Butterflies, Princesses, Fairies and Ballet Shoes!!!!

~ Procrastinating (silly uni work)

~ Cold

~ Wet (I just had a shower and my hair is dripping on me)

~ Physically Exhausted (Ballet is really tiring)

~ Enjoying her new cd (Audio Adrenaline "Until My Heart Caves In", for those who are interested)

~ Dreading the upcoming weeks at uni when ALL her assignments are due

~ Wondering why she is writing this when she could be a) doing uni work, b) reading a book, or c) sleeping.

~ Loving her new phone

~ Proud of her Erin getting a job

~ Generally happy with life at the moment (with the exception of the busyness of uni)

~ Scared about her upcoming jazz exam

~ Wishing her room was clean, or that she at least had enough storage space so that her room had the possibility of being clean.

~ Amazed that she didnt make a single entry in her space during the month of April

~ Intrigued by the fact that she has an unusual tendancy to discuss her antics in the third person narrative voice... perhaps it means that shes royalty, you know how they do that?

~ Contemplating stopping writing this, more because she has lots of things to do before bed (and its quarter to 12) than because she has run out of things to say

~ Wishing she was in bed

~ Stopping Typing....

...now

 

 

~ Went to pancakes on the rocks with some of the boys. Highlights included the car ride (six people in a five seater car... nice and cosy!) and watching Dave effortlessly consume an entire long stack of pancakes and then start polishing off other peoples food. (The dave story was that much funnier because Erik has regularly brought up the story of how he really struggled to finish the same dessert and how big it was and all that...)

 

~Went to the boys soccer game. Division 18 vs. Premeirs and they only lost 2-1!! I thought they did pretty darn well. Natuarally, Erik was the best player in the team... well I thought so anyway! :)

 

~Three month aniversary with Erik. Celebrations consisted of an almost failed, but succeeded at the last minute visit to oporto, lots of wandering round the city (first looking for oporto, and then getting back to the train) and an extremely roundabout train ride back to my house prompted by the 'brilliant idea' of a certain Erik and a rather unfortunate game of scissors, paper, rock...

 

~Handed in my first uni assignment and got a credit :D

 

~Looking forward to my birthday coming up soon! (20 days) Finally I won't have to feel illeagal when going to have dinner in a pub... not that I have ever done that before... :S

1. Break my Stride -Unique II

2. Walking on Sunshine -Katrina and the Waves

~The first song (Break my Stride) was mentioned in an earlier blog. For those of you who did not know the song when you read that, now you can hear it!

 

~If I were ever a professional boxer, Walking on Sunshine would be my theme song as I walked onto the ring. Similarly, if I became a character in a movie, Walking on Sunshine would be playing everytime I came into the screen, much like Darth Vadar and his 'Dum dum dum dhum d'dum dhum d'dum'. Basically its my theme song... yea.

 

~A highlight of my week was at Mazzy's party where she had a jukebox and I got to play these songs one after the other. Much fun!

 

~Jump 5 did a remix of Walking on Sunshine which we danced in the concert at Lake Conjola Beach Mission 04/05. It was pretty darn good!

Yay for happy music!

*Special thanks to Jeremy for making this great step in the development of this space possible*

Now Erik is a very special person and so before i can continue with the story, you must understand certain facts about his dark and sordid history that will help you to understand the eventual outcome of our adventures. The first, and perhaps most relevent, fact about Erik is that during year twelve he did actually choose to do 4 units of maths. Yes thats right, 4 units, thats extension 2 mathematics. Now while I am sure this is satisfactory reasoning for many of my readers, perhaps those of you who are not so bright (you probably did 4 unit maths as well) do not quite see the significance of this revelation. The point is that 4 unit maths was designed to precisely suit the needs of those who enjoy complicating life. For those who say, "I know, how about, just for a laugh, we invent a number that doesnt really exist! And because it doesnt exist, even the simplest equation just becomes that much harder! Hooray!" Yet unfortunately, as you will soon comprehend, these so called 'mathematicians' refuse to keep there complicating mindset to their exclusive 4 unit classrooms, no, instead, they apply this concept to all areas of their lives! A scary thought i know...

 

"But that is only one reason" I here you say, "Surely that just shows that Erik is not bright enough to realise that 4 unit maths is just a conspiracy designed to delude certain individuals into thinking themselves to be more intelligent than they are and thus coercing them to complicate their lives." But I say in return that the 4 unit theory is not the only example of intentional complication that can be found in Eriks life. We now look back in time, back to a time before Erik had even started school and discovered that he was supposedly more intelligent than the average 3 year old, back in time to when little Erik was learning how to write his name. Now even at the age of three, there were dark forces at work in Eriks life, the dark forces of intentional complication! Now as many of you would, or at least should know, Eriks name begins with an E. And an E, of course, has a down stroke with three perpindicular strokes joining it. 'Oh dear', three year old Erik said to himself, "Just three horizontal strokes? Now that is far to easy!." He then proceded to draw a flawless down stroke, with admirable top and bottom strokes at perfect ninety degree angles to the initial line, and then filled up the gap between with as many perpindicular lines as he possibly could, such that the end effect resembled a stylised interpretation of a comb. Is this not clear and solid proof that Erik enjoys complicating life?!

 

So now with this background of Erik provided, we return to the original story to find out how this information applys to one particularly sunny Friday afternoon. Now the first part of the plan was executed perfectly and without any g-glitches. It is nescassary to note that this same first part of the plan was the part that was under the control of Jo, not the complicating king, his imperial majesty, Erik. So Jo had found the correct train, messaging Erik both when she got onto the train, and when she arrived at the station, as was the plan. She then proceeded to seat herself on a convinent bench under the branches of a beautiful tree to await the arrival, or at least a reply to her two messages from the gallant Erik.

