<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:10:41.580+02:00</updated><title type='text'>(¯´.·¸¸.¤ ªMelissa's Blog ª¤.¸¸.·´¯)</title><subtitle type='html'>Side effects may include: dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, water retention, painful rectal itch, hallucination, demensia, psychosis, coma, death, and halitosis. Reading this is not for everyone. Consult your doctor before use.
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106715957126063647</id><published>2003-10-26T11:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T11:12:55.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I watched the Italian Job last night, (very good I must add!), and I just love this one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you ask someone how they are doing, and the answer "fine", remember what "fine" stands for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;. - &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;reaked-Out, &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;nsecure, &lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;eurotic and &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;motional &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D You gotta love it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Some other cute acros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt;A.C.T.I.O.N. - Any Change Toward Improving One's Nature &lt;br /&gt;B.A.R. - Beware Alcohol, Run &lt;br /&gt;C.I.A. - Catholic Irish Alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;D.E.N.I.A.L. - Don't Even Notice I Am Lying &lt;br /&gt;G.A.Y.S. - Go Ask Your Sponsor &lt;br /&gt;G.O.D - Good Orderly Direction. &lt;br /&gt;G.O.D. - Group Of Drunks &lt;br /&gt;P.H.D. - Poor Helpless Drunk&lt;br /&gt;P.M.S . - Poor Me Syndrome &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, had a fleeting thought with the "fine" statement, and this is sortta based on something I've always believed, that people are fundemental liars. They never tell you exactly what they are feeling, and they'll say what they want you to hear. ... Well atleast that's what I do :P And I honestly don't think I'm alone in this. Don't get me wrong, I mean there are still those close few that people will say how they are feeling, or what they are feeling, and be honest about it, but that doesn't happen very often with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I wanna conclude, that over all, you can't really trust people and what they say they are feeling or what they say their emotions are... call me untusting, pessimistic, overall-negative=towards-the-human-race, or whatever, but it's just a current opinion :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106715957126063647?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106715957126063647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106715957126063647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106715957126063647' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106655426023935659</id><published>2003-10-19T11:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T11:04:20.383+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bïrthdåy Fun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooer, there’s no cremesoda or ironbrew ANYWHERE in this house… and I got a mild hangover :P Quite annoying, now I’ll have to wait it out, aww well &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Tamaryn’s (one of Chris’s friends) BDay last night, quiet party, but nice overall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool was the fact that my one friend, Sarah, I have Communication Research with her, was there ^_^ She’s friends with Tamaryn *giggles* I thought that to be pretty f**king funny :P Yet another connection in the background that links Chris and I up :P (like for example, when we were broken up, we were both friends with Wayne, and didn’t know the other was friends with him, and that’s just the one example of where we had mutual acquaintances without knowing it *giggles* sometimes I think I’m the butt of some cosmic joke… but I’m enjoying the ride non-the-less :) Anyway, back to the party, it was decent, there were even like 20 puppies there ^_^ Very cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOooer! Maroon 5 - Harder to Breathe!! I heard this at the flea market! I was busy tropping around, then this came on the little music system they have there ^_^ Oooer, I was so shocked! These guys I don’t think made it very big, I’ve been listening to them for yonks now, but yeah, I don’t think I’ve heard it played anywhere before ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooer, I got a little sticker thingy that goes on the back of a cell phone that lights up and sparkles with lights every time I get/make a phonecall or SMS ^_^ tis awesome! It’s obviously powered by the radiation that’s coming off of the phone, so I’m guessing there’s quite a lot,  and it isn’t exactly the most comforting thing, but I still think it’s funky. Now I’ll know how much radiation I’m giving and receiving all the time ^_^ very awesome :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106655426023935659?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106655426023935659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106655426023935659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106655426023935659' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106596111082053333</id><published>2003-10-12T14:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T14:18:30.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Love and marriage... go together like a horse and carriage&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay, here’s that one thing that was on my mind that I said I’d put in here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last week, a conversation was started whereby the topic came up that quite a few people are getting married really young these days. O_o  Okay, I’m sure I’ve mentioned my stand point on marriage like a bigglion times, but yeah, I don’t get it. it seems that there are people that want to get married off at a young age. Without mentioning any names, there’s one individual that I know of who wants to get married like as soon as they graduate from University and have little kiddies. O_o And I’m sure I’ve mentioned my loathing for the idea of having children like a biggilion times too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to get this out of my head, cause I swear, these things are like the most foreign concepts to me! I mean, lets tackle the marriage things first. Okay, so like I believe, that if you are going to get married, you should at least have a secure life behind you. Like a secure, well paying job, so if need be, you can support yourself securely, as well as if need be, support your partner. But I think more the earlier one, as in my family, and what I now think will happen, unless if there is something that can prove it otherwise, is that once you get married, you will get divorced a couple years down the line. You can go from a really happy marriage, loving each other fully, but you’ll get divorced, and then you’ll be miserable ^_^ isn’t that just delightful? :P Okay, so now with this person that wants to get married early… from what I’ve seen, all the people in my family that got married in their early 20s, they tend to get divorced. Now this’ll just be dumb, especially since you wouldn’t have had much work experience or enough work to have a secure job so that you could support yourself completely, as well as most likely buy your then ex-spouse a house, car, and their new fluffy (as I’ve seen it usually to work out as O_o ) a new wardrobe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now onto the scrawling brats, I mean,  kiddies. Okay, if anything I said is to be the truth, and the least likely to change (for example, as I keep on saying, one of these days, I’m going to get &lt;i&gt;tricked&lt;/i&gt; into getting married! :P ) but the kiddies, ARGH! But I’ll be nice and entertain the thought *shudder* for a while. So lets say if you have this sudden urge to mix your genetics with someone else, to have a little you running around. Now okay, you have the kiddies, that’s okay,  I guess. Like, happiness, you and your spouse of choice, now have a little ball of flesh as proof of how much you love each other, and in this child, ,you have both put a lot of time and energy in to bring up and call your own. So in other words, if you have a kid, you’re really stuck, you own life ends, and then you start living for the child, (that is of course, if you have any maternal or parental instincts). Now for someone to want to do this really early on in their life is a little disturbing, this means that you are going to be spending a great deal of your early adult years, raising a child of all things! Not going out and living, not having a fun great time, no, you’re gonna be on permanent babysitting duty. O_o I dunno, it just seems like tying yourself down for life like that is so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Also, as it turns out that I’m finding this quite amusing is that in many cases,  it is the female of the relationship that wants something like that for them to live their lives in such a manner. They want to have the early marriage and have the kiddies, and interestingly enough, all the guys I’ve spoken to hate this, and really don’t want anything to do with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mismatched ideals I suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if you really love your significant other, you don’t need a piece of paper to prove you love eachother, or want to spend the rest of your life with them. By all means, ,go ahead and do it, if that’s what you really want, but yeah, that’s just my thoughts on the matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106596111082053333?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106596111082053333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106596111082053333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596111082053333' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106555994272362177</id><published>2003-10-07T22:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T22:54:14.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I've read this like four times today, thought I'd share it:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Why is the measure of love loss? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't rained for three months. The trees are prospecting underground, sending reserves of roots into the dry ground, roots like razors to open any artery water-fat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grapes have withered on the vine. What should be plump and firm, resisting the touch to give itself in the mouth, is spongy and blistered. Not this year the pleasure of rolling blue grapes between finger and thumb juicing my palm with musk. Even the wasps avoid the thin brown dribble. Even the wasps this year. It was not always so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of a certain September: Wood pigeon Red Admiral Yellow Harvest Orange Night. You said, "I love you." Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? "I love you" is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say it we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them. I did worship them but now I am alone on a rock hewn out of my own body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALIBAN &lt;br /&gt;You taught me language and my profit on't is I know how to curse. The red plague rid you For learning me your language. &lt;br /&gt;Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will break out in tongues of praise, the high note that smashes the glass and spills the liquid. It is no conservationist love. It is a big game hunter and you are the game. A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep changing? I shall call myself Alice and play crocket with the flamingoes. In Wonderland everyone cheats and love is Wonderland isn't it? Love makes the world go round. Love is blind. All you need is love. Nobody ever died of a broken heart. You'll get over it. It'll be different when we're married. Think of the children. Time's a great healer. Still waiting for Mr. Right? Miss Right? and maybe all the little Rights? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the clichés that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise then would I call it love? It is so terrifying, love, that all I can do is shove it under a dump bin of pink cuddly toys and send myself a greetings card saying `Congratulations on your Engagement'. But I am not engaged I am deeply distracted. I am desperately looking the other way so that love won't see me. I want the diluted version, the sloppy language, the insignificant gestures. The saggy armchair of clichés. It's all right, millions of bottoms have sat here before me. The springs are well worn, the fabric smelly and familiar. I don't have to be frightened, look, my grandma and grandad did it, he in stiff collar and club tie, she in white muslin straining a little at the life beneath. They did it, my parents did it, now I will do it won't I, arms outstretched, not to hold you, just to keep my balance, sleepwalking to that armchair. How happy we will be. How happy everyone will be. And they all lived happily ever after. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Jeanette Winterson: Written on the Body &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106555994272362177?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106555994272362177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106555994272362177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106555994272362177' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106506805055339859</id><published>2003-10-02T06:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T06:14:10.523+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GHA! I did it AGAIN! *cringe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, with a little chat I was having with Jonny the other day, he asked me something on the lines of “Do you love Chris?” or something like, “You two love each other, right?” … well you get the point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my only response was, “I like him lots!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago Ian asked if I loved Chris, and I said, “Well… define love!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without giving away too much of the plot line, Chris basically asked me this one time about if I figured we were going to still be together quite a while into the future, my reply, “*shrug* Maybe”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a bad GF!!&lt;br /&gt;*cringes quietly in corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, I mean, with Chris, I feel loved, which is pretty cool,  I could safely say that he at least likes me lots too. But, I mean I’ll say to Chris that I love him, and he really does make me happy (for some strange odd reason :P ), but when it comes to saying I love him to other people, even to those like my close friends, I change the topic. *cringes again* So I think I’ve concluded that I sortta love him. But not so much that I’d give myself wholly to him, at least not any time soon, &lt;b&gt;maybe&lt;/b&gt; in the far FAR future yes, but not now. This makes sense, and works for the way that I live my life, especially with my upcoming thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking about it, and I know this is going to sound all mellow dramatic and shallow, and serious drama-full, but sometimes I think it’s easier to live this life with a small void in my heart, like that painful feeling you get whenever you don’t have someone to call your own I guess (anyone who has spent many long periods of time single and wanting, will know of this_. You know what I mean, like when you feel like your heart is really really empty. I think some people should have atleast at some point in their lives felt this. Well yeah, I for some reason have a need to keep that with me at all times (have I mentioned I’m weird?). And this isn’t a recent thing either. I think I’ve been like this for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking about this at dinner last night, and I guess it makes sense in some really f**ked up way. In any relationship, when it comes to an end, someone lands up getting really hurt. It’s a fact. Simple as that, and there’s no denying it either! Even if you two are really happy together, and you get married (with my experience with any and about all marriages) you’ll land up divorced and depressed in no time at all (Yup, that’s me, the eternal optimist! :P )/ But even if it doesn’t come to a divorce, but just an ordinary run of the mill break-up, and if you’ve committed yourself whole fully with all your being, and really truly loved someone, it’s really a heartbreak when you have to part with them, ,and that my friends, really truly, blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to me being a bad GF part, I’ve realised that I’ve been keeping at least a small (to relatively moderately HUGE) part of me detached. Which I guess in itself is pretty petty, being to scared to love, in the fear of one day getting hurt, that I guess I’m missing out on something fantastic that could be happening in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smacks self on hand* band GF, BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and just as a disclaimer, although it &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; seem that I &lt;b&gt;might&lt;/b&gt; think that Chris and I are in trouble as a couple, that isn't the case, and things are pretty much as happy as they can be at the moment :) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think that’s all I wanna share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The greatest thing, you’ll ever learn, is to LOVE, and be loved in return” :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106506805055339859?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106506805055339859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106506805055339859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106506805055339859' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106486747228219657</id><published>2003-09-29T22:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T22:31:12.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Odd People&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, figured today was a good a day as any to comment on something that sorrta struck a cord with me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, right now I don’t really care who I offend, or what not, so go a head and yell at me if you want, I’ll stick head fast to my convictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it seems, Jeanette voiced her opinion about the fact that Richard spends time with his friends. Friends that he’s had since high school, namely, Me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Richard is someone who I consider a what, a friend, that’s right. And what do you do with your friends? You hang out with them, that’s correct. HOWEVER, it seems that Jeanette is jealous of me. or moreso the fact that Richard dares to spend time with his friend – me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean WHAT THE FUCK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely someone is free to spend time with their friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean we were sitting in the computer labs, and Richard and I were sitting next to each other as we always do. And Jeanette, from coming into the lab a long while after we had sat down landed up only getting a seat on the other side of the lab. Something that just happens. You sit wherever you can get a seat in front of a free computer. Okay, so Richard and I aren’t exactly the quietest creature on the planet, we’ll laugh and make a raucous from the one corner of the labs that’ll be so loud that the finance department downstairs could hear us *evil grin* So yeah, if we go on a giggle fest, it can be heard by all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Jeanette and Richard landed up emailing each other because they couldn’t talk to each other, pretty sweet I guess. Then, with one email Jeanette sent, she attached a document with some code in it, numbers and figures and some plain text, but still in code. There were some things that were normal sentences, like the ending: I could &lt;b&gt;KILL&lt;/b&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started decrypting it pronto. Sounded serious, and her being a friend and all, I guess we wanted to help if we could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, long story short, after a long while, Richard had left and come back to the labs and had more or less figured out the code (started out with cracking the vowels), and I more or less helped him finish the rest. It turned out that she seemed to be psychotically jealous that we had been laughing together in the labs. So much so that she had dispaled physical symptoms of not liking this whole setup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I sortta fell sorry for Richard, he somehow knows how to pick the nutty ones. (once again,  after today, I don’t care who I offend really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, the fact that it turns out that she said she’s “feeling so jealous [she] could &lt;b&gt;KILL&lt;/b&gt;!!!” is worrying me a tincey little bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I’m sorry, as per usual, no one EVER gets away with threatening me or my friends, so I pretty much told everyone I know *evil grin* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I phoned up Chris and told him about it, we had a good laugh, he made me feel a little better about it ^_^ He’s seriously the optimist out of the two of us ^_^ I wuv it to pieces :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, that was just something I had to get off my chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty good idea of how this all is going to play out, but I don’t want to sound an alarm just to soon, or at all. As I’ve experienced in the past, sometimes it’s best just not to interfere with what is meant to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll be there when the point comes, and I’ll quietly go, “I told you so” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106486747228219657?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106486747228219657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106486747228219657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106486747228219657' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106462283577889167</id><published>2003-09-26T02:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-27T02:33:55.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things better left unsaid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I heard something a little while ago that got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just first off, I’d like to plead my case. Now when it comes to just about anything, within a matter of moments (there are a couple moments in a second IMO), I can find connections to something that weren’t already there. For example, Jonny said that Rachel is no doubt going to grow up looking like me… couple minutes later he said Rachel sortta looks like Manie… I took a little offence to this. Even though there was like a couple statements difference between those two statements, I made a connection, and therefore, indirectly, he said I looked like Manie! *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that isn’t really what is bugging me, there was something else that happened over the space of like the whole day I guess, and coupled with some other non-related statements, I’d have to admit that Chris pretty much really hurt my feelings today :( It’s nothing to worry about, it’s no doubt me just being over emotional (Cancerians are “fun”)  But still, I guess there are a couple things I’m going to have talk to him about. Now for me to be making a fuss over something like this, means that it must’ve hit a nerve, which I guess it did *shrugs* one of the kak things about when I let my guard down (as in me being opposed to my usual thing, of being pretty much unemotional internally - *giggles* sometimes the forever happy things is an act I’m afraid to admit), and then I get all over analytical about shit… tis bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it sortta got me thinking about some stuff, besides the obvious issues I’ve recently developed :P But seriously, how much weight can actually be put on words people say? I mean, lets say if you’re blabbering about topic XYZ,  now the words that you use, without really having had like a couple minutes to think about what to say, so it’s just like your straight subconscious as it were, coming out and talking. You generally haven’t had that much time to think things through, like how they are going to effect anything in the future. More importantly, it’s your true emotions on subjects that are coming through. Words are powerful things, and I know for one that I have a tendency of f**cking up royally when talking about some things, and in the past, I’ve gotten either very emotional about some things, or I’ve just made a tit out of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like, for me, some topics (and I know I’m about to break this rule, but it’s not in a conversation, and I wanna make a point… so yeah,  don’t point that out to me :P ) that I’ve personally banned myself from initiating conversation about is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, the one and only person I could say that I really truly loved, *no names shall be mentioned*. I can’t really say much about it, because I *just* started writing about everything, and filled like a page, so deleted that, it’s something that I really don’t think I’d like to make public, especially since most of my close friends don’t know the facts, it’s a little insensitive to blurt it all out here. But to sum it up, I think that with one little thing that happened,  that changes my life for a great deal… put me in one hell of a depression for a good part of high-school (year – 2000, grd11 / Std9) so yeah, nasty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Second thing I hate having to talk about, is marriage. ARGH! *bangs head on table* I don’t know what it is about it, but I get that having to spend your life with someone you care deeply for, and making a life out of it, a happy one at that, must be the most awesome thing. But yeah, I’ve got issues coming out my ears, biggest thing is that I honestly think that I’m going to eventually get divorced… and that to me is like the ultimate rejection, get married, say a bizzilion vows in front of your deity of choice, and then, after who knows what, you land up splitting… *shudders* that I don’t think I could handle. So in my head, if I don’t get married, I don’t ever have to get divorced! :D A pretty milk toast theory, but it gets me by. The reason I don’t like talking about that in detail, is because most people don’t accept that at face value (there are lots of more factors involved, trust me), and they try and dig and find a reason :’( Then I get upset… never fun! That and whoever I’m involved with at the time, tends to get a little upset, or might take it personally… that leads to fights, and then this reminds me about that one time Ryan and I had a fight about all that :( Wait, no, we actually had a couple fights about it, granted I had this thing of not wanting to really talk about it before him, but he just reinforced it.&lt;br /&gt;A third thing I never talk about, ,is RPG things… I’m a little obsessed,  I have a million theories and ideas about it all, but keep them all to myself… don’t want people&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I don’t like talking about ex-es… (like exes from like over a year ago) It’s the past, it’s over and done with, I don’t see the point about having to get into in-depth conversations about them… you’d be surprised the amount of stories people do this sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm… I can’t really think of much else… I’m a little tired ATM, I’ll no doubt add to this at a later stage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the point of all this... I'm not sure if people actually think about what they are saying, or if they blurt out what they want, when they want. I sometimes wonder if other people make these ridiculous connections with what statements they say, and catch themselves out or not *shrugs* Or if I'm the only one that accidently falls over all these instances where people say a couple things, I'll get them linked up, pass judgement, and get hurt O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106462283577889167?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106462283577889167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106462283577889167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106462283577889167' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106449750192033025</id><published>2003-09-25T15:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T15:45:01.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun... and Travis is a nut :P We laughed, we cried, and generally had a good time, and heck, I even got to see inside his car and make fun of it ^_^ :P Seriously, you should see the back seat, it's a complete mess, it's worse than my room! There's an assortment of balls, bats, bags and tools there, it's frightening. We also had a lekker long chat about relationships ^_^ That was pretty cool. We hardly ever do that anymore, but it's cool that we sortta got caught up to speed. I always miss that sometimes, having a good 'ol gossip session ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Jaco, he had this pretty good chance with this one chick, but ling story short, she broke up with her BF, then got back together with him like 2 days later *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tis all, I'm busy on my next two projects, those being for Information Science and Informatics *pulls at hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Whenever someone thinks that they can replace SSL/SSH with something much better that they designed this morning over coffee, their computer speakers should generate some sort of penis-shaped sound wave and plunge it repeatedly into their skulls until they achieve enlightenment."  &lt;a href="http://www.mit.edu:8008/bloom-picayune/crypto/14238"&gt;Peter Gutmann &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106449750192033025?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106449750192033025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106449750192033025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106449750192033025' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106443328523706500</id><published>2003-09-24T21:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T21:54:44.640+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yay!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the project will be done on time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done all I can, I'm adding more ramblings to the lit review, I'm getting Jeanette to edit it all... that'll be her input, and alot of work, there's a lot for her to work through, especially since I want her finished by early Saturday so we can meet and get it all sorted out. Also I have a feeling I'm gonna get stuck doing some touch ups to the work that has been done so far. Anyway, yeah, I'll cross that bridge when I get there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Fight Club for the first time today! ^_^ *giggles* Damn it's such a dick flick, but I found it pretty good, I like the subliminal stuff in it, like 1 frame flashes of pictures of Jack and Tyler together... ^_^ That was REALLY funny. I spoke to Joco about it, and he was surprised I picked it up, becuase he only saw all that like the third time he watched it ^_^ *is happy as a button* ... (don't ask about that). I also saw the end of Dumb and Dumberer ^_^ weird movie, AND I watched Dream Catcher (I really liked that movie!) So yeah, I got lots done today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. what else... oh yeah, yesterday I was in a miserable mood, but I'm doing better today :) Just still in a lot of pain, I seriosly need some rain in my life! :( I swear, when it starts to rain cats and dogs, even though the power here will no doubt cut cause we are on a grid from like the Eighteenth century, and if a pigeon sneezes, it goes out, I'll be so happy cause I will physically start to feel better :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  tis all,  I go now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Creates a rich thick lather... sort of like rabies."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106443328523706500?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106443328523706500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106443328523706500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106443328523706500' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106435452599539126</id><published>2003-09-24T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T00:02:06.143+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>^_^ I'm in such a crappy mood ^_^&lt;br /&gt;:) I'm trying to pretend I'm happy so that I can trick myself into believing I'm happy :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's working ^_^ Pity though, I thought I was doing pretty alright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I'm sortta happy I came back to this little blog :) it's been such a long while since I've played in it! ^_^ (okay, now I'm getting in a better mood) I mean, this is like my little hole where I can hide, because I think most people have forgotten about it, so here I hide all alone ^_^ Tis making me happy... I'm such an odd little child sometimes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, tis all I wanted to say,  that and I'm in pain again O_o me-sa wants some RAIN! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin now... promise :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106435452599539126?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106435452599539126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106435452599539126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106435452599539126' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106431959847736045</id><published>2003-09-23T14:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T14:19:58.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I NEED A HUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106431959847736045?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106431959847736045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106431959847736045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106431959847736045' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106414093729885011</id><published>2003-09-21T00:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T12:48:37.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I've been busy with my love project, and I've discovered something rather disturning about myself... I now have evidence I have some deep set issues I might have to see to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So firstly, one must understand that you get different attachemnt styles: Secure (normal one), Avoidant (one tends to distance themselves from loved ones... reasons for this are varied), and Anxious (having to know where the loved one is at all times, being close to make sure there is security in the person's life).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now obviously, onw would assume that on the whole, most people would fit into one catagory, or atleast have a second category close by, but still not all overpowering that you can't tell the difference, but just like having a main style, and then having an underlying tone of another one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But me, oh no, I have to have all three! Like secure has a score of 45, avoidant - 44, and anxious - 43. *giggles* no wonder I don't wanna get married. :) Either that, or I still have some sort of deep set issue with what happened with something that happened years ago that's affects me still... but that would just be lame. But yeah,  that's my tramua of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then love styles, one gets Eros - Passion, Mania - intencity, Ludus - Player, Pragma - Practical, Stroge - friendship, Agape - Selflessness. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also interviewed Chris about all of this, and with his results, it seems we are pretty suited for eachother.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a secure attachment, which is good I guess since I'm mostly one too (even though with the other results it doesn't matter much) so I guess he'll put up with me with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the love styles, there seems to be only one huge difference, Chris bases his love on practical situations (in other words, he chooses who he's with VERY carefully,  more or less planning his life before he commits or gets gets involved with anyone... so I guess that's a good thing for me :P ), while I have keep the practical side of choosing a partner as one of my lower requirements. But my highest measurement of reasons why I love is based on friendship, there has to be some sort of connection with the person before I'd land up getting involved with them, while Chris dear has that has his lowest requirement as to why he'd get involved with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the rest, being passionate, selflessness (giving ourselves for our partner), being a wee bit obsessed, (and with being a player is way down on the scale of the way that we love), are pretty much exactly the same ^_^ So I think that's pretty amusing :) But yeah, another interesting differnce is my one question "How long do you think people should date before getting married?" I say about four years. I mean, if I'm gonna get married to someone, I wanna make sure I know what I'm getting myself into! With all the divorces and such in my family, I REALLY don't want that to happen to me (now the truth comes out to my fear of marriage), which Chris said it should be around a year of dating before hand for you to realise whether or not you really love someone, and if it doesn't happen then, then love's not likely to happen ever. Interesting I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggles* Also when he was over, he went through my results, ooo, I've been labeled the eternal pessimist! :P For example, "I believe true love does not exist" I put an 8... I honestly don't think it exists. Don't get me wrong, I really care deeplu for Chris, and he makes me happy and all that, but having to identify what love trully is, and then have a template to apply to all people.. I think it's impossible to find one true love style or entity that you can relate to and say, "Hey! That's me! I'm in true love!". Love is so subjective, it means different things to different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, with fearing that the person I'm close to is going to leave me, or doesn't really love me, Chris is seems very secure with the relationship, he doesn't see me going anywhere with anyone, at all! Which I guess is a good thing :)  Me on the other hand, my oath! I am terrified that whomever I'm with is going to leave me, or they don't really love me, and they are just with me because they think they should be kind to someone for a bit... as you can see, I have great self confidence! :P Seriously, I don't know what it is, but Chris and I spoke about this, ,and it seems that he was worried that I thought he was cheating on me or something, or that I figured he didn't love me, even though he reminds me every couple hours that he does love me ¢¾ ^_^ ¢¾ but yeah, I guess I have issues :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I mentioned, Chris is very practical when it comes to chooseing a partner, like he'd consider what the person was going to become in life before he commited himself to them, he'd plan his life before committing himself to a partner, he has to make sure the partner reflects well on his family... you get the point, while I didn't consider those to be that high up on my needs list :) *shrugs* I dunno, I guess I'm jst amazed at the similarities between us, as well as the differences :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna see what other couple's results are like though, like Jeanette and Richard... no offence to them really, but it seems that maybe they aren't exactly the best suited of people. I mean Jeanette and Richard have different belief systems. For example, not just on their dogma, or creed of choice, but also on fundemental things such as evolution. I'm sorry, but I think I've mentioned this before, but if in cases like that, there are serious problems (or most definitially will be mucho probelmos) with them being romantically involved. I guess it's still very early on in their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, I must get back to working :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106414093729885011?