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Barker. &lt;u&gt;In Search Of River Phoenix: The Truth Behind The Myth&lt;/u&gt; by Barry C. Lawrence.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lenore graphic novels&lt;/b&gt; - I have still only read one volume of these and I'm itching to read more because they were so wonderful and funny and violent. I could always read them online or borrow my cousins but they're so beautiful that I really want my own copies.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Very She &amp; Him Christmas&lt;/b&gt; - this one is all sorted. I asked mum if she could get it for me, she said yes so I offered to order it myself :P should be arriving in the next couple of days! I really cannot wait to get up on Christmas morning and have Zooey Deschanel singing Christmas songs to me all day.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passport&lt;/b&gt; - Mum is also sorting this out but it's actually for my birthday (she would have already ordered it for me but I was way too slack in getting my passport photos taken!) I would really like it to be in my hands by Christmas, though. Just so I feel better about it and can stop worrying.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;$$$&lt;/b&gt; - for Europe.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;To be honest, that list was pretty hard to come up with because I'm no stressing about what I want right now - I'm stressing about what everyone else wants! I don't actually have that hard a time buying presents since there's not many people I buy for (Mum, Matt, Laura, Tegan and then if I find something I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; want to get for somebody else I'll obviously get it) but I always leave it until the last minute and then can't think of anything. I'm planning on doing it all online this year just so I can sit at home and finding something they'll really love. So far I've bought 2 presents: A Cliff Richard movie box set for my Mum... and the exact same thing for my aunty. After this weekend &lt;i&gt;[oh! I forgot to mention - this weekend I'm going to Sydney for 4 days to go to the Harry Potter exhibition! Which is where I'll be finding Tegan a present]&lt;/i&gt; I will really knuckle down and start finding some presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-6295884511471901023?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mum:&lt;/b&gt; Why did you cry? It wasn't that sad.
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; He just... *starts crying uncontrollably* LOVED HER SO MUCH!
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mum:&lt;/b&gt; What? Who?
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; SNAAAAAAPE!
&lt;br /&gt;And then it went on from there with me telling her every little thing that made me cry (including things like Neville becoming a professor, the fact that it was the last HP logo I'd ever see, etc). Fun times.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Other than work and HP not much else has been going on. Have mainly just been filling my spare time with anything to do with Playboy, stretching my ears (my left lobe is finally finished at 10mm but I can't get the 8mm to go through my right lobe) and hanging out with Brooke, Gabby, Jesse.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And now - the job hunting begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-7602626376816433026?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Really, Kayla? Really? I'm just gonna go ahead and blame my absence on how freakin' sweet my life has been lately and how busy I've been. Although, if I'm honest, I've had plenty of time in between awesome things but I've just been too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so since Hubwarts I have been to Kisschasy, City and Colour, Supanova and Good Charlotte. I met Dallas Green, Tom Felton and Charisma Carpenter. Yes. I told you my life has been sweet. I went to &lt;u&gt;Kisschasy&lt;/u&gt; with Tegan which was a really fun weekend. It was their goodbye to The Arthouse show (because it's closed down now wahhh) so there wasn't too many people there. We spoke to Darren's dad for a while hahaha who is pretty cool. I think it's a sign you've seen your favourite band too many times when you meet them after the show and can't be fucked getting photos. I got them to sign my setlist just because.. well, that's what I always do.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;u&gt;City and Colour&lt;/u&gt; was amazing. Kate and I got a motel room in Melbourne then we met up with Cash, TJ and Chan. Had some really nice pizza for dinner then went to the show. Dallas Green is just.. ugh. I can't even begin to explain how wonderful he is. If you've never seen him live, &lt;b&gt;make sure you do one day&lt;/b&gt;. He just puts on such an incredible performance. After the show (and after Cash had gone home sick), Kate, TJ, Chan and I were hanging out the front of the venue and then a security guard told us where the back door was and said we should wait there. So, we did. After about an hour and a half, Dallas came out. There were about 10 of us there and he was just absolutely lovely. He genuinly wanted to talk to us all and had proper conversations with each of us, signed our tickets, posed for photos etc. He's such a cool dude.