 

Yet everything was going to smoothly for the likes of Erik. His phone conveniently 'chose' to not actually receive the two messages. It also 'chose' to be unavailable when Jo tried to call after she had been seated on her park bench for around 25 minutes. Erik later claimed to have tried to call Jo numerous times throughout this period of non-communication, but again, his so called 'phone' proved unreliable and it did not occur to him that he could reach out and pick up the landline phone that was on his desk instead. So Jo remained seated on her bench sipping ice cold orange juice and gazing wistfully towards the horizon while Erik sat idly at his desk creating his second ever rubber band ball.

 

It was around quarter past five when Erik decided he had had enough of sitting at his desk, and his phone decided to recieve Jo's messages. Remarkably, this time when he attempted to call Jo, his phone actually worked, and it was concluded that he would proceed to drive towards the station in his air conditioned car, while Jo trudged towards his work in the blazing sun, thus they would meet along the way, concluding their plans without further hiccups. Unfortunately, it was not meant to be, and after Jo had been obediently marching onwards in the sweltering heat for around ten minutes, she recieved yet another phone call."'Um... where are you?" asked the faltering voice, to which she replied curtly that she was walking along the pacific highway, like she was supposed to be, and where on earth was he. "Well... can you come back to the station?" he replied. Jo sighed, but being the kind, generous and obedient girl that she was, turned around and began the hike back to the station where she eventually encountered the darstardly Erik standing sheepishly by the stairs.

 

So what had happened to Erik? Well he had driven to the station and, not seeing Jo, decided to find a place to park. Unfortunately, nothing was to be found within 500 metres of the station, so he parked some distance away and limped all the way down the hill to the station as his knee was troubling him after having played soccer the night before. Yet as he arrived at the station, he looked up and saw his grave mistake. The large, cheery cityrail sign clearly blared out the word PYMBLE. After all his efforts, he had come to the wrong station. Well, it was the closest station to his work, his mistake was made when he told Jo that the closest station was Gordon. So anyway, being the innovative thinker that he is, and seeing a train pulling into the station, he jumped on and travelled to the next station (Gordon). It was at this point that he had called Jo instructing her to turn around and head back.

 

So by this time it was 5.30... so much for Jo's babysitting at that time, but its ok, she had called her mother and got her to cover for her until 6. Yet this was without factoring in the time that they would have to wait for a return train... and then find the car... and then fight the traffic. They ended up getting there around quarter past six...

~I went into uni today and found out more of what I will be doing and it sounds super fun. The best part is where one of the lecturers told us we were forbidden to bring lined paper and a biro into class as you cant be creative with them, yay for drawing and doing fun stuff at uni!

 

~Dancing has resumed for the year and is lots of fun. Im actually paying for my lack of exercise during the holidays though as pretty much every muscle in my body is constantly aching.

 

~I am currently babysitting my cousins Jamieson and Cameron, who as well as being adorably cute are currently in bed leaving me with nothing to do except write this (hence the excessive length)

 

~Its my little baby sisters birthday tomorrow. I cant believe she is going to be 15!!!!!!!! WOW!

 

~Erik thinks Tom should (when he has one) name his child Revelation... and Tom, before you complain about the suitability of this as a name for a child, you wanted to name your bible study Sandra...

"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."

Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present or the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in the creation of the world will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus.

Never let another guy like you work me over
Never let another guy like you drag me under
If I meet another guy like you, I will tell him
Never want another guy like you, have to say - oh!

~Kelly becoming a Christian!!!! After coming along to Keenites (activities for kids in yr 3-5 at school) for only 2 days, she made the decision during one of our morning bible studies.

 

~Amiee becoming a Christian. Another Keenites girl who also came to the morning study on a different day, unfortunately I didnt know Amiee as well or have as much to do with her, but its still awesome!

~Singing with Keenites and Koalas (preschool-yr 2). Active and Alive.... gotta love it...

 

~Sam and I being dramatic at the bbq breakfast... "Not the bike!"

 

~Half a Dozen... our concert item... three guys and three girls dancing to Spinning Around by Jump 5... enough said... you just have to see the video.

 

~Murder Mystery night, always a blast.

 

~Cory and I and the clapping thing... (yes, me and Nafe had it first, but Cory had more fun)

 

~Seeing the lake again! It is so beautiful!

 

~Swimming in the lake. Haha, Erik: "Guys look! There's like no current out here!" (as he is being rapidly dragged further away by the very strong and very exsistant current)

 

~Playing with the tennis ball in the lake. You can ask Murray, I was almost good at catching by the end! Unbelieveable but true...

 

~Sitting at the beach in 45 degree weather... at least we had the only good tree to sit under!

 

~Awesome bible studies... rock on Romans chapter 5!

 

~The cooks! How good was the food?!

 

~Watermelon! So much Watermelon! Yum!

 

~Kids Disco... always lots of fun. The great thing about it is that you can dance like an absolute retard and the kids still think its the greatest thing they have ever seen!

~Getting sick!!! (at least I got to sleep all the next day and didn't have to do anything...)

 

~45 degrees... way too hot! Good thing it was our day off...

 

~Not getting to see Narnia, why would it be sold out?!

 

~Not getting to swim in the lake as much as i would've liked

 

~People in my tent waking up really really early! Like 5.30 early....

 

~Ending... I miss everyone already! Especially my little girls Sam and Kelly! Although it is nice to be in a house... Maybe, if my house was at Lake Conjola, everything would be perfect!

2 Corinthians 4:16-18