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106414093729885011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106414093729885011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106414093729885011' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106408872867058650</id><published>2003-09-20T22:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T22:12:08.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr! It started raining, there was a pitter patter of rain outside... then it went to a drizzle... then it stopped... *bursts into tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SOME F**KING RAIN ALREADY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't understand, there have been clouds and pressure over the whole of JHB the whole of today, and I suffer from rheumatism (I know, how lame, but so is the way with my family, be one with nature and so on) and for the whole of today, my back has been sore, my joints have been killing me, (some of my muscles are sore, but that's not caused bythe weather) and for like 10 minutes before the "rain" started, my heels were so sore, I couldn't put them down on anything, let alone walk... the rain came, I got a little sore, but then pretty relieved, then it stopped raining, and it all came back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pouts in corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyric / quote of the day: "In my silence I would love to forget&lt;br /&gt;But restitution hasn't come quite yet&lt;br /&gt;And with one accord I keep pushing forth&lt;br /&gt;I stretch my heart to heal some more&lt;br /&gt;It used to be all I want to learn&lt;br /&gt;Was wisdom trust and truth&lt;br /&gt;By now all I really want to learn&lt;br /&gt;Is forgiveness for you&lt;br /&gt;As my seasons change I've now grown to know&lt;br /&gt;When one's heart creates one's soul doesn't owe&lt;br /&gt;So I wash away stains of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Then tempt my heart with loves display "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Collective Soul - Forgivness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106408872867058650?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106408872867058650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106408872867058650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106408872867058650' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-106407101324125915</id><published>2003-09-20T17:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T17:16:53.196+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm... I'm considering starting this one up again :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some time since I've had a look at this place, *gets all nostalgic* they kept it the same *gets all teary eyed* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah, I'll see what I get up to I guess :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-106407101324125915?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106407101324125915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/106407101324125915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106407101324125915' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95637903</id><published>2003-06-13T20:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T20:36:51.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/melissarad/"&gt; Go to Live Journal... Blog isn't accepting update&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95637903?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95637903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95637903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95637903' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95568099</id><published>2003-06-12T01:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T01:18:17.403+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sweet Dreams&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? Sometimes... it really sucks to be me o_O  Well besides for the usual stuff I can whine about ;) I find it really sucky that I (on a whole) have really unpleasant nights sleep. Generally, after getting woken up, I can just roll over and go back sleepies, but sometimes I land up being kept awake for ages =( *sighs* So yeah, thought I’d share that with people =) &lt;br /&gt;Like just earlier, while I was in a false sense of security in dream land… somewhere along the line, the dream went all nasty, and then I got woken up =( *pouts in corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D But cause I’m me, I found one good thing about all this… I got an idea for a really funky picture from something that happened in the dream ^_^ It’s this scary looking elf thing… sortta like a weird looking Mystique from XMen, but just different, and with like this guardian angel aura about her ^_^ But as I said, it’s messed up, anyway, I’ll no doubt scan in the picture and get it hosted on my website ASAP (hopefully on Friday, else you all are gonna be waiting a good few weeks till you can se it ^_^ Damn that exam on the 20th!! Grrrr…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m gonna go doodle a drawing now, get that out of my system, and if I’m not tired by then, I’ll read or something (gee, aren’t I just the life and breath of the party when I’m cranky??) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Wallflowers - Sleep Walker  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95568099?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95568099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95568099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95568099' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95562488</id><published>2003-06-11T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T22:15:51.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very little theif occasion will rob you of a great deal of patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking if new version of template works...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95562488?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95562488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95562488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95562488' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95560839</id><published>2003-06-11T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-11T21:27:15.690+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I need a Hug&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*  … *hugs cat* … *shrugs* … I’m in one of those moods at the moment :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… so today… blech, rents had their little “party” last night… and I landed up with the cleaning up cause they had hang overs *ARGH!* So I spent 2 friggin hours cleaning up the mess… at least I got my revenge &gt;=D I play music when doing dishes.. as to not go crazy, I’ve explained this before… and I put it a &lt;i&gt;little &lt;/i&gt; louder than usual ^_^ *cackles* and singing along too, so it was really fun :P So you get this screeching noise, and then this off key bleating sound :P um… then went to my room and read some more… not much though, it’s a book I’ve already read, so it was all old news, but I’ve forgotten most of it, so I’m sortta doing a recap. Got bored with that, played some more Baulder’s Gate ^_^ And damnit, I’m sure that when you get Edwin from that traitor, he’s supposed to bugger off after you’ve killed the traitor, and before you return to Redcap o_O *shrugs* well he’s still with me,  and since he’s pretty much in the *slot out slot* where anyone I pick up, that person will be the first to go… um yeah, cherrio :P Anyway, had a friend come over and do a demo for me… that was kinda boring, but kinda fun, sortta haven’t heard from him in like a year ^_^ so we did some catching up. And he’s planning on getting engaged and moving in with his girlfriend sometime soon… and get this… she isn’t even pregnant o_O So yeah, guess it must be love ^_^ Sortta sweet to see that sortta stuff *sighs happily* Ooo, ,drew a little picture… actually is doesn’t really count as a drawing, it’s a stylised picture, and a bad one at that, done with my artist pens that I haven’t used in like a couple months o_O so like my brilliant idea of a picture got mucked up *pouts* puwwey. Well it’s the thought that counts, right ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how stupid? I realised I forgot like 3 CDs at Intjies’ place on his Birthday… so I’ll have to get those from him sometime soonish *whacks forehead*&lt;br /&gt;Um… what else??  Um… yeah, I think that’s it… *swoons* I live such a stressful life :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m gonna bugger off now.&lt;br /&gt;Namarie ten' naust&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Is everyone else in the world a moron, or is it just me?"&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Switchfoot – Sooner or Later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/melissarad"&gt;Live Journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95560839?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95560839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95560839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95560839' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95520777</id><published>2003-06-10T22:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T22:40:06.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Takasi&lt;br /&gt;Amin naa lathynth manka eller sa n'uma'nat' winya sinome, mia blog fianwea no' mi manka mani amin sa e' ta sa da elle an'.&lt;br /&gt;Elei &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/melissarad"&gt;sinome&lt;/a&gt; ten' tengwea tuulo' mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ Ha! Did it! I can do the Elven scene :P  Anyway, there are problems updating huge things in here, and I think this little post will bomb out cause it's too long o_O Anyway, check that link, I'll be posting there in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95520777?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95520777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95520777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95520777' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95433507</id><published>2003-06-08T21:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T21:43:19.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Fingers Hurt…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets see, today I woke up, and had my grandpa over… that was tiring (He’s a Libra, rents are Leo and Sagittarius, and here I am, a lone Water Sign o_O) I’ve deduced it down to Star Signs being the only reasons for me getting tired from his visits, I even have my mum to back me up,  she also figures it’s got to do with that as she also gets lank tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yeah, he stay for a couple hours.. and we all sat outside and everything… I think I got burnt… I think my Sun Block is off or something, it hasn’t been protecting me as much as it should =( So poofies, I’m gonna be Little Miss Red for the next while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… then Austin Emailed me… that was quite nice, so I emailed him a nice long email back, he was feeling a bit down about something’s, so I was trying to cheer him up a bit. Blah blah blah. Then he read it and emailed me back, and he said I’m very inspirational with the way I said things *sticks out chest proudly* I’m inspirational ^_^ okay, blah blah, then he mentioned some philosophical stuff about some philosophical things I said, so that was sortta cool. Anyway, so I emailed him back, and then he emailed me back ^_^ *giggles* so fundamentally we were Emailing each other all day… save the time he had to go and study, and I was busy :P LoL, but sometimes it’s nice like that,  cause in one Email you can converse about a hell of a lot of stuff, so that’s always a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was even emailing my friend in Japan – MaltaMan, he’s such a sweety pie ^_^ anyway, we had a little Emailing session too, only 2 emails back and forth, he’s also studying at the moment, so yeah, I didn’t want him to blame me if he goes and fails Chemistry and Physics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, oh yeah, uncle’s fluffy from the Czech Republic, and she brought presents! ^_^ I got a Bohemian Mug, very pretty, I don’t really like that sortta stuff, but I think it was very nice of her to do that ^_^ She even got my mum, step dad, and baby sister each something. Also, presents aside, for like the 5 minutes she was here, (Uncle was picking up his washing) I saw something in her that his ex-wife didn’t have… a *gasp* personality! She even has a functioning brain! ^_^ I’m so gonna be able to have conversations with her and shit. Which is more than I can say for the ex-wife, I couldn’t even get along with her much, I mean most I could do to stimulate conversation was to mention how pretty she looks in her XYZ clothes o_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I also nearly forgot, besides for all the other emails I’ve been getting, I’ve been harassing my one friend Psi_Borg on the one forums about stuff ^_^ like the one thing was about the one RPG story we’re engaging in, he gave my character this Image Stone… or something like that, and I just wanted to clarify some things, also get some more information out of him on it, so I know how to get my character to play with it properly.  And no wonder I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about, he’s creating his own little thing there ^_^  Very inventive I must admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this has been a pretty awesome day! Been very busy, and hence my fingers are sore, I’ve been typing all day basically. (Save the couple of breaks I’ve had to go socialise with the outside world) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s it from me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day:  "what the world needs now is Love, sweet Love, no not just for some, but for everyone" - Burt Bacharac and the Posies&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Basement Jaxx – Romeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95433507?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95433507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95433507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95433507' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95392123</id><published>2003-06-07T03:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T03:14:52.210+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sighs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been forever since I’ve last updated my little precisoussesssesss :P *blames a certain greenish chicken, recently elected official scapegoat, and of course, exams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so lemme try and remember what happened the past while… Friday… I did something, ,oh yes, Friday, blech. Well Catherine phoned me that day, asking me what I was gonna do for my birthday, grrr, and then she started jabbering away, and on behalf of my gender, I’ve gotta say, I’m sorry you guys have to put up with that. My god! She has turned out to be somewhat very self centred, shallow, egotistical (in a very bad way) contrived, unpleasant, person to be around or talk to. Maybe it was the MAJOR headache I was having that day, and her voice wasn’t exactly helping with that either, so for the painful duration of the conversation, where in I heard about how this person is madly in love with her, how everyone should bend over backwards and pretty much lick her feet or ass, just because she is such a great person (blah blah blah, seems Psychology and Interpersonal Communication has taught her nothing, tsk tsk) I eventually got her off the phone but playing music on my computer really loudly ^_^ and not even good music either. Don’t look at me like that! I was very polite to her on the phone, asked all the appropriate questions, went “Ooo” and “Ahh” at all her “achievements” she has made, I just after the bazillionth time of trying to wriggle out of the conversation, she wasn’t picking up on the hint, I sortta gave up, and any and all manners I sortta vaguely have were thrown to the wind, and I did the music thing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEAK STOMACHS GO NO NEXT MARKER-&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then like just as soon as Angel started, and I still had that killer migraine of a headache (that I had had all day long), I started to feel sick *throws tantrum* no fair! I wanted to watch ANGEL! So I went and was miserable in the toilet for a while, figured I wasn’t gonna be sick, so went to my room. About 20 minutes later, I get a phone call, funnily enough from someone I had just been thinking about, so we started chatting, and 10 minutes after having been sitting up, I had to hang up and go pay homage to the porcelain god o_O phoned the person back, feeling better, just drank some water to re-hydrate stomach and make sure it doesn’t tear (you can see I’m an expert at getting tummy bugs), speak for a bit, and I get all religious again, and see the porcelain god again, throw up water I just drank. Phone the person back, (this time without drinking water), 20 minutes later, finish conversation, and just in nick of time, stomach is disagreeing with me again, except, WTF, ,nothing in stomach, so pretty much just doing the motions, but nothing to report. (sorry for the graphic detail of the misfortune, but I don’t get sick all that often, and it was sortta out of the blue that I got it. Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OKAY, IT’S FINISHED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, so Friday was miserable. Then Saturday was pretty cool, parents went out for like the whole evening, something that doesn’t happen all that often, so you know what that means, don’t you? *raises eyebrow suggestively* Yup! I get to study in silence! w00t! Okay, I know, I live a sad existence, but wit exams, it’s oddly enough a blessing :P And I landed up being on the phone for like 3 hours… to the same person :P ^_^ (it was during call more time, so luckily it wasn’t that expensive … well I hope so, else rents are gonna be a little grumpy wit me at the end of the month, and phone bill isn’t it’s usual R10 for the month) Anyway, that was sortta awesome, it’s like we could have ran out of things to talk about, but we didn’t ^_^ *giggles*  …. *sighs* good times eventually,  we agreed we had to go study (especially since they were writing 3 tests the following week, and really needed to study) blah blah blah, rents helped uncle to move into his new place, and they only got home at like 23:00 o_O Crappy time to be having doing manual labour until! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I think I was really exciting and studied most of the day, *oh the fun of student life will never cease to amaze me*&lt;br /&gt;Monday – Wednesday followed suite, “fun”,  and along came Thursday, and I wrote Information Science o_O Yay? Um um um, it was actually quite a fun day, I helped Adam get his once DVD he lent to a friend of ours, and we were talking about the meaning of life and shit,  I love that guy for that :D and it’s not even the superficial type of remarks that come out of his mouth either! It’s all very thinky type of things ^_^ *is a happy little cookie from those occasional little conversations*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how rude! James got an XMen book!! I’m so jealous! I SOOO have to get like 2 XMen books :P Yup yup, that’ll show him ;) *giggles* but yeah,  I’ve been meaning to get a book, but I’ve been so friggin piss poor recently, I couldn’t. o_O But now with my new plan to take over the world… that’ll all change :P *scurries off and scribbles in notebook* … *little white lab rat otherwise known as my cat Yuki walks up and says*&lt;br /&gt;Are you pondering what I’m pondering?&lt;br /&gt;*after calming down from talking cat, responds*&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think so, but first you'd have to take that whole bridge apart wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;*cat looks at me funny and walks off*&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;LoL, then there was also the whole thing of “I have this one friend *scratches inner leg*, who has this rash *sways legs from side to side* and it itches, and the ointment they’re using *scratches again* isn’t working all to great. What do you think I should tell my friend to do? *gets a twitch in eye*” LOL, don’t worry about it, it was just funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… Thursday then continued, and had Intjies over to watch F.R.I.E.N.D.S. so that was a good ol gabber fest that happened. I wished him a happy last day of being a teenager, then he buggered off :P Um, ,then spent like 2 hours on the phone jabbering away, ,then went to Spur,  to go have dinner with the rents. Got a cool Light Saber pen type thing, also got severely pissed on Tequila, (they were handing them out free for the evening, and every time they had, I had… well yeah, I also took a little bit more than them :P So that was pretty cool) Um, got home,  and somehow while trying to sober up, wasted the whole evening o_O (Oh the joys of being a Temporal Displacement… I’ll explain this whole thing sometime later, just accept I have a weird effect on my immediate surroundings, and my parents are convinced I’m a Temporal Displacement :D)&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah, then at like 21:00, I got sortta tricked into this other thing, and only got to sleep at like 1 o_O So yeah, with the non-sleeping for exams, I was sortta gone :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was that I slept until 11:00 the next day ^_^ I’m a happy little cookie! MEGA sleep in :D My mom tried waking me up… “Melissa, it’s [8:00] / [9:00] / [10:00] time to get up!” … I respond every time, *sleepily lifts head off pillow* “Oh, okay, Good Night!” *curls over and goes back to sleep* (and I wouldn’t have remembered that, but my mum had to remind me about it when I eventually went trapping through to get some tea)&lt;br /&gt;Um, watched Rush Hour 2 – Jacky Chan is so cute ^_^ um.. then I went to the shops, and drew Intjies his Birthday card ^_^ took me ages to think of a joke, and even then it was a lame one! O_o I’m officially losing the touch I never had… I’m just realising it now :P Um yeah, then went out for a bit, then Ricky picked me up, and went off to Intjies little party thing he was having at his place. That was pretty fun, Austin was making moves for Intjies one female friend *rolls eyes* typical Austin! Sees girl, must pursue… I just thank my luck stars I’m his friend, and that he wouldn’t do anything like that ^_^ weee!! Besides,  I so much more prefer to be able to sit there pass snotty comments, and tell him whether it’s a good idea, bad idea,  blah blah blah, you get the idea. Ooo, we also played Trivial Pursuit… I refused to play as the question were too difficult, and I refuse to admit I’m a complete idiot… cause in reality, I’m not… there are parts missing o_O  :P  But it made me feel a little better that it was the genius version, and when I went through the questions later, there were some I knew :) So yeah, I realise I’m not THAT stupid after all (just my selection of info I have in my head is odd) *shrugs* Um yeah… and then the evening went on quite well, nothing blew up, and there was way too much pizza for everyone, so life is good :P &lt;br /&gt;Um, got home, mod-ed the forums *grumbles* naughty run away threads ;) :P j/k and fed my evil army *grins evilly* &lt;a href=http://www.kingsofchaos.com/page.php?id=749400&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I spammed my blog, and went to bed :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GNight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: Austin! Put that AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: All American Rejects – Don’t Leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95392123?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95392123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95392123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95392123' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-95054496</id><published>2003-05-30T00:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:55:54.456+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;*twitch*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are teh ev0l! *twitches again* I’ve been studying like a good little girl, and oh my word, I feel drained *collapses on floor in tired heap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gha! Had a study session with Intjies today, *bangs head on table* it was fun and all, but oh my oath… cha, very strange little boy :P *giggles* I wouldn’t be friends him for any other reason :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, what have I got to report for my sad little self, not much really! I emailed Austin earlier ^_^ that was fun, so now *giggles* he has this massive email to read ^_^ And something I just realised, it’s weird, cause like (yes I know I mention this like a million times) but my friends are all male, and something I was thinking about the other day, is that when I was still friends with Catherine, we used to write to each other quiet often (don’t ask, it’s a chick thing) and like somehow Austin has gotten tricked into that role of someone to “write” to (even though now it’s emailed,  and it’s only like every now and then) but you get the idea ;) I think I’m gonna point this out to him next time I email him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how swanky? I changed my template for the blog, cute hey? ^_^ still has bugs on it, so don’t go bitching to me if something doesn’t work, just please politely point it out ;) thanks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GHA! Catherine SMSed me the other day o_O and all she really wanted to know was what I was doing for my birthday *shakes head* that seems to be pretty much the only reason she gets in contact with me, seriously, I think before this, it was cause she wanted me at her BDay party, and now it was this (also save that time she was sitting with you and SMSing you) was my last BDay (remember last year when I landed up doing nothing anyway) but seriously *shrugs* weird. Sortta like I’m not worth being spoken to unless I have something to give her. Odd. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* I’m missing the group! It’s been like 2 weeks since we’ve all gotten together! It’s killing me! and Intjies’ BDay is only next Friday *sighs again* /me needs social time with everyone!! *pouts in corner* I really hate exams! It crams my style :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, Fire*Star has good news for everyone… can’t /won’t say yet as I think that those of you who read the two journals, he should have dibs on saying / giving the news ^_^ good luck and god speed to him :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, okay, that’s all folks :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, and if I’m not back in 2 weeks… send a ham sandwich :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “It’s all your fault!”&lt;br /&gt;- you can see I saw James today :P&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Switchfoot – &lt;i&gt;Underwater&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-95054496?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95054496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/95054496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95054496' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94868125</id><published>2003-05-25T21:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T21:14:39.590+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy MOODS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short update I'm afraid tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to go see Matrix Reloaded last night ^_^ Brilliant Movie! Awesome soundtrack! If you want to do yourself a favour, go to your local CD shop,  and check it out! ^_^ You won't be sorry! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, okay, it's sortta personal, so I won't be putting down all the details, but I realised last night, that even though I tend to say one thing, when push comes to shove *giggles at thought* I realise that I don't really know what I want when I say somethings. *shrugs* okay, complex doesn't begin to describe it, but ya, that's what I'm being. Um... I guess what I'm trying to say is that, I'm not sure if I really know what I want, or more like, what's good for me... but then on a different line of thought, maybe I do know what I want,  and what's best for me... *whacks head with a a marshmellow... Don't wannna hurt myself :P* I'm so difficult at times, I appologise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, I most defintially had a fantastic day/evening yesterday! Learnt a lot I guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today was exciting!! I studied! *flops down in a tired heap* so ya, very much a rollercoaster of fun recently :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, short, sweet, and to the point... (just like me ;) Peace Out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Everything you want, isn't everything that you need.&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Moment: Third Eye Blind - Blinded&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94868125?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94868125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94868125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94868125' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94755335</id><published>2003-05-22T23:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T23:26:10.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a tiresome few days! Wednesday I wrote Informatics Practical, it went pretty well, I know for a fact that I got at least 70%, which is always a good feeling. I think I might need all the marks I can get though o_O you see, for the theory test we wrote last week, I got 73% for (and the class average for that test was 43% O_o), which for studying for just the day before, I think is pretty good. BUT, now of course, me being me, I’m gonna get a big head,  think I’m above everyone else in it, and not study for the exam which no doubt will be at least twice as difficult as that, so I think I’m screwed. I’ll have to see what my Semester Mark is, I think it’ll be in the 60’s, so that’s okay, I guess… but we’ll have to see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney! I got 74% for Information Science Semester Mark!! w00t?? *giggles* so yeah, saying I don’t f*ck up in the exam (which there is a good chance of happening as I have Business Management the day before, so there’s like no time to study for it, I’m pretty happy (also Business Management REALLY needs attention!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, the other day, Informatics lecturer gives us a “hint” as to what we must concentrate on for the exam… WELL, these are his exact words: “It has something to do with the course.” O_o WTF? That was it! No hey! It’s gonna have to do with the price of eggs in Iraq. Bloody hell, that’s about as effective as telling someone to go to the door to let themselves out! GRRRR!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, blah blah blah, marks are boring, I’m sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what else happened…? I emailed Austin a small little mail ^_^ Did I mention how I missed him while he was off with his girlfriend?? *sighs* so sue me,  I get a little attached to my friends *sulks* and it’s getting up to that time again when, (or more like my Melissa-Sense’s are tingling), and I sense another relationship is going to happen,  and it’s gonna be one of those where it’s gonna take one of the guys outta the social group. *pouts in corner* Sometimes you gotta love being me, I can get myself into such a fix about things that haven’t happened *shrugs* over active imagination. *giggles* well maybe if I send out a little prayer, and pray that whoever is next to hook up with someone, they do so with someone that’ll fit in nicely with the group, unlike Austin’s last GF *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, only time will tell, maybe I’m just getting all these ideas into my head from watching too many chick flicks recently *gurgles and floats around the room* I’m so happy about that too! I watched like two really good chick flicks the other day, with NO interruptions from ANYONE!! ^_^ There’s something about being able to get into your PJs in 5 in the afternoon, and plonking down in front of the TV, covered in a duvet, a cup of tea, and having a good ol quiet time to yourself ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, today was fun ^_^ Spent the morning with Adam, and we spent the whole time jabbering about little old nothing, and everything in between. Then James decided to join us for class o_O that was also pretty cool, went for coffee with him, *giggles* I’ve corrupted him, and he had a double think milkshake with me ^_^ Then in Business Management, I spent the time with Brian. That was pretty cool, we were watching videos on some boring business thingies, and so we were busy chatting about stuff, and since, for some reason, whenever we start chatting, we always land up talking about relationships, and I’m happy to report, that for the past forever that I’ve known him, and through all the sh*t he’s gone through with his last girlfriend, his most recent one that he’s still with, seems really good for him ^_^ Sortta like one of those things that prove that A) “Good things come to those who wait”, and B) “Everything happens for a reason.” Okay, that may sound a little cryptic, but ya, it’s too personal and complicated for me to go into, but I’m sure you’ve also seen one of those sortta things happen. In short, his last GF was just wrong, even though he put up with her for 2 years, and truly loved her, he broke up with her after like 6 months of fighting, went out with new chick, and has been a whole different HAPPIER person since… that’s the short of it, and I’m sure you can fill in the blanks… if you can’t, tough ;) Ooo, scary scary! So Brian and I were pottering around campus together, and we bumped into Ricky’s ex, and it so happens that Brian and her know each other from Accounting or something like that. So we say like no more than maybe 10 words between the lot of us before she runs off. O_o Then Brian gets all confused, he knows the basic history between myself and Ricky, and also some vague idea of her and Ricky, then he says to me, “Geez, she must really not like you or something , she’s usually very talkative with me, even with others around,” Hmmm, very odd. Anyway, so after that, Brian and I go trapping around some more, and make our way to the computer labs, and faff around there for a while. And then we went off home. So ya, today’s been pretty cool ^_^ Not much work done though, but very social. *sighs happily* sometimes people just need days like this to make life that little bit more bearable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, I just remembered, today in Business Management, Brian walked in, and before he even sat down, pretty much as he saw me, he pretty much greeted me like this:&lt;br /&gt;Him: “OMG! MELISSA!”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “What?!?” *worried face*&lt;br /&gt;Him: “You’re not wearing a skirt!”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Yeah, so?”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “I’m used to seeing you wearing a skirt!”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Um.. I’m so sorry?”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “Jeez! Next time phase it in or something!”&lt;br /&gt;Me: *goes blood red and giggles*&lt;br /&gt;LoL, well I thought that was amusing. Always figured that whatever I wore just blended into the background and no one ever noticed not really was cognitive of what I wore o_O Damnit! Now that means if he of all people noticed, I’m gonna have to start taking notice of what I get dressed into the morning o_O Damnit! So much for being able to miss out on colour co-ordination, or things that just really shouldn’t go together. Boots / takkies + some skirts = BIG NoNo, but I do it sometimes anyway :P *sighs* sometimes it’s nice to be noticed, but then sometimes it really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m finished my little jabber fest, I best be off, I have like a bajillion chapters to get through for Mass Communication o_O (memorising 16 chapters, with close on two possible questions from EACH chapter isn’t that fun.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “If you can’t take the heat, don’t tickle the dragon!”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Matchbox Twenty – &lt;i&gt;The Difference&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94755335?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94755335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94755335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94755335' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94596963</id><published>2003-05-19T22:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T22:23:50.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this day was interesting, the guys (including myself) were feeling pretty uninspired with what we could do for our weekend activity, so I figured I’d be brave and have them all over to my place o_O Now accounting for the fact that like the last 2 times I had something at my place it all went to hell, I was shitting myself. Also seemed like my parents enjoyed you guys’ company more than I did (especially Intjies and Fire*Star), which I’m still trying to figure out whether it’s a good or bad thing :P  But ya… I guess it didn’t fall apart, and nothing exploded as much as I thought it would, so all is good. *giggles* I think if I’m not all miffed out when my BDay comes, (and would just wanna sit in my room and sulk cause I’m getting so old – and sitting in my room with the door barred and a bottle of white wine can solve any problem like that ^_^ - *points out she really likes white wine*), I might have a dinner thing at my place… *gets worried* ... *hyperventilates* … *curls into foetal position to create a false sense of security* :P But ya, I’m not gonna worry about that at all until at least June 26th :P  *giggles again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, it was myself, Ricky, Austin, Fire*Star, Intjies, my mum, step dad, his brother, and my baby sister o_O we had a very full house! But had lots of fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame, my poor cat (for the record, she doesn’t like crowds, and having all those people really screwed her over). Anyway I got back to my room at like 4:00, and she was all curled on my pillow, and gave this little weak meow, and plonked down in front of me at the desk when I eventually sat down and was in need of love and attention. Poor little bugger, she really doesn’t handle those large crowds in a good way. *points out she loves her widdle kitty cat* =^_^=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish, and how scary is this, okay, everyone had left by like 1:30, except Austin, I wanted him to sober up some more before he could leave; also we had loads to talk about still. *sighs* I dunno what it is with him, but ya, as is, I don’t share things very much. Sure I can blabber on for ages here about things and such, but it’s not really &lt;u&gt;*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;sharing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;*&lt;/u&gt;, and even with my other friends, I don’t really share much, and on Saturday, although I didn’t tell him &lt;i&gt;much&lt;/i&gt; I told him a &lt;i&gt;bit&lt;/i&gt;, which is more than I usually tell most people. *giggles and looks worried for a bit* he also divulged some interesting information about a certain someone *sighs again* I dunno what to do with myself any more =( Can’t really go into it as I don’t have a couple days to write / explain it, but lets just say I’m a walking lot of contradictions. *giggles* no wonder I’m such a nutcase ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya *giggles some more* I was just remembering the third person participle, once removed from the noun, psychiatrist Austin and I landed up doing. He was trying to divulge information from me *giggles* and I’m not one for sharing, even in 3rd person.