Twitter Funtimes

Stumbled across a website the other day that makes a new Twitter post from your previous tweets. I got such a kick out of it, so here are a few of my favourites:

• This is utterly dull. Unemployment does not taking a dalek. If there's one thing I've been!
• Tigger's first time in Brisbane at the structure of cats. That feeling like I've been telling me want to!
• You don't write a book you still be touring Alice Springs? I like summer holidays - yay or Brisbane at!
• This is purring or will you read for the deliciousness that I don't write a book you acknowledge that.
• Morning!? It's dinner time for a greatly anticipated film for exaggeration.
• There were only 151 Pokemon. Is my life so much more interesting than changing your mother suggests that.
• Eagerly anticipating performing in the light of Pride and blisters I like a stalker.
• One hand is incredible. New blog updates. Also, orange colour scheme - I've learned from my inevitable.
• Can't tell if you're thinking of realization when you're not to see any young people who drive with eyes?
• Send me how many people who drive with hundreds of sideplates from my inevitable future as an emotional?
• Three requests for the first time in the cage.
• I strange? Probably. Sort of Being a greatly anticipated film for the range of people who drive with eyes!
• Never underestimate the Internet. What is there? Interview at all? Doctor Who S4E13 - if cat is becoming!
• It's 3 am and lychee icecream. Omnomnomnom In 12 hours I'll be a sigh of cats.
• Belly bling! Yes, I finally got a giftshop in a more interesting person...

It's blatantly obvious that grammar isn't its strong point.

In other news: I have two jobs now. I'm living every teenagers dream - I work at a chocolate shop AND in a music store. Any product related research I'll be doing involves eating chocolate, listening to music and watching films!

That can be my next tweet: http://yes.thatcan.be/my/next/tweet/

My Twitter account: https://twitter.com/MillyPink1

I got bored and answered some questions...

Full name

Amelia Jayne Pink. Characteristically British, I know.

Zodiac sign

Aquarius

3 Fears

Snakes, getting lost, being alone

3 things I love

Sleep, cuddles, Tigger

4 turn ons

Intelligence, sense of humour, manners, charisma

4 turns off

Only one. If you're rude.

My best friend

I don't know how to answer this question anymore.

What time was I born

7:11a.m. Yes, 7-Eleven jokes happen a bit.

Favourite colour

Blue/purple

Favourite place

McLeod Ganj <3

Eye colour

Much debate on this. It's blue/green with orange flecks around the pupil. Or you can be one of those annoying people and say Hazel.

Hair colour

Chocolate brown (currently….)

Favourite style of clothing

Anything I can wear with my leather jacket.

Favourite holiday

India was amazing. I want to see Europe and Japan at some stage.

Tattoos and piercing I have/want

Ears, belly button. I don't want a tattoo. Ever. I'm done for now.

Do I ever get “good morning” or “good night ” texts?

No. I rarely get text messages.

Am I excited for anything?

University can't come soon enough.

How often do I wear a fake smile?

More often than I care to admit.

If I could meet anyone on this earth, who would it be?

Dylan Moran, or one of those gorgeous British Youtubers ;)

What do I think about most?

The past. Bad habit, I know.

What’s my strangest talent?

Not having a talent.

Do I have any strange phobias?

I don't like people touching my neck.

What was the last lie I told?

"I'm fine"

Do I prefer talking on the phone or video chatting online?

Phone. Because you can be completely naked while talking to someone without them even knowing. Plus there's that extra level of intimacy seeing someone face-to-face. So if I video chat to you, you know you're special.

Do I believe in ghosts? How about aliens?

If they're out there, I don’t expect them to exist in the form that we humans so often portray them.

Is there anything pink in 10 feets from me?

I am Milly PINK. I don't even need to look around.

What do I think is Satan’s last name is?

I think Satan is more a stage name. He probably has a really average name, like John Smith.

What’s a song that always makes me happy when I hear it?

Coca Cola by Little Red

What is my favourite word?

My favourite words are predominantly expletives. I also like putting people off by meowing at them.

I accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow me with the super-power of my choice! What is that power?

Invisibility. Every time.

Failed a class?

Nearly failed Japanese in year 12.

Played on a sports team?

Netball and croquet in primary school. I was actually captain of the croquet team. Never again.

Been to a wedding?

Western AND Hindi. The Hindi wedding was incredible, and we got to wear our new saris.