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;i&gt;Supanova&lt;/i&gt; was so much fun. Again, I went with Tegan. Her mum drove us down to Melbourne and dropped us off at the showgrounds. We went and bought our tokens for photos and autographs straight away then lined up for Tom Felton autographs. I wasn't getting one for myself (I'd prefer a photo) but I got one for my friend Elise who lives in Sydney so couldn't meet him herself. Spent the day shopping around the stalls and then got our photos with Tom. He was lovely - he was so, so sick but stayed hours after he was supposed to just to make sure everyone got a photo. Also met up with Rhiannon and Hayley and spent the day with them. When we were lining up to get our photos back, Rhiannon and I spotted Charisma Carpenter and since we couldn't afford photos with her we went up to see if she'd mind taking one with us now. She said no because it would cause a mob but it was still pretty cool just to be able to say hello to her.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thennnn was &lt;u&gt;Good Charlotte&lt;/u&gt; with Tegan and Ree. It was a lot of fun because I've been listening to GC since I was 11 and never gone to see them (don't ask me why) so it was really great to finally see them. Pretty sure Joel was sick but that's okay, they were awesome anyway. They recorded the performance and sold CDs afterwards which I think is the best thing EVER. They should do that at every single show. Not just GC but every band. Ever.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/bloggg.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I've also been really, super duper busy at work (I've been getting lots of shifts at my temp job and also volunteering at the cinema [which is &lt;i&gt;freakin' sweet&lt;/i&gt; by the way!]) Obviously had Easter in the middle of it all bt ut it still doesn't really feel like I've had Easter. Does anyone else feel that too? I mean, I got a few eggs from my Mum and I went to the procession with my Aunty and cousin but that was about all.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-4860075015061683437?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But read it anyway :P&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Okay. So Friday afternoon Regan arrived in Bendigo so Mum and I went to the station to pick her up. Hadn't seen her since November (when I went over to Adelaide to see &lt;i&gt;Deathly Hallows&lt;/i&gt; when it opened) so we basically just spent the night catching up and such. Saturday morning we headed over to Tegan's house and loaded her car up with all our stuff. Had a bit of car trouble (Tegan's mum's car was parked behind hers but it wouldn't start so we had to manouvre the cars around to get it out of the driveway - it was actually hilarious to watch) and then we headed to Sunbury. Got to our motel, went to the supermarket etc. then just hung out for a few hours. At about 7 (if I recall correctly) we headed to the airport to be the giant stalkers we are. Spent a few hours running from terminal to terminal for all the Sydney to Melbourne flights with Qantas and Virgin. Had a bit of a HP read-a-long, had some fun getting searched for explosives etc. Just trying to fill in time really.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;FINALLY, we thought we had the right flight and we were standing at the security part when we saw Stanislav Ianevski and Natalia Tena walk past. So we ran down to baggage collection and this lady was all "OI GIRLS! NO HARRASSING THE ACTORS FOR AUTOGRAPHS!" but we didn't really pay attention to her and kept going. Stood back for a while and noticed the Phelps twins but we kind of didn't want to get in trouble because we realised the woman who yelled at us was from Hub Productions. Tegan was kinda moving in on them though so we just followed. The lady yelled at us again but she said we were allowed to say hello. So we just stood there talking to James Phelps for a bit and they were just saying they were going back to the hotel to sleep etc. and then Oliver came over so we said hello to him. We decided we'd better go so said goodbye and left.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We were standing outside the airport and then we heard this guy yelling out to us so I went up to him and he was like, "If you just want one thing each, I will let you do it," and then I saw James and Oliver walking over to us. James said to me, "After you girls left I asked why we did that and she said she thought we didn't want to be hassled but I was like well.. we do," so they came back for us :D :D So we were able to get photos with them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/phelps1.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Unfortunately we didn't get any photos with Stan or Nat because we were so focussed on getting the Phelps sincce we'd been told we weren't allowed. Anyway, went back home and tried to sleep so we could get up early Sunday morning for Hubwarts.