&lt;br /&gt;Austin: “What does Melissa fell about XYZ…”&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Well…” *thinks for a bit* “You see, Melissa doesn’t tell or show what she’s feeling, so I can’t really say” *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;Austin: *whacks forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had a good ol heart-to-heart chat till like 3, and I eventually went to bed at 4 o_O and then was up at 8! ARGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I cleaned up the place… why? Cause we were having another dinner that evening. ARGH! Was gonna have Uncle, Intjies, and Fire*Star over, so it was okay, but all I really wanted to do since I was ubber sleepy was curl into a ball and pretend the world would go away ^_^  But ya, was pleasant I guess, baby sister was doing her spawn of Satan impression, so that was sortta embarrassing, but other than that, it was liveable. Got the guys watching Monty Python, so that was fun ^_^ (Life of Brian *whistles* ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… I think that was it for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Eish! I wanna cry! I got woken up at 9 (I was seriously sleepy, I tossed and turned in bed till like 3 the previous night, I was stressing about something’s) by a phone call from someone that caused all that stressing to go away (he was also the cause of all the stressing ;) *sighs* sometimes you need these little hiccups in life to make it more interesting (and relationships with others more healthy) ^_^ Anyway, about an hour after I put down the phone, at like 11, I all of a sudden got one hell of a sleep deprivation headache that lasted the whole day. Well save maybe an hour when I got to chill for a bit, but other than that, I was stressing the whole day and wasn’t much fun to be around *OWEY!! HEAD HURTS!!* *grumbles* but ya… on the plus side, with having this head ache, I found if I keep my mind off it, it sometimes helps a bit, and I was thinking about something’s from the past few weeks. Particularly about the intricate dance that is human nature when it comes to relationships. Not just those that involve love, but like with family, friends, and all those other people in your life. *sighs* =) Lets just say that I think I’ve learnt a lot in my few short years on this planet. So yeah, I might make that the topic of my next entry in my thoughts blog sometime ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I’m gonna go scream myself to sleep ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote for the day: “MY HEAD HURTS!!!” *growl*&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Blue Something - Breakfast At Tiffany's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94596963?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94596963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94596963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94596963' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94400943</id><published>2003-05-15T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T19:37:37.760+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cooes happily!! ^_^&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to go watch X2 Tuesday evening!! ^_^ *coos happily* That put me in a really good mood! I love XMen, I followed it almost religiously as a child, I’ve watch all the seasons at least twice.. and some of the others maybe three times (they had it on re-runs quite a lot) ^_^ Awww… I can’t really say what in it (else spoilers for Africa here we come) but it is most definitely awesome!  *sighs happily, as curls up and hugs knee in happiness* Happy happy happy ^_^ *sits in silence for a bit with stupid happy look on face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had quite a lot of the gang with, Fire*Star, Intjies, Austin and Ricky, and we had some fun pottering around the shopping centre, teehee, also I figure some of us have to go with to get Ricky some clothes (something smart casual.. but learning more towards casual) he was looking at stuff to get, and first thing he pulled out was a smart shirt… *whacks head onto table a couple times* which he pretty much has a bazillion of, but there was a nice jacket there also. But the sad thing is, I’m seriously out of practice with dressing Ken Dolls as it were, I couldn’t find anything good for him … and that he’d be prepared to wear. I figure I should get all the guys involved too in this little expedition! *rubs hands evilly* yessss, that would be-s fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp… then Wednesday was a &lt;i&gt;”blast”&lt;/i&gt;! Spent it studying o_O I had a test on Thursday that I didn’t really have the time to study for. From since last week Monday, I’ve had very little free time. Monday morning… Business Management test. Monday afternoon, Mass Communication test. Wednesday afternoon, Informatics practical due. Thursday spent studying for a test on Friday. Friday, informatics test. Saturday and Sunday study summarised notes for Information Science, Saturday being Ricky’s birthday party, and Sunday I went out. Both were unavoidable. Monday was spent learning the ins and outs of VB.Net, Tuesday afternoon, did practical due for Wednesday in Informatics. Went to go see X2. Wednesday, as I said, studying, and wrote a test today o_O&lt;br /&gt;*collapses on floor* &lt;br /&gt;I need some free time! And then I have my first exam on the 21st, which is like an entire week before when anyone else has exams *sighs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the fates, I’m annoying when I whine… *does puppy dog face* … I sowwy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp, okay, then what next.. what’s today…? *likes finger and puts it into air and sniffs* it must be Thursday… I never got Thursdays. I mean, it’s not the beginning of the week, like Monday, or end, like Friday. Tuesday is usually just the day that you use to get you started in the week, as Monday is generally spent in a daze, trying to recover from weekends. And Thursday… wtf? … if anyone can solve this riddle, I’ll forever be in your debt… well close on it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;I spent the day pretty much in a lull. Wrote a test, and that was the most exciting part of the day! Ooo, also had a complete geek out with some people talking about XMen comics ^_^ Awww, I was so happy! *sighs* and not just the stuff from the movies. I mean most of our discussions came from the old comics, and animation series ^_^ then also it got compared to the movie, and the newer, completely messed up version of that’s been on TV recently. *sighs with a happy look on face* &lt;br /&gt;Um… whatelse… well besides the usual lull of activity,  and over socialisation I had today ^_^ it was pretty normal =) Either the number 5 is good, 7 is working for me ^_^ [15/5/2003] ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, there’s  been something on one of my forums that I live on that has inspired me a little/lot, so check thoughts blog sometime soon to see my newest piece. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;b&gt;Time is an illusion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(especially for someone like me who suffers from TDS ;)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Adam Cohen – &lt;i&gt;Cry Ophelia&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Song inspired by Wednesday, I was in a seriously miffed mood the whole day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94400943?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94400943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94400943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94400943' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94166676</id><published>2003-05-12T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T00:26:28.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;You feel lucky punk?... &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, first off, Saturday ^_^ That was a fun evening! It was Ricky’s Birthday party, and it was pretty awesome! There were fifteen people there … saying that my counting is correct, and we had a blast!! Ricky also got a digital camera for his birthday, so he was running around taking uber amounts of photos…  teehee,  and the stuff that were taken was really priceless! Austin and his one ex… smoking… drinking.. dancing… dancing erotically… um, other people getting drunk… there was a lesbian scene one too… lots of smiles… Intjies, Fire*Star and Marcel doing a Madiba impression… Intjies doing his Ozzy impression… then there were lots more of the other people there, but judging from the fact it was the first time I’d met them, and I doubt I’m gonna see them ever again in my life… I’m not going to go through the effort of pseudonym-ing them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, this was sortta sweet. Austin and his ex had a widdle too much to drink, and well they pretty much looked like that they were back together, in a SERIOUS way. Anyway, she got dropped off, and Austin came back… and the poor little soul, he was still drunk, so he pretty much begged my help, so me being me, I went to go get him some water and we had a little HUGE chat about him and his ex and what happened that evening. I then also made him some coffee to sober him up a little, at which point his bestest best friend, Ricky, joined us in the kitchen, and we had a little jabber session there. We pottered around a bit, and then Austin realised he was loosing his voice o_O well he wasn’t really, it was more like he decided to whisper a lot, and I think he was getting addicted to the Strepsils. Erp, after he had stopped whining enough to start pinning for his ex which was already at home, he then wanted to go see the photos of her on Ricky’s camera. So off we trap to go get pictures. And here’s the highlight of him being drunk... not entirely sobered up. He does the whole Bud-Ad-Nearly-In-Tears voice, and with Ricky and I there, he says something on the lines of: Aww, I’m so happy, you two are my best friends! O_o Shame, poor soul, not sure if he meant it or not, but yeah, it was said nonetheless. Then him and Ricky do their whole “You’re basically my brother… I have the scars to prove it” bit, so as I watched this whole little scene develop, (and I know it sounds corny) but it made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside, I was happy. Not sure why. I just was ^_^ Okay, after the heart warming moment, and me guiding Austin down the stairs, him and I went and had a serious conversation in the lounge (after banging on the piano together, that was fun… pity I was playing too fast, and he was playing too slow). Blah blah blah, lol, also we did a little reminiscing, like Austin was nagging for more Strepsils for his sore throat, so him and I kept on trapping off to Ricky’s bedroom to go get him his drugs… and then we remembered at Catherine’s bday party a couple years back, him and I went off to go get towels for the peeps that were swimming, so we went to her spare room, and got towels. We trap out a couple seconds later, multiple towels in hand, and we get all these disconcerting looks, ,as if we had just been up to no good o_O Regardless to the fact that we weren’t even gone for a minute, we were still getting the funny looks, and even little teases through the following week. *giggles from memory* ANYWAY, after like the third time we went off to get the cough lozenges, Ricky pipes up, “Please change the sheets while you’re up there!” *giggles again* oh wait, ya, that was what triggered the whole reminiscing thing. Um… ya ^_^ I guess what my point of this whole blabbering is that I’m really glad to have my friend back! He even spoke in code names!! ^_^ *is so happy* =) he even was his usual self with pretty much everything ^_^ SQUEEEEEEEEE!! … okay, I’m gonna shut up now =) *points out that she’s really happy her friend is back to normal* … *sighs happily* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gha, but getting to sleep at 5 (got home at like 2… but was kept awake till 4:15 by SMSs and phone calls o_O I only got to sleepies by 5) I woke up at 7:45 in the morning o_O So with nearly 3 hours sleep, I’m surprised I’ve survived this long :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well enough about Saturday, onto Sunday. Got my mum Thyme and &lt;i&gt;Joy Luck Club&lt;/i&gt; book by Amy Tan for mother’s day. Erp, then landed up going out from like 15:00 -&gt; 21:30 ^_^ that was pretty awesome, quality time with friends is always good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Fire*Star is the GREATEST! He got me a copy of the next Animatrix to watch ^_^ *is so happy about that too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, then I got home, my uncle was here o_O he wanted me to give him a foot massage since I wasn’t there for when he was there, so I get my evil look in my face, attack the solar plexus, and nothing o_O HOW RUDE!! So yeah, since that caused no reaction, I guess that means he didn’t need a foot massage after all &gt;:) and left to cause havoc on the net :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, yeah, I’m very tired right now :P I’m gonna go pass out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: You REALLY like rock, don’t ‘cha? (from a person looking through my playlist)&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Moment: Dexter Freebish – My Madonna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94166676?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94166676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94166676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94166676' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94065494</id><published>2003-05-09T20:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-09T20:21:32.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yay Yay! It’s Friday! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened today… went to varsity, that was a bit of fun, had Jeremy morning his loss of Michelle to me.. well it wasn’t that bad, I got to hear all about the lovely nasty rumors she’s been spreading about him o_O let’s just say she’s an evil manipulative lying b*tch … to put it bluntly :P Teehee, which if I look at it from a perspective of not being Jeremy’s friend, it’s actually amusing to see each one of them make themselves the vicitim of the break up ^_^ you gotta love analysing people! :D But yeah, I pretty much know the FACTS, regardless of what each party says about the other, and I know who’s in the right, and who’s in the “wrong” … &lt;/mindless rambling&gt; … okay,  I’m gonna shut up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMF! I was in Informatics today, and the evil bugger, you know what he did? He got a Microsoft Expert Programmer Person in (sorry, words aren’t coming out right) and we learnt the ENTIRITY of VB.NET today o_O (may I remind my viewers that we only have one 50 minute lecture!) And to makes matters worse, we have to use VB.NET in some projects that are coming up! O_O “fun”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMO! I just had a look at my exam schedule! I’m officially scared! I have 3 in the space of one week, and 2 weeks off, and then I write the last of my exams. Granted I still have to account for a practical exam, which has bugger all to do with the theory, so that’s basically another subject, but I dunno where that fits in. o_O Excuse me while I freak out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, speaking of freaking out, I have to see Ricky’s parents tomorrow at his party!! I am so hiding behind Fire*Star and Intjies for the evening. It’s been like a year + since I say when last, and I have it in my head they hate me (even though according to Ricky his mum apparently still likes me, and his dad… well his dad is still confused as to why I’m not there anymore, and where Ricky last GF went :P so I don’t think he’d be a problem) but yeah, I guess I still really respect the mum, so yeah, if what he says is true, I’ll only be extremely terrified for like the first few hours till they go to bed, then I’ll be fine :P *shrug* argh, I’ve been in worse situations, I’ll survive *gnaws on jersey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief, something interesting, I went to Sandton City today, and friggin hell! It was weird! I mean, the peeps HERE at the shops drive me up the wall, I literally want to hit them with my shoe when I see them or if they get in my way, but at Sandton, I can’t think of a single soul who annoyed me enough, or at all to warrant that, it was sortta cool, I found a place that I won’t hate going shopping at :P&lt;br /&gt;OOO, I also saw a real novelty today, a Buddhist monk was in Exclusive Books today ^_^ that was pretty awesome, it’s not all to often that you see anyone of that faith around South Africa. Sortta enlightening I guess *sighs happily* Especially since I scale some of my beliefs from the Buddhists, not much, but some little things here and there, it was pretty cool for me. Pity my mum didn’t spot him, she would have found it more cool than I did, she’s more into a Buddhist monk sortta faith than I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd! I need to find a bigger hot water bottle! It’s like only Autumn, not even winter, and I’m already freezing my ass off, and I’m WELL aware that it’s gonna get worse! =( (I can remember how friggin cold I was last year, and I KNOW it’s gonna get colder o_O ) *cowers in corner*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* okay, I’m gonna go away now, I have to draw up a witty card for tomorrow ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: I feel like an extra thumb! &lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Dishwalla - Moisture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94065494?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94065494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94065494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94065494' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-94010240</id><published>2003-05-08T22:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T22:27:25.750+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What a day!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, okay, so today I started off with Information Science, that was pretty cool. Spoke to some peeps, Ooo,  and discussed a helluvalotta XMen talk with Adam ^_^ that was pretty awesome, I must seriously trick the guys into going to go see it soon ^_^ But not sure when though, most of them are busy until Friday, Saturday is a party, and Sunday I might be busy =( *sighs* the following weekend it is :P  But ya, I guess that works out, I mean doing too much in one weekend f*cks me up, I sortta become addicted to the gettogether vibe, and then get especially bored over the course of the week. I mean last time I saw ALL the guys in a social way was on Friday last week, and I’ve slowly been going more crazy than I usually am :P Granted I pretty much saw all of them on Monday, save Peter who isn’t at RAU, but I was running around in a blind panic about my tests :P So yeah, little chance of that counting.  Anyway, back to my initial point, I must therefore spread my social activities out, or I run around like a spoilt brat all week :P (and I don’t think my parents can handle any more of that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to today :P I handed in my Information Science Research Report, and I swear, ,they have the BEST placing in RAU. It had the sun beaming in there so the place was like toasty warm ^_^ I was really enjoying it, but then I had to go back out to the cold harsh RAU halls to get to the stairs, and good GRIEF it was cold!! O_o It was like going from 28’C to 10’C in a few seconds o_O I was not a happy camper! &lt;br /&gt;Ooo, and scary! I think my lecturer from last year, that I had for like 3 months remembered my name! The scary part is, I don’t think I ever told him o_O &lt;br /&gt;Good grief,  that’s another thing I’m gonna bitch about, what is it with the people at RAU? Don’t you people shower EVER? I mean I was in the elevator a couple times today, and I swear it smelt rotten in there each time I went in! I had one free ride with no people in it, and it smelt fine, so I know it wasn’t me, but ya, after today, I think I’ve identified atleast five new smells I will now grow to hate - and I already have a head start :P . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr, just remembered Mark &gt;:( damn punk Grrrrrr! I’m can’t say what happened, sorry, there’s too much to go into, and it hardly seems worth it, but in short, he lied to me and I REALLY don’t appreciate it &gt;&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I was people watching today, and I realised an amusing little thing, you know in RPGs you get different races, well I was able to spot quite a few of them in the people that I was looking at. I mean you got your Dwarfs, your Halflings, your definite Humans, the Elves, and even Half-Elfs. Teehee, well I thought it was amusing! ^_^ I think I’m gonna try do this more often, it amuses me to no end, ^_^ *sigh* I must really get out and get a life sometime :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and my brain wants me to chill out! I had my “peaceful” dream last night, which pretty much means I had my little guardian dude, (he’s been in my dreams before, just some guy my brain has come up with whenever something is worrying me, he gets manifested, and I always have these really relaxing dreams that rejuvenate me) so lemme see, what happened in dream, well we were pretty much just pondering around a forest type thing, I remember it was all very green, and I could pretty much smell everything, and feel everything. Ooo… just for the record, no there’s nothing sexual between the guardian person and me, it’s pretty much like an older brother type figure. Anyway, we were just walking around in a nicely lit forest, not too bright, not too dark, there were nature sounds all around, *sighs* and even though I figure I was speaking to myself (or a figment of my imagination manifested) the stuff we went over and spoke about really got some stuff off my chest. Very therapeutic me thinks, and I’m not sure how, but like lets say if I gave him a problem that’s been bugging me of late, he’d give me a response that I hadn’t really thought up, as of yet. Sortta makes me go off on a crazy tangent and wonder if he’s a figment of my imagination (logical explanation) or my guardian angel manifest (irrational explanation) *shrugs* all I know is that I get a happy feeling inside whenever I have a dream and he’s there, sortta like it feels like everything fits together and life will be good. *sighs happily and hugs the nearest thing I find* … a stapler it is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* okay, now that I’ve lulled myself into a good mood, *curls up toes happily, I love those dreams!* I’m going sleepies ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “You’ll need a kryptonite condom to screw that chick!”&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Counting Crows – &lt;i&gt;Up All Night&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-94010240?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94010240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/94010240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94010240' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93821660</id><published>2003-05-05T22:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T22:54:41.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bleh…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, even though I wrote two tests today, I had a pretty fun day. Well for one, it was friggin cold! I was wearing like the largest amount of clothes layers, and I was still freezing, I think I’m gonna die this winter. I swear, I had a long sleeve velvet top on, baggy jersey, long skirt, and boots, and I was still freezing! I guess I’m going to have to soon swallow my pride and find someone that’s warm and latch on, and not let go :P Then I’ll do my classic “Heat Vampire Trick” which basically entails leeching heat off someone up until the point where they are freezing and I’m toasty warm, then I leave them alone *evil laugh* Sometimes I’m not a very nice person *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, back to today, saw James outside test venue and he was *gasp* studying! Anyway, so I went over to him, grumbled god morning, lamed him for the cold weather and dragged him off to go get wake up juice, caffeine *gurgles* teehee, and James’ version of wake up juice, some Daniels. So I said, “Well I guess it’s okay to have Daniels now, it must be after 12 SOMEWHERE in the world!”&lt;br /&gt;He replied, “Yeah, but it’s after 12 here too… see, it’s 5:00, that’s after 12:00!”&lt;br /&gt;*looks at him with worried look in eye* o_O&lt;br /&gt;He looks at watch again, “It’s 7:00?”&lt;br /&gt;o_O&lt;br /&gt;“Okay, so maybe no Daniels for me will also work!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we’re busy sitting there, I’m sucking on an empty cup reading over notes, and James freaks out, “OH MY GOD! It’s 8:50! We’re LATE for the test!”&lt;br /&gt;And I check my phone for the time… o_O&lt;br /&gt;He rechecks his watch…&lt;br /&gt;It’s 8:05 o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, well it was funny non-the-less, especially when you consider the fact that he has a digital watch! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gha, then I wrote the test,  which I thought was pretty easy… which I’m not to sure if it’s a good thing, I mean that either means I passed really well, or failed miserable o_O teehee, but I vote it’s the former ^_^ Eish, one thing I couldn’t stand was the friggin lecturer who wouldn’t shut the f*ck up! I swear, she loved the sound of her own voice, she must’ve interrupted us like 10 times for our little paper, it was ridiculous! Grrr,  damn women loves the sound of her own voice too much &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how awesome, I saw everyone at RAU today!! Lemme see, I was in the library,  and I saw Fire*Star at the other end of the layer I was on, but didn’t go say hi because I was too busy freaking out about the next test, then I saw Intjies, I saw Austin, I even had the unpleasantness of having to see Catherine too, and I even later got to see Ricky, (more like he spotted me in the library while he was doing a project and poked me…. I am so going to get him back when he least expects it! *evil laugh*) &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp, what else? Um, um, um. Oh yeah, and even though I skipped class to study (yeah, I’m a real rebel don’t you forget it!) I landed up doing the pracs later on in the evening. Grrr,  Info Sci pracs annoy the crap outta me! I swear, they are so mind numbingly easy! It’s not even that much of a challenge. Mind you, I guess I shouldn’t be complaining, I mean making websites are a lot more fun than I dunno,  I guess searching for stuff on the web like we used to ^_^ also since they are so easy, it’s basically marks they are giving away. So like if I get close on full marks for pracs, then that’s a guaranteed 30% for semester mark. And with my 1337 research report making skills, I can get another 20% easy overall for semester mark, so that’s 50%, and then there is tests ^_^ so yeah, unlike last year, I’m actually enjoying RAU a little more. Always a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp,  what else… nope I guess that’s it ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I’m planning on updating my thoughts blog soon on something a little whiney, so if you dare, check it out ;) (like to it is on the left there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “I'M GONNA FAIL!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Moment: New Radicals – Mother We Can’t Get Enough &lt;br /&gt;*bops happily in chair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93821660?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93821660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93821660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93821660' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93714069</id><published>2003-05-03T20:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:58:37.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jabberwocky&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M’kay… what’s been happening in my nick of the woods as of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last update was Wednesday… so that means I must fill you in on Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Erp… well I did that super exciting thing of studying, yeah, isn’t that just super fantastic?? :D ….&lt;br /&gt;::mutters obscenities under her breath::&lt;br /&gt;In one word: Takasi.  (look it up, it’s Elven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh it’s just that it’s such a friggin mission! There’s so many nitty-gritty rubbish that has to be memorised! O_O My brain is slowly hurting! … wait, that doesn’t make any sense :P you know what I mean… if not, ::shrug:: oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ya, &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; was fun, went out to dinner and did a whole lotta hands on window shopping :P So ya, that was a surprisingly nice change to the boring routine ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… there was something else on Thursday… … … argh, can’t remember it now :P see what happens if I leave these updates to few and far between ?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then &lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;, oh super exciting, studied some more ::fun fun fun:: erp, then went to a fondue with all the guys at Intjies’ place ^_^ and Intjies showed me some chords on the guitar ^_^ SQUEEEEEEEEE!! ::misses her old guitar :( :: so ya, that was a lot of fun, especially since it’s easily been about 8-10 years since I last played one of those ^_^ and I mean properly played, not like just strumming along to a tune of my friends :P that hardly ever counts ^_^ So ya, that was pretty awesome, besides I’ve completely forgotten how to hold a guitar, especially the chords! Good grief! It was like I was a spastic monkey or something (no offence meant to monkeys or monkey lovers out there) but ya, my fingers can’t do their double jointed bits like they used to :( guess I’ve completely adapted to computer-dom… ::gets worried face:: if I’ve lost my ability to play the piano, someone is going to pay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… what else, oh ya, lol, Austin was having a VERY long convo with my ex best-friend… erp,  who I don’t think I’ve given pseudonym to yet, so I’ll name her Catherine. So ya, that was a lot of fun to listen to and participate in, especially when we all piled into Ricky’s car Ricky in drivers seat, me in passenger, Fire*Star behind me, Intjies next to him, and Austin behind Ricky. Teehee, and then Catherine wanted a secret from Austin about her.. don’t ask, she’s psychotic, and she was completely wasted.. no wait, I’m not friends with her anymore, she was being herself, and being self-centred as usual. So ya, here we all are trying to come up with something classy for him to say (he was asking us for help)… so Ricky said something unimportant, I said something cheesey, and then Fire*Star comes up with something truly beautiful… which surprisingly shut Catherine up when Austin passed it along. O_O I must say, very impressive. ::claps::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else… nope, I think that’s it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, now Saturday (besides for studying some more… I hope you see the pattern forming there) I think I’m dying! Well maybe not that extreme, but I think my wisdom teeth are coming out… well maybe not TEETH, but back tooth o_O very evil actually. I was studying and then I feel this massive lump on my left gland… so I do a complete freak out! Even worse than when I thought I was pregnant or something. I thought I had cancer, so I was basically in tears when I went to my mum (mommy’s fix everything) and told her to feel the little lump that was there. So then she does like a o_O face, and then step-dad feels and he does a O_o face… and they checked both sides of neck to see if a corresponding swollen gland was there… there wasn’t. So step-dad asks if my gums were sore at the back of my mouth. So I shove my fist in my mouth, gag for a bit, remove it, and shove fingers on the gum, OW! &lt;br /&gt;So at this point I’m pretty much hyperventilating, &lt;i&gt;OH NO! It’s spread to the inside of my mouth!&lt;/i&gt;, and now I’m pretty much a little prod from crying (just for the record, it takes a lot to make me cry in front of other people, so you can just imagine the state I was in!) and then he says: You’re wisdom teeth are just most probably coming out…&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is that IT?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well that’s a relief!!&lt;/i&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, I might ask to go to the doctor if it doesn’t feel any better in a couple days. But I really hate the doctor! I mean, there’s a reason why I prefer chewing on smelly roots and putting on chunky home made ointments for burns or whatever, I’m scared shitless of the doctor! Guess I always expect the worst, like he’s gonna turn around and say, “You’re gonna die!” ::has another panic attack at the thought::&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, I guess I just don’t ever handle it all that well ::blushes:: I’ll think I’ll have to trick someone into going with me. ::points out she can be a hard ass at times, but everyone has a weakness don’t they? ;)::&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, so I’ll keep you updated on that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s enough freaking out that I can handle for one entry ::breaths into a paper packet::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Moment: *seen on a T-Shirt* I swear! She didn’t tell me she was 3!!&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Simply Red – Ain’t That A Lot Of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93714069?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93714069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93714069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93714069' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93545237</id><published>2003-04-30T20:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T20:22:39.350+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;It’s Just One Of Those Days&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Tuesday ~*~&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, lemme think… what all happened today…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I went to RAU for the one and only lesson I have this week (thank the fates for public holidays), Informatics, and we greeted by Brian with a huge smile on his face, and wide open arms. He gave me a huge hug, still with a huge smile on his face and said, “Mel, I’ll pay you R1000 if you can help me with the practical due for tomorrow.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: “Brian, sweety, I’ve given up on it already, I can’t help you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped his hug and did a pretend angry face, “Well you’re no use to me, begone!” and pointed in some vague direction.&lt;br /&gt;Then I did a whole shameful look and said, “I have failed my master.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well we had a little laugh about it. So ya, I guess I feel a little better about that now, I mean I could only do as much as he could, and he’s like a brainiac ^_^ *does happy dance* I could do as much as the brainiac :P (again I point out that I’m crazy) :P&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, something interesting to note. I was playing O’s and X’s in Informatics (it was a very boring lecture) with Brian, and after a while when he realised I was a little abnormally good at it (I used to play it as a child with my grandpa every evening, so I have like a good few years practice on him) and I knew all these little tricks and what have you. And then his friend notices the winning status,  and devises a new version. A 3D version ^_^ that was pretty cool, you basically have 3 boards, and you can have 3 in a line through any of the boards, but it must make a line. Anyway, Brian interesting enough had to have lots of time to think about his next move o_O and kept complaining that it was pretty intense. O_o  Well I had no difficulty spinning the image around in my head to see what’s going on, but I could see he was suffering. And well I won after a while (I think his brain dies or something) but ya, I guess it was just sorrta interesting to note that he was having a tough time trying to figure out how to put things onto the boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp… what else…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, it was Jeremy’s birthday today, so I got him this thing of chocolates, teehee,  except the container it was in after it was wrapped looked like a pot plant :P so ya, when he got home he was seriously surprised and happy to note that it wasn’t a pot plant :P  Teehee, that was sorrta funny…&lt;br /&gt;*phone rings*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: My god Mel, I thought you gave me a pot plant!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *giggle* Hi Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: I was like, “eh?” for the whole time before I opened it!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m glad you like it, I’ll get you a pot plant for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: You do that! I’ll most probably land up eating it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, okay, I have weird friends with weird senses of humour.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, he was looking foreward to having a pot plant to take care of *giggles* so I’m gonna HAVE to get him a pot plant for Christmas :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to his birthday do, and that was quite a bit of fun. But what really meant a bit to me was the little chat we had before the whole evening actually started, or before the other people started to get there. We were just sitting there, and he said something on the lines of: “Mel, thanks for being such a great friend!” sortta like he was half-shocked and half-relived that people like me are out there o_O And here’s me thinking I’m no one out of the ordinary that needs commenting on, or sort of like, I guess, I never thought of me being someone like that that would warrant something being said like that, but ya, made me feel all warm inside ^_^ (and I hadn’t had anything alcoholic to drink yet then :P) *shrugs* sometimes (quite often actually) I run around with rose tinted glasses on which makes me believe that the world is a very happy place (of course this tends to turn around and bite me squarely on the arse, but thank the heavens that I have people out there that can help me calm down)&lt;br /&gt;But ya, I guess he meant it because he even sent me a message afterwards, saying. “thanks for being a great mate” ^_^ Awww, well ya, I guess that made me feel a little happier from all the shit that has been happening over the past long while. &lt;br /&gt;Um, other than our little heart to heart, it was actually quite a lekker evening =) lots of fun to be had by all. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney, Charlotte the spider is back. Or possibly one of it’s offspring. Remember a WHILE ago, I said there was that MONSTER spider in my room on my curtains just sortta chilling there for a couple days, well it disappeared after about a week, and I was pretty miffed about that. Anyway, there’s another (maybe new) rain spider plonked in my curtains now ^_^ Very cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ Wednesday ~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,  okay weird, I had some very weird dreams last night… *thinks for a bit*I had a dream once about baboons getting married once, but that’s nothing compared to what happened last night. I mean I can sortta remember a couple of the things that happened in each (there were about 3 dreams that happened) and strangely enough, one particular person was in all of them I think. (not going to give out the name because that would ruin the punch line ;) but ya… then I got thinking about some previous dreams I had about this person, and without trying to sound cheesy, this person has taught me a lot of life lessons in the short time I’ve known them, and interesting enough, when I was having a heart to heart chat last weekend with them,  they pretty much said I was a good learning curve for them… but in a good way ^_^ *gets all warm and fuzzy inside*  So ya, anyway *still has stupid dreamy smile on face* I guess you could say we were good for each other *shrugs* granted it wasn’t ALWAYS peaches and cream, but ya, we were… &lt;i&gt;beneficial&lt;/i&gt; to each other =)&lt;br /&gt;But what’s worrying me a bit… wait… not really worrying, more like a furry, slightly transparent concern about the dream, I had a factor of it that involved another individual that sortta already transpired already (only been away for an hour at the time of writing, and only sortta because it wasn’t word for word, why? Because in dreams, you can’t read… but the fundamental of the dream involved reading to someone else, but round about like that.) so ya… just something interesting to note I guess =) AND then a little later, I got a phone call from the person that most of the dreams ed around a bit. O_o  So ya, lots of fun ^_^ I’ve been very pretty social today (well save growling at Jeremy when he phoned at like 9:00 to say how nice it was for me to join him on his birthday yesterday, blah blah blah, but ya, I was having a little bit of a hangover (no headache, just feeling miff) and JUST woke up, and wasn’t exactly very much a people person)&lt;br /&gt;AND then I started thinking about some other shit… but shut myself up because I was starting to annoy myself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um what else.. oh ya, I got a phone call from Mark today, we started chatting and whatever, and then I asked him something… and it turns out that in the past he lied to me. It wasn’t something HUGE I guess, but still he lied =( that put me in a miff mood all day =( I’m not gonna say what it is because I still think I’m too angry to say anything that’ll come out all wrong, and I’ll regret it later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp… what else.. well nothing much worth mentioning I guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “If you’re happy and you know it, hit your neighbour” &lt;/sing song voice&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Moment: Glen Phillips – Sir Duke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93545237?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93545237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93545237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93545237' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93360545</id><published>2003-04-27T23:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T23:49:28.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where have all the cowboys gone?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’ve been a real naudy girl! No updates for nearly a week?!? And I don’t even really have a good excuse ;) (well besides I’ve been seriously swamped with work) but ya, other than that, I haven’t done anything interesting (oh wait… nah,  never mind, that was a dream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so what’s been plotting in my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, went to RAU,  blah blah blah, and went to Jeremy’s place because he needed help with Informatics theory,  so I went over it all with him in the afternoon (which was quite easy surprisingly, one thing you just have to know when it comes to tutoring, you just have to fins a way to relate the subject to something the learner likes,  and you’re set ^_^ ) *shuts up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, Friday… *giggles* nothing much there worth blabbering on about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, went to an Anime showing with Fire*Star in the morning and for the bulk of the afternoon ^_^ was pretty cool! Also got to meet some people that I hardly get the chance to meet that I’m friends with on the forums and IRC I harass *waves at DarkOne and Elrin* ;) so that was pretty cool,  pity I couldn’t have stayed longer, that would have been the best! But then I had to goto a braai with all the guys (yup all of them, it’s been a long while since we’ve had EVERYONE together, was pretty awesome!) Um… blah blah blah, had braai, laughed a helluvalot (Intjies is such an easy target ;) Ooo, and Austin got glasses! I had a look through them, and good grief, he’s blind! O_O Erp, well anyway, ,we went to Intjies place there and continued disposing of fireworks again. *sighs* there’s just too many of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the record, ,a line of gun powder (like they show in the movies) does NOT go off quickly! More like a leisurely stroll that occasionally goes out o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erp,  anyway, then we went back to Fire*Star’s place, and watched some TV… and for some strange odd reason, everyone was tired (including me) by like 22:00!! O_o Old age has finally got us! *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,  blah blah blah, I got home, blah blah blah, went to sleep woke up, and just like magic, it was Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well today, I got Jeremy his BDay pressie! A thing of sweets ^_^ (you can never go wrong with chocolates as a present… well as long as the person isn’t diabetic :P ) erp… then had a family dinner, that was okay, sat at the dinner table singing Monty Python songs with my uncle ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was pretty funny :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, that was my weekend… sorry I’m not being all insightful today, I’m feeling REALLY lazy ^_^ teehee… I’ll make it up to you eventually ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “He’s a Lumberjack, and he’s okay!” … “I wish I was a girly, just like my dear papa!”&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Counting Crows - Miami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93360545?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93360545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93360545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93360545' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93130194</id><published>2003-04-23T21:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T21:30:44.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Miff…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, woke up, was still in a crappy mood (residual from yesterday). I swear, I’m gonna find this bad-mood fairy that’s lurking somewhere, and I’m gonna jump on her repeatedly, and feed her to my cat =^_^= *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah!! *head bangs* I was checking my hands today, and I got the shock of my life. *warning, palmistry jargon coming up ahead* my life line was initially pretty short (like only half way through Venus) and had a little fork at the end... not very good. Now I had a look,  and I have this long thing, granted it’s a little thin, but from where it branched off, it still has it’s fork, but the one branches off, it goes straight onto the mount of Moon. *head bangs again* pretty much sums me up. I’m no doubt gonna land up aboard eventually, and with any luck, I won’t have any children. =D *wiggles around room happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I get my highs off the weirdest of things. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, also finished a new drawing today. It sortta cheered me up ^_^ I got to vent I guess, and I like how it turned out. I also scanned in a drawing I did last week, so ya &lt;a href=http://www.geocities.com/melissrad/pages/drawings.htm&gt;check em out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, the newest one didn’t scan and resize so nicely, but regardless, I have the original here,  and I like how it turned out, good sum up of my mood :P&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of art, not sure if I’ve menrtioned it yet, but non-the-less: &lt;a href=http://tehother.deviantart.com&gt;Here’s my little Deviant Art Section&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else happened today, oh ya, went over an unhealthy amount of work for lectures tomorrow. o_O lectures can be real meanies. Like this one section for Information Science, it’s 120 pages o_O and that’s just for one lecture! O_o very mean. Then there was a section on Media and Violence for Mass Communication, I wanted to have a hug after that :P Then Business Management was just the usual shit anyway,  so that’s no biggy (except that I can’t stand the subject!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I’ve been listening to quite a bit John Mayer recently. ^_^ And lets just say,  if Ewan McGregor and I never work out, I’m sure John and I will :P Well ya, his work is pretty darn impressive. He also has a bit of satire (or the like) in his work, and the best part of his music, it isn’t the shallow type of stuff, it’s generally pretty personal (“&lt;i&gt;Your Body is a Wonderland&lt;/i&gt;”) for example. So ya, check him out if you can ^_^ it’s well worth it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… what else… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I finally got around to writing a little addition to the RPG story, so that’s always a good thing. I’m still not sure how I’m going to do it, but I need my characters to start stirring up shit soon. Well when I mean soon, I mean within the next 5 days in the story, and since it’s taken… I think around six months to get through 1.5 days in the story, I think it’ll be safe to assume that it’ll be fine for me to leave my evil plan until June holidays. ^_^ I mean, we’ll most probably only be finished with maybe the third day if we’re lucky by then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! Just remembered! I have to many friggin Birthday Presents to buy in the first half of the year! It ain’t fair! Lets see, January, 2. February, 1. March I’m present buying free (but then all my cash goes to holiday activities). April I have 3. May I have 3. And June I have another 3. *sighs* I can’t wait till October, so far I don’t have anybody I knows BDay then… other than family, ,but I can generally get away with making them something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s me whining today :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Whenever I’m feeling down, I like to whistle. It makes the neighbours dog run to the end of his chain and gag himself.”&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Song of the Moment: Glen Philips – &lt;i&gt;Walk on the Ocean&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93130194?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93130194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93130194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93130194' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-93072956</id><published>2003-04-23T00:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T00:18:27.436+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nifty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are curious: Looky at my &lt;a href= http://www.geocities.com/tehonlyother&gt;Information Science Project&lt;/a&gt;. Isn’t it nifty? Well ya,  we had to make a website for a project: “What makes an effective website” so there it is :P my practical part of the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* I dunno why, but for like the whole of yesterday I was seriously SERIOUSLY depressed o_O and I don’t even know why… maybe I just need a hug :P *runs after Yuki to get a hug from her* argh, that wasn’t it. I’m not sure what it was really. I mean it was like I looked in the mirror, and I didn’t really recognise myself. *shrugs* Guess I have a lot going on in my life at the moment, lots of assignments / tests coming up. My personal life has become a little more complicated (but hopefully I can eventually pluck up the courage to sort it out soon), and I’m oddly paranoid about something’s o_O I think people in general know more than they are letting on, and are conspiring against me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I was crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just had to clear that up :P So ya, I guess I’m also quite down in the dumps today. *plonks down on floor and pouts* &lt;font size="1"&gt;No body wuvs me &lt;/font&gt; *pouts some more* &lt;font size="1"&gt;and even if they say they do, I doubt they mean it&lt;/font&gt; *pouts some more* … *looks around all confused* &lt;b&gt;WFT&lt;/b&gt;? *stands up* I am me,  and I don’t get bothered about these petty things such as emotion! *stomps foot* damnit! *walks off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you were paying attention when I said I was crazy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, I dunno that might be it that’s been bugging me, but I doubt it. In the past that was the sortta thing I’d whine about that was making me depressed (blah blah blah) but for some reason it doesn’t bug me anymore *shrugs* must be getting too old for it :P Don’t look at me like that! It does happen!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, I even ate some ungodly huge amount of icecream to try cheer me up, didn’t work. But I did find some extra kilos though :P Argh, it’s most probably just one of those things. But it’s annoying you know, like I try my best to stay happy, I hardly let anything get me down, I’ve gotten bloody good at shrugging things off and pretty much becoming emotionally numb (it’s REALLY good for not letting things get you down surprisingly, with only a few technical, little adverse side effect :P ) and still, I have days where I run around being miff. ARGH! How rude :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, hopefully tomorrow I’ll be feeling better, and I won’t be as whiney - sorry about that, but I sometimes need to air things :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else? OMG! I think my phone has an STD! My one ex-best friend from high school (aptly nicked “Syphilis” by Fire*Star and myself) SMSed me today wanting to chat o_O Very scary,  I’m sortta traumatised from the whole experience, but I found the alcohol cabinet, so I’m okay now :D *hic* But only the Fates know why she wanted to chat today, I haven’t heard from her in basically a year,  and now she’s busy talking to me as if I’m her best friend?? Argh, I’ll never understand women :P And I doubt I’ll ever understand men fully,  I’ll just live my life a hermit in some HUGE house with a 24/7 ASDL internet connection when I’m older… hey a girl can dream can’t she?? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, *mumble grumble* My cat really loves me *grumble growl* and I had proof of this *snarl growl* She brought me a ParkTown Prawn *snarl mumble* although it was sweet of her, it was still pretty annoying. Teehee, but I guess it was my cats way of trying to cheer me up,  she went out and got me something I could play with and eventually snack on :P (well according to her anyway) I wuv my widdle kitty.&lt;br /&gt;Here’s a &lt;a href= http://www.furballs.co.za/yuki.htm&gt;little section dedicated to her&lt;/a&gt; on a friends site.&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I guess I’m taking over my grans title of “Crazy Cat Lady” in our family a little earlier that I thought I was going to :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s it for today, my bed is looking all to inviting, so I’m off to beddy bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: I think that in about thirty years, d0rks will be the biggest and most respected label group, and we will finally have world peace! :P (did I mention that I was crazy?)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Dexter Freebish – &lt;i&gt;Leaving Town&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-93072956?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93072956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/93072956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93072956' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92926036</id><published>2003-04-20T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T12:56:30.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Squeeee!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so what has happened this Easter weekend… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, nothing much, spent most of the day at home, went over the chapters that I’ve fallen behind in, in Business Management o_O there’s something wrong with that subject ::shrugs:: maybe I’m just not that way inclined. Then went over some more work that’s gonna be coming up in the next week.. and that’s pretty much it :P *fun and exhilarating* life of the student! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, that was pretty fun!! :D Went to Peter’s B-Day celebration, went go-kart driving ^_^ that was fun, except I was &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;STUPID&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and wore a skirt as per normal, and had it flapping all over the place, ,but after a while I figured it was safe as most of the guys were to concerned with the road and beating everyone than my legs being exposed :P But next time I’m gonna wear pants for definite, and even then I’m gonna staple them to my legs to it doesn’t get in the way :P&lt;br /&gt;And ouch, Ricky burnt his forearm on the engine o_O Gross gross gross, then eventually he was pulling the skin off… GROSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!! ::cowers in corner gnawing on Jersey sleeves in terror::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, we went to Peter’s place for dinner. That was pretty chilled, but Fire*Star for some reason kept stealing the places where I was sitting, granted he was initially sitting with Austin, and he can be a little… argh, can’t think of the right word, but ya. :P Um, what else, ooo, we also played 30 Seconds teehee ^_^ It was myself, Fire*Star, Austin and Ricky on a team, and Peter, his two friends from WITS, and Michael on a team. I think we may have won, except Austin and I kept on friggin hell saying the friggin name on the friggin cards, so we kept getting disqualified. Gha! How annoying. Um,  what else, ooo, Peter had a computer in the lounge, and the guys were playing UT2K3,  and some Jedi-Star Wars games ^_^ and we had the screen output to the television ^_^ teehee, and I realised something, I’m never gonna piss Austin off! He was playing with the sniper rifle, and he got this whole psycho look on his face when he was snipering the people from one tower, and a whole kiddie look in his eye when we was playing with the guided missiles! :P It was actually quiet cute to watch. Um, then we watched some little Pixar animations, damn those people are mean! Although they were cute, and I was squeeking happily at the cuteness factor, it was still heart breaking watching some of those! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, and I’ve figured out what I’m gonna make my millions with, I’m gonna rent out my lap for naps. Well actually it was Fire*Star’s initial concept, “Rent-A-Lap” as he was the one using my lap as a pillow last night, and then, on the other side, I had Ricky curling up next to me, lol, and with these two doing the whole sleepy vibe, ,no wonder I was slowly being lulled off to sleep :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, just remembered something that was pretty funny, Fire*Star was busy running around trying to find Ricky another icepack for his burn, and in the process put Ricky’s shoes in the freezer, ^_^ ::giggles:: then was snapping little comments, “Hope he’s not nervous to get married!” – Cold Feet :P teehee, then we went back to watching some movies, and about 2 hours after that, out of nowhere, Ricky pipes up outta no where, “Oh, Fire*Star put my shoes in the freezer!” ::bursts out laughing:: *click* Um… what else… nope I think that’s the extent of the activities that happened :P  (or at least that I can remember and what’s worth mentioning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and since today’s Easter and all:&lt;br /&gt;To the Christians: Happy Easter (Feast of the Annunciation of the Blessed Virgin Mary)! &lt;br /&gt;To the Jews: Enjoy Pass Over! &lt;br /&gt;To the Antient Egyptians: Enjoy your feast of Feast of Isis! &lt;br /&gt;To the Pagan: Have a wonderful Vernal Equinox! (Spring or Autumn Equinox) &lt;br /&gt;To the Modern Druid: Joyful Alban Eilir! &lt;br /&gt;To the old Irish: Have a great Feast of Eostre! &lt;br /&gt;To the Wiccan: Festive Lady Day or Ostara!&lt;br /&gt;To the Atheists: Well just another day! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: “Lifestyles of the rich and the famous, they’re always complaining! Always complain! If money’s such problem? Well they have mansions, we should rob them!” *head bangs and bops around the room*&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Good Charlotte - &lt;i&gt;Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92926036?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92926036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92926036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92926036' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92797934</id><published>2003-04-17T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T22:43:07.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abnormally Tired&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm,  it must be Thursday, I never quite got the hang on Thursdays! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme think about what happened today… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Information Science first thing o _O and regardless of modern science and logic and all that other airy-fairy concepts, I’m convinced that my lessons at 7 are getting earlier! Or maybe I’m just only feeling it today because I didn’t have any tea or coffee in the morning. O_O Yup, scary thought, hey ;)&lt;br /&gt;And to make matters worse, most of the lectures took up their whole hour, (usually we get out a little early) but I guess we missed all of that today. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, had quite a bit of fun regardless ^_^ Like Nick, James and I were trooping around going to the next class, and we were in the lift, and it stops on this one floor, and I swear,  *just* as the door opens, Nick pipes up, “Let the beautiful lady in.” and does the whole cheesy-I’m-so-impressed-with-myself grin on his face. &lt;br /&gt;So I pipe up (with the chick that had just entered the lift standing right there), “Gawd! You can’t even wait 3 seconds before jumping on a poor chick with your hormone driven fantasies.” &lt;br /&gt;He chirps back, “Well I haven’t jumped on you yet have I?”&lt;br /&gt;I retort, “That’s because I bite.”&lt;br /&gt;Get a little chuckle from James.&lt;br /&gt;Nick…&lt;br /&gt;*giggles* that shut him up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, I guess I was being very chirpy today ^_^ teehee, couldn’t help myself :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, ooo, saw Brian again today *giggles* jas we can talk kak for ages! We first started on chocolates, then that lead to strawberries, art, electronics, clothing, music, eater holiday, hair, Business Management, colouring in pens, and finally pr0n ^_^ lol, in that order too :P so ya, that’s always a lot of fun, being able to do that like in a smooth motion, without any funny silences between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggles for a bit more from recalling the memory* =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, and James is the greatest (for this week) I’ve got his “Ghost in the Shell” watched it a little earlier, pretty f*cking awesome =) It’s a real pity that anime is so friggin hard to get hold of in this country, else I’d be buying quiet a bit of them =) But ya, I guess it’s one of things you have to pay for when you have other things. Sortta like an economic karma :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOWW!! My ear’s so sore! I was on the phone for literally an hour (8:05 – 9:13 – was able to time it because I changed my nick on IRC when I went onto the phone, and changed it back to normal nick, and noticed how much time had gone by) very scary, I’m quite outta practice (no chicks to talk to will do that to you, I can remember being able to phone up a chick friend and just yabber for yours, very weird) and now only an hour later and my ear is sore. Well it wasn’t my phone bill *kekeke* I mean I hardly ever actually phone people (except for when like organising outings, it’s easier to phone, and I usually have free minutes, but that’s usually for 10 minutes) but ya, if I do talk on the phone, it’s usually someone phoning me… I think I’m beginning to become very anti social! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, and today, I had two icecreams for breakfast *shrugs* I blame James! He said icecream would be a good idea, so ya, I was pretty much on a sugar high all day *hangs off walls* Was quite fun seeing people getting nervous twitches around me ... =P Just kidding ^_^ But ya, the sugar high was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I didn’t write yesterday, but I got a new toy from MacDonalds, Bagheria, (the blank panther) ^_^ It’s so cute,  and so far I’ve had a couple BComs playing with it (BA’s weren’t that interested in it surprisingly), lol, but they get like this sortta happy glazed look in their eye when they play with it, it’s cute to watch ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, yesterday, I uploaded more pictures to my &lt;a href=http://www.geocities.com/melissrad/pages/drawings.htm&gt;drawing page&lt;/a&gt; on my website ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else am I allowed to talk about… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, that’s it from me today =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Two IceCream for breakfast is good! Just not if you are the one that has to interact with me! o_O&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Third Eye Blink - &lt;i&gt;Thanks A Lot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92797934?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92797934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92797934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92797934' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92674140</id><published>2003-04-15T23:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T23:25:01.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ahem…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today’s Tuesday… *twiddles thumbs* … Thank you very much … *turns off lights and walks out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P Nha, I wouldn’t do that to you.. well not again atleast ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lemme think, what happened today, well woke up, had a very sweet SMS on my phone, and beginning a day with a smile is always a great way to start any day ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went through to Kayalami again today (I know I haven’t been putting it in here, but I’ve been going there like every 2-3 days the past few weeks) *breaks down and cries* It’s such a f*cking long way to travel, and I know this sounds pathetic, but my back can’t take the continuous long trips in the car. I’m not as young as I used to be *pouts* So ya, that was pretty much my morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I watched beginning of an anime movie: “Princess Mononoke” (had to goto class in-between, but finished watching it in the afternoon). ^_^ It’s pretty awesome. Beautifully done (as many anime are) but it was well put together, and story was original (well IMHO it was) but ya, brain no wants to think of big words,  so all I’m gonna say is “Squeee” and “It was brilliant”!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I saw Jeremy today, he was still a bit miff, but in a better mood, and pretty much back to the way he was last year - using me as a pillow to go to sleep in Informatics :P So that was good to see. But we had a short lecture (abot 20 minutes… and don’t ask me how he could have gotten sleepy in that time, but he did) and for quite a while afterwards, he did a little more venting about Michelle, and that did him good, he was very chipper (*whacks side of head* now I’m talking like him *groans*) afterwards,  and started saying how we must all get together, like a whole shit load of people, and just do something, like go for drinks or something. So that sounds like fun, we’re gonna try set a date and get a whole lotta people together. ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how scary is this? I must be pheromone-ing or something today, I was sitting outside waiting to be picked up by the parental unit, and this guy just somma sits next to me, and starts jabbering away, and doing a poor impression of flirting o_O &lt;br /&gt;But ya, just something interesting to note I guess. *shrugs and walks off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooo, and I’m STILL leet (been a bit miffed recently because I thought I was losing my edge) ^_^ Jeremy was phoning me every few minutes asking for help on every so often query. But ya, he still did quite a lot on his own, but I halped him with the more difficult things they were asking. So ya, and on account that I was doing it mostly off the top of my head, without any notes or anything, I’m very impressed with myself ^_^ *does happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I drew a little dragon today ^_^ It’s more like an experiment with movement, but I like it =) I’m planning on scanning and putting my new pics up soon on my website, so if you’re at all interested, go have a look see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, well I guess that’s it for jolly ol’ today ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live long and prosper… or something like that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: *shrugs, it’s one of those days!&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Meredith Brook - &lt;i&gt;Bitch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92674140?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92674140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92674140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92674140' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92606516</id><published>2003-04-14T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T23:17:03.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Big Grins&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty cool, I was in a sortta happy mood all day. Very weird, I know :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Information Science today, did the practical. It was a bit annoying though because the server wasn’t set to let anyone in, but I &lt;i&gt;knew&lt;/i&gt; it was up because a friend was &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; on the internet in another room. Anyway, I’m very chuffed with myself, I was able to get the server to work for me before the lecturer figured it out :D *yay me* and no hacking needed at all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else worth speaking about… Um, yakked for ages between classes with James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a short lesson of Mass Communication, and guess who joined us afterwards? Fire*Star, Ricky and their friend, um Marcel (can’t remember his alias, but the guy that joined us for Drive-In once) well anyway, it was pretty cool to see them on campus. And I did a very stupid thing as well. You see, we have this poking thing in our group, where we poke each other as a sortta game thing. Poke someone, and they get you back. Well anyway, most of the time it’s over SMS if we don’t see each other, but since it was real life, I decided I’d get Ricky back for previous pokes. Anyway, after one, I scampered off, and he started chasing me *eep* so I run off, and I guess I was getting pretty far away from him until I thought a good way to get away would to be run up the stairs *whacks forehead* I forgot to account for the fact that my legs are a lot shorter than his, so you can imagine how quickly he caught me (in hindsight,  I think running along the tables would have gotten me farther),  anyway, got pokes back *pouts* not fair, but it was still fun for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh yes, my poor little friend Jeremy *sends hugs and care packages to him* as I said, him and Michelle broke up. Anyway, as I’ve said before, they were really good for each other, made each other very happy. It was good to see a successful relationship for once, and well, illusions aren’t fun, they broke up. Anyway, it’s a little too personal to put here, but the short clean version is that he phoned her and she said something that really pissed him off (trust me it was nasty and bitchy) and here he was hoping to maybe get back together with her again :( So he phoned me earlier for a little vent/rant conversation, very down in the dumps. I think I cheered him up a bit though :) so that’s always a good thing, but I’m gonna see him tomorrow, so I can see if my little pep talk I gave had an effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else today… Ooo, finished another drawing, sortta f*cked it up towards the end, but I like the bit that didn’t get ruined. I’ll hopefully be able to scan them soon. Also re-did website a bit (I figured out target=”blank” ;) ) Well besides that, nothing more :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Good girls are only bad girls who haven’t gotten caught!&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Gypsy Kings - &lt;i&gt;Volare&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=”http://www.groening.org/flash/Karaoke.swf” target=”_blank”&gt;The Karaoke Version&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92606516?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92606516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92606516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92606516' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92522738</id><published>2003-04-13T12:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T16:35:47.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Interesting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night (Saturday), went out with the guys… well those that wanted to join us atleast, Fire*Star, Austin and Intjies. It was pretty interesting as we planned to do one thing, but landed up doing another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all met at Intjies place at 16:00, where we were told Ricky and Peter weren’t going to be joining us,, so ya, it was going to be a small little gathering with just the four of us. Anyway, we went to go play putt-putt at Fourways, but first toddled around the shops for a while, looking at different things and what not. And I swear I saw the funniest thing, in this one store, they were selling wands or something. Well it was a stick, with velt type material wrapped around it, and a clear quartz shoved on each end… tada, you have yourself a wand. &lt;br /&gt;But here’s my question, if it’s supposed to be your wand, which you are going to use… wouldn’t it make more sense for you to make it, so your vibrations are in it (not just the vibes of those that made it, but also all those people that have touched it before you), and also you can make it exactly how you want it… well it’s just my thoughts on the matter, also discounting the fact on how much it cost in the first place. Maybe I wouldn’t be so critical if they sold supplies to make your own, but ya, just something critical I had to voice my opinion on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, also went to the book store there… and I hardly even saw one thing that interested me… how depressing. I saw maybe two books that I’d want to get, but I’ve already read them (from other people, I just want my own copy :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, we played putt-putt eventually… I lost as per usual. But it was still fun. And I did something I don’t think I’ve done in many years… I lost my golf ball. I putted it, and it bopped over a barrier and into the water. *hangs head in shame* then I had to run back to the kiosk to get a new one. *toddles back and does hole again* but still had a fun time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, then went to go have supper, got Intjies sung “Happy Birthday” to – his birthday isn’t until June – for a couple reasons, one just to have fun, and second to get a free ice cream, ,which Austin landed up eating. Then went to go get videos, we were gonna get a &lt;i&gt;Monty Python&lt;/i&gt;, but after a couple video stores not having it, we settled for &lt;i&gt;Space Balls&lt;/i&gt;. *giggles* still a funny movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, nearly forgot. Up until yesterday I’ve been working with 12Gigs of space on computer, well I got a little upgrade from hand-me-downs from rents, and now I have 50Gig *does happy dance* … now just need something to fill up the space ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, and Sunday I did bugger all (big up me!) ;) Very chilled day, didn’t do anything hectic or out of the ordinary. Oh wait, I lie, I had some weird eating habits this today. Had a custard Danish for breakfast, salad for lunch, and I’m gonna be having chicken for dinner. I had a three course meal the whole day… but not in order o_O I need to get out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Don’t make me kidnap you!&lt;br /&gt;(long story behind that one ;)&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Shawn Colvin - &lt;i&gt;Get Out of this House&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92522738?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92522738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92522738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92522738' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92446880</id><published>2003-04-11T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T21:52:38.966+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nervous Twitch&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I dunno how I did it, but another week Internet free, and I have no abnormal side effects (save this twitch every now and then) from it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, so last update was Sunday hey? Hmmm, well I guess a shit load of stuff has happened since then… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. First day back at RAU for the last two weeks. And for once I think I had a better time than many other people. =0 don’t see that happen all that often ;) I literally needed a holiday from my holiday =S But ya, I guess I did do a lot in just fourteen short days, no wonder I was exhausted on Monday. As for the others… lemme think. James, he basically house sat the whole time, his parents were out of town or something, and he didn’t even have any parties! Very responsible, ,but also a little boring of him :P Nick was bubbly as ever, and the only fun activity he had to speak about was going to Sun City on Wednesday (I think I told you about that) Adam also house sat, but someone elses house, and he had a few friends over, not even a party, just to sit around and talk crap (and the like) and got in trouble for that. So that wasn’t too nice. Um… who else did I see? So ya, that was it for a while, so after out torturous 20 minute assignment we had to do, we all sat around outside for a while between classes. Intjies and his crew eventually joined us and we had a good gabberfest. Ooo, how annoying, I was trying to have a conversation on the phone, and Intjies was annoying the crap outta me! (no offence to him, but he was) Like crinkling paper by the mouth piece and yelling “I can’t hear you! We’re going under a bridge!” (let me remind my viewers that we were sitting on the ground outside) and generally being a nuisance. &lt;br /&gt;Um, anyway, after that, we all went to our stressful 20 min lecture for Mass Communcation.