Weasel King [03 May 2006|05:54am] HA. Live Journal. Haven't been here for so so long. It's a strange world. So now all my insanity has a name and it's called bipolar, or manic depression. I have to look back at this journal as a means to understanding myself. Doesn't do much. I don't feel anything much at all. Another wonderful creation. It's called sodium valproate. What they do is pump you full of it, say 2000mgs a day (my dose) and you don't feel anything much at all. So you choose. Hyper manic and blissful (but one step away from inevitable mania and depresson) or this zombie-like state? Meh. I don't really know what is better. Right now my muscles are shaking as they do and my stomach is like a terriblly designed rollercoaster and I feel nothing. I don't mind much. I never went to Spain (which is good because I was on the verge of a mania). Instead I went to Melbourne, endured a full blown mania down here (during which I spent $5000 on nothing, strip clubs and alienated virtually everyone I know) and then sunk into the compulsary post-manic depression. Now back at uni, medicated and stable, with new boyfriend, life and house in tow. Fingers crossed for my sanity. It's going to take a while. 3 comments|post comment

[02 Aug 2005|11:25am] Woo, overseas travel is so soon. I leave on October 15th for London, staying overnight in Tokyo on the way. Then I fly off to Spain to be an au pair for a rich Spanish family. I take care of their children and I live in their beautiful villa in Malaga, and they pay for my food and language classes. I get $150 euro a week on top of that! It's so exciting, I'll come back in June next year and be fluent in Spanish. Europe here I come! 3 comments|post comment

[26 Jun 2005|05:20pm] [ music | Rich - The Yeah Yeah Yeahs ] Jesus. Does anyone in the whole world have a flipping house in Canberra with a freaking spare room? It seems so impossible right now. I am cranky. Also one of the best people in the world is leaving our city forever and my life will be empty empty empty without her. Bye my Bron, you're amazing. One of the best people I've ever met. Jah Bless. post comment

[20 Jun 2005|02:31pm] [ music | Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime- Beck ] This is an exciting day, because I am ill with an awful flu and have lost my voice, and yet I feel so ok! Ok isn't something I'd normally celebrate but in this case it's exceptional. I have laid it all to rest. That is a huge thing and I feel ok! There were some amazing times in the two year space of us. And I fell in love, and that is wonderful, and I am blessed for it. But now I have a friend in place of it, and that is ok. Now I feel like I can relax a little, because this is all ok. Also because some one else is kind of in the picture, and he likes me so much, and that is fun and non commital. Hooray for being young, but definatly not for the flu, it is the devil. post comment

[15 Jun 2005|09:15pm] Everything has gone into reverse. I am back where I begun, miserable in Canberra. Bojan and I are over, really over, with a capital O and full stop. My heart feels like a lead pump and I can't stop eating or crying. I feel backwards and upside and whoops there goes my life. Hehe. Funny how things turn out. 3 comments|post comment

[25 Jan 2005|02:13pm] [ mood | indifferent ] [ music | The Shins - New Slang ] Melbourne is degenrating rapidly, whil I am doing the opposite. Or is it the other way around? I have a full scholarship for Melbourne Uni. This means no Hecs fees, ever, at all, and a $2000 a year allowance. It's a bit awesome. Still, it is tricky to find motivation. I chose my courses, dropping the law side of things for a straight Arts degree. How very typical of me. Here's to no career! I am doing Russian, Music History, History and Philosophy of Science (Astronomy!!), and Theatre. It is overwhelming and exciting and everything I want and everything I don't. Hoorah. We have a new house which we are moving into next Monday. It is beautiful, big open rooms and stained glass windows and a vegie patch and a lemon tree. Built in wardrobes and fire places. A band room, a big shed, a dream home. With dream housemates, Bojo and Sam. We are renting out another room so if you are male, a music lover and don't mind finding marajuana plants estled among the tomatos ad pumpkins in our vegie patch (Sam's idea) the rent is $70 a week. After a short stint of anti-depressants I feel acceleratingly angsty and split in my emotions. One word: emo. Extremely emo. The drugs were pleasantly numbing, but I ended up so ill and nauseus and sleepy and vomiting and yuck that it had to stop. Conclusion: doctors are evil, evil creatures. I have to go to work and I don't want to at all, not one iota of want in this girl, although I can't afford to live without work. Poo poo, wee wee, bum snack. But seeing The Shins on the 10th, yayayay. And Julia is visiting this weekend. Although I'm not going to the Big Day out anymore, sorry bunny. But we will have fun all the same. I forgot how entertainingly emo a Live Journal can be. 5 comments|post comment

[04 Nov 2004|11:50am] Greetings from Melbourne!!! I have been here an entire month now, and only have ten minutes to write a flurried entyr before I start a new job. In this time I have seen amazing music, including my new fave band The Drones, as well as Little Birdy, Evermore, Missy Higgins, Dan Kelly and The Alpha Males, ahhh music music music. I have also had four different jobs- including awful awful telemarketing, where I had to lie to poor retiring pensioners about their money... I was fired from that one for being 'too honest'. Now I am starting as a barista/waitress at a bookshop cafe and it is lovely. Back to Canberra in a month, where I can frock up for the formal and turn 18, and I'd better see you all at my party. Farewell from Brunswick I MISS YOU ALL post comment

[22 Sep 2004|04:08pm] CLAIRE'S FAREWELL Friday October 1st The Phoenix @ 11pm, so all you underage punters can sneak in... aka me. Come, my friends, and say goodbye... I will miss you... and all my strange never seen Canberra livejournaloids should say hi also... because it is fun. 1 comment|post comment

