I scream. You scream. WE ALL FUCKEN SCREAM FOR ICE-CREAM.

HOLA!

(probably used this one already but it seemed appropriate today)

Fellas and birds! As you know summer is fast approaching and I have been trying new outspoken/undiscovered ways to consume/jazz up ice-cream :) The ice-cream I've been working with is Coles' Strawberries and Cream (extra Creamy) for the purpose of this blog but you may use whichever you choose. This method will give you a more textured ice-cream which is a little more enjoyable than the usual 'licky licky on a cone' (also an outlet of boredom).

STEP ONE

Find a snazzy ice-cream glass.
Here I have chosen a stubby one.

STEP DOS

Place two to three ice cubes into the glass.
( Ratio depends on size of glass : size of cube,
the more cubes the icier)

STEP C

Select your ice-cream of choice.
Be sure that it does not force you to
become cross eyed.

STEP IV


Remove a generous amount from
packaging and prepare to transfer.

STEP 5

Concentrate expelling water vapour on
the spoon via exhaling.

STEP PICK UP STICKS

Act like you're four.

STEP 3+4


Consume without offering to others.
You should find crunchy little ice balls
that have formed :)

Other than this worthy discovery I made today, I spent three free periods doing homework and basking in the sweet sweet sun.
I also discovered that my labours at the gym have taken its toll on my body. I know have man calves and squeezable biceps. Yummy. There goes my womanhood.
Oh and I actually took the time to turn on the hair dryer and use a brush!

Keeping you posted - Joanne in the sunshine (L)

Womack!

Hââ-pô!

No, no way! I love school!
Ears for: "Footsteps on the dancefloor" - Womack & Womack

Well howdy boys and girls. I've managed to finally become the school captain, properly this time. I got my sash and everything the other day. Me putting it on the right and wrong way multiple times wasn't a pretty sight but what can you do when you're unco like me. Evidence of that will be up shortly.

Today was once again a beautiful day. I'm not 100% sure that I got a tan but I'd like to think the sun gave me a healthy glow.

You know whats good? Yogurt and ice cream. They're from the same sweet sweet family but you put them together and BAM you have one sexual family reunion.

Does anyone agree that English is terribly tedious at times? The subject I mean, not the language, by God the language is anything BUT tedious. But yes, I gets me cheesed off at times.

Speaking of cheese, Isabel and I spent the afternoon asking each other hypothetical questions relating to the lengths we'd go not to do our Text and Traditions and Chemistry exams. Such a quiz included questions such as:

JO: "Would you rather eat your pinky toe, or do the Chem exam?"
ISABEL: "Okay you went too far. No. NO. NO. no. No. Nooo."
JO: "Just consider it"
ASIAN MAN AT BUSSTOP IN FOOTSCRAZY : " :|"

I'm so sick.

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L)

SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSexuality

ARRU!


Dream a little dream for me.

Hey guys - before I get crackin' about my freaky dream I just wanna say THANKS to Ana, Lauren, Viv and Ezra for making soiree the best with their gorgeous voices. I had so much fun in our like two practices haha.

This week was bloody chaotic with assesments comin' outta my rear. Subject after subject BLEH. I even intentionally hurried home to do homework! But I didn't abandon beloved Facebook oh no.

Okay so last night I had this feral dream. I don't usually remember dreams and if I ever do, I don't dwell on them as intensely as I am right now. So I went to bed at the reasonable time of 11.30 and ofcourse progressed into the multiple stages of sleep. My dream started out with a my friend Anne crouching down at a "dead" snake. She was obviously the culprit with a bat sitting at her side. So I went up to it with the assumption that it was killed for consumption. I pulled a massive butcher's knife out of my black bag and took the snake to my sunroom where I butchered the yellow and black creature into three pieces. And get this, THE PIECES KEPT WRIGGLING. I must have put one of them in my mouth (but I really don't recall it) because later I realised i was chewing on something very very chewing. I spat it out and it was the raw snake which then wriggled off! I felt as if some of it was still stuck in my mouth so I put my hand in my mouth and pulled on what I thought was stuck in my throat. However in doing this, I realised what I was tugging on was my very own tongue which was numb with poison. I walked to the bathroom and looked at my swollen tongue before waking up feeling repulsed.

