when i wish i was the flash

on the corner of ferntree gully road & princess highway stood a blondhaired midtwenties lady with a sheet of white cloth, waving it at passing motorists.

'beer money needed. please donate'

make poverty history concert

no cameras allowed. i KNEW i should have smuggled in mine inbetween some clothes.

great night, awesome company, loads of people and EVERMORE! how did i get so crazy over a single band? probably because of anita. you got me hooked!

but a friend did get a camera in so no fear! there will be photos coming up sometime in the near future, but obviously, not right about now.

when we got into line, i realised that i had left the tickets stuck on my wardrobe door. bad mistake. dan drove them all the way into the city for us (thankyouthankyouthankyou!!) just in time for the line to start moving. phew!

the night was cool but with people all around, a jacket was not neccessary. neets & i jumped around, sang along, shimmied and waved our glowsticks in the air with gusto when evermore came on, when jet chewed gum, when eskimo joe had red wine (not literarily, of course! who could forget the drunk bob evans?) and played with black fingernails. we conserved energy between bands, ate eggandmayo sandwiches, tried untying jonesy's laces without him noticing, tried tying rickshaw's laces together faster than he can undo them, slept (yes, we slept) and got lost in the crowd trying to find our way back to base camp.

in all, it was a fun night which i would do again if given the opportunity. well, i'll smuggle my camera in the next time i do this sort of thing.

will update with photos when i get them from jonesy.

love letter

it is great seeing you again. we talk as if it was yesterday i saw you last, as if no time has passed. it seemed natural for us to pick up where we left off, dual tasking as we talk, laugh and sympathise. sometimes, it seems our situations have pulled us further apart when we're not together but tonight, it feels like we're closer than ever.

i really wish i could see you more often. msn can be interpreted in so many different ways. a phone call is never the same. emails are so impersonal and handwritten letters don't quite convey how i feel.

i hope you keep me in mind when we're on different ends of the earth. i'll keep you in mine.

another year older

i have never been sung 'happy birthday' to so many times before. how many times, you ask. four in three days. FOUR!! wow. it so happens that my church celebrated its fifty-fifth anniversary today as well. and i'm really really glad that it was not 'happy birthday to church AND DEB!'

i had a really great time at my birthday party last night. this was the first party i've organised without help from my parents. i co-organised it with a really good friend and it was great! and with all great parties, there is a theme and mine was childhood ambitions. most people dressed up but i was disappointed with the ones that didn't. great night nonetheless. prizes did go to the best dress genders (or ones that i thought made the most effort).

an early start (8am) to the day and the constant motion all day left me utterly exhausted towards the end of the night. falling asleep on the couch with everyone still around was kind of my highlight (obviously sarcasticly speaking). i only woke up to say my goodbyes before going back to sleep for the rest of the night.

it was a full day today. another early start to celebrate my church's fifty-fifth anniversary. it was an extended service and i didn't pay any attention to the preacher at all. i was minding the cd's with the guys and we had a good chat on relationships from the opposite gender's perspective. this just reminded me i have to get the cd.

i had two cups of coffee today to keep awake. one instant coffee to make it through the morning & a short black after lunch to last me the rest of the day. worked pretty well. i'm wide awake now and my contacts irritation levels are slowly creeping up.

supper was with people i don't normally hang out with (with exception of you, cinderella) and it was good. i got to know a few people a little better. worked out well since all twentyfive of us wouldn't have fitted into the ultrasmall vietnamese 'restaurant' we all wanted to go to in the first place.

the night ended with me unable to keep my eyes open as i type this.