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The whole day was wonderful. We got an early train into Melbourne then another train to Parliament. Walked in the direction we knew we were supposed to but then we couldn't find where we were supposed to be lining up. Found some other girls who were going so we were just looking around. Found Kiz and her friend Rochelle, then Tegan found the line so we went over there. Got into the event and looked around at the merch for a bit. I didn't buy anything because I need to save money haha but Regan got a couple of t-shirts and Tegan got some t-shirts and a wand. Then went in and found our seats.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Throughtout the whole day they had games, an auction and stuff like that but we also had Q&amp;A's from James, Oliver, Nat and Stan photo sessions. Again, only got photos with the twins because I'm poor.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/phelps.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;(My scanner won't work so they're webcam photos of photos hahaa that's why they're blurry, just fyi). After all the Q&amp;A's and everything were over they had a signing session and then we went back to the motel. Kind of sad it's over now but I'm going to Supernova next weekend to see Tom Felton so I haven't really hit that post-convention-depression yet haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Other than all that excitement, not much has been happening. I've had more shifts at DSE so that's been really good and I just got back from another job interview at a cafe and I have a trial shift tomorrow. And I'm off to see &lt;i&gt;Kisschasy&lt;/i&gt; this weekend :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Did anyone else go to Hubwarts? I'd love to see your photos. And what has everyone else been up to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-7257682504608249938?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tuesday last week I was supposed to have a job interview but I was throwing up/coughing up blood (too much info? Whatever, deal with it) so I could NOT go. Wednesday I went to the doctor and he was all, "Oh, it's just a sinus infection. Take these tablets." But they did absolutely nothing and I ended up getting worse. It was basically just a cold/flu x10. I ended up not sleeping properly all week because I couldn't breathe but my asthma inhaler was doing &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; to help with that. But whatever, I'm feeling okay-ish today.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In the middle of all this I still went to &lt;u&gt;Soundwave&lt;/u&gt; and it was amazing. The line-up in general wasn't really my thing but my cousins Amber and Cahlia, who are 16 and 15 respectively, weren't allowed to go if I didn't take them. So I did, 'cause I'm awesome. I did really want to see &lt;u&gt;The Gaslight Anthem&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Sum 41&lt;/u&gt; though. So it wasn't a total loss on my behalf. BUT ANYWAY! Amber, Cahlia, their friends Stacie and Jesse, my friend Jaron and I all caught the train at some ridiculous hour to Melbourne which was actually a lot of fun. Once we got to Soundwave we parted ways with Jaron 'cause he listens to completely different music to us and went and got merch etc. It was such a fun day. I ended up seeing &lt;u&gt;Social Distortion&lt;/u&gt; (who were actually the highlight of my day - they were so fucking incredible), &lt;u&gt;The Gaslight Anthem&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Thirty Seconds To Mars&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;We The Kings&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Never Shout Never&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;The Blackout&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Mayday Parade&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Bayside&lt;/u&gt; and a little bit of &lt;u&gt;Queens Of The Stone Age&lt;/u&gt;. Thirty Seconds To Mars exceeded my expectations. I only watched them because a) Sum 41 pulled out so I wasn't seeing anyone at that time, b) Stacie didn't want to see them alone, and c) I'm actually a big fan of Jared Leto's films. Everyone had been telling me they were shit live but they really weren't. They (or really, &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt;) is SO GOOD with the crowd. At the end he picked about 15 people to come up on stage with him and then they were just letting anyone get up there. There ended up being about 50 people on stage, Stacie and I were &lt;b&gt;so close&lt;/b&gt; to getting up there but then the security guard was an asshole and wouldn't let anyone else up :( The Gaslight Anthem were also really great but I already knew they would be. Except they were the last band so by the time they played I was exhausted and ready for bed haha. Never Shout Never was my least favourite of the day. I only even saw him because Amber is &lt;b&gt;in love&lt;/b&gt; with him (which may be an understatement) but he just seemed like the biggest douchebag ever. He was smoking (which is okay - I don't have anything against smokers.. but like, you're on stage. Is it really necessary? Can't you just wait until your set is over? Fuck. It doesn't make you cool) and the only times he really spoke was to say idiot things like, "This song is about smoking weed. In America we get high every day." Again, I don't have anything against people who smoke weed.. but is it really appropriate to be telling your 14 year old fans that you smoke weed all the time and that it's awesome? Good role model, no really.