December 19, 2009

December 10, 2009

FINALLY!!!

Got my School Certificate marks today! Uber-Happy!

English: BAND 6
Math: BAND 5
Science: BAND 5
Geography: BAND 6
History: BAND 6
Computers: 95/100

♥Aly

December 5, 2009

Like Mother Like Daughter!


Mums blasting German opera at an obscene volume to disrupt the property auction next door...... Times like these assure me we're related! =P

December 4, 2009

That said...

The election of Tony Abbott and Kristina Keneally to office this week makes me ill and fear for the future. =(

Oooo Behold our new car!!!

It's a Suzuki Alto (or as my brother affectionately calls it the boiled egg).


I will blog at some point these holidays, I've so much to tell you all..... Still not feeling bloggish. =(

♥Aly

December 1, 2009

Update:

I will get around to posting about formal and graduation and such, Im just not feeling very bloggy atm.

Weddings Parties Anything : For A Short Time

Sometimes you can say more, in a drunken hour or so
Than some people get across, in a life of lying low.
And sometimes you can feel more, for someone you've barley kissed,
but you don't see it at the time, and the moment that you've missed.

For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.

For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.

There's a photo of your gang, on the night she hung about,
and you're looking like a wag, you've got your fat tongue poking out.
But she's no-where to be seen, you won't spot her anywhere.
It was her who took the picture, you were looking straight at her.

For a short time, she was standing there,
and you saw her, she saw you and you recall the colour of her hair.

For a long time, you never thought of her,
Then you heard she was gone for good,
You might have cried then if you could,
Would have looked foolish if you did, somewhere
The tears are falling in your mind,
For a short time.

Tell me how long is a short time, is it longer than two hours,
Or a bit less than a weekend. Is it shorter than a year?
Is it the time it takes to not complete your business with a person,
With a friend you make in transit,
to a daughter held so dear.