completely tilted my reason and judgement. Come on Emily, you don't even know how to pay bills / anything about property, corporatisation .. and you chose law! What was I thinking ... I just hope I'll like it. Looking through the subjects on offer though, I'm more scared that interested.

Paul Azzi, I hope you have a great time in Newcastle, reaching the dreams which all of us were too scared to dream. Really proud of you :) I'm glad I got to see you all tonight.
p.s. Ben and I are going to ambush you at your apartment, crash there, and then watch the Newcastle Knights play their home games.





'Untitled speech' by Emily Lan Anh Nguyen

I lied to you. Remember how I told you I didn't care about what you told me? The stuff between you and other girls? Well, I lied. I do care. Not because you rule my mind, body, heart and soul, but because it is a constant indication and reminder that I would and will, never be enough for you. You keep telling me that you feel bad about the person you're becoming - about the choices you make and the reasons you make them. I know the person you used to be. There's no point apologising to me, and not doing anything. It's not about what you say, it's about what you do.

xx

jimmi;

Hey people, i entered a photography comp last year and now im like a finalist.
Talk about luck.

http://www.picture.com/voteforme/photovote1.asp?PID=2484995

Vote for my photo so i can win monies.

Love you lots