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;That's about all I've done lately. Other than lay on the couch watching &lt;i&gt;The Social Network&lt;/i&gt; over and over again waiting to get better. But here are the photos of Kate and I with Clint and Matt from TGP that I said I'd post:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/TGP.png"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Also, just wanted to give &lt;a href="http://astepamongstthestairs.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rhiannon&lt;/a&gt; a plug because her blog is really passionate and well-written and more people need to read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-6362326824477704423?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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HOLY. SHIT. This past weekend has been the most fun I have had in such a long time! Friday I headed down to Melbourne and met up with Kate and Katie. I was staying at Rydges with Kate (which was &lt;b&gt;so nice&lt;/b&gt;! We walked in and felt like we were not worthy and so under-dressed haha) but we hung out with Katie for a while and then went and met her sister and her sister's boyfriend at a pub. Had a drink with them but then I headed back to the motel while those four went out for dinner/drinks. I waited for Lara to turn up and to be honest I was really pissed off. She said she'd meet me at 7 at the latest but I was waiting FOR-EV-UH and she just didn't seem to be coming and she wasn't responding to my texts. Finally decided to leave without her at 7.30 and headed for &lt;i&gt;Kate Nash&lt;/i&gt;. Lara finally responded and said she'd just meet me at the venue but once she got there I realised why she was so late, she was so fucking wasted 'cause she'd been on a pub crawl with everyone from uni. I was still kinda annoyed but whatever. Didn't want it to ruin my night.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Kate Nash was so amazing. I still can't believe I saw her twice in 6 months. She was wearing this.. ugh I don't know how to explain it haha. It was like a red body suit (not like a figure-hugging one, it was baggy) with white polka-dots and this giant red bow on her head. So adorable. I was right in the front, just off centre which was awesome when she was on her keyboard but when she was playing guitar she moved over to the right hand side of the stage. But that was okay, we could still see her and everything. She's so much fun to see live, she really gets into it and talks to the crowd a lot and it's not a crazy audience where you can't move so you can just chill out and dance. She played a pretty good mix of the two albums as well which was awesome. AND I GOT A MOTHERFUCKING SETLIST! They're the main things I want to get at gigs but I've only ever managed to get &lt;i&gt;Kisschasy&lt;/i&gt; ones before so I'm so stoked.&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/Untitled-10.png"&gt;Saturday was a cute day. Kate and I caught the train out to visit her grandma. We just sat around looking at old photos and cute grandma stuff like that. She made us lunch and then we headed back to the city. Met up with Katie again and then the three of us headed in to see &lt;i&gt;The Getaway Plan&lt;/i&gt;. It was so good to see them again! I missed their farewell tour AND their random two gigs late last year so I'm so glad I got to go to this tour because &lt;b&gt;THEY'RE BACK AND I'M SO EXCITED AHHH!&lt;/b&gt; Met both Matt and Clint (AGAIN! I swear they are way more social than the other two because I only ever meet them) before they played and got some photos (which I haven't got off Kate yet so I'll show you all next time). The first support band were pretty cool but I have completely forgotten their name. &lt;i&gt;Tonight Alive&lt;/i&gt; were the second support band and they really surprised  me! For some reason, and I have no idea why, I thought they were going to be complete shit but they were actually so good. And TGP were obviously brilliant. Their new stuff is different but in an amazing way so I'm really looking forward to the new album! When we were leaving we were given a flyer for a show Matt is playing acoustically in April which is the day after I see &lt;i&gt;Good Charlotte&lt;/i&gt; so that's worked out well since I'll already be in the city.