Been outside my home country?

I moved to freaking Australia. Also on the list: Hong Kong, Fiji, South Korea, India, Canada.

Been to a professional sports game?

I went to a cricket match once. Left before halfway through the game with Mum. We went shopping. Sorry, avid sports fans.

Been to prom?

Formal. On the upside, it was the one day of my life I felt pretty. On the downside I was abandoned by my date. I cried.

Been in airplane?

No, I swam to all those places I mentioned above.

Learned another language?

Japanese.

Dyed my hair?

Hahahaha.

Met someone famous?

Bill Bailey. So charismatic.

Stalked someone on a social network?

What else is facebook for?

Peed outside?

I went camping with the scouts. What do you think?

Helped with charity?

Just a bit ;) I volunteered at an animal shelter, was a youth ambassador for the Cora Barclay Centre, and went to India to teach English for four months. Not that I like to brag or anything...

Play any musical instrument?

Flute, for about 5 years. I'm thinking of taking it up again. Maybe.

What my greatest achievements are

I went to India and taught English. I guess that's pretty special.

The meanest thing somebody has ever said to me

"You are the reason I tried to kill myself"

What I'd do if I won in a lottery

Buy a house, travel, give some money to my family, donate to charity. Tell no-one else, but keep surprising people with nice things.

The Clubbing Fiasco

When nightclubbing was first suggested to me I threw a dirty look in the direction from which it came. I've never been a party girl, I honestly prefer curling up and reading to the thought of getting drunk in a strange environment around people I don't know at early hours of the morning. For Julie's birthday (this was in July, my blog is not linear, my bad) she requested that a group of us go clubbing to celebrate. As an incentive she said I should invite some of my friends to get me into the spirit. So naturally I invited the people who hated clubbing with a passion. Hugh and Lachlan.

Hugh got very drunk on Julie and Mum's alcohol stash, and bragged about not buying his own drinks all night. We got rejected from The London, since he was out of it by the time we got there, and he stood someone up. 
The hotel receptionist must have thought I was a hooker, since I kept going up to the hotel room we were staying at with these two men (neither of them were guests of the hotel). Hugh tried to stay at the hotel, insisting that the room was paid for and that he didn't need to pay any money. Lynne and Amy came and picked the boys up and took them back home. Hating the experience so far, I put my pajamas on and watched some 80's music program on TV (needless to say, it was rubbish). At about 3 a.m. I received a call from Mum and Julie who insisted on coming back to the hotel to get me and bring me back out. The Woolshed was crowded, but the City nightclub I liked. Yes, I liked it. Don't give me that look.

It was still pretty awkward, because I was out nightclubbing with my mum and her friends, but after a few Smirnoff Black Ices (with raspberry; I still have a child's taste palette) it didn't matter anyway. I even got on the Mechanical Bull at the Woolshed (I lasted maybe 10 seconds, but who cares anyway, right?)
The only problem was driving to the airport in the morning to pick up Dad, with minimal sleep, no food and probably still some alcohol in my system. 

Next time I go out clubbing I think I'll plan on going with people my own age. As much as I love you Mum, you party way harder than I do. I don't think I'll ever be able to keep up xx

Reminiscing: Queensland

I'm not very consistent at this blogging thing - I completely forgot to mention my trip to Queensland back in September. I think I need a prompt sheet or something.

My awesome second cousin Andrew paid for my flights to Brisbane as a late birthday present (7 months late, it's no big deal ;D). Actually, I think it's better that they were late because otherwise I wouldn't have met my baby cousin Xander (and what a little cutie he is).

Andrew got me onto Rekorderlig Pear Cider (which is amazing, try it if you haven't), and there were many failed attempts at finding an alcoholic beverage suited to me. Turns out elder flower liqueur and muscato are hits, being the massive sweet tooth that I am...

I spent several days in the pool and the spa. I watched my first episode of Star Wars (IV and V, if you were wondering) and the Family Guy spoofs. We made mango/lychee ice cream, visited the markets and I was an occasional baby sitter. Life was good. Then something incredible happened.