&lt;br /&gt;*swoons* BA is so difficult at times! ;) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday… this was pretty uneventful, ie, I can’t remember much. Oh yes, Jeremy and Leigh broke up (it was basically that she didn’t know if she even wanted a relationship with him in the first place), he then started going out with this other chick, and after him knowing her for two dates, she tries and kills herself =0 =( Quite sad actually. Lets just say, he sure can pick ‘em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, oh yes, the car day *rolls eyes* I spent the majority of the day in a car, going to pick up, and order computer parts so we could eventually get the Internet back. *rolls eyes again* So much for that. I picked up a new hard-drive, a really nifty cooling rack for it (we assumed that the problem with the PC that has Internet access,  that was causing it to hang, was because the hard drive overheated… so we got a new one, and some fans). Anyway, I got the Internet back for like an hour, then the computer hung again, and I could do bugger all again! *rolls eyes* So now I’ve said screw it,  and the rents can deal with it now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… Thursday. Quite busy too, went to RAU for the morning (literally, I had classes from 7:00 till 13:00, solid with no breaks. o_O But ya, got through it. And it’s official,  I’m passing all my subjects ^_^ I had to wait for Mass Comm marks to come out, but ya, I’m kicking butt academically. :) For Information Science, I think I’m just clearing a distinction, Informatics… not sure how they are weighting the marks, but I’m somewhere in the 70s for definite (70% for test, and an average of about 8-9 / 10 for the praticals). Um, Mass Comm I got 66, so that’s okay. And my worst mark (and it really is worst as it’s REALLY bad) is 53% for Business Management, but I never was friends with that subject, even last year… but I still need to improve there!&lt;br /&gt;Ooo,  also, ::blushes again at the thought:: In Bus Man, I was sitting next to Brian, and the lecturer was doing some sort of orientation procedure or something, we had to turn to the person next to us, and tell them something about ourselves that the other person doesn’t know. Now lemme think, I’m not one for sharing my personal life much (and no, non of the stuff I write in here is even close to personal as I’m thinking) and so I could pretty much say anything, so I say, “I have a tiger on my bag!” (the MacDonald’s toy) and grin from ear to ear from my stupid response.&lt;br /&gt;Now Brian usually tells me his life story every week, so there is rarely anything new he hasn’t told me. So when it was his turn to share, he says, “I love you, Mel!” … *face drops and mega amounts of blushing ensues* I know full well he was joking, but I blushed anyway. *doesn’t react well in emotional situations anymore*&lt;br /&gt;Not giving much of a damn about people in that respect for a good year or so will generally get you into some mental state like that (well at least that’s the case with me)… blah blah blah. But ya, lets just say for about 10 minutes after that while the rest of the lecture room was discussing this, I was spurting out witty puns in the feeble hope to draw the attention away from my blushing like a red balloon.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I helped organise the group get-together for Saturday. Which pretty much consisted of many MANY phone calls, and spending my hard earned free-minutes on my cell phone to do plans and what not :P But ya, I got the weirdest buzz from doing it. I mean normally I speak at an abnormally fast rate (but I occasionally catch myself and force slow myself down) but ya, Thursday I was speeding away at times. *staples tongue to plank of wood* daew we gu. Nu moor pulbulm. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. *giggles and raises eyebrow mischievously* that’s all I’m gonna say. *giggles some more* &lt;br /&gt;That and I got sunburnt! *grumbles under breath* but ya, I guess it was a cool day none the less, eventually got home at a decent time, and promptly collapsed on the bed (I was tired, it was weird!)&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, also rents finally fixed whatever computer problem was being had, so I have the internet back again!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ya, and I guess that’s it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day – (actually a little conversation I was having)&lt;br /&gt;“I swear, if this wind doesn’t stop, I’m gonna staple my hair to head”&lt;br /&gt;“Wouldn’t that hurt?”&lt;br /&gt;“Shh, do not try and confuse me with your earth logic!”&lt;br /&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Right&lt;/i&gt; Okay Mel, no more little yellow pills for you.”&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: U2 - &lt;i&gt;Sweetest Thing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92446880?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92446880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92446880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92446880' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-92086324</id><published>2003-04-06T14:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T14:31:16.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Where to begin?...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was Austin’s birthday party… now remember I told you about Leigh, his girlfriend, not sure if I told you this, but generally when we see her in a group, it usually turns ugly, there’s always stress involved. &lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, dear Leigh had a bit too much to drink towards the beginning of the evening, and lets just say, manners and logic were not her friend. She was fighting with Austin, yelling at the waiters, and all wasn’t all together pleasant. (also her screaming at Austin and telling him she’s pregnant… um, ya… “Can you say awkward?” – but &lt;i&gt;apparently&lt;/i&gt; she was joking… we’ll talk about this another time :) )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time went on, she sobered up,  and in actual fact, she’s actually not as bad as she’s been the last million times we’ve seen her, she was actually *gasp* bearable =o I could actually have a decent conversation with her without wanting to tie a knot in her throat, I’m impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, (and this all happened after Leigh calmed down and became “normal” again), Austin, Leigh, Ricky, Fire*Star and I all went up to the hill to sit and ponder on life and all that rubbish (ie, we sat up there and blabbered on for ages) and even though Leigh was there, it was pretty civilised, except she started off on being religious, and then wanted to discuss religion ::rolls eyes:: Okay, not so &lt;i&gt;sound&lt;/i&gt; like a little Miss Know-It-All, more than I already do, but come on, just no. Maybe it’s just me, but I’ve discussed this topic to death with many a diverse group of people and you know what I found? There will always be someone playing a specific role, pretty much standing up for each different religion,  and I could see it happening again last night, so I tried changing the topic each time, after humouring it for a few comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, then we somehow got tricked into Truth-Dare-Command *rolls eyes* And me being me, I only do truths *points out she is a wuss* but then again I also have a tendency of lying if need be, and can generally do so looking the person in the eye and with a straight face :) No wait, not really lying I guess,  more like I wilfully participate in a campaign of misinformation :P But ya, it was okay stuff they asked, no need to lie (stuff like, “Have you ever danced naked infront of the mirror?” … *hides under jacket, and a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An interesting topic that did come up, is that of soul-mates. Now just a little warning, I &lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt; a hopeless romantic, and I believe that there is a certain someone out there that is pretty much the one that completes you. (pretty much like how the Greek myth depicts). Now I’m not gonna go out and rant about how Ewan McGregor is my soulmate (even though it’s so obvious ;) but ya, in all honesty, I’ve only seen one person who could have been my soulmate, (well as far as what people describe it to be), and ya, complicated couldn’t even begin to describe it. It’s not like we broke up, or split up… argh, it’s too complicated to get into right now, maybe I’ll tell ya all the story another time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* to all those men out there, I apologise, on behalf of my gender,  on the way some of us treat you! I just realised that a great deal of us make your lives VERY complicated,  even if there is a clear chance of activity “x” being straight forward, (I know I do) some of us go and make it as complicated as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream update!! (see, I told you I would keep you updated) Oh ya, remember on &lt;a href=http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_melissarad_archive.html#91673278&gt;Saturday&lt;/a&gt;, I told you I had a funky dream, one that I had a funny feeling about, well just for the record, I was pretty much right, (except for when I said that possibly what happened in the dream had already transpired) as what happened the other night, pretty much fits what happened in the dream, to more or less to the tee than anything I could figure :D (just a few days off, tsk tsk, I’m getting rusty!) :P&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I know it might sound lame, but I’m telling the honest truth here. More often than not, on some level, those sortta dreams I have, they do come true, maybe not word for word per se ;) but the overall feel, with one or two details missing, or added in (like swapping green for blue or something ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, it was National Cleavage Day (I kid you not!) So what gets organised, IceSkating = Chunky Jerseys = No Cleavage ^_^ *evil laughter* I love being me :P I can get away with nearly anything :P (and I stand by the fact that if it weren’t for laws or physics, I’d be UNSTOPPABLE!! *laughs evilly*) But ya, it was fun to go ice-skating again, and thank goodness the last time I went was only like a year ago, so I wasn’t as wobbilly as last time (which was about a 6 year difference between when I last went, and from when I started skating again ^_^ And I didn’t fall once! And I was wearing a skirt! ^_^ Yay me! *does happy dance* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a sad realisation, our little group is clearly too old for things like ice-skating, there were nothing but little kiddies there =o It’s bad when you become the old people at 18. *pouts* But I guess we can still go there every once in a while, to break the cycle that we usually do if we get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, Fire*Star went fishing with his dad on Saturday - teehee, ratted him out!! :P And he said he enjoyed it!! o_O I dunno who that was, but I wanna know where he put FS :P Nha, it’s cool I guess, I’ve sortta been fascinated with fishing and all, but never enough to actually do it (poor little fishies :( I’ll eat them,  but I don’t wanna be there when they are caught… yes, there IS no logic there, but don’t try confuse me with your earth logic ;) I’m in a happy place, so sush! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um… what else… um… ooo, I blame Austin for this, but we all landed up watching &lt;i&gt;Basic Instinct&lt;/i&gt; at Ricky’s place, LOL, I’m sorry, but I know it was a controversial flick back in the day when it was made, but I now know how desensitised I am, it really wasn’t as bad as everyone makes it out to be, or how they used to make it out to be ;) sure it was a little bad, but sadly not enough to get the creep factor out of me. &lt;br /&gt;Either that,  or I’m REALLY more tainted than I figured I was :P *goes off to take purity test* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been quite peaceful today :) no aunt, no cousins, just me and my computer,  what else could a techno junky want… (more RAM) ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, went shopping for supplies for ‘rent’s dinner thing they are having on Saturday, and I swear, the people at the shops had the collective intelligence of a dried up prune (unfortunately, every moment I spent with them,  I felt myself joining that collective) But I swear, it was bad, I hadn’t had much sleep the night before (was up until like 1:30 SMSing Ricky, then had to deal with neighbours making the largest amount of noise, then dad’s work phoned, and then I was woken up at about 6:30, so you can imagine what type of muttering fool I was at the time. (And equally I had a very short temper, so my first thought was to take off my wooden clog/slipslop I was wearing and whack them repeatedly over the head. It was that bad, people walking just to slow, just in the way, and generally being a nuisance to society (or me) as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* how boring is this, I’ve been unable to use the internet this week basically, and now, I can’t because the computer with the internet access to it, has blown :( So now I’m stuck literally in my room with little to do (and also hence the multiple day updates ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, rent’s had a dinner party, only release I had was to sit there (since I couldn’t hide in my room as I planned because cousins came over), I had bottle of white wine in the one hand, and a glass in the other, getting happily tipsy :) but got bored every now and then, so I went and pottered around the garden, until I got to cold, then I came inside whining :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, Fire*Star is again the greatest! He got the second episode of the Animatrix with that NAG CD, so he lent it to me ^_^ *bounces around happily* I’m really enjoying it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s it for now :) I’ve written enough, and all that I’m gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Happiness isn’t getting what you want, it’s wanting what you’ve got :)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Live - &lt;i&gt;Simple Creed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-92086324?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92086324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/92086324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92086324' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91856232</id><published>2003-04-02T19:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-02T20:07:09.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Confusing Lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Tuesday*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Why does life have to be so confusing at times? I mean, don’t get me wrong, but like organising social life around family gathering, is a widdle more tiring than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I’ve sorted something out, for the time being. Well in rumour anyway,  I mean, Fire*Star said I must tell him my plans for this weekend, … and I haven’t heard back from him o_O Argh, something will be organised eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney, it’s April Fools Day today… *looks at watch* … *whistles* … *looks around inconspicuously* … well that was fun, wasn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, went to my Uncle’s place today. *giggle* made “fudge”… see, we followed the recipe… but it didn’t turn out even half as good as promised. Teehee, but all I said is that I wanted to MAKE fudge, I said nothing about eating it, so thank goodness for that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, went to the shops today… didn’t get anything, but it’s sortta interesting to notice the prices. You sorrta look around at the various things and pretty much say, “I remember when I was young,  this would have only cost me…” (yup, even me, in my advanced years, say that on a regular basis) but ya, granted you get cheaper places where you can get stuff for cheaper, and we also went there, quiet nice stuff too. :) Not like last time I went there, they only had crappy stuff to choose from :P&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting thing, is my aunt has always been the type to go to the shops, and buy whatever she wants, whenever she wants… well ya… since she’s gotten re-married, all that has changed, I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone so humbled by the shops before today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I can take note of, is that I’m seriously out of practice with shopping, because I feel so tired and drained! o_O That can’t be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*small update*&lt;br /&gt;Seems like Blogspot is having a bit of difficulty with their servers, you’re most prob gonna get a double+ update :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wednesday*&lt;br /&gt;Um… I can’t keep doing this, I had next to no sleep yesterday *yawns*  also wasn’t exactly the most comfy sleep either *collapses on floor* I dunno why I keep doing it though, it’s sortta a habit. I mean, I mean to go to sleep early, but I generally just lay in bed or what have you, thinking about anything and everything *pouts* as I’ve said before, my life is just a little complicated with everything that’s been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt I’ll complain about it here, so consider yourself lucky ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, it’s Austin’s B-Day soon! It’s either the 3rd, or 4th… :) I could never remember which ::blush:: But I’ll just get him something small for his little get-together he’s having, and say happy birthday to him then. ^_^ That’s my version of being “sneaky”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeeee!! I can’t believe it! See, I’ve been bitching all day that I wanted to go Ice Skating (I don’t think I’ve gone in like a year or so) to my cousins… and that’s all I’ve been whining to, but non-the-less, I voiced my request, and the fates were listening, cause what happens?? Ricky goes and asks if I wanna go Ice Skating ^_^ Squeeee!! I’d give him a hug if it wouldn’t make everything all awkward, but I can’t tell you how happy I was that someone else said they wanted to go. ^_^ Teehee, but I think it’s a little more funny that it all happened in one day,  on the same day that I had been complaining that I wanted to do that exact same activity. *giggles* Sometimes it 0wnz to be me!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney! My aunt gave me her palmistry book ^_^ Very funky! Been reading it all day :P And I still haven’t finished the Chinese Horoscopes book of my mums ::blush:: I might not be reading novels, but I am reading something :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m off now, haven’t got much else to say :) *lucky you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: You can do anything you want, not that you would.&lt;br /&gt;(and something different: &lt;a href=http://www.rathergood.com/moon_song/&gt; We Like the moon! &lt;/a&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Delerium - &lt;i&gt;Silence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91856232?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91856232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91856232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91856232' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91784474</id><published>2003-04-01T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T20:13:47.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Confusing Lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Why does life have to be so confusing at times? I mean, don’t get me wrong, but like organising social life around family gathering, is a widdle more tiring than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I’ve sorted something out, for the time being. Well in rumour anyway,  I mean, Fire*Star said I must tell him my plans for this weekend, … and I haven’t heard back from him o_O Argh, something will be organised eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney, it’s April Fools Day today… *looks at watch* … *whistles* … *looks around inconspicuously* … well that was fun, wasn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, went to my Uncle’s place today. *giggle* made “fudge”… see, we followed the recipe… but it didn’t turn out even half as good as promised. Teehee, but all I said is that I wanted to MAKE fudge, I said nothing about eating it, so thank goodness for that :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, went to the shops today… didn’t get anything, but it’s sortta interesting to notice the prices. You sorrta look around at the various things and pretty much say, “I remember when I was young,  this would have only cost me…” (yup, even me, in my advanced years, say that on a regular basis) but ya, granted you get cheaper places where you can get stuff for cheaper, and we also went there, quiet nice stuff too. :) Not like last time I went there, they only had crappy stuff to choose from :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I can take note of, is that I’m seriously out of practice with shopping, because I feel so tired and drained! o_O That can’t be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I’m off now, haven’t got much else to say :) *lucky you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: You can do anything you want, not that you would.&lt;br /&gt;(and something different: &lt;a href&gt;http://www.rathergood.com/moon_song/&gt;We Like the moon!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Delerium - &lt;i&gt;Silence&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91784474?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91784474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91784474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91784474' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91718048</id><published>2003-03-31T19:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T19:12:42.200+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I’ve forgotten how going to the airport to pick people up, is so tiring! *collapses in tired heap on floor* Luckily cousins didn’t come over today, I don’t think I would have the strength to entertain them. :) but it was still pretty cool seeing them again :) been so long since their last visit here, nearly forgot how tiring they can be! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo,  I’ve also been investigating Chinese Horoscopes today ^_^ Pretty awesome :) Especially the part of Sun Sign meets Moon Signs *giggles* Lets just say the Cancerian-Rat is me, down to a tee ^_^ If I find a link I’ll add it in for peeps to have a loot at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney, I got another toy from those kiddies meals ::blush:: This time it’s a little Sheerkaan (sp?) from &lt;i&gt;The Jungle Book&lt;/i&gt;, and it makes a cure little growling sound ^_^ So I think I’m getting addicted to the little toys they give out,  but they are so cute!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God I’m such a moron! See, I have this MP3 on my computer: Third Eye Blind – &lt;i&gt;Kiss Goodnight&lt;/i&gt;, and I absolutely love it, but I only like it once it picks us, and the beat is layed on thick ;) anyway, I put on their CD (bought before you ask) Third Eye Blind –Blue, and I’m busy grooving away, and then &lt;i&gt;An Ode To Maybe&lt;/i&gt;, and it sounds exactly like the good part in &lt;i&gt;Kiss Good Night&lt;/i&gt; *giggle* well I did some investigation on the song on the Internet, and it turns out &lt;i&gt;Kiss Goodnight&lt;/i&gt; is on a demo CD (1995) and it later became &lt;i&gt;Ode TO Maybe&lt;/i&gt; *whacks head on table* I dunno how I missed that! Anyway, ya, I’ve been listening to a lot of 3EB recently :) They are awesome ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m too tired to write anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Never eat in a restaurant located next to a dog  pound!! O_o&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: 3EB - &lt;i&gt;Farther&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91718048?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91718048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91718048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91718048' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91673278</id><published>2003-03-31T02:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T02:32:06.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here We Go Again&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Squeeeee!! My aunt is coming over later on! And my cousins will be staying here too for a while  ^_^ Pity I’m gonna get chucked outta my room though (Aunt is staying in my room) so ya,  if you don’t see any updates, you know why ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you’re most probably wondering what I’m doing up at this god awful hour… I went to bed at about 00:30 (I was tired!) and got woken up repeatedly by odd dreams :( well I’ll tell ya a little bit of it :) I had a funky dream with this ninja dude, and some chick with a gun o_O very action packed, lots of karate type things, one trying to get at the other… Not sure why that was buzzing around my head, but it was. &lt;br /&gt;Then I had another dream… and it might sound really corny, but I had a feeling about this dream, *shrug* like a vibe off of it, that there was an element of truth lurking in it. Like something about it will come true o_O Sure, sure, laugh, but it’s happened before. (and no, it wasn’t that “shock horror” the sun was gonna come up the next day… but something pretty personal :) Sowwy, ain’t gonna share) but ya, I’ll tell ya if it does, :) But if you don’t hear about it ever again, you know it never came to be. (but on second thought, given my recent history, given a &lt;i&gt;slight&lt;/i&gt; change of details, it could have very well have already been played into reality) *mutters to herself into nothing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides for my dreams waking me up repeatedly, my weekend has been pretty tame. Saturday, did some catching up with old friends :) Spoke to my friends, both local and overseas (MaltaMan, Ice, Bwodie, YoungEinstein, Psi_Borg, Psi_Guy, Tokkie and DarkOne,  and the rest of them) so that was sortta cool, went out with Mark and his buddies for coffee… um :) that’s pretty much it. (oh yes, and I caught up with web comics that I missed out on in the past week)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, quiet also. Landed up going to Intjies house with Fire*Star, and the three of us landed up watching movies :)&lt;br /&gt;And on a slightly related topic, I now relise I’m up to my old tricks :( See, I was being SMSd by a certain someone, can’t say who, cause I know Fire*Star reads this – yes I’m talking to you FS ;) – and he asked me who was SMSing me (lets just say I was sitting there giggling and with a stupid smile on my face) and I wouldn’t fess up (just like I have done in the past, being sortta secretive) o_O Granted if I said who it was, I would no doubt get a roll of the eyes from either Intjies of Fire*Star, or some critical conversation as such O_o I dunno, I sense my life getting a little more “interesting” in the next few months *sighs… slightly annoyed* I’ll keep ya informed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I’m not being very informative, it’s just that…well, *geez this is difficult to put into words!* Considering my history with the individual, and with the specific content of the message, I was both pretty much on Cloud Number Nine, with a deep sense of dread and guilt :( (and it’s by no fault of my own too) *sigh* Sometimes I dunno what to do with myself. *plonks down in corner* I’m gonna have to think about this for a good few hours/days/weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I’m getting just plain whiney… sorry about that :P Sowwy about that :) I guess I have a lot on my mind recently, and I’m not fully allowing myself to discuss it fully with anyone :P And me being a VERY talkative person, it’s a scary thing to have to consider :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I think I need a purple heart of bravery or something, I fully cleaned my room, my bathroom, toilet, and the lounge! All for the sake of making the place look like it’s not been lived in for the sake of family coming over *shakes head* I’ll never understand that all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.. okay, pretty much a pointless post - just like the rest of them ;) But ya, guess as I said, I have a lot on my mind recently :) *goes off to get some sort of medication to deal with it all* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*looks up at ceiling and whistles innocently* okay, gonna shut up now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: I think we developed language because of our deep inner need to complain.&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Toploader – Dancing in the Moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91673278?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91673278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91673278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91673278' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91593600</id><published>2003-03-29T09:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T20:18:46.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four days without the internet, and I’m doing pretty alright :P My poor hotmail email on the other hand, got spammed to no avail :( So ya, I have a whopping amount of email to read once I got back online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why haven’t I been online you may ask, well I shall tell you :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, as I said, I went to movie to go see &lt;i&gt;8 Mile&lt;/i&gt;. Surprisingly a good movie! Also educational, you go in their being able to speak at least one language, and many people walk out having learnt that most people in Detroit speak this foreign language, which, after VERY close inspection, is rooted in American English. So after two hour exposure to it, I could ‘proudly’ say that I learnt a new language! :P (But have too much self respect to actually speak it in public ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we also got Austin to join us!! :D YIPPEE And without Leigh!! YAY!! So it was pretty much a guys night out… erp… with me :P So ya, that was fun, Austin was also acting like his old self!! Squee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a slightly different, I’m feeling a little paranoid. (Background information first) See, in high school, I was like best friends with this one chick. And well, she also had a friend that lived across the road to her that she used to see on a constant basis, and as a result, they were slightly better friends than I was with her, but as with anyone else in High School, I didn’t get along with many people, so pretty much that little group of ‘friends’ were the only friends I had. *tries her best not to sound pathetic* Okay, well ya, I might have an attention needing disorder or something, but I seriously felt like the other chick was stealing my friend from me. O_o It’s lame, I know, but imagine being friends with someone who I guess made you feel like a back up friend o_O *is trying desperately not to sound pathetic* Well anyway,  so now back to present day, I’m no longer friends with that ‘best friend’ from high school, and have moved onto a much better bunch of friends ^_^ *wuvs her friends* But anyway, how I got to be friends with this current group, it’s sortta complicated, and a little weird. I mean, I was class-friend with Austin in high school, (ie, basically didn’t see him on weekends) and somewhere along the way, I landed up going out with Ricky. But even then I didn’t get to see much of Fire*Star or Intjies or Peter and the rest of them. Well anyway, Ricky and I broke up, and somehow I landed up doing stuff with Austin, Intjies and Fire*Star on occasion. Um… last year’s all pretty much a muddle, but I broke up with Mark, and then I started spending LOTS of time with Fire*Star, Intjies and Peter as Austin and Ricky had girl friends, and pretty much neglected their friends (naughty naughty! :P) So as a result, I guess, became their replacements. But like in a good way I guess, I mean,  *tries beyond every thing to not sound pathetic* these guys have possibly been the better lot of friends I’ve had ever *reminds her audiences she doesn’t wanna sound sad* but ya, maybe in the past I’ve just chosen the wrong people to be-friend, but ya, I don’t see me having any fall outs with this group for a long, LONG time *touch wood* (sorry guys :P not getting rid of me that easily) *pauses for a moment* where was I going with this again… or right, so ya, given my past, I’m just a widdle bit paranoid that I’m gonna be chucked out of the group as soon as Austin comes back into the group, restoring it to it’s former grouping. *pouts for a bit* I doubt it’ll happen, but hopefully you can see why I fell just a little bit paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Wednesday, gha, don’t get me started on the morning. I was busy playing &lt;i&gt;Baulder’s Gate 2&lt;/i&gt;, and I was getting pretty far too :) Life was good. I even got my current party into their first encounter with a Red Dragon. *sigh* And I was doing &lt;b&gt;SO&lt;/b&gt; well too!! Anyway, I got the beast down to “Near Death” which after an hour of keeping my party alive and literally kicking, spell casting, healing and weapon swapping, I was kicking scaly butt! And then the unimaginable could happen! The power for cut! GNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! *falls to floor in sobbing hysterics* My game hath forsaken me!! :P (LoL, or it proves that Red Dragons ARE evil ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then in the afternoon, Intjies came to pick me p to go do his little movie project he has to get done. That went pretty alright, the Santa was a little late, but we finished filming by about 21:00, so that was nice, I was expecting something like 23:00 o_O So lets just say, I was really grateful :) LoL, but was quiet funny,  you see,  the theme was green, and I was supposed to be a little girl that was allergic to green or something (I dunno, it was very BA, I just did the acting :P ) Anyway, even though my character was about half my age, I think I pulled off a (big) kid, rather well. Teehee, I even did freckles, pig-tails with BIG red bows and everything. ^_^ Weee, well ya, I guess I had lots of fun, and learnt lots too. But lets hope that Intjies is being marked on the camera work, and not the acting, because with what they wanted, the best I could do was overacted Soap Opera acting *giggles* so ya, it was pretty bad ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, what else, oh yes, Thursday, well I organised with the group again for an outing, this time, dinner, pool, then activity x (ie, not yet finalised) What was pretty shitty was that we planned to meet up at around 17:30… (after getting up pretty late because I was feeling pretty sick as is, I got up at about 9:00 – 10:00) and well at about 12:30, I pretty much felt dreadfully ill (not sure why) pretty much an upset stomach and an unbearable headache, so I collapsed on the bed o_O And I’m still not sure how I managed it, but at 17:05, I figured it was a little rude for me to pull out of the outing then, so I peeled myself outta bed, stumbled off and ironed a skirt, got dressed (into something that mildly matched (*grumbles* I put on that darn top that shows bra-straps, so I was wearing the straps on around the tips of my shoulders) okay, blah blah blah,  fashion blah blah blah, so back to the evening, with the evening’s activities, when push came to shove, we landed up deviating a bit, but it was still pretty cool :) Went to dinner, and yakked there for ages about anything and everything. Decided we didn’t want to go and play pool, so instead, we went up to the top of Northcliff, and blabbered on up there, and eventually started singing songs *cringe* I realise the cold hard truth that I will NEVER make a good singer! :P (I’m being DEAD serious too!) Then went to go get b00ze :) We scrambled back to Intjies place.&lt;br /&gt;*cringe* Nick phoned asking if I wanted to join him and a sh*t load of people to go to Sun City on Wednesday, but hoe mean is this, I can’t! ARGH! :) I have my cousin’s coming over. So I’m gonna be taking care of them. :( It’s real crappy I can’t join them, but I guess I have the benefit for seeing my cousins again (which I haven’t in a LONG time) ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah, back to Thursday&lt;br /&gt;So Nick phoned, and everyone made a friggin big deal out of the fact that *gasp* a guy phoned me. Teehee, also I guess me not saying who it was or anything (&lt;i&gt;What?&lt;/i&gt; I’m a somewhat private person in those sort of respects!) ;) And then Austin decides to phone him back to find out who Nick was *argh!* So ya, had to explain that my friends were just prank phoning him for no good reason *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Then we got a phone call, Ricky’s dad was in a clinic, because he collapsed, so he and Austin rushed off to go help out there (we finally heard back from Ricky, and he said his dad was going to be alright, so all was well, nothing to stress about :) So at that time, out group had decreased by 40%, so we were left with myself, Fire*Star and Intjies for the next while.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my dear friend Intjies, he now wants a girlfriend, but unfortunately, the type of girl that he wants is the type to be sitting at home, you know, pretty much chilled out, not go out to raucous parties, raves, clubs, or anything like that. Pretty much someone down to earth and simple I could imagine. Well, um, ya, slight problem: HOW are we gonna find her if she never goes out to those type of places o_O But ya, at least he knows what he wants, and I doubt he’s gonna land up with a sleaze. *shrugs* As I would usually say in instances like this, everything happens for a reason, and if it’s going to happen, it will. (pretty much saying there that: when the time is right, it’ll all fall into place) But I didn’t wanna say that because I don’t quite think that’s very comforting to ordinary people. (teehee, I dunno, I find it comforting :) but then again, I’m a heavy believer in fate and all that rubbish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* and lastly Friday… We went to Drive In with Fire*Star, Intjies, Peter, Ricky.. and his friend… Marcel. *sigh* Well first movie was &lt;i&gt;Gangs in New York&lt;/i&gt; GAWD that movie is long, my butt was so numb from the ground, it was not funny. And I was the “Person to be picked on again” tonight *rolls around on the floor in giggles* had *Ricky poking me in the sides, Fire*Star tickling me throughout &lt;i&gt;Final Destination 2&lt;/i&gt; (the second movie) and also somehow, Ricky and Marcel landed up being behind me, so I had Ricky ruffling my hair. *shrug* I’m blaming it on the fact that they aren’t used to having a child (me) around :P Teehee, but the way we figured, sometime in the future, we’re (or especially me), will have a near to nervous break down every time someone has their finger out in a jabbing/poking motion. :P&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, something that did make me worry was that someone noticed that Intjies was missing. So I asked Peter (as he was sitting next to him) where Intjies was, and he just said he left about half an hour ago o_O *starts to get panicky* He usually takes VERY long in the bathroom, but usually not THAT long.. so I start asking more questions, generally making a noise, and Intjies head pops out of the back of Ricky’s car! *rolls eyes* he moved in there “Because it was more comfortable” Good to see he was alive, but I was still worried about him!! *grumbles a lot*&lt;br /&gt;OOO, shiney! I got a squiggy ball thingy from &lt;i&gt;Steers Brat Pack&lt;/i&gt; too!! Wee, I have a new toy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: The weatherman is the only person who can be wrong, every single day,  and still have their boss say, “See ya tomorrow!”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Tonic - &lt;i&gt;You Wanted More&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91593600?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91593600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91593600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91593600' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91291674</id><published>2003-03-24T20:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T10:00:53.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cold day in Jo’Burg&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now found the most saddest thing that could happen!