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pretty much just spent today shopping. Kate and I checked out of the motel early and tried to find somewhere nice to have breakfast but NOTHING was open so we just went to JB HiFi haha. I bought &lt;u&gt;Takers&lt;/u&gt; which I haven't seen yet but I'll be honest - I only bought it because &lt;i&gt;Hayden Christensen&lt;/i&gt; is in it. Also got two &lt;u&gt;McFLY&lt;/u&gt; CDs I didn't already have (I know, terrible fan, but in my defence it was the greatest hits and the new album which isn't very good anyway) and Tegan's birthday present. After that I tried not to spend any more money but then we found this cute little Asian bakery so we HAD to buy food! Then met up with Katie and her friend who's name has slipped my mind. Went to Melb Central for abou at an hour then went to catch the train home. Also bought FILMINK magazine because &lt;u&gt;Never Let Me Go&lt;/u&gt; is on the cover this month and I can never have too much &lt;I&gt;Andrew Garfield&lt;/i&gt; in my life.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now I'm home and absolutely exhausted. I start a temp job tomorrow morning which I'm so grateful for but I don't know how I'm going to do it. I start at 8.15AM tomorrow morning so here's hoping I actually wake up in time! It's only four days but hopefully I can either get a permanent job with them or, because it's reception, I'll be able to find an admin job easier because I'll actually have the experience. Fingers crossed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-7530992924437974438?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You think that's because her family changed their name from Albrecht or do you think it's because all UB girls are bitches?&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, I'm watching &lt;i&gt;The Social Network&lt;/i&gt; right now... again. I  can't help myself when it comes to this film. It's just.. It's wonderful. Moving on.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;No surprises here - my time has been filled in with job applications as of late. I really knuckled down this past week. On Monday I applied for 12 jobs and by Wednesday I had applied for another 6. Not that it really helped much, I only heard back from one. Which was Cotton On, and it was a waste of time anyway. They called me for a phone interview and caught me completely off guard and I sounded like a massive twat. But whatever. There's a cinema just near my house that is run by volunteers so I decided I'd volunteer there because a) my dream job would be at a cinema (yep - I dream big!) and b) at least I'll be out there gaining experience and have &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt; on my resume and won't look so lazy! I start training on Wednesday night and I'm really looking forward to it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Thursday, My mum and I went to see &lt;i&gt;127 Hours&lt;/i&gt; which was &lt;b&gt;P H E N O M E N A L!&lt;/b&gt; I mean, it's usually not my type of movie but it was just made so beautifully and was &lt;b&gt;so fucking interesting&lt;/b&gt; to watch! I really, really enjoyed it. And if &lt;u&gt;James Franco&lt;/u&gt; wins the Oscar over &lt;u&gt;Jesse Eisenberg&lt;/u&gt; I won't even be mad because he was spectacular (not that he isn't usually but wow!)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Friday was my cousin Dakota's 13th birthday party. We had a little afternoon tea at her house which was a lot of fun. We just sat around chatting and stuffing our faces with junk food. I got my &lt;a href="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/charlieshoes-1.png"&gt;&lt;u&gt;shoes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! And my cousins Amber, Kristy and Adam all gave me some books and DVDs to borrow so there's no chance I'll be bored any time soon.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Saturday night I went back over to Dakota's to help out with her birthday party. She had about 15 teenage girls over (and two boys - the poor things were so bored with all those girls!) for a sleepover and movies. I didn't really help out much but I kept her mum Kristy sane haha. We basically spent the night eating pizza, watching movies and trying not to let the screaming girls drive us crazy. Dakota also loaned me one of the &lt;a href="http://www.spookyland.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lenore graphic novels&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that she got for her birthday. I'd never read any of &lt;u&gt;Roman Dirge&lt;/u&gt;'s comics but I've definitely been converted into a fan. Can't wait to read more!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And now it's &lt;font color="pink"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/font&gt; (I only wrote that in pink to make it seem more exciting but it's really not exciting). Valentine's Day has always been just another day to me and this year is no different. The only reason I've even remembered is because my sister is pretty-ing herself up right now for her boyfriend and has made him chocolate hearts hahaha. I think even if I had a boyfriend, I wouldn't want to do anything on Valentine's Day other than maybe hang out and play video games or something. If this imaginary boyfriend of mine did anything 'romantic' or bought me jewellery or something, I'd probably break up with him since clearly he didn't know me well enough to know not to do that. Is that wrong? 