Audrey, my childhood best friend, who I hadn't seen since I was six years old was in Brisbane. Incredible, for once in my life timing was on my side. It's a shame that the locals weren't. I agreed to meet Audrey at South Bank. Not knowing the area, I asked one of the locals to point me in the right direction. They pointed me in the right direction all right. What was potentially a five minute walk turned into a two hour walk under the blazing sun. When I finally met up with Audrey, she had been waiting for me an hour and a half, I turned up bright red with sunburn, and limping from blisters caused by my ballet flats. People passing us literally thought I had some sort of disability (I still cringe at that thought). But after 12 years, Audrey didn't mind waiting that extra hour and a half. She felt sorry for me, the sore, red being that I was and even bought me lunch (I'll settle the score when I visit England, eventually). I can't believe how well we actually got on. You'd think that after that long we'd be completely different, but we managed to giggle together like we were little girls again, it was incredible, even if she is a vegetarian (I joke, I joke. I love you, Audrey).

My Facebook input for the day was:

She thought I was just going on holiday to Australia. Twelve years later we're reunited for the first time since we were six. It's incredible to think that after all this time we were able to laugh like we were within seconds of seeing each other. Only difference is that now it's a bit awkward sharing a bath!

In case you hadn't figured it out, I think I'm much wittier than I actually am, so I take joy in posting the statuses I put on Facebook on my blog.

That was the last day in Queensland, as Andrew, Sonya, Xander and I were about to drive from Brisbane to Adelaide: 2,000 km in two days. Well, Andrew drove. I wasn't much help, I kept falling asleep in the back seat next to Xander. We stopped overnight in Cobar, where part of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert was filmed, which I couldn't help but find amusing.

Back in Adelaide, we relaxed, but Xander was reluctant to get in the car after spending all that time in there! Mum gave me the ultimate surprise. She'd adopted Tigger from the Animal Shelter, and now he's legally mine. We took a tour around Haigh's Chocolate factory ("research" for my interview), which Andrew ruined by making an innuendo about "polished nuts". Luckily the kids on the tour didn't realise what he was actually referring to...

Anyhow, it's 1:20am and I can't sleep. Now that I've said that I'll probably fall asleep instantly. Nighty night.

And then I got lazy...

VERY lazy. 
October has been an interesting month for me....

I'm going to start with some sad news.
One of the people from Young People Without Borders, Pat Cullen, was killed in a motorcycle collision in Vietnam. I didn't know Pat well, but we met at orientation - he was such an enigmatic person. His death really affected me, I think because he was only a year older than me. It's strange how someone so full of life can suddenly die. The reality of it is all too harsh.


On a more positive note, I'm now employed. I started work at Haigh's Chocolates on Tuesday, and it's been great so far. I'm living every child's dream. 

I've also been applying for a second job to fill up my free time. Shiels Jewellers is organising a meeting with the head office for me, and I have a group interview with Sanity music stores on Saturday. Yesterday I had an interview scheduled with The Haus, but the HR manager resigned two days after scheduling an interview with me, and didn't let anyone know. So, when I turned up everyone was just like "What!?" It was just a little bit awkward...

My TAFE course in Finance is practically finished - just one more thing to submit. I honestly can't wait to head to uni and get stuck into some hardcore studying. I've been experiencing intense boredom lately. In an attempt to occupy myself I tried learning AUSLAN (and gave that up) and German (gave that up also). I need some hobbies - big time.

I also went to Melbourne for a few days (courtesy of Young People Without Borders/Federation for Young Australians - thank you!) which was great since I got to see most people who went to India again. I stayed at the lovely Jean's house. We had a number of fun adventures - Mel and I getting off about five stops early trying to find Jean's house, going to Luna Park (bugger, it was closed) with Evelyn, Jono and Shari, then finding some incredible street art, Greenpeace video games, $1 champagne at the Asian Beer Cafe, late night  pancakes and Funky curry. Being me, of course I left something behind. I left my phone at Jean's place on the way to the promotional video for YPWB, caught the tram early to get back to Jean's place, realised halfway there that I'd left my bag back at the FYA headquarters, caught the tram back, then caught the tram AGAIN to Jean's house, found my phone, went to the airport. Only when I was back in Adelaide did I realise that I'd left my sleeping bag in Melbourne. F---!

And I attended some parties, which was unexpected since I always claim that I have no friends. Maybe I tend to exaggerate? I bought a sparkly, glittery hip flask to go to James' and a massive pair of wedges to compensate for my height.

Let's assume that I'm only going to post once a month. Then people will get surprised if I decide to do some random blogging.