&lt;br /&gt;Waking up on a somewhat chilly morning, go draw a warm bath, get undressed, climb into the bath, only to realise the ‘rents stole all the hot water! *bangs head on table* so ya, now I’m shivering my ass off in four layers of clothing! &lt;br /&gt;And then, to top it off, there’s no Weetbix for me to have for breakfast *stares gloomly at screen* *giggles* and if I was listening to me whining, my initial response would be, “It could be worse” and whack myself over the head with a mallet or something,  so I’m gonna keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless, I eventually got around to making myself some breakfast (pancakes, YIPPY!) So that was yummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I also re-installed &lt;i&gt;Baulder’s Gate 2&lt;/i&gt; onto my computer ^_^ Cool thing is that I’ve played it like a bazillion times, but I hardly ever get tired of it… okay, there was that one time, but I think I went through a phase of not liking any computer games, as any game I played, within a short while, I got sick of it, so ya, *squeee* I’m just happy to have a game to play again :) Teehee,  and the true reason for playing, is to hopefully get around to the expansion pack :D That was always the best *gets all nostalgic over a computer game* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, shiney, I’ve also gotten pretty decent with those artist pens :) and now shading doesn’t scare me half as much as it used to ;) See, (points out she LOVES Fantasy RPGs), I have this character I’m playing on one forum, and she sortta needs a picture :) I used to have one, but ya, it was ‘stolen’ (it was the human chick from FFXI, yes, another RPG) so I figured I’d draw up a new one :) the face came out a little wonky, and I sortta forgot she was a half-elf (so had to fix up her human ears), but it came out okay. Also drew the weapons in there :) and me being me, I always have to have funky little gadgets, so ya, while a contractible composite bow, that expands to full size at the push of a button sounds nifty, having to draw it is a little bit more challenging ;)&lt;br /&gt;LoL, next challenge is to draw her little fairy dragon, *giggles* there’s a little more that I would have to subsequently draw, but still, it’s gonna be a bit of a fun challenge :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, gonna go see 8Mile tomorrow :) I hope it’s as good as the critics say it is. But I guess if it’s a bad movie, we can always blame Intjies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, I guess that’s it for today,  and on a final note, IT DIDN’T WARM UP &lt;b&gt;ONCE&lt;/b&gt; TODAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: I feel like a new man! … do you have any I could use?  ;)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Gravity Kills - &lt;i&gt;Goodbye&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(And for the record... it's &lt;b&gt;still&lt;/b&gt; freezing in Jo'Burg!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91291674?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91291674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91291674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91291674' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91230724</id><published>2003-03-23T19:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T19:41:57.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Holiday Bliss&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I did yesterday? Nothing! Can you believe it, I did sweet bugger-all, all day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tests, assignments, organ donations, nothing! Teehee, well I lie, I did do a little bit of this and that here and there, but nothing that actually counts ;) Like this morning I spoke to peeps I haven’t in ages, got down some comics, (now a year off from finally getting all the &lt;a href=http://www.sluggy.com/index.php&gt;Sluggy Freelance&lt;/a&gt; comics :) ) And finally watched the Animatrix Fire*Star lent me ^_^ Kawaii! It’s very beautifully done! :D Now I literally can’t wait till the next one comes out ^_^ and then in the afternoon, Mark wanted me to go with him to a friends place for an early afternoon braai, so that was pretty cool. Cause when it comes to a braai and Mark and his group of friends, you know there’s gonna be lots of people, and LOTS of fun. Lemme think, there was the usual bunch of peeps there. Some playing computer games (I’ll talk about this later) some outside talking crap and what have you, bunch of peeps raiding the kitchen, and people watching videos/DVD and talking crap :) Sortta weird to think that such a huge bunch of people are all inter connected, and even though they don’t really speak that much to each other, they all pretty good friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Oath! I got this nice file-type-flip-file to put all my little sketches in as my main one, which holds 60 pictures, and excluding all the stuff from about 2 years ago (the really shitty stuff) which I squirreled away in the covers, I only have space for six more pictures =S So anyway, back to the point, I put my pictures into the second bigger flip file, and I just realised a scary thing. I now officially have an archive of pictures!! *high pitched scream of true terror in the background* ;)  So ya, I’m going to have to come up with some sort of protocol to keep them all in check. *twitch* however the thought of having to shift up 60 or so pictures each time to keep the order, is just slightly scary! So I think I’, going try and keep it to a minimum ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, here’s something I haven’t done in a while, music review. Band of the day is: &lt;b&gt;Further Seems Forever&lt;/b&gt; with the song &lt;i&gt;The Sound&lt;/i&gt; off their &lt;u&gt;How to Start a Fire&lt;/u&gt; CD. Now you have no excuses, go go go !! Go get it!! :D Pretty awesome!! Sortta Alternative/Punk/Emo type music :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, now about the computer games at the braai *giggles* Well you see, I’m usually outside blabbering away to people there,  or I’m pottering around, pretty much just talking to everyone. Anyway, the peep outside were talking about the war that was happening in Iraq, and ya, most of them are doing the heavy BCom subjects, so they were talking about the economic impact of it all *snoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooork* so I toddled inside, and pretty much went to go inspect the computer peeps. Oo, shiney! &lt;i&gt;Unreal Tournament 2003&lt;/i&gt; So I was standing behind one of the guys watching them playing, and I was getting funny looks from this other guy (hark! A female in their presence!) So anyway,  after a few minutes, he’s says, “Mel, you wanna play?” &lt;br /&gt;Then I sortta bite my bottom lip, “Well I dunno, looks like fun, but I’ve only played the original Unreal game, but that was years ago. I’m better at strategy games, I think I’ll just suck big time at this,”&lt;br /&gt;Then he’s like, “Nha, this is just like any other first player, just more superior!”&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I landed up playing, and in all honest, I was pretty good! I was actually a little uncertain because the game play looked pretty clean and smooth. So I thought that would be a problem, but it was a bit tough, but I got the hang of it eventually), teehee, and just as I really had my groove on, Mark came in looking for me (he finally clicked I was missing), and literally dragged me out the room :( poofies! Spoil sport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, for those ten or so minutes, I really kicked ass!! (in all honesty, I think they were just too scared to kill me :( Spoil Sports! But it was fun non the less :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ya, the whole do didn’t last past 18:00, everyone was bored of each other by then :P so ya, for a little 6 hour do, it was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I did another drawing with my pens yesterday,  this time WITH shading!! :D May not have been the best job ever, but I think I’m getting the hang of it though :) I also looked for some tuts on the net that could possibly help me, and well, pft, nothing! So I’ve pretty much thumb sucked it on how to do it, so I think I did it pretty well considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo,  &lt;a href=http://www.liquidgeneration.com/poptoons/saddamfromiraq.asp&gt;funny thing&lt;/a&gt; check it out :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, um, um… ya. I think that should be it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Do not confuse me with your earth logic.&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Robert Miles - &lt;i&gt;One and One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91230724?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91230724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91230724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91230724' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91173964</id><published>2003-03-22T12:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T13:43:51.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tired&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee!! Yesterday was fun! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, we were planning some get-together, that would compensate for lost socialising time in the past while, (due to those delightful test in the past recent history *nervous twitch*) so it landed up we &lt;i&gt;planned&lt;/i&gt; to have lunch at Ricky’s place, then go to drive-in. It was originally going to be myself, Fire*Star, Intjies, Stephen (previously known as TheRocketScientist), and of course Ricky, but Stephen had to leave early, so it landed up being just 4 of us left. So anyway, we went to go find out what was showing yesterday, and it landed up that the movies showing were: &lt;i&gt;”Jungle Book 2”&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;”The Master of Disguise”&lt;/i&gt;… o_O So we landed up getting a movie – Vanilla Sky.&lt;br /&gt;LoL, well mistake one was letting Intjies take responsibility for the movie. Mistake two was him leaving it at the Pizza Place counter! *bangs head on something hard* So we had to go back and get that. We get back to Ricky’s place, and then comes the mission of plugging in the TV, why? Because his parents take the liberty of stealing all the cables when they go down on holiday. And after spending a good thirty minutes sorting that out, with tripping the electricity (and taking into account that the movie was left at the Pizza Place), Intjies was on about how it was a sign that we shouldn’t watch the movie. Teehee, well after the movie, the guys were inclined to agree. *shrug* I dunno, I enjoyed it. Interesting story line, a little confusing at first to follow, but interesting. ^_^ Just my personal opinion atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fire*Star is the GREATEST!! He got some promotion CD, and it has the Animatrix on it!! &lt;b&gt;SQUEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/b&gt; I haven’t had the resources like many other people to go and download it, so it was VERY nice of him to give me some way of getting to see it! &lt;b&gt;Squeeeee!!!&lt;/b&gt; *bounces around happily* Now as soon as I get ahead in my work that I have scheduled for the holidays, I’ll be fine *looks at imaginary watch on wrist* Now’s good :P Teehee, nha seriously,  I’ll most probably watch it this evening where I can staple the family down somewhere so they won’t bug me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish!! O_o I dunno what it was, (maybe I was just an easy target last night) but Fire*Star and Ricky were on a poking mission with me! Not just polite little pokes in the arm or something, but like in the sides where it’s ticklish! And what happens when I’m being tickled, I squeak a LOT, *giggles*, So I’m surprised the neighbours didn’t come over and see if we weren’t killing a huge rubber ducky or something. *giggles* But ya, I’m gonna have to come up with an evil plan to get them back *gets out glue, BIG brush, and feathers* … *cackles evilly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Also a massive load of pillow fights!! :D  Those were FUN!! (not just little sissy pillow fights, but some pillow fights with couch cushion type things) :D LOL, come to think of it, I’m actually surprised the place wasn’t completely torn down by the time we were finished with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish, and you know that “You never know what you had till it’s gone”? (anyone that knows any version of &lt;i&gt;“Big Yellow Taxi”&lt;/i&gt; (most recent version is by Counting Crows (and featuring Vannessa Carlton), well I know it’s shallow of me, but I miss my music I had on my computer, (you know, before that blasted virus came and ate it ALL)! See, about a year or so ago, I went and put a good chunk of my CDs onto my computer (you know, back in the day when I had free space on my hard drive), and Austin landed up getting some music from me. And as a result, it did it’s rounds in the group. So I was looking at my previous music collection on Ricky’s PC, and *pout* I miss having it on my computer. Sure all I have to do is sit up and get the CD and put the stuff on, but ya, lets say if I wanna listen to Smashing Pumpkins, then Vertical Horizon, Collective Soul, REM, and then U2… it’s gonna be a schlep to have to change the CD every minute (did I mention that I pretty much only rarely listen to a full song – sunless if I’m doing something else, then I don’t get the urge to change the song :P. Teehee, maybe I should stop being lazy, and just update my CD collection and get all the good songs onto my computer again ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*feels really lazy… will leave it for another day*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai! Intjies has this little skit thing to film for an Audio Visual project, and on Wednesday, they’re doing the actual shooting of it, and I’ve volunteered to do the part of the 8 year old girl in it (it’s a whole “Grinch stole Christmas” type thing). =S  Dunno how I’m gonna pull it off, for one, I have just realised that my tits are just a little bit bigger than I pretend they are (I have some strange ability of being able to hide them with little effort), but that’s okay, , as I could always just tape them down =S Ooo, and I’ve gotta wear some pyjamas too… *thinks for any child like pyjamas I have* So I have these oriental looking ones, but they are a little tight on the top, so it’s gonna be near impossible hiding them there, so I have this other pair, but they are SLIGHTLY see through *prays I don’t get back-lit* (and also the pants fall down because I pulled the tie-string that was in them, out a few months ago), or I have a sleeping top, ,but don’t have any pants to go with it *sigh* either way, I think the fashion-police are going to put me in jail for a while :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I finally grew the courage, and started drawing with those artist pens. *note to self* no drawing little pictures, it ISN’T gonna work… especially the shading* But ya, I got a bigger picture with no shading needed… it’s a little shitty as I’m used to doing mega erasing to get it right, but ya, it worked none-the-less. Damnit, Fire*Star has also been doing some drawings ::hides behind something that’s worth hiding behind:: and I’m not just saying this, but, ::scoots drawing book under butt to hide it from prying eyes::, he’s really Really ReAlLy REALLY good! He’s even having his work shown to some art-ologist at WITS. O_o  ::eep:: *slinks away into the background* But I’m happy for him, ya know, his work IS very good! You can see he puts a lot of effort into his drawings. ^_^ Good for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, saw the new episode of &lt;a href=http://www.brokensaints.com/av/downloads/&gt;Broken Saints&lt;/a&gt; yesterday morning, O_o WTF!! Can’t Shandala spend more than 2 minutes with the group ;) Nha, I love it to bits and pieces! I can’t wait to see the next episode! The story just keeps on getting better and better! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish! I think I just scared myself! I thought I would be adventurous and try on my jeans which I haven’t worn in a year, and bada bing, they fit o_O pretty scary as I’m used to wearing a size bigger than the jeans size that I put on that fits me now ^_^ &lt;b&gt;Squeeeeee!&lt;/b&gt; means I’ve lost some weight! Yay me! EEP! ::hides behind industrial strength doors:: I hope it doesn’t come and find me again!! ;) I think I’m gonna go have a feast to celebrate!! :D :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I’m sure there was something earth shatteringly important that I was supposed to write about, but I forgot it now, ::blush:: sowwy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, leaving now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Ambition is a poor excuse for not having enough common sense to be lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: James - &lt;i&gt;Falling Down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91173964?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91173964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91173964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91173964' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91072498</id><published>2003-03-20T20:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T20:33:54.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p size=”5”&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;*Happy Dance*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeeeeee!! I’m on holiday!! *does happy dance* For a whole &lt;x amount of days that will &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; be long enough&gt; days, I’m FREEE!! (to catch up on word ;) Teehee) – it’s only for 2 weeks, but IMHO, I &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; more than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EISH!! I saw the most classic thing today!! *giggle* Okay, well for those internationally, you should know that I live in South Africa, which has quite a bit of racial problems here and there, right. Okay, sorted. Now lemme set the scene. I was outside RAU, waiting to be picked up, and there was this newish Corolla (I vote it was about 2-3 years old judging by the curves, I’m no car-ologist, so this is all guessing), and behind it was a pretty old Toyota (from about late 1970s, to early 1980s). Both were being driven by black people. The Corolla had a family of three, the father was driving, and the Toyota was just driven by a man. Anyway, the Corolla was going around the traffic circle, but at like 2K/Hr *whacks forehead* Anyway, you can see the guy in the Toyota getting annoyed with the Corolla driver, so after about 15 seconds of the Corolla creeping forward, stopping every now and then, the Toyota driver yelled out his car window out of sheer annoyance, “&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DRIVE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you k*f*!!” *falls over from shock* The Corolla speeds up to about 10K/Hr, and drives swiftly around the traffic circle, and the Toyota speeds off,  going straight. I’m not exaggerating when I say that most of the people there had their jaws wide open! &lt;br /&gt;*giggles* Looking back it was quiet funny, *shrug* sorrta like in a sadistic sortta way, but still, funny ;) (even though at the time I was pretty shocked)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, saw Brian again today, and I just realised something, he shares &lt;b&gt;lots&lt;/b&gt; of personal things with me! Like his love life is a little confusing. His family life. Work (but that’s more generic) blah blah blah, all in all, he’s pretty open with me, which I don’t mind, I just find a little weird. You know, like when he speaks to other people from RAU, it’s pretty much all RAU work related stuff. I can’t really say what has happened in that aspect, but lets just say, it’s messy, and there’s no easy way out of it. I guess I’m just intrigued by the fact he’d tell me about these sortta things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish!! I had a nap this afternoon!! =S OOPS! *giggles* guess I won’ be sleeping for a while. But seriously, I had like a 2 hour nap, and I still feel exhausted! So maybe I’ll be sleeping after all ;) But I think that maybe I &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; go to sleep early, because hopefully tomorrow the guys and I are basically gonna be spending the whole day together. See, we didn’t do anything last weekend, and so, this weekend, we’re pretty much going for an all day-er. Basically at 12 have lunch at someone’s place (still have to trick someone into letting us use their place) and go to the drive in later, (or if it’s still miserable weather, go get videos) But the plans are still in the balance. I’m gonna do some phoning around later to find out what’s happening though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, interesting point raised today. Another topic Brian and I were rambling on about. Now I want you to think about this. When it comes to being friends with people. Just friends. No sexual feelings anywhere. Which gender do you have more of as friends? &lt;br /&gt;As you should know by now, I have one close female friend, and all the rest of my close friends are guys. Brian said he had maybe three close male friends, and all his other close friends were chicks. The same is also true for Intjies, but he’s abnormally popular. He has like a bajillion friends, who the bulk are female. But then you get someone like Jeremy, who has pretty much a lager percentage of guy friends. Hmmm, I dunno, I think I might look into that more,  and maybe try and find something that could link the gender of friends to specific people. I have 2 weeks to do something meaningful, might as well be that :P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Poofies! I had this “nougat” today, and YUK!! I mean, maybe now in my advanced age (of 18 *giggle*) I have forgotten what nougat tastes like, but I had some today, and YUK! Maybe I was under the false pretence that nougat tasted like nougat, not whatever funky flavours they shoved in there. I just thank the fates that there wasn’t any *twitch* adverse side*twitch*effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, an interesting topic that I landed up discussing today. Yes with Brian today, cartoons. You know, like &lt;i&gt;Pinky and the Brain&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Cow and Chicken&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Jacky Chan Adventures&lt;/i&gt;, all the rest of them, and intelligence. Now if you see someone as intelligent, you expect them to spend their free time reading intellectual books, or improving themselves. Bha, well apparently I’m intelligent (Brian said that today, James said that previously, Nick introduced me to someone as me being the “Genius” *eep* (not to be all bigheaded or anything, just naming the facts ;) and Brian and myself had a good laugh at the idea of two semi-bright people, second year varsity, sitting in front of the television, spacing out as we watch &lt;i&gt;I AM Weasel, I R Baboon&lt;/i&gt;. LOL! Okay, maybe it was a “You had to be there” moment ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m off now, behave yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Brain: Pinky, Are You Pondering What I’m Pondering?&lt;br /&gt;Pinky: Uh, I think so, Brain, but burlap chafes me so.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Lit - &lt;i&gt;My own Worst Enemy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91072498?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91072498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91072498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91072498' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-91005182</id><published>2003-03-19T20:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T19:47:27.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weeee!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, me again with the insightful opening lines ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today… Something good happened, I’m SURE of it… but I bet it was something somewhere that’ll never affect me directly ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, Jeremy and Michelle had a talk, and basically she’s gonna take some time to think about what she wants :) *hops around for joy* Jeremy sounded pretty happy today, so that’s always a good sign :) I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; hope they get back together!! He hasn’t been this crazy over a girl before, and I don’t like seeing my friends upset :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, Ooo, I got around to drawing today, LOL, more of s skizto thing than anything. See, I was feeling miff at the time of drawing, so I wanted to draw a sad looking girl sitting on a box type thing. Then I figured that it might as well be a happy picture to cheer me up, then I wanted to make her taller, no problem, but the position I had her in made me have to make the arms longer, so now she has REALLY long hands O_o, then I decided to put a shadow in *shakes head* gotta practice more! ;) and the one leg came out funky looking. On the flip side, I like how the face came out (the only thing I didn’t fiddle with) :P&lt;br /&gt;Still haven’t built up the courage to use my drawing pens yet *scared sigh* hopefully I’ll get around to it soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I can’t find any music to rant about (I’m all outta inspiration for music, sowwy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s something interesting I’ve put up on my site: &lt;a href=http://www.geocities.com/melissrad/pages/cry.htm&gt;What Makes Me Cry&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, more war stuff, but with the deed apparently about 7 hours away, it’s pretty sad :(&lt;br /&gt;Some man claiming to be Christian, going to kill lots of people, for a man who has been doing what he has for 12 years, without so much as a war happening, but all of a sudden one must happen :(  I hope that WW3 doesn’t break out!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hops up and down excitedly* I’m on holiday tomorrow!! You know what that means, don’t cha… *nudge, nudge, wink, wink* YUP! I get to catch up on work I haven’t had time to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL, “fun” times of a student ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m off, and I’ll hopefully be on holiday tomorrow,  I mean, hopefully be back tomorrow ;) Freudian Slip there :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: A Freudian Slip is when you say one thing and mean your mother…&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Dexter Freebish – &lt;i&gt;Leaving Town&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-91005182?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91005182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/91005182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91005182' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90935604</id><published>2003-03-18T20:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T20:03:34.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Squeeeeee…!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ LoL,  how’s that for a really deep opening line!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/me bounces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, dunno why, but I’m in a really happy mood today!! Must still be a little euphoric from yesterday (no more tests, yay yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, song review today: The band is &lt;b&gt;IQU&lt;/b&gt; and the song &lt;i&gt;Teenage Dream (Looper Remix)&lt;/i&gt; okay, granted, it’s a remix of the original, but it’s very awesome! (also a widdle psychotic ;) but in a good way!! ) It’s sortta like a eclectic 90’s remix type song, ::shrug:: you gotta hear it to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, had a REALLY weird dream last night! Started out with me running around frantically through a &lt;i&gt;Reggies&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;Toys-R-Us &lt;/i&gt; store, trying to open various doors what were everywhere to get to something. Sortta like having to solve problems and riddles to open doors. If you’ve played &lt;i&gt;Neverwinter’s Nights&lt;/i&gt; or the &lt;i&gt;Baulder’s Gate&lt;/i&gt; games, sortta on the lines of that, But I was in first person, the walls were made outta black looking marble (very pretty), everything had a sortta Egyptian theme, and it was very dark (save the flame torches on the walls) ::shrug:: it was very pretty, but very stressful. Eish, then after that, had some dream with all the guys in it, and we were at someone’s house… I think it was during the day. Teehee, can’t remember what it was about, but all I remember that everyone was there, and there was some undertone there, like mischievousness, sorry, happiness ::shrug:: something like that. Teehee, I think I should start taking notes with my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish, went to RAU today for the one and only lesson I had, and the guy’s laptop died on him at the office, so he had no slides to teach us from, so what did he do? Being the very last lecture and all, guess what he did… well he sortta gave us the lesson off!! ^_^ Cool guy! Granted he gave us a test, basically had to write one SQL query related to one table, and then another one related to two tables ::rolls eyes:: and I think I might’ve gotten it wrong because I don’t think I put a friggin’ “;” at the end of it! ::bangs head on table:: Doh! Well I guess it depends how strictly he marks it :) ::fingers crossed:: &lt;br /&gt;Also finished my assignments that are due tomorrow, and I swear, I’ve been in such an exhausted mental state, that it took me 2 hours to figure out to, put a MAX and SUM in the SQL statement to make it match what the question said (basically, they gave us a database,  and an example of the output, and the aim of the question was to have the same output as them ::Twitch:: was fine until I went brain dead, which pretty much happened in like the first ten minutes ::giggle::   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sadder note, Jeremy and Michelle broke up last night.. or with my guessing about how the situation went, Jeremy threw his toys about something, all he said the reason for it happening was that she wasn’t pulling her weight… um, okay. Well all I can say is that it’s really sad, the sad thing is that they looked so happy together! He even said that it’s possible that she may have been “the one for him” (last year he was a little down cause he figured he was gonna be a bachelor for the rest of his life), and I swear, when they were together, it was the happiest I’ve seen him in ages! ::shrug:: And now he was so miff, that he pretty much said maybe two sentences to me today! O_o  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, my mom has another interview tomorrow! (the government peeps from last weeks interview still haven’t gotten back to her, so I guess it’s legal to go looking elsewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish!! Basically first day that I’m on “holiday” and still no drawings (only doodles on lined paper ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m off now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: The only person you have to impress is yourself&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Four Star Mary – Shadows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90935604?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90935604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90935604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90935604' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90870329</id><published>2003-03-17T21:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T21:20:10.653+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Drooooooool…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slumps into chair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what it is, but studying makes me feel stupid! *shrug* Guess it’s just what happens sometimes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished ALL tests for this module!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was interesting, went to the one class I was supposed to have, and well,  the lec dude comes in and says, “No practical today!” *bangs head on table* How rude! Especially after he told us to read 2 chapters for that lesson!! ARGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, I attempted to study, but *shrug* had James (formally known as “J” but even though that is his nick in real life –but I never use the nick anyway–, but it’s starting to sound cheesy), around the whole time, so he wanted to talk about rubbish in total, so no studying happened *shrug*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, saw a fight on campus today! They even had to get to get campus security in o_O They had guns and everything!! O_o Bullet proof vests… the works!! I guess,  “Only In Africa” hey ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOoo, shiney! Musical Artist of the day: Rose Polenzani (with the song &lt;i&gt;Fell&lt;/i&gt;) from self titled album. LoL, YES, I &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt;! I have a new music fad each week *shrug* what can I say,  I’m falling in love with music again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Internet news today: &lt;a href="http://www.brokensaints.com/"&gt;Broken Saints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Episode 22 is out!! And 23’s preview is up!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve reached the year 2000 in &lt;a href="http://www.sluggy.com/"&gt;Sluggy Freelance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPPPEE!! Only 3 more to go *tired sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, that’s gonna be keeping me busy for a LONG while :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a slightly more somber note, seems like Bush will be going to war soon *pouts in corner* well there's little I can do about it, so all I can do is point you in --&gt;  &lt;a href="http://winstars.free.fr/english/bush"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;-- direction, *shrug* my representation of my resentment of all the innocent lives that are going to be distroyed :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, happy thoughts!! Kittens! Cotton Floss! Ewan McGregor! *growl* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... what else, well nothing earth shattering FANTASTIC I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay… going to go finish the two last assignemts before holiday!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Whether they find life there or not, I think Jupiter should be declared an enemy planet! &lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Rose Polenzani - &lt;i&gt;Fell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90870329?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90870329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90870329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90870329' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90721870</id><published>2003-03-14T20:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T20:26:13.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hey, HEY! It’s FRIDAY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week has passed, and what a week it has been… I’m sure there was something profound that happened… but I can’t for the life of me decide what it is,  so we’ll just leave it at that shall we ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough about the past, today was pretty miff, went to Informatics, which I had already learnt what we went over for the test we had last week. *sighs* So I basically treated as a doodling hour as I figured it would have been just a little rude to run out screaming blue murder :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya,  come Tuesday or something, I’m gonna sit down, with a bottle of white wine in the one hand, a wad of clean paper in the other hand, a huge of pencils in the another hand, drawing pens in the other,  (don’t think about what I just said for too long, you’ll go crazy… or start looking at penguins in a new light, and either way, it can’t be good) and all the little doodles I’ve been making since I haven’t had time to draw properly, and put them into some sort of proper picture, or add upon them to make them better :) *sigh* a girls work is never done ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOO, I saw Marie today, granted it was for like 5 seconds and we said hello before she went off home, and I went to class but still *skips* I saw my friend I haven’t seen in a few weeks *skips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEK! Just remembered something, today, my Informatics lecturer from last year spotted me and said “Hi” quickly, BUT she said Good Morning &lt;i&gt;ma’am&lt;/i&gt; EEEEEEEEEEEK!! I’m a ma’am?? *breaks down and cries* well I guess I’m looking older than I expected, usually she would have greeted me, “HEY YOU! Sit down and SHUT up!” *shrug* Must be maturing by the day ;) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so yup, that’s it I can think of for today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to the evil pit of eternal turmoil and unbearable despair.. erp.. I mean, Mass Communication studies ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: When you’re up to it in your ears, keep for mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Travis - &lt;i&gt;Sing&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;^_^ &lt;i&gt;The Invisible Band&lt;/i&gt;,  awesome CD :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90721870?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90721870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90721870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90721870' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90658393</id><published>2003-03-13T20:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T20:17:36.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Collapse in 3… 2… 1…&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish I’m tired! Can you believe it? I didn’t even have 30 minutes spare yesterday to squeeze in one of my usual ramblings, cause I was too busy studying!! *twitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I’ll catch you up on what happened anyway :P  Yesterday, my friend who I was talking about, Marie, well she phoned yesterday, seems like her home phone has been cut, and she didn’t have airtime *eek* So ya, no wonder I couldn’t get hold of her :P So ya, all is cool that side, she’s still alive *sigh of relief* so hopefully I can get to catch up with her on campus sometime :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, also, my mum went for her job interview, they seemed to like her, but the problem is that it’s an hour’s drive from home o_O So that’s something that my mom doesn’t really want, also the place is in Centurion… no offence to the peeps that live there, but blimey! That place is so EMPTY and so DEAD! EEEK!! Lots of townhouses and stuff, but there’s like little life… not that many trees around where we were, and me being me, I [b]*NEED*[/b] some sort of tree cover around… makes the area just THAT more friendly ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing I’ve concluded, there’s major shit a brewing! For one, recently quiet a few animals have been on the fritz, and now we have a mega load of spiders lurking in the house… *worried face* Like my ‘rents room has one in their room, another in the bathroom, there’s a few in the lounge, and there’s a HUGE Rain Spider (about 10 cm by 10 cm, and about 2 cm in girth, causing trouble on my bedroom curtain, right by my bed) sortta freaking me out,  if it floods, we could be in trouble… could also be sun spot activity… but not to sure about that last one, cause if it is, I haven’t noticed, and I unfortunately do :(  Oh to be two with nature!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKES!! How bad is this, while I was trying to memorise some facts, I was looking at my hair for spilt ends… *weird, I know, but you try and remain normal while reciting poems of acronyms* and I found about four grey hairs, some nice long ones too!! I even checked to see if maybe they weren’t just blonde hairs interspersed amongst the brown, but nope,  grey *sulks* I think I should save it the hassle and just dye my hair grey now :P *LoL* nha, that’s crazy talk! I guess I’m just gonna have to do as my mom did when she was in her 20s, choose a hair colour that’ll suit me, and start dying when the time comes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pouts for some self-righteous reason* Last night I was studying right (I find it easier to study during the evening, than compared to the afternoon or morning, I’m more alert then) and Fire*Star phones at around 21:00 and asks if I wanna join him and some buddies, to go up Northcliff Hill (the hill we have right by us here, it’s really beautiful to go up there on a night – been up there once at night, very pretty :D), but I couldn’t because I was el studying *ARGH* but ya, I was to ask one of the peeps that was supposed to be going with on the expedition, but he didn’t go with *sigh* so ya, I guess I’m gonna have to harass Fire*Star about that when next I speak to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish! I saw this documentary on midgets, and lets just say that I’m grateful for my 5ft shortness I have. I mean, you should see how these people are treated on account of their height, like one guy was told not to bother applying to medical school because of it! MEDICAL SCHOOL! They should be the most accepting in my opinion. Granted, I’m not exactly free of prejudice either, I mean, I personally wouldn’t consider having a relationship with a midget, (another issue that was raised), but then again, the same applies for people that are giants in comparison to me, which is pretty much everyone :P But ya, I guess it was just nice to see them all be so positive,  even though there is a HUGE stigma as it were, against them. ^_^ I could learn a lot from them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, and I think I’m gonna land up like my gran sooner than I thought. I just realised today how meddlesome I was! Like Brian was having some issues with his current and ex GF (that being he likes the chick that he’s with now – been going out for a month, but he still loves his ex, ,and she loves him too… *sigh* so I was little miss Fix-Everyone’s-Problem there). Jeremy and Michelle is another issue. Mark’s having a bit of an issue attack *sighs* There are some other bits and pieces here and there that I’ve been getting my hands dirty with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched &lt;i&gt;Alias&lt;/i&gt; today *sigh* such a sweet show :) today’s episode was &lt;a href="http://www.tvtome.com/tvtome/servlet/GuidePageServlet/showid-3451/epid-205045/"&gt;”The Counteragent”&lt;/a&gt; where Vaughn got cured from his sickness on account of Irina’s little disease, and at the end he’s tries to track down Sydney… but just misses her *skips* well I thought it was sweet ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Always &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; to be modest… and be damn &lt;b&gt;PROUD&lt;/b&gt; of it!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: BT – &lt;i&gt;Satellite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90658393?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90658393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90658393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90658393' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90535933</id><published>2003-03-11T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T21:05:15.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Eureka!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I had a eureka day today! Especially a few moments ago, I was busy reading this one section I lightly skimmed over a while ago, but didn’t understand, so I just left it for when I was gonna bother to actually read every other word atleast :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was about inverted file structures with online searching, and my initial thoughts were NOTHING like what it actually was, for example, it isn’t so much as a file, but rather three files. LoL, after reading that little paragraph I left out last time, it all made sense, (a very load, “OH!” came outta my room *whacks forehead* duh!) (okay, well it was another, “you had to be there moments”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, my mum might be getting a job!! :D YIPPEE Well she’s going to go have an interview with the peeps tomorrow, so that’s always a good thing :D *fingers crossed* I hope she gets it! Having both ‘rents bringing an income into this house would be awesome! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I must apologise for yesterday, I’m usually whiney, but not THAT whiney ;)  Was just feeling a bit down I guess, but after talking to myself,  I lifted up my spirits a lot, so I’m better now - teehee, I however now believe I may have an ego problem :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes, another scary thing I was thinking about today was, I haven’t seen my one chick friend I have, “Marie”(yes, the one and only, (well save a pen pal in the USA), the rest of my friends are of the male variety, not complaining though, they are all great people!). But as I was saying, I haven’t seen her for a couple weeks! I’ve tried SMSing her, phoning her, everything, I can’t get hold of her :( *starts worrying about her* Last year we had two classes together, and we landed up being pretty good friends, having same quirky humour and the like, lots of laughs to be had! :D  &lt;br /&gt;But alack alas, I haven’t a single class with her this year *pouts* but we sortta made an arrangement, that if we’re on campus together, we’ll meet up… well ya, only day we are there together is on Monday… last Monday I saw her was about two – three weeks ago :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya, that’s my little silly sulk for today, a complete lack of chick chatting time (any one that knows anything about communication would know that males and females communicate differently – if memory serves right, &lt;i&gt;Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus&lt;/i&gt; should have featured it at one point or another. And it’s funny, you sortta become accustomed to your own ‘kinds’ speech. Teehee, well it’s stupid anyway, so I’ll shut up! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, Jeremy gave me back ONE of the music CDs I lent him ages ago *bounces around* had some material I haven’t heard in ages! :D Very cool!  *giggles* and shame, he’s having a bit of a fight with Michelle. Well I hope they sort it out soon, either way, I bet I’m gonna hear ALL about it on Friday, when next I see her for those five minutes before the lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well that’s it for today, tune in another time, for something most probably slightly related :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Everywhere you go, there you are!&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Vertical Horizon - &lt;i&gt;Everything You Want&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(relation intended ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;Cute comic: &lt;a href="http://www.comics.com/comics/roseisrose/index.html"&gt;Rose is Rose&lt;/a&gt; (very uplifting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90535933?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90535933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90535933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90535933' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90471997</id><published>2003-03-10T21:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T21:32:58.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Feeling Heartbroken / Tired Today :( &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*curls up into a ball of chair*&lt;br /&gt;*stairs at empty screen*&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was &lt;i&gt;exceptionally long!!&lt;/i&gt; *twitch*  Had a test first thing this morning, so I was at RAU from 7, then only left after Communications (a little after 18:00) *looks longingly at screen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a busy day too. First off, I forgot my calculator for the test (but thank god the only thing we needed it for was some numbers we made up our own – so I used 10, 5, and 2 cause it was all multiplication ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AW GOD!! I got attacked by Austin’s GF… Leigh. *twitch* she was really bubbly today, she was complaining about Austin. *sigh* Sortta basically how he’s always in her face, he’s so whiny, he’s sex crazed *twitch (TOO much info)* blah blah blah, basically that he’s Austin, and she can’t handle him :( And I know if she breaks up with him, it’ll break his heart! :( (also not to mention her admitting that she’s been chasing him around the house with knifes, threatening to kill him!) *cries* I dunno what to do, I &lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt; she makes him happy, and he loves her, but I don’t want him getting hurt :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just have to come to terms with the fact that I can’t solve everything. I have my limitations. I can’t save my friends from hurt. But I can be there to make them feel better when it does happen ^_^&lt;br /&gt;:( still don’t like the idea of people being heart broken! *sigh* I guess I can’t be relationship fairy as I thought I could be :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! Also, I have a new found respect for guys! She also started on a “Is Autin’s ex GF prettier than me?” I just said the ex looked a little gawnky, but I couldn’t put my finger on what made her look funny… erp… ya. Sortta avoided the answer… cause in all honesty, I can’t remember how the ex looked! FFS, I could see she wasn’t gonna be around for long (despite what Richard felt for her) so never took much notice *shrugs* Teehee, so she just got obscure answers out of me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, nearly forgot! Another interesting thing she said was, “Ricky still has feelings for you.” *snuffles back giggles* &lt;br /&gt;I responded with a bemused sortta amused look on my face, ”Haha! No he doesn’t! You gotta be joking!” (She’s also said this before, -though not to my face- so I wasn’t really surprised)&lt;br /&gt;So then she got a confused look in her face, (I mean how DARE I opposed her!), and continued, “So, do you have feelings for him?”&lt;br /&gt;Now this I had to think about this, never really thought about it, only feelings I have are those of annoyance about what happened, but I doubt having feelings of annoyance was what she was talking about, so I said no.&lt;br /&gt;She continued to then name Fire*Star, Intjies, even Austin, seeing if I had feelings for any of them, and for each I said “No!” (They’re my friends, the older brothers I never had! I wuv em lots,  but not in the intimate way)&lt;br /&gt;Then she looked at me in a disconcerting way, “I see”&lt;br /&gt;LOL!! She most probably thinks I’m lesbian!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;*gets worried and goes to see a rugged picture of Aragon from “Lord of The Rings”*&lt;br /&gt;*growls*&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I’m straight! :P  (sorry ladies ;) … and some guys! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY OATH!! If you have the time, I seriously recommend getting the Dare Devil Soundtrack! Even if it’s just for Evanescence – &lt;i&gt;Bring Me To Life&lt;/i&gt; it’s WELL worth it! It's an AWESOME song! I'm sortta dissapointed that this group hasn't been released, or made bigger waves! Well just a word of advice,  go get it!! GO GO GO!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw,  GAWD! How embarrassing! I was wearing my new top today, and the friggin thing has this massive neck space collar area, and my bra straps kept showing *blush* but thankfully I spent the day with J (as per usual) and we’re good enough friends for him to either point and laugh, or say, ”Aww, Mel, you know, if you need help getting dressed properly, I could help you.” Or something equally as stupid, and get away with it :P LOL, well it was one of those “you had to be there” moments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, another thing I’m gonna take up when I have the free time (hopefully next weekend),  gonna re-teach myself Tai Chi *sigh* forgot it all! I also forgotten Long Fist *sighs again* I can get the beginning right, but I think my actions are just a little off, so I wanna perfect it again *giggles* this holiday is gonna be BUSY! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m off, I have to finish some drawings I started today ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Love is a perky little elf, dancing a merry little jig, and then suddenly, turns on you with a minature machine gun”&lt;br /&gt;:( know full well about this one! :(  (sorry, after today,  I'm feeling a little heart broken or something equally as pathetic! ;) )&lt;br /&gt;Song of the moment: Evanescence – &lt;i&gt;Bring Me To Life&lt;/i&gt; *head bangs* damn I love this song! &lt;br /&gt;(best lyrics (all copyright Evanscence of course: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How can you see into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like open doors&lt;br /&gt;Leading you down into my core&lt;br /&gt;Where I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a soul&lt;br /&gt;My spirit's sleeping somewhere cold &lt;br /&gt;Until you find it there and&lt;br /&gt;Lead.. it.. back... home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Wake me up)  Wake me up inside&lt;br /&gt;(I can't wake up)  Wake me up inside &lt;br /&gt;(Save me)  Call my name and save me from the dark&lt;br /&gt;(Wake me up)  Bid my blood to run&lt;br /&gt;(I can't wake up)  Before I come undone&lt;br /&gt;(Save me)  Save me from the nothing I've become.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90471997?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90471997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90471997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90471997' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90405525</id><published>2003-03-09T18:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T18:49:08.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;INSPIRATION!! I hath found you!! ... &lt;br /&gt;        ...in the most odd of place too!   =S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ya. *sigh* TODAY was pretty dim. Been studying Business Management. Last two chapters are a little fuzzy (seriously, there’s like something green growing on them O_o) And it’s sortta all making sense too!! EEEEEk! So ya, I’m taking a break since there’s flipping rain outside *grumble* it’s also loud, so concentration went byebye :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also having a quick look at some old drawings of mine, and up to my most recent one (aptly labelled “Shit Splatters” hopefully I can get it scanned in soon ^_^ ), and I realise that there’s something I have to do to improve it all. For one, have more than one character in a picture. I used to draw non-human drawings (dragons, tattoos, etc,  but only recently, like last year, started perfecting drawing people) And I think I now have ‘em down packed (well save that I have to pay LOTS of attention to hands, -but everyone, including Superman had a weakness, so I shouldn’t feel too bad :P ) and now having a look back, I only have four pictures where there are two people in them interacting. One I’m really proud of, which was drawn when I was in a happy relationship last year, there’s another cartoon type one, it’s &lt;i&gt;okay&lt;/i&gt; I guess =S There’s one with two topless peeps.. idea was brilliant, but I think I drew it at the wrong time, so it came out funky looking o_O And there’s another one that I drew a long while after the happy relationship one (for the same person too :P ) But other than those, all my drawings are pretty lonely in their isolated little existence on the pages :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I also wanna start using colour ^_^ Not sure yet what medium though. Pencil crayons, water paints, or do I wanna just take up painting again. Oooo, I also wanna go get my modelling clay out, and start making little figurines again ^_^ Teehee, haven’t done that in YEARS! :D Eish! I don’t understand it?!  I know lots of peeps doing BCom degrees, and only like two of them is creative (hello Fire*Star *waves*) and after Business Management, I’m more inspired to go do something VERY creative, whilst most of the peeps I know doing BCom are about as creative as a rusted doornail. :P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yikes! Just had a look outside!! Weather = FRIGGIN BAD!!  Very dark grey skies! :( No wonder I’m suffering from rheumatism so badly to day *sits up straight, and in doing so, bitches and whines about knees, ankles, wrists, next, back, and any and all joint in body being VERY sore!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, I did do something which I haven’t done in a while, I wrote an entry in the &lt;a href="http://www.vurtspace.com/viewtopic.php?t=1349&amp;start=0"&gt;RPG Story&lt;/a&gt; I’m apart of. (there’s the beginning of it if you’re interested in reading a lot ;) Felt good to become part of the group again (even though currently I’m scheming something evil :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EISH! Forgot about something today. A while ago I just went out to go to the grocery store, Spar, that’s like right by my house (about 5 minutes drive), but it was closed (most probably stock taking or something) so I did this huge trip to the other side of the world to go to the next closest Spar (about 10-15 minutes drive), and something I realised is... there is like NO ONE on the streets!! It was seriously empty Sortta freaky in fact!! Was there a mass evacuation I missed or something?? *cries in corner* Where is everybody??! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the rain has stoped it’s short little burst, so I’m back off to go study :(&lt;br /&gt;*pout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Nothing is as embarrasing as watching someone do something that you said couldn't be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Live - &lt;i&gt;They Stood Up For Love&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;     - ^_^ Second most favourite song in the world, been listening to &lt;i&gt;The Distance to Here&lt;/i&gt; CD all day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90405525?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90405525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90405525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90405525' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90356736</id><published>2003-03-08T17:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T17:27:20.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Inspiration... where for art thou?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee, I went to a arts and crafts exhibition today ^_^ was pretty cool to see all the things they had available, but in all honest, were about as inspiring as… as… um… lint. One good thing is that I a NICE set of four artist pens ^_^ … they cost quite a bit (R81 and my first-born child, but they are worth it ^_^  ) Very nice set, still a little apprehensive to use them, as I’m used to doing all my work in pencil, so ya,  when I get the courage, (and time), I’ll put them to the test :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Spur to go have breakfast… was surprising pleasant. I’m used to going there for dinner, when there’s all these inbred children running around squealing o_O Eish! Can’t stand that!! But there was like three other lots of people there today ^_^ it was awesome atmosphere (even though the food was a little too oily for my liking, but I guess I can’t complain, as that IS the point of eating out, especially there, very unhealthy food o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got home, power was out, so I landed up studying *twitch* Business Management *twitch* which I guess all in all is okay as I’m understanding it and all, but *twitch* I’m no business person! So as a result, I landed up initiating the organising for Drive In with the guys tonight ^_^ So that should get me away from the books, and away from possibly starting to understand everything there is to do with a organisation *twitch* *touch wood* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, I guess that’s it for today, got to go get ready for this evening (put clothes on, get stuff together, blah blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Fortune Cookie: You are hungry for Asia Pacific Chinese Food! Call 468-5860 to appease stomach.&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Santana featuring Michelle Branch - &lt;i&gt;Game of Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90356736?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90356736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90356736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90356736' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90311767</id><published>2003-03-07T19:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T19:51:40.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Depressing Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEK!! Today I wrote Informatics test… well I walked out feeling pretty okay about it, and a little chat to Jeremy over the phone, and now I’m not feeling that great about it. Like some things he thought was difficult, I thought were piss, and then some of the things he was mentioning, I couldn’t remember being in the test (calculator?? WTF?) And I mentioned this other question,  and he didn’t remember seeing it in the test, so ya, most probably had different questions to ensure we couldn’t copy. Did I mention that it was all on computer, so a simple randomise and generate questions script, and boom, you have something pretty cool :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish, one hard truth hit today, I saw Nick today, and he was looking pretty sad, so I sat him down and asked him what happened, and it turns out, Wednesday,  he got home to his apartment, looked around, and it looked like he had moved. There was NOTHING there! He was robbed to the extreme. Not just like the electronics gone, but everything, down to the clothes, books, curtains, and even the light bulbs were gone o_O So ya, he maxed out his credit card getting text books and clothes, and has now moved back in with his parents. I asked if he at least had everything insured, and it sortta wasn’t, cause he only recently went and got insurance, and the papers were still going through. So pretty much he’s left with nothing :(  Sometimes, life just really sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, and my cats been in a depressed mood all day! She was flopped on my lap this morning while I was studying, being in a depressed / grumpy mood. I left at about 9:00 to go write the test. Came back at about 11:30, and she was flopped on my chair looking miff. I picked her up, sat down on my chair, and put her on my lap. She flicked her tail, and stormed off to my bed. I had a look at her stomping off, and while on my bed, she saw I was looking at her, she skiffed me, and lay down with her back to me. After that, I got up from my chair, went and gave her a hug, when she whacked me. ARGH! She got up, and stormed out the room *rolls eyes* After that. I guess I have a little sympathy for guys, I mean, us chicks do the same thing. They should &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; what’s wrong! *giggle* then, cause there’s no chance in hell they’ll get it right (since most of the times that happens, we’re feeling a LITTLE hormonal, it could be because you forgot the curly fries (reference to &lt;i&gt;Scrubs&lt;/i&gt; there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I have such a sh*t load of studying to do *twitch* I can see how and why people tend to drop out second year. First year they lul you into a false sense of security, making you believe it’s as easy as they put it out to be,  but then, when you least expect it, they wham you with something horrific, like tripling the work load o_O For example, last year in Communications, we had a fun book. Had pictures in it and everything, and was only 8 chapters,  so each week we would finish a chapter. No problem. This year for communications, we have a book FULL of different theories, no pictures, MUCH bigger than last years text book, and 19 chapters. What worries me, is that for the test, we have 12 chapters to learn… ya,  *ahem* “Excuse me, Mr DUMBASS, I know this is important and all, but um, WHAT are we gonna be doing for the REST of the semester?” Cause each module has the same amount of work. So everyone, lets do a little bit of Maths. What’s 12 plus 12… you can use your fingers if you need, but you’ll need a friends help to… that’s right, 24! Here’s a gold star for you -&gt; &lt;font color="#FFFF00"&gt;*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, if in total, we do the same amount of work every week, we’ll be short 5 chapters!! ARGH! He’d better not say we need another text book! I mean, in for 5 chapters worth of work, he could easily fit that into a new 10 chapter book :( Who ever said BA was easy, should be shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* so much for taking the easy way out. Sure the other degrees must be difficult too, but most of the other stuff is plain application. Which is easy enough to do. Just get the gists of it, and you’re set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, okay, I’m gonna stop whining, else I’m gonna scare everyone away :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behave yourselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “A musician must make music, an artist must paint, a poet must write, if he is to be ultimately at peace with himself.”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the Moment: Quentin Grey - &lt;i&gt;Versus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90311767?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90311767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90311767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90311767' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90256055</id><published>2003-03-06T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-06T22:25:17.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Being Late, Love and Family&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, what happened today? Had lectures since 7 this morning o_O  Also quite bad as I slept in until 6:30 O_o So had a mad rush, also taking into account that I had to pack my bag this morning, get my project together. Get the correct notes together and packed, AND not to mention get dressed. (which if you saw me this morning, you’d understand why I was suffering!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* well I got everything together on time (quite shocking as I only had 15 minutes to do all this with minimal hand-eye coordination o_O Eish, this morning was not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting topic of conversation that did arise today, was relationships (again *sigh*) One friend got dumped again, after three weeks of being with someone. And somehow Intjies and myself got onto that topic (I think it was resultant from hearing my other friend’s misfortune). And also somehow, um, damn, how to explain… okay, the guy I went out with before Mark, we’ll pseudonym him… Ricky, the chick he went out with after me, we’ll call her, Tiffany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick history lesson, I met Tiffany back in primary school, we were in class together, but then she moved schools, and I never saw her again. No biggy. Then during orientation last year, I recognized her, introduced myself, and we got reacquainted. Blah blah, I was still with Ricky, so I introduced him to her, as she was with me while I met up with him on campus. Later I introduced her to Fire*Star and Intjies when we saw them later. Blah blah blah, broke up with Ricky, and him and Tiffany eventually got together ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, present day, and I sortta surprised Intjies by mentioning that my original intent was to hook him and Tiffany up together, before they ever met (teehee, aren’t I considerate). Well anyway, that was sortta before I clicked that Ricky and Tiffany were gonna get together (damnit!! Also should have seen this before certain happenings, but sometimes I’m a little slow on the uptake ^_^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so it turns out that dear Intjies thinks that dear Tiffany is somewhat of a good looker, but wasn’t about to make any moves before he knew her better. Teehee, well ya, I guess I’m just a little shocked, that’s all, that I pretty much predicted that he would like her and that’s even BEFORE I knew him as a good friend *sigh* good times :P Still a little in a *wow* state, even if they didn’t get together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I’m just about ready to start playing match-maker!! Teehee, for one it would keep me outta trouble, and secondly, it seems like a fun enough thing to do :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, bonus, my aunt’s gonna be coming up here at the end of the month w00t w00t ^_^ Haven’t seen her in like six months!! Also means that my cousins will be coming to stay with me most likely :D weee!! I wuv my cousins!! They are like my sisters... once removed :P Last time I saw them, I think was like a month ago, so I'm having withdrawl symptoms here!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, okay, so I’m in a happy mood, even though I have a test to write tomorrow o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well I'm gonna go engage in that "S" word... you know, the one that most people my age are doing, and even my parents do from time to time.. yup,  you guessed it! I'm gonna go study (yes, even though it’s past 22:00, I wanna go over it AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Join the collective!” - don’t ask, I’ve been saying that all day :P&lt;br /&gt;Music of moment: Barenaked Ladies - &lt;i&gt;Too Little Too Late&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90256055?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90256055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90256055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90256055' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90191732</id><published>2003-03-05T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T22:13:57.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ya, before I forget, there's an error with my blog from yesterday. I've used Brian as the alias for my ex I saw,  while a few days before I used Brian for the guy I have a crush on. Seems like there's an error with trying to fix that up, so I'm gonna say it here for future reference,  the ex will be referred to as Mark,  and the guy I have a crush on - Brian, (As before) thanks :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90191732?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90191732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90191732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90191732' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90191096</id><published>2003-03-05T22:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T22:03:57.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bored&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eish, well today was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m using the term fun very loosely. The same sort of fun that you’d expect from watching two snails race. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad analogy, but same gists if it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at about 1 this morning, only to wake up at 4:30 from some nightmare or the other, and my was suffering from a slightly severe of epistaxis o_O (love that word :P it’s the medical term for a nose bleed). Which, for most reasons would be a cause for alarm as I my nose never bleeds. Well I cleaned it up, and checked for the source of the gushing blood (to make sure my brain wasn’t falling out through my nose or something. Wasn’t anything serious (thank god) bleeding was coming from the inside rim of my nose (say the little culprit still bleeding), so it’s just a burst blood vessel or something. Still weird though. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumble* spent most of the day studying. Have 3 tests to do by tomorrow, and a nice hour and half test on Friday. *sigh* Whoever said BA was easy was sorely mistaken! Boiling it down to simple terms, for all my subjects, I spend about a specific amount on each. Informatics, I spend about an hour on. Business Management I struggle with, so I spend about two hours on, for the same amount of work. But for my BA subjects *grumble* Information Science I spend about four hours,  and Communication takes up a whopping eight hours of my life. (four hours per subject) *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well ya, I did a lot of studying, that’s about it for today - ooo, also 4 online tests o_O *feels very academic* :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, leaving now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Database this, database that, ARGH”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Matchbox Twenty - &lt;i&gt;The Difference&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90191096?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90191096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90191096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90191096' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90125792</id><published>2003-03-04T20:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T22:05:19.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Twilight Zone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o Well that’s the only way I can explain what has happened today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well now I know that all these work-loads are affecting the people at RAU in the weirdest way. Like today, I was there for one lecture. Which equals about twenty minutes before hand (so that I get a seat), lecture for about an hour, and then I run away screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in that space of time that I was there, I received a small box of chocolates, (just somma), two hugs *grumble*, and three compliments. (easy as one two three ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well I met up with my most recent ex, we’ll call him Mark, he was moping around RAU. Why was he moping you may ask, well because he just got dumped by some chick, and he was about to give her a box of chocolates as their one month anniversary present. *snigger* he doesn’t have much luck with girls I’m afraid. (too clingy, but I don’t have the heart to tell him) anyway, we chatted for like two minutes while he bitched about girls in general, and he gave me the chocolates cause he had no use for them ^_^ Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nick from Information Science was walking past, and spotted me before I could hide ;) ran up behind me and gave me a hug, said hello, and ran off to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other friend’s girlfriend, we’ll name her Michelle, gave me a hug hello (ARGH!! Not ANOTHER hug!!) and told me I looked nice today o_O  (she never does anything like that to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy I have a sortta crush on, we’ll name him Brian, commented on my little cartoons I was drawing, (the theme, I’m bored, and LOOK a sheep… :P  don’t ask, ,I get inventive with doodles (but not Australian inventive if that’s what you’re thinking)  ;) teehee) and we eventually had a drawing stand off. Teehee, too much detail to go into, but it was funny (as you can imagine, the lecturer wasn’t that impressing that he got us captivated in the subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my friend, who owns the girlfriend :P , we’ll call him, um… Jeremy, he said that I’m looking better than I have in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O  WTF happened today??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I don’t ever get hugs, (well save for Jeremy’s “Have You Hugged Your Mel Today” campaign he did last year cause he found out I don’t like hugs,  and wanted me to get over it *giggles* guess it didn’t work) Secondly, I hardly ever get compliments, I’m very good at blending into the background and pretending I don’t exist. But for some reason today, it was as if I was sticking out like a sore thumb. Not sure why though, I mean, I was wearing my normal boring clothes, (baggy grey jersey, purple skirt). My hair was normal, and I don’t wear makeup. *shrug* I guess I should count my ‘blessings’ and be happy. (I did get some chocolates after all ;)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I know this has nothing to do with the price of eggs in China :P, but that’s all I got for today :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: “Never say 'OOPS!' always say 'Ah, Interesting!'”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Lapdog (Toad the Wet Sprocket) – &lt;i&gt;See You Again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90125792?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90125792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90125792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90125792' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90071903</id><published>2003-03-04T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T00:02:10.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Something Inspired&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well I promised myself I wouldn’t use this little blog/journal for this, but due to recent events that have been happening around me, I sit in awe, watching as everyone around me is in a near frantic search for that special someone in their life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Iguess I have taken it upon myself to write this down. Who knows for what reason. I guess mainly to get this off my chest, or just solidify my thoughts. But seeing all these lovey-dovey actions around me for the past while, I’ve sortta been inspired to write this waffle on about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get me wrong, having a special someone that you can share your time with is always great. Having that someone that you can share your life with. Someone who will love you unconditionally. Will never let you down. Be there when you need them most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You now should have a vague idea of what I’m on about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, thinking, what’s the big fuss? So far, in the past month, I’ve had nearly all my friends wanting to become romantically involved with someone, but then failing in doing so, or losing interest. Okay, so maybe I’m not exactly free of that either. I do have a crush on a guy, but on the flipside, I have no inclination on starting anything with him. (weird, I know!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe there are some up side to a relationship. But excuse me for being uber negative here, but there’s also all that sh*t that is connected to it. Like when a break up occurs, if it’s not a clean break, then there’s a good chance that either you’re gonna hate the person for an abnormally long time, or by some freak of a chance, you’ll still have feelings for them o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I ask, why would anyone want to chance that something like that happens with someone? (Remember, I did want you that I was being negative, so don’t point out the obvious) I mean, unless if you click instantly, you can almost certainly guarantee that it’s not for keepers (sorry to maybe dampen your spirits if you are in a relationship), but I’m an old fashion romantic that is a firm believer in soul-mates, teehee, maybe that’s why my love life is so miserable ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here’s a thought. Okay, so people date to eventually find someone that they click with. Hence the majority of my friends having suddenly gone through a “Must find W&lt;u&gt;ooooooo&lt;/u&gt;man” phase. (seriously, I think that out of all the peeps I know,  only one hasn’t had any ‘relationship’ problems,  and that’s mainly because he do the dating scene) but other than that, either they’ve tried to make their move, failed,  or lost interest. Were in a steady relationship (one that lasted a little over two years), only to see that go to pieces, or just missing the point of relationships all together, and as a result, become pretty miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* maybe it’s a part of the human condition that I’ve conveniently switched off, but if you do what I’ve done, and seriously taken a deep look at relationships, and what they can really do to someone. It’s only really two options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make you really happy, or really miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I’m trying to say here, but am falling short of doing so, is that relationships are like a gamble, and there is a very good chance you’re gonna loose a lot of yourself by playing that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all those out there that may be reading this, life’s to short to waste away yourself, pouring endless energies into a relationship. Don’t waste your youth searching for someone, especially when the time isn’t right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s plenty of time to be in a relationship (be it a happy one, a miserable one, a lasting one or a short fling), but only a limited time to enjoy your youth, without the limitations of a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose wisely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90071903?