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I'm not used to this haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I've had quite a lot of job interviews/appointments/applications lately but still no news on the job front. Which is really getting old. It's been over 2 years since I was officially employed and it's depressing. Especially when people are always asking me if I've got a job yet. &lt;b&gt;No. I do not have a job. But thank you very much for rubbing it in and making me feel like shit. I really appreciate that.&lt;/b&gt; I'm trying to stay positive though and not drift away from the applications. A job will come eventually. Eugh. Anyway.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tuesday last week my sister's friend Kelly came down from Sydney for my sister's birthday. They'd been friends for 6 years but had never met before. Without going into too much detail, it didn't end all that well and they're not really.. best friend's anymore. But I won't go too far into it. For a few days we just hung out with her, going shopping and to the movies etc. I'm trying not to spend money at the moment so I can save it all for my &lt;u&gt;Kate Nash/The Getaway Plan&lt;/u&gt; weekend next month but I did grab myself &lt;i&gt;The Social Network&lt;/i&gt; score on CD (which is the most amazing thing in the world. Holy shit I can't stop listening), a new wallet and a few other little bits and pieces. Kelly, Cassy and I went to see &lt;i&gt;The Dilemma&lt;/i&gt; last Thursday which was a lot better than expected. Haven't really seen much of Kelly since then but oh well.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tgeb tgus week. Wow, hectic. Monday I spent trying to book mine and Kate's accomodation for next month but it was so difficult because our phone got cut off (because they're convinced we didn't pay the bill on time even though we did. Assholes) so I couldn't get on the internet. Tried using maccas internet which wouldn't work so went to my cousins Bill's house and used his wifi. Finally got it all done. Tuesday was my sister's 18th birthday. We had dinner that night with the whole extended family which was really nice. Wednesday and Thursday were pretty quiet and then last night was Laura's actual birthday party. It was a pretty good night but there were a few kids who got on my nerves. It was supposed to be a masked theme but hardly anyone wore masks aha. I mean, everybody had one but we all took them off. Didn't drink too much, just a couple of beers with my brother and a few of my friends. Met some funny, funny people and my stomach still hurts from laughing so much. And a friend of ours (we basically grew up as sisters) had her baby! She lives in QLD but her mum and sister were over so they were waiting for the call. Got a few photos of the bub and he's adorable! So that was amazing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Today has been really quiet but nice. I'm extremely tired but haven't had to do much, just sat around watching TV basically.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i263.photobucket.com/albums/ii133/kaypoy/blog.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-3009322267963461733?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The film is narrated by &lt;u&gt;Carey Mulligan&lt;/u&gt; as Kathy H. and tells the story of Kathy, Tommy and Ruth (&lt;u&gt;Keira Knightley&lt;/u&gt;) who were cloned to provide donor organs. It's a love story but the heartbreaking circumstances make it so unique and ten times more appealing than any other love story I've ever seen.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TTOHM_0Y6aI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KRFvvUwIJ6A/s400/easy%2Ba.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562938622092044706" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#4. &lt;i&gt;Easy A&lt;/i&gt; (Will Gluck).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This film has already won Best Comedy at the Broadcast Critics Award and it's easy to see why. &lt;u&gt;Emma Stone&lt;/u&gt; (although I'm obviously being bias) is a wonderful lead role and is fast becoming one of the greatest comic actors of our generation. It was interesting to see a modern take on &lt;i&gt;The Scarlet Letter&lt;/i&gt; by Nathaniel Hawthorne without actually basing it on the novel. The countless references to &lt;u&gt;John Hughes&lt;/u&gt; was just an added bonus.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TTOIUOMbLCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/YYKgZPFTzXo/s400/inception.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562939845721664546" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#3. &lt;i&gt;Inception&lt;/i&gt; (Christopher Nolan).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I can't even to begin to explain how wonderful this film is. The cast was perfect, as was the captivating storyline. Admittedly this film is not for everyone. It takes a lot of concentration and patience but if you're willing to give it that you won't regret it. I saw it at the cinema three times and bought the DVD before it's official release because once I saw it, I instantly wanted to watch it again straight away. The ending was superb. Everyone takes away something different, however, if enough attention is paid it all makes absolute sense.