15th of November: I'm behind!

Well, I haven't posted for nearly 2 days now.  That means I'm about 4000 words behind.  Which is terrible.  One I'm in the hole, I don't know if I can find my way out.  A word-hole, of course.

This is the NaNo website's record of my achievements thus far.  Looked pretty damn good until the 13th.  In fact, it looks like it's somehow started going down slightly.

So I haven't really done much in the last few days.  Mostly working.  I've saved up $800, and I only finished uni 2 days ago.  So I'm well on my way to buying a car, as long as I don't do any ridiculously expensive impulse buys.  Like, one time I was buying shampoo or something, and I saw a catalogue while I was in the checkout.  There was an iPod advertised, and quick as a flash, I ran off and bought a new iPod touch.  This was a while ago, mind you.  I haven't done anything that silly in a while.

Change of topic right about now.

For the month of November, I have this massive list of blog topics, so I could write about this stuff, and not be desperately reaching like I am now.  The thing is, I honestly can not be fucked to do it.  I don't even want to look at the list.   Instead, I turn to my list of labels (basically rehashing shit I've already spoken about before on here).

Accents - It's always so easy to tell when a band/singer on the radio is Australian.  They have this ridiculous accent.  It somehow becomes more noticeable when singing.  As an example, look up the song "Revolution" by The Veronicas.

Alcohol - I'm going alcohol shopping tomorrow.  We have a store here called Dan Murphy's.  It's basically an alcoholic grocery store.  It's awesome, and overpriced, but so is all alcohol.  Anyway, tomorrow is cheap Tuesday, or Cheuesday, as I have previously referred to it as.   This means that my friends will accompany me to the local nightclubs, and we shall become incredibly intoxicated.  In theory.  I also have a dentist appointment, so we'll see how that goes before I start drinking.

Aliens - A friend of mine says that my bf could never shave his head, in case of an alien invasion.  She thinks that the aliens will take him home with them, mistaking him for one of their own.

Allergies - Despite my allergy to honey, I tried to eat a cereal composed of mostly honey and wheat.  It wasn't too bad.  It tasted like honey, but without the swelling and itchyness.

Anatomy - I still don't have my results back yet.  Makes me sad.  I'm sure the results will make me even more sad.

Anosmia - I attempted to make hamburger patties.  When I cooked them, Dad ran out asking what that smell was.  That smell was the patties.  Because they were a year old...

Assignments - Even if my uni is over, I still continue this personal assignment of 50,000 words. Idiot.

Australia - See accents.

Birthday - It was such a massive build up to all my friends turning 18, and now some of them are nearly 19.  Well, that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's been ages since everyone's birthdays.\

Blogging - