I love Facebook, really,

but sometimes I just don’t understand the applications.

WTF

What a strange application.

Outsmarted!






I believe Chris's dad's been outsmarted.

In other news, dinner was delicious and so was the dessert.

Dear Switzerland

video
I have decided to make my sister a video for Christmas. Let me know what you think!

Blarg




A day in the life of an iPhone

Dear Monkey Socks,

Today, I went to the Apple store. I saw many fellow i-products, like iPhones, iPods, iPod Nanos, iPod Shuffles, iPod Videos and iTouches. Along with the i-family, I saw many Mac books, Mac book pros and Apple desktops. The store was white and it looked clean. I wish Tiffi took some photos, but I think she felt awkward if she took photos, I think she already felt like a tourist enough without taking crazy amount of photos. iFonzo was unfortunately not working at the time, or it was working but it was being inspected by a genius, so Chris didn't take any photos neither. Apple geniuses are called geniuses by their collegues, I was wowed!

Apart from the amazing home of apple products (only one in Queensland, until maybe next week when the one in Chermside open, I must visit that apple store too because... I'm an iPhone), Robina shopping centre is absolutely ridiculous. The bottom level's shape and the second level's shape is completely different. Tiffi and Chris stood at the directory for a good minute going WTF. The centre directory was awesome though, it was touch, and you type in what store you're looking for and it directs you with maps and pictures. However the touch interface was absolutely rubbish. So inferior compared to my touch interface, people squeak with pleasure when they touch my surface, but with the centre directory, they groan in disgust.

Monkey socks, I wish you were there. It would have been so much fun, but I'll take you next time. I promise.

Love,
iPhone

Forever Yours

I feel I should probably contribute something to this blog (Toni i swear to god no comments from you) I can just hear it in my mind "about time" or something like that.
I think I have been reading MLIA too much because now every event that happens to me I tend to repeat it in my head as if i'm telling someone but it comes out like "Today...MLIA".
I find this kinda sad.
Today, my dog jumped up on my lap for a cuddle and then proceeded to throw up on my laptop. MLIA.
Today, I opened the cupboard to get the ironing board and the vacuum cleaner fell out and attacked me. MLIA
I have found there are incredibly boring MLIA's because and here is the irony, they are average....
My hand keeps getting stuck to the laptop because at one point I stuck a blank white label onto it so i could write on it but had to pull it off cos the dog threw up on my laptop. Now its left that sticky crap there.
I have applied for a fair amount of jobs and some of these I have already applied like 6 months ago at some businesses. I have not had a job since I applied, therefore, I have concluded I am less employable than before. I.Hate.The.Job.World.
Today I spoke to my childhood friend from New Zealand and discovered another childhood friend wants to be married (presumably to her current boyfriend) and pregnant by the time she is 23. She is 20, I have never been so weirded out. Its like how everyone my sisters age who she went to school with is married with kids. She is 24. I'm all up for the olden days (lol olden days) when people got married at 19 (like my mum) but she didn't have my sister until she was 27 I believe. Kids scream and throw up, why do people want them so early? They say fertility goes down as you get older so that just means you have less of a chance of having 6 kids when you are 30. Whats wrong with that, who wants 6 kids? Stop breeding so early people please.
Someone is sure to disagree with what I said above but i'm just writing away like mad so any opinion could jump into my mind.
Like Love, love is grand. Be in love people.
I discovered today Stewie has a friend called "Chris Drage". Freaky anyone?
Someone pay me to study, then it might become appealing.
The forever anti social so get stuffed, Sarah.

I’M AT A BEAAAACH!*

BEACH 048

BEACH 223

BEACH 362

BEACH 434

*At least, I was at the time these photos were taken.

In other news, my cousins (aged 5, 7 and 8) PWN me hardcore. Who needs Shakespeare to compare you to a summer’s day when you have cousins that rock.

Cousin1: “Your head is very round like a surf ball!

No. Wait.

Your head’s shaped like a bug.I don’t know why!

Your eyes are like a beetle’s.

And you have a moustache! It’s like a moon.

I know why you have one.

You have a friend that looks like a boy,

and you cutted his moustache off

and glued it to your face.

And your nose looks like Squidward’s.

And your mouth—“

Cousin2: “It looks like a Banana!”

Cousin1: “Yes! And your ears look like—“

Cousin2: “Apples!”

Cousin1: “No! Half an apples. And your head looks like a ball. And your eyebrows look like moustaches. And your eyelashes look like hairs on your toes. And that’s it!”

Maylene and I entertained them with song this afternoon.

“One, two, three, four, five – once I caught a fish alive! Six, seven, eight, nine, ten – then I let it go again.”

“Why did you let it go?”

“Because it bit my finger so!”

“Which finger did it bite?”

“This little finger on the right!”

I asked Zoe if she knew which finger that was.

“I know! It’s the pinky finger on THIS hand!” she said, waiving her right pinky.

Maylene, being the anatomy student, chipped in.

“It’s also called your fifth phlange!”

My family are cooler than your family, and that’s final.

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