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TTOJPEb10tI/AAAAAAAAAMc/S4mrckcb-iw/s400/the%2Bsocial%2Bnetwork.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562940856714253010" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#2. &lt;i&gt;The Social Network&lt;/i&gt; (David Fincher).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I went into this film not expecting much. I knew it would be interesting but I had no idea it would be so funny/heartbreaking/wonderful. I came out of it with a new-found respect for everyone involved in facebook as well as everyone who worked on this film. The direction and score and performances were amazing, I honestly can't fault this film. Every award it has won/been nominated for has been well deserved. It was hard not making this my number one film of the year.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;BUT MY NUMBER ONE FAVOURITE FILM OF THE YEAR IS...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 540px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TTOKR6sNRQI/AAAAAAAAAMk/q919pKrUOaw/s400/shutter%2Bisland.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562942005149779202" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;#1. &lt;i&gt;Shutter Island&lt;/i&gt; (Martin Scorsese).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Let's be honest: &lt;u&gt;Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;/u&gt; can do no wrong. This instantly became one of my favourite films of all time and although it was released in February I knew straight away it would be my favourite of the year. &lt;u&gt;Mark Ruffalo&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Ben Kingsley&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Michelle Williams&lt;/u&gt; were all wonderful supporting actors and the storyling/script was just flawless. Everything about this film captivated me from the get go. Set on an island housing a prison/hospital for the crimanally insane, I was extremely interested to see the behaviour of the people on this island. It was so interesting to see not only the patients but the doctors/guards/police and how they interacted. Although the ending is quite easy to guess, it's still a thrill to see the story unfold.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Honourable mentions: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Toy Story 3, Remember Me, Saw: The Final Chapter, Black Swan.&lt;BR&gt;What were your favourite films of the year? 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I don't really know where to start. But I'll try not to bore you all with my cliche holiday stories.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Christmas Eve was.. not as good as I'd hoped. That's not to say it was shit, it's just.. Christmas Eve is my favourite day of the year. I always end up enjoying it a lot more than Christmas Day because I'm excited about the next day and I usually see a lot of people but I think I've decided it's probably more fun if you live in my old street. Which I obviously don't anymore so it wasn't as fun. We used to all sit outside and have a chat and play and wait for Santa to come around on the fire truck with lollies. And my old neighbour, Tegan (who I have probably mentioned here before), and I always exchange our presents on Christmas Eve because we do family stuff on Christmas Day. So this year I did go around to her house but I didn't stay very long. I gave her a &lt;u&gt;McFLY&lt;/u&gt; bundle (some CD's, a DVD, a vinyl) and she gave me &lt;i&gt;Little Nikita&lt;/i&gt; (which, if you remember my Christmas wishlist post a few weeks back, is what I most wanted so she's a freakin' legend). That was pretty much as exciting as it got.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Christmas Day was lovely. Got a shit load of DVD's, clothes, books etc. and my mum is giving me money to go towards a laptop once I save up the rest (I asked her not to give it to me yet or I'll spend it). Had a roast for lunch with my mum, brother and sister and just hung out the rest of the day.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Boxing Day is when my entire extended family on my mum's side have our little shindig. We spent it at my cousin Kristy's house and had a blast. My sister's boyfriend Jacob came with us (who I'm mentioning because I just told him I'd give him a shout out - he says to say, &lt;b&gt;"like a boss"&lt;/b&gt;) and the whole day was just awesome as usual. Oh, I mentioned last time that I was giving Kristy a Short Stack CD and shirt as a joke so I'd better mention now that she gave me a Short Stack calendar she'd made online with pictures of them and lyrics with my name in them and their birthdays. Yeah we're pretty fucking cool. And hate Short Stack a lot haha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When I got home, Jacob and I had some vodka ice-cream (probably a bad idea but it was delicious). My friend Elsie turned 20 on Boxing Day so I headed over to her house after that and had a &lt;s&gt;few&lt;/s&gt; lot of drinks and then headed out to a club (only one open on Boxing Day which was annoying but still fun). It was a really fun night and it was awesome catching up with my friend Cassy who I hadn't seen since January (aside from a few drunken nights that neither of us can barely remember). &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Then I headed down to Warrnambool on the 30th to stay with my bestest friend Kate and her housemate Katie. Had a LOT of fun with them, as usual! Kate's boyfriend Jason was also staying there and Katie's boyfriend Punchy was there most of the time too. We basically sat around watching House and playing wii most of the time but we had a little get-together on NYE which was a lot of fun and then I headed home on Tuesday.