DOUBLE U TEE HAYTCH RIGHT!?!

I was so scared I looked up some interpretations on the net, some were utter bullshat anyway. I'm not usually afraid of snakes but this was really really bizarre. This interpretation seemed to fit my description the most accurately -

To dream that you are eating a live snake, indicates that u r looking for intimacy or sexual fulfillment. Your life is lacking sensuality & passion. If u vomit or throw up the snake, then it may mean that you are overcompensating for something that is lacking in ur life. You may be rushing into something.

But the description maybe just as bizarre as the dream. Hey man I get all the lovin' I need ;D I'M KIDDING (especially if my sister is reading)

Okay so perhaps I can twist the description to suit my current issues in more ways then one - if all the jazz about sexuality is taken out maybe it would make a little more sense. Mmmm yes I suppose this little passage's predictions are a little more accurate then I'd had hoped.

Dead Fred's bed is red.

Ahlen!

You'll wear those shoes and I'll wear that dress.
Actually they're my shoes so piss off.

So I may have made the recent realization that I love red shoes. They seem to draw attention away from me, something I must have taken into account subconsciously when I purshased them all.

I just came back from K-Mart with a chocolate and a new art folio. Perhaps the most recreational action of my week.

I think if I can get through this week without breaking down (again hahaabahahahahhahahah) then I will buy myself a ... massage....or something.

Oh and congratulations to the 2010 Leadership team that has now just been completed :)

Vice College Captain - Therese Schembri (prodigy child)
House Cup Captain - Mollie Coffey (who can manage to look amazing in our dodgy sports uniform)
Sports Captain - Jasmine Mikovic (cute moving Forges advertisement)
Performing Arts - Anne Lam (my trusty sidekick Lefou)
Liturgy Captain - Cherleen Dejesus (JC's long lost sister)
Social Justice - Linh Huynh (funnest to have Seeds OJ sleep overs with)
Student Action - Frances Gu (the bestest and most evil chocolate seller)

HELLOOOOOO TWENTY TEN TEAM :)

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L)

REVIVE ALIVE SURVIVE HI FIVE

MOINO!

My favourite hair dresser quit. This made me sad.

Hey boyyyysss!

Today I went to get the haircut I've been needing for a gazillion billion years. Yes. I feel so clean and fresh now :) But i got a pimple under my trademark freckle and it hurts. I was so scared it was a melanoma. That would have been scary.

After that i made a little pit stop at an op shop and bought a few things for my Thao and Zab who appreciate good vintage grub. I got myself a pair of shoes and some groovy tops.

Thennnn I made my way to the Revive event where my gorgeous friend Lilet and her dance crew ELUSIVE danced their little hearts out AND IT WAS GOOD in the words of God.

I came home to wash the dishes and cut my finger. Has anyone realised the littlest cuts hurt the most. I didn't mean that metaphorically though it is one to put in the books, but seriously. I have this paper cut from like a week ago and its still givin' me *&$%. Then I just cut my finger with a kanife and it wouldnt stop bleeding so now my finger looks like a fairy floss stick with the homemade bandage on it (sticky tape and cotton balls).

OFF TO DO SOME BELOVED HAYCH DOUBLE YOU.


OH PS. GUESS WHO GOT BDO TICKETS. OOOOOOHHHH YYYYYYEEEEERRRRRR. PROPS TO MY AWESOME SAUCE SISTER FOR DOING THE DIRTY WORK (L)

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L)

Whoopsss

Iepa!


Hey baby.

Hey Noodles!
Yep. Joanne has been a really bad girl and hasn't blogged for the longest while. To be honest I got lazy and forgot at times. But i shall brief over wonderful events that have occurred in the past weeks.

I had a lovely hot chocolate trip with Becker in the city and we did Indie kid things all day. I finally bought jeans - the one thing I dreaded for the past 6 fat years.

I went to Peter and Daminh's 18th which they organized wonderfully! It was the party of the .... year...? Awesome music and atmosphere. They should become party planners :)

I did my Texts 3/4 practice exam :| That was painful.

Ummmmmm and yes! Sorry I have not been very articulate either.

So i'm off to do my art homework and I'll see you soon children!

Keeping you posted - Joanne (L)