[22 Sep 2004|04:01pm] Awful dingy Garema place internet booth. Warcraft and Diablo posters over the walls. This is a place my brothers would adore... because dad turned the internet off, and now we are all doomed to reject our lives as cyber geeks for... um.. normality. At least I am wearing a beautiful swishing black dress that makes my boobs look perky, and a cool green cardigan thingy, and I feel good. Also, at least I can talk now, hoorah, no more lishp for me- hehe maybe just a little. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JULIA, aka the lovely ghoulash, and we can drink cocktails and bitch drinks and celebrate your 19-ness in approximately 56 minutes, I adore you dear, and hopeyou like my pressies... mix cd and Dr Karl book and funky earrings... Dr Karl is awesome, I have every single book he has written... Only two awful weeks of workedness and Canberra to go, and then hello Melbourne!!! post comment

[13 Sep 2004|09:12pm] Increasingly awful bad sad moods. Golly I'm unhappy right now. Even spending time with lovely fun people like Med and Julia doesn't help. Also, my awful vanity doesn't help either. I made the decision to get lingual braces. These are braces that sit behind your teeth. No unsightly metal folks. Instead, an awful speech impedement that sounds not unlike Down's Syndrome. I got them today and they are absolutely awfully painful. And I cannot talk. All I can to is lisp. How will this work in a resturant? Hi guysh, howsh it going. Can I get you any drinksh? I AM A LOSER NOW. My vanity has backfired. Maybe I want to fall off a cliff, or something. This has added to current unhappiness. I am going to go and cry now. 4 comments|post comment

[10 Sep 2004|11:54pm] ALSO all your mofos have to come to my last gig EVER in our fair capital, I am not sure when it is but twill be at the Phoenix with the lovely Eileen Fransisco plus others to be announced. Twill also be free free free. Cmon guys, one day I'll be on the cover of FHM magazine!!!! FHM!!! I have discovered html, can everybody tell? 4 comments|post comment

[10 Sep 2004|11:45pm] Usually work is awful and stressy and tonight was no exception, and I was pretty cranky because it was flat out busy. Some of the people there are awful and mean, and this makes me miserable. But tonight there was a lovely moment. I did a favour for one waiter and set his table for him a few times even though it wasn't my section because we were so so busy, and he slipped me a piece of paper and I was grumpy and he walked away and I was all grr - stupid idiot giving me extra orders. I opened it up and it said - thanks for the help beautiful, your a star. He spelt it 'your' and I am pretty pedantic about puncutation and the like but it was so lovely and sweet and made my night, and I am an awful terrible monster because I don't even recall his name!!! post comment

[10 Sep 2004|05:22pm] Now I am absolutely desperate to get money, so if anyone wants a blow job... hehehe 100% kidding, even though apparently I have blow job lips (I will remind EVERYONE of this forever as I am proud. If anyone wants a Tim Curry signed print from Rocky Horror or a Wilem Dafoe signed print from Spiderman (both with certs of authenticity) or a Beatles clock or some black knee high lace up Docs from my punk days offer some dollars and you can have them. I need money, lots of it and if there are odd jobs or baby sitting or anything I can do for you, please let me know and I will for cash. I sound like an awful cheap prostitute. Oh golly. 10 comments|post comment

[10 Sep 2004|05:17pm] Ah long time no write. One angsty lovey week in Melbourne. Tis funny how dramatic I am hehe. Everything turns into a soap opera. But we went to the museum and out on the town and it was fun, and Bojan is spunky as always, even if he does farm poor little piglets. Also got my results. Came third in English, woohoo. Also this in Drama. Lowered my average a little over the board, which was irratating, but I figure that I excelled in what I love, and it is all ok. To quote Modest Mouse, I will float on. post comment

[28 Aug 2004|08:58am] Because there are people who are pushed over, people who cannot handle things, and they resort to awful measures. Like a friend of mine who decided she didn't want to live anymore earlier this week. She tried to end it all by popping a million pills before slitting her wrists in her bath. She only lived because her mother walked in on her. The blood was scarlet. Now her insides are a mess, she is sick and sad, and will have scars for the rest of her life... internal and external. The lesson here is that things aren't all bad. I am taking her out in a week for a day of girly fun, and I am not going to complain once, because my life really is not that bad. It is amazing that she is alive. She is amazing. post comment

[28 Aug 2004|08:55am] Last day is DONE!!! I feel better, although I still have a blasted 3500 word essay due. I am happy for the following reasons: P's and a car make transportation happy (albeit expensive), I have caught on at work, I have some cool friends who maybe care about me which is lovely, I got drunker than a monk last night and I still am a little floaty, and I am going to Melbourne tomorrow for a little while, and in a little while forever. I am sad for a few reasons too, but my new life oath is not to complain anymore. 2 comments|post comment

[27 Aug 2004|11:39am] I'm pretty mad. I am trying to be understanding but I am angry. When you try and work and worry about something only to get a big fat F.U. in response, it makes you angry. I am driving like a maniac. Muscles are pretty tense. It is all only because I care. So so angry. Also a little sad, as this is my last school day of my life. Everyone is being kind, and I feel like shit. Whinge whinge whinge. I don't mind much, although I have a good lot of friends over here. It is nice to be around them today. Stinking work tonight and tomorrow and the next day, and then Melbourne way to see someone who I am pretty mad at, although perhaps I should be more tolerant, but golly I'm upset. 4 comments|post comment

[25 Aug 2004|11:07pm] Why does no one read or comment on my journal?????? I hate everyone lol. No I love you in a wicked way, just be my friends, please. 7 comments|post comment

Ladies of the Night [25 Aug 2004|11:01pm] L-R Scraggy, Dopey, Slutty or Bron, Claire, and Gill 2 comments|post comment

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