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;And that's basically it! Now I'm back to normal life. Met my new baby cousin Noah today (who is absolutely &lt;b&gt;gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;) and have a job interview tomorrow along with Cassy's birthday party tomorrow night. So that should be good. I hope you all had a good Christmas and New Years and all that jazz! Aaand I'll leave you with my little &lt;b&gt;best of '10&lt;/b&gt; collage thingo. Enjoy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; width:540px; height:408px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TSWKtANxwXI/AAAAAAAAAL0/HX9aMv7tBo4/s400/best%2Bof%2B%252710.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559001820815278450" /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'd also just like to give &lt;a href="http://avogueideaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ellie&lt;/a&gt; a plug because her blog, &lt;a href="http://avogueideaa.blogspot.com/"&gt;a vogue idea&lt;/a&gt; is amazing!&lt;/b&gt; Please go and check it out, it's all about pop culture and it's just wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-5679869454636327621?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I cannot believe it's December. I cannot believe I haven't even started my Christmas shopping yet. I hardly even know what I want myself, let alone what other people want! But anyway, here's my Christmas wish list:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrfNtdrh6I/AAAAAAAAALI/kLDT4EQUm24/s1600/river.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrfNtdrh6I/AAAAAAAAALI/kLDT4EQUm24/s400/river.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546991317695563682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;Little Nikita&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;I Love You To Death&lt;/i&gt; on DVD to finish off my &lt;u&gt;River Phoenix&lt;/u&gt; collection. They're the only two I haven't got yet (besides &lt;i&gt;A Night In The Life Of Jimmy Reardon&lt;/i&gt; which hasn't been released on DVD yet). Really, being a huge movie buff, any DVD would make me happy but these two would just make me instantly fall in love with whoever gave them to me.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrhocb8KCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/U94LiMq522U/s1600/harry%2Bpotter.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrhocb8KCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/U94LiMq522U/s400/harry%2Bpotter.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546993976004585506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This book, &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter Film Wizardry&lt;/i&gt;, and thankfully I know I am getting it since I begged my mum for it until she couldn't handle my whinging any longer and bought it. I've had a flip through and it is &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt; so I can't wait until Christmas morning when I can have a proper read.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrinQwzjwI/AAAAAAAAALY/EyVD_-GCOPE/s1600/laptop.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrinQwzjwI/AAAAAAAAALY/EyVD_-GCOPE/s400/laptop.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546995055202635522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A laptop. Any laptop, doesn't have to be a vaio. Mine is falling to pieces (literally, the screen is only half attached) so I'm actually serious when I say that &lt;b&gt;any laptop will do me!&lt;/b&gt; I think I'm getting money off my mum to put towards one but I'm more than happy to cough up the rest. I've been in desperate need for far too long.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrkmQiAEtI/AAAAAAAAALg/wCHIOK6f8wc/s1600/the%2Bbeach%2Bboys.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gafnpRkZb_o/TPrkmQiAEtI/AAAAAAAAALg/wCHIOK6f8wc/s400/the%2Bbeach%2Bboys.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546997236983927506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The entire discography of &lt;u&gt;The Beach Boys&lt;/u&gt;. Or just one or two albums. Whatever, I just want more of them in my life.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Y'know, that's actually about all I can even think of. I think I'm quite easy to please. Anyway, what do you guys all want or what are you getting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364185577686218341-5886589275449747589?l=shoeboxhouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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