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90071903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90071903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90071903' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-90062078</id><published>2003-03-03T20:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T20:37:08.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Just another Manic Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Another week, another Monday *collapses on tired heap on the floor* I'm sorry,  but for some reason I find Mondays too tiring!! I have like no lectures, but it's just so draining. I’m sure I have somewhere in my contract that I don't do Mondays ;) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we did another f**king searching exercise in Information Science *cries* It's so friggin useless!! I can search, damnit! and here they are, making us do these ridiculous exercises, else we fail the course :(  *sulks in corner*  But I guess the company is cool. Had "Nick" being crazy as usual. "J" on the other passing nasty comments, "Adam" on the other end complaining he didn't want to be do anything, and some new guy thinking we were all crazy *giggles* So I guess that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! Then there was me having to go print my friggin Info Sci proj (printer at home is fubar) so J and myself stood in line for the printer for an hour, and there was this guy infront of us, argh, he was an idiot!! He printed one of the assignments like a gazillion times, then the printer went all fubar. So here I am trying to stop the printer printing invalid ascii characters, and the lab assistant comes along, and thinks it's me that broke the printer!! ARGH!! Well anyway, got everything printed, so I'm happy ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the student centre to go have a drink. ARGH! Bought a Vanilla Milkshake (normally YUMMY, but today, I doubt it had ever seen milk, let alone been shaken, or have any vanilla in it O_o  Well it was drinkable, and since I'm doing a bit of a vampire impression recently (I'm forever thirsty, damn hot weather) I sortta didn't have a choice, but I didn't enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Communication at that god awful time, and had to put up with that for a while. But afterwards, it finished early thank goodness, so got to chat a bit afterwards with friends ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I do have a serious matter I want to attend to, but I think I’ll keep that for tomorrow :) way to much in a ARGH mood to think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that’s it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote for today: “ARGH”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Better Than Ezra - &lt;i&gt;Rewind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-90062078?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90062078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/90062078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90062078' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89993638</id><published>2003-03-02T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-03-02T12:30:04.483+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;What a Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeheeheeeeeeeeeeee. Yesterday was fun ^_^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with a good sleep in (something I’ve seriously been needing for god knows how long), and then Intjies and I were gonna go trop around the main shopping centre here to get Fire*Star a “Thank You” present for all the lifts he’s been giving us everywhere for the past year or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically we got him a drawing pad, and some big non-toxic crayons (Intjies idea), so that he won’t hurt himself when he chews on them or something :P And we also gave him R100, so that should cover us for a little while. He also seemed pretty happy with the gift, so I guess that’s a good sign. ^_^  Better than a roll of the eyes and a muttering under the breath that is :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we landed up going for Chinese for dinner, that was fun. Luckily I had some vague idea what some of the things were. We still had to ask what some of the stuff were (give us a break, it was our first time at a Chinese restaurant), but after harassing the waiter a couple hundred times, “What’sa…?” :P and spending a couple minutes arguing which is the proper way to eat with chop-sticks, (I think I am again abnormal, everyone copied Fire*Star’s way of holding them, and I stuck with my way… *shrug*) anyway, after all of that, we eventually got our food (had fish, YUMMY).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was cool, then we went to go play some pool (weee, I still suck at that game!) but got bored of that after a couple hours, and decided to go elsewhere. The place we were gonna goto (a little friendly place by my house, which is usually pretty pleasant place to go) was serious raucous… so we didn’t go there, but went to go harass Intjies place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee,  got up to some explosive action, no, it’s not what you’re thinking! But it was on the same lines of what we did last week.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then once the night was coming to an end, landed up playing word-association :P teehee, trust me, where you have a would-be programmer, a rocket scientist (I’m serious about that one, that’s what he wants to become), a film student, and an aspiring accountant, the answers that come about are… erp… interesting to say the least :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well that’s what all that happened. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “Reality is the leading cause of stress among those in touch with it.”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: New Found Glory - &lt;i&gt;Hit Or Miss &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89993638?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89993638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89993638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89993638' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89914131</id><published>2003-02-28T20:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T20:39:43.013+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well another day come and gone *grumble* &lt;br /&gt;Woke up in a bad mood, and it hasn’t gotten better *mutter* I even chatted for a nice long time with that guy that I have that crush on, to make life easier, we’ll alias him Brian. LOL, I nearly jumped out of my skin when I first saw him today. See, I was deep in thought, trying to remember what I dreamt last night (all I remember is that it was something important, and had something to do with my gran??) so I was seriously deep in thought, staring out the window, racking every crevice of my brain trying to fathom what it was, and from the side of the pillar I had my back against, I heard this little “Mew”.&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;So I come back from la-la land, and turn the corner, and RIGHT there is dear Brain. *rolls eyes* I swear, he’s nearly as quirky as me :P Anyway, so having him right there, about like 10cm away, and me with my like 2 meters personal space area, took a rather big reflex-like step backwards (I would’ve jumped,  but was still half in la-la land :P LOL, then he gave this really confused look, “My breath doesn’t smell that bad, does it?” Teehee, it’s not that funny written down, but I guess it’s one of those, “you had to be there” moments.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I lie, I was in a good mood when I was doing Informatics notes O_o  dunno why though o_O  it’s all about designing databases that will ultimately function is to operate effectively and efficiently, ,and then they go on about historical approach… erp… file vs. database management, data redundancy, database function management systems (and other useless facts on that) and the different models, and rambled on about Internet and databases *sigh* very boring, but mind numbing I guess ^_^ not having to think I guess makes me a happy little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that’s my problem, I think to much o_O  In short, lets just say that Keats saying, “'O for a life of sensations rather than of thoughts,” I can so sympathise! *giggle* maybe I should have a deeper look into somanics sometime :P or what’s that other study… Phenomenology… *mischievous grin* if ya know what I mean… ooo, talking philosophy, now THERE’S a way to get all the guys to like ya :P  But then again, while I’m ideolising Keats here, I might as well shoot him down too, cause he also said “A thing of beauty is a joy for ever” but as common knowledge would hold, beauty fades, does it not? Granted it CAN remain beautiful forever, and be kept eternal, but that’s through memories… which brings us back to thoughts vs. sensations.. ARGH!! Friggin hell, this guy was fickle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there ladies and gentlemen, is what my mind gets up to… except that was a little more organized, and logical, and that’ll only keep me busy for a couple minutes, then I’d go off onto another theory :(  I want some methadone :P *evil cackle* j/k peeps :D No drugs for me (well save caffeine, sugar and CHOCOLATE – had a cappuccino chocolate today.. I was in heaven for about five minutes, then got grumpy again :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* well that was it, high light of the day: CHOCOLATE ^_^  *then got grumpy again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: “A fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the&lt;br /&gt;subject.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Bon Jovi – Misunderstood  &lt;br /&gt;*bops around in chair*&lt;br /&gt;*is happy*&lt;br /&gt;*stops bopping, is grumpy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89914131?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89914131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89914131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89914131' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89849785</id><published>2003-02-27T19:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-27T19:59:54.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two for the price of one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;South Africa and Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ... &lt;i&gt;sortta&lt;/i&gt; unrelated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well news time kiddies, I did get my music system, but a SLIGHT change in plans *evil grin* I &lt;i&gt;WAS &lt;/i&gt; gonna get one of those little portable hi-fi’s… *giggle* but not today :D  Instead, I got a spiffy MC-200 Micro Hi-Fi System by Philips ^_^ It’s really nice,  but also really expensive, so it’s also like an early B-Day present, WEEEEEEEEE! (even though it’s four months early, no complaints here  ^_^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really funky cause I’m used to having dodgy little speakers for my MP3s on my computer, and now I have these funky speakers… lets just say I’m hearing instruments I previously didn’t know existed in some songs =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I’m such a music snob too, listening to crystal clear music, with the full impact of the rhythm getting through, especially at arms length away, you can literally feel the beats of the song hitting your body ^_^&lt;br /&gt;-	currently listening to Chicane – Saltwater ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh, n&lt;i&gt;iiiiiiiiiii&lt;/i&gt;ce ^_^ Just changed to something &lt;i&gt;slightly&lt;/i&gt; more heavy (I’m don’t usually listen to the really heavy stuff), Mudvayne – Not Falling (the ghost ship song ^_^) VERY nice…. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE, I’m in music heaven!!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*skips around happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee, I’m such a dork, I’m getting giddy over an appliance &lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;-- Dork ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing around with the radio, I can get 5FM fine (*sigh* now only if they can play some decent music, I’ll be set), and I got the local radio station 94.7 (HighVeld) (except 94.7 frequency is wonky, gotta use 0.05 on either side of the station to get a nice reception O_o   Very odd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also very nice, I found some TAPES!! :D My last stereo, first thing to F*ck up was the tape player, so ya, haven’t seen heard quiet a few of the stuff I taped off the radio for a long time! WEEEEEE!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, found ONE draw back, I can’t rewind tapes, and listen to another medium :( … :D Screw it! It’s worth it ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, did I mention?? It has an ALARM CLOCK!! WEEEEE!! So I can wake up to CD, Aux (computer), Radio or tape ^_^  in addition, if I want, I can set it like a VCR to tape something on the radio for me!! ^_^   (doubt I’ll be using that feature anytime soon though, I hardly listen to enough radio as is to warrant it,  but maybe once I get back into my music groove (or when music becomes decent again) I’ll do the radio scene again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to computer, just re-tweaked the music setting, WEEEEEEEEE!!  Teehee, on a bad note, I think I could get accustomed to this, and everything else… obsolete ^_^ *giggles* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee!! My favourite song played on this little baby is just THAT much more fun ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about my new toy (WEEEEEEEEE)  ;)   Today was okay I guess (only had four hours sleep, so I’m a LITTLE bit tired *grumble* but interesting enough, I’m still able to interact with people in a somewhat civilised manner :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well save this one guy in the shops. See, I went to go get cat food for Yuki, and this black man (not being racist just before someone decides to get all high and mighty) was basically on top of me in the que. ARGH!! It’s called being PERSONAL SPACE you f*ck twit! =o excuse my language. But one thing about me is that I NEEDS to have my personal space. So much so that I get peeved if people (including family and friends) give me a hug, or touch my shoulder for prolonged periods of time (a tap on the shoulder, for example, is fine, but placing a hand on my shoulder and leaving it there will get me kicking, screaming and squeaking in no time O_o ) So eventually I moved away from the counter, and thank goodness the bastard didn’t decide to follow me when I moved two steps behind me. But then the friggin monkey moved so friggin close up to the counter, even though my little item hadn’t gone through yet, that he was basically about to mount it!! FFS, I know about proxemics and races, but FFS, I was about ready to practice some unlady-like kinesics if I had to stand there for any longer!! *rolls eyes* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst thing is I *CAN’T* treat him as an equal!&lt;br /&gt;I can’t treat him as a fellow man!&lt;br /&gt;Even through all the efforts that the government has made to abolish aparteih, (and they have worked really hard at that, I’ll give them that, and it has, sortta, helped this country on SOME level) But even through ALL their work, I could not bring myself to treat in the way I would an individual that I saw as the same level as me…&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;‘cause if I were to do that…&lt;br /&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;I would have said,&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me, would you mind so much as to get the f*ck out of my personal space! Thanks!” *ending in a sweet smile*&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I did that, there would be a riot “Eish, you are saying that because I am black, isn’t it.” Blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Then a huge argument would break out, and no doubt, with him right up in my face, cause I’m white,  and *I* should be more understanding towards others, after all I &lt;b&gt;AM&lt;/b&gt; the “Previously Advantaged”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that’s a good enough note to end on.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* If you do find the urge that you NEED to raise a point, email me. melissrad@yahoo.co.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Quote: “Support bacteria... it's the only culture some people have!”&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Ben Folds – “Rockin’ the Suburbs”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89849785?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89849785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89849785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89849785' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89788954</id><published>2003-02-26T21:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T21:22:03.936+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL :D I feel so loved! See, yesterday my mum took me shopping for shoes… I’m not complaining, I was seriously lacking in the shoe department, having a grand total of three pairs –Wooden sandals (really good for threatening the guys with) O:) , pink slip slops, and my black slip on shoes- … (I know, I’m deficient as a female, I apologies!) No wait, I lie, four pairs if you include my ankle boots (which I can only wear in winter anyway) :P  So anyway,  mum took me shoe shopping cause she wanted me to get shoes that are more girl like *sigh* ‘Thanks mum, so you saying I look like a guy’ :(  Well she said something, but I was too busy running around like a nut-lust chipmunk for shoes to listen. Anyway, so I got three more pairs :D Some beige ones with a heel… more like a wedge, some funky sneaker-cross-slip-on-cross-sandal shoes, and another pair of slip slops – white ^_^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bounces around happily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also I &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; be getting an upgrade for my computer… some more memory ^_^ 20G ^_^ *bounces around more happily*  but I doubt that’ll happen anytime soon. The company we get out hardware through didn’t have any in stock *grumbles* … Guess I’ll just have to wait a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another new thing I might be getting a new stereo.. well one of those little cute ones. You know that have like the cassette player, and two little speakers on either side, not like a ‘standard’ boom box, but a little version. Argh screw it, if you don’t know what I’m talking about, just think about it some more, you’ll eventually get it, well I’ve made an arrangement, and if that stands, I should be getting one by this weekend ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, also planned another braai for this weekend ^_^ but so far I only know that Intjies is gonna be there (the host… again) and myself. I have a maybe from the rocket scientist, and Fire*Star has yet to get back to me! *sigh* I guess I could try organise for my ex (erp… it’s sortta complicated, but not, you see, in short, when he was with the chick he went out with after me, he ignored his friends. Through some really bizarre occurrences, and situations, I guess I took his place, and *blush* I guess sortta stole them from him *evil grin* so my friends I have, were,  or still are his friends… okay, all caught up.. I hope so) so as I was saying, I could invite him, I mean, we’re friends and all, but *sigh* for like the last month he’s cancelled on everything I’ve organised, so ya *shrug* not gonna bother this week, the others can try get him there if they want him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the other’s better get back to me… else… else… else I’ll track them down and tickle the undersides of their feet :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, bonus, all I have to do is finish my referencing (much thanks to Stepford for her help there) for my Information Science Paper, and the *beeeeeeeeeeeeep*ing thing is finished ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,  well that’s enough from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s Quote - Just for the Trekkies ;): "Bother," said Pooh, "Eeyore, ready two photon torpedoes and lock phasers on the Heffalump. Piglet, meet me in transporter room three. Christopher Robin, you have the bridge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: Wallflowers – “Sleepwalking”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89788954?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89788954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89788954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89788954' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89657033</id><published>2003-02-24T20:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T20:44:14.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friggin hell!! I hate Mondays... well other than normal reasons that it IS after all MONDAY, but I have like 3 hours between lectures :(  Well the up side is that I think by then end of the year I'll be able to write a book &lt;i&gt;"How to waste time between lectures"&lt;/i&gt; a book by a bored student.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, there might be another Braai happening this weekend at Intjies place (some place as last weekend) ^_^ Wee!! That oughtta be fun :D  &lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I swear, if you met my friends, you would see them as ordinary people, cool, calm collected. Very placid. :)  I wuv em all :D  But like lets say we're organising a braai, you know we're no doubt going to land up having a very quiet evening, where the most 'rebellious' thing we'd do is play... wait for it... board games... (Ooo, Monopoly, real evil ;)  And I swear, every time we go there, we land up going for a braai, we do something really... original shall we say. Like one time we shaved off my one friend's locks that he had been growing for over a year, on a bet. Last weekend we played bomb technician... I can't wait to see what happens this week. ^_^  Okay, maybe it sounds a little dorky, but believe me, it's fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, apparently the tax man made a muck up with the company papers, so guess what?? WE HAVE MONEY AGAIN!! ^_^  *dances around happily* And the parental units were making noises that I might be able to get some more memory for my computer *dances around happily* No more having to delete everything Mind you, after everything got swiped out, it's not like Disk Space is a big issue, I still have a third of it free O_o &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well anyway,  that are my 'profound' "thoughts" for today, I'm off to do my research report *nervous twitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day: "Nothing is as embarrassing as watching someone do something that you said couldn't be done."&lt;br /&gt;Music of the moment: Johnny Rzeznik - "I'm Still Here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89657033?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89657033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89657033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89657033' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89609918</id><published>2003-02-23T21:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T21:56:54.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*names in the following entry have been changed… not so much as to protect their identity, but to make sure I don’t get yelled at ;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am officially SHOCKED!!  I got an email from a friend, Austin, who I haven’t heard from in about a year (well save two times that I’ve seen him) but you see, we used to email each other quiet often, and, well, he got a girlfriend… I’d draw ya pictures, but hentai is somewhat dodgy  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nha, it was a pleasant surprise, he hasn’t completely forsaken his friends :)  I’d write to him, but I’m a little busy with friggin varsity work *sigh*  On the up side, I’ve think I’ve done all my research for Information Science. Finished one of three reports on a particular company, the introduction is done… and so is the conclusion :P  teehee, j/k :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But jeez,  I’ve been a busy bee today, I wish I could get more days like this!! Lets see, did MEGA amount of research, got quiet a few comics down, did a drawing, some gardening, emailed four companies, ate a packet of JELLY BABIES!!, added a bit to the RPG story, got one or two songs down, got some Broken Saints music ^_^, found some pretty cool books to use as references for project, finished informatics homework, I cleaned my room O_o oh yes, I started my own &lt;a href="http://theone.proboards14.com/index.cgi"&gt;forum&lt;/a&gt;!! Aren’t a little dork!! (and proud of it!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, last night, I went to a braai at Humbles place, that was fun, tried getting the friggin fire started… pft, I dunno why,  but it hardly ever works nicely!! I think it might be the little braai thingy drum we use. Anyway, so that was a mission as always, then the brains of the operation arrived, and using some quick calculations, using quantum physics and a rooster, he tapped the side of the braai, and a fire started… well sortta anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, we also started this Jedi-fighting thing with some sticks I scaled ^_^  And you know what,  I would make a kick ass Jedi, granted that it meant I had to be a spaz :P  But it was all good (well that and also I think I might have impaled Fire*Star in the side with a stick… even though I don’t to the jabbing scene, it might’ve been a result of my swooshing fighting :P  *feels a little bad*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got up to some illegal activities, was explosive to say the least! ;)  *not gonna say anymore*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, I’m not really in the mood to be thoughtful (sorry about that, sometimes I have these amazing theories, but when push comes to shove, I get too lazy to write it down (or more like, put it down logically.. if you saw how my brain thought, you’d be cowering in terror under some sturdy surface in no time!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well that’s it for today, I shall be off, to die another day ;) (don’t ask me about that, I hate James Bond!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the Day:” Get the facts first - you can distort them later!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theone.proboards14.com/index.cgi"&gt;My Forum&lt;/a&gt; if you wanna have a look  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89609918?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89609918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89609918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89609918' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89509314</id><published>2003-02-21T20:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T21:54:09.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weee!! I'm in a state where I'm happy as a result of someone else... doubt it's love, lust ain't it... could just be happiness *shrug* but you see... there's this guy... for a while now... since a little bit of last year, I've, I guess a safe word to use is 'liked' this guy from one of my classes. Me being me, bounded up to him and introduced myself. Well he wasn't very... erp... shall we say 'social'. I was at first able to get a couple grunts and "yes" "no" answers out of him... (He’s studying a computer related course... go fig). So blah blah blah, last year I had 'conversations' with him, and it turns out he's pretty bright (okay, more like on genius level, but lets not flatter the guy too much, shall we ;)  and the times when I WAS able to carry on a normal conversation with him,  he even sometimes laughed at my corny jokes. Okay fast-forward to this year.. I dunno what happened... maybe he went to speech classes or something during the holidays, cause I can actually get proper conversations out of him!! =o  *falls over from shock*  even went wit him to coffee *falls over again in shock*  okay, the slight bitchyness aside... it's pretty cool, getting to know him a little better (*grumble* even if it does mean finding out he has a girl friend *mumble*) but awesome none-the-less. Anyway, so as I can see, he's pretty awesome guy. Intelligent, lands up he has a sense of humour of his own, a little quirky (carries a toothbrush and fork in his bag all the time O_o JUST in case), he's a bit creative (I've seen him writing poetry, and drawing ^_^ ) and, as I discovered today, is a widdle bit esoteric *grins happily* He was having a little bit of a freak out about the line of Intuition was a widdle red, told him it was nothing to worry about, it was most likely cause he had been holding his hand a little funny,  but the whole "Do you believe in palmistry?" question he popped was very unexpected, as even with my friends, I seem like a screw loose if I bring up topics like that, and him just asking out of the blue like it's nobody's business, in one word... cool :)&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt anything will ever happen, and even though I still got a major crush on him still, I'm cool with that... very odd,  usually I go into a complete miffed state at the thought :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's my little rant for today :)  at least it was a happy one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote for today: "Never chase after a man or a train - another one will always come along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89509314?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89509314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89509314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89509314' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89450417</id><published>2003-02-20T21:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T21:52:29.520+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me-sa thinks this blog needs a face lift... I'm gonna have to consult the gods on how to change the pretty backgrounds ;) *goes off to find some information*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Oath, today was busy... not like that simple busy that you can handle,  granted you can juggle,  hola-hoop,  and do the Polka with some monkeys all at one time,  oh no, the sort where either you're gonna burst into tears, or just go a little crazy - I opted for the going a little crazy, it is after all, one thing the goverment hasn't been able to tax ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ya, had a full day at Varsity, (it was also pissing down with rain), so that was fun... atleast I know the outfit I was wearing is colourfast ;)  Then came home, and FINALLY my Informatics textbook arrived from &lt;i&gt;Kalahari&lt;/i&gt; so I was doing that until I got bored, and then landed up busy with Business Management *SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORK* boring *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the non-varsity side of stuff, I found the insanity did help me with my some doodling ^_^ granted they were only doodles, but some pretty good one's, I'll have to admit, well also that and four people commented on them :P *feels proud of her scribbles* Maybe if I can trick some poor free webhosting place into hosting them, and also allow for transfers to other sites - a feature which geocities doesn't allow :(   I'll put some of 'em up... or I'll just link to a page of them on my &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/melissrad"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; *whaps side of head* &lt;i&gt;there's an idea&lt;/i&gt;  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well I guess nothing much to report back on today... sowwy all :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: "No legacy is so rich as honesty." -William Shakespeare &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89450417?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89450417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89450417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89450417' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89389635</id><published>2003-02-19T23:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T23:57:12.393+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Twiddle dee dee. I've been a good little girl... well sortta... well not exactly... *thinks of a way to get herself out of this tight situation*... well for the last 3 hours, I've been a well behaved little scholar. I spent the whole time researching commercial search engines for a project. (I guess that makes up for the previous 12 hours I couldn't do anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, today, we had the tree puller down people (I think the correct term is feller, but I doubt it, cause it just sounds so funny!) And well.. they weren't exactly QUIET *BZZZZZZZZZZ BZZZ BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ* ARGH, well I &lt;b&gt;tried&lt;/b&gt; getting some work done, but there was little help with that, so I went to go watch some TV (oh ya, before I forget, and you think I was just somma bumming around the house, I didn't have Varsity today ^_^) And there was this one guy on &lt;i&gt;MNET's Life&lt;/i&gt; rambling on about how Egyptology and the study of ancient civilizations will help us evolve as people and we shall be able to... I guess the best way to put it into lame man terms, is evolve so that we can become sortta like higher beings, blah blah blah. Don't get me wrong, it was pretty interesting, just a little, well as I said, blah blah blah :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this got me thinking about this one book I have &lt;i&gt;The Tutankhamun Prophecies by Maurice Cotterell&lt;/i&gt; Which had some similar topic in it that were being covered by the guy on TV. Stuff like sun cycles affecting humanity, end of times, the technologies of the past, blah blah blah, I've read the book a couple times, so it was easy to pull out the similarities ;)  Anyway, so I get the book out my bookshelf,  and out of the blue, two disks fall out of it O_o ke? So I put the one in the computer,  and lo and behold, my MP3 back ups!! :D  Granted it's all old music, like from about 2-3 years ago that I did a back up for cause I was deleting them off my hard drive. ^_^ Weeeee!! The Nostalgia from these songs is actually quiet uplifting,  I recommend it as a cheap from of therapy :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah, fast forward, so I eventually finish Mass Communication, and finished re-naming the music file names, and all, watched Scrubs ^_^  then plonked myself down and started researching... no IRC... no MSN messenger... nufink!!!  =o  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr, just remembered,  I got my marks back for Informatics, and my mark was REALLY bad!! &gt;:(  Granted it doesn't count much (like 10% of final mark), but I'm still very miffed!! I got 8/10!! Can you believe that!?!? I lost 20%!! I went to go find out why, and it turns out because I didn't do the SQL variables we had to use in CAPITAL letters, like they did in the question, I lost 2 marks. (so instead of THISVARIABLE, I did ThisVariable, , which does F* all to the query, so I dunno) bha humbug *growl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it for today, boring hey ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Quote: "The main cause of deterioration in the use of the English language is very simply the enormous increase in the number of people who are using it."  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Link: &lt;a href="http://www.coxar.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/"&gt;Clicky ^_^&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89389635?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89389635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89389635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89389635' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89317630</id><published>2003-02-18T20:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T20:03:59.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I had a pretty good rant formed in my head a little earlier for today's blog... but ya... as you will soon discover, I'm an airhead! :D&lt;br /&gt;(it's been proven and everything!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure it had to do with something about my various group of friends (from all over the place) that mysteriously know each other! O_o  (and no, they aren't from all from the same classes as me), and yet again today, I discovered that this once chick I'm basically acquaintances with (who's doing BCom Accounting), knows one of my friends from Informatics *rolls eyes* and that's not the first time it happened either! It's like all my friends know each other, but don't know that the other person knows me. I think a drawing is nearly in order, but hopefully that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, today was pretty underproductive. *sighs* but I’m just gonna blame it on the fact that it’s raining outside ;) *giggles* One thing I have been working on a bit today was a ‘character sketch’ for my cat, “Yuki” but as anyone who has done drawing should know that it is well possible to draw for hours, and yet possibly land up with nothing worth while at all *sigh* so is the way of creativity I guess ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go now… I have this project due on “Comparing the search functionalities (nature; features; products, etc) of commercial online information search systems” for Information Science. Can you spell ‘fun’ with a capital “BORING”. Well I can’t really complain, rumour has it that my degree could get me a job one day :) which hopefully will be something better than “Would you like fries with that Big Mac, sir?” *giggle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I’m running away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s quote, “There is such a thing as a child with average ability. You can't find a parent who will admit that it is his child.” ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89317630?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89317630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89317630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89317630' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5060970.post-89262068</id><published>2003-02-17T23:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T23:57:55.000+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is the official "christening" of my blog *smashes wine bottle against blog*  ... *grins evilly*.  Okay, well I've gotten that out of the way, now I've officially opened this, so come back every once in a while and keep track of all my 'adventures' I have ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I shall end with a quote: “Man does not live by words alone, despite the fact that sometimes he has to eat them.”  ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night Everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(before I forget, here's my &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/melissrad/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, (PH34R   7H3   4D$!!)    ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5060970-89262068?l=melissarad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89262068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5060970/posts/default/89262068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://melissarad.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89262068' title=''/><author><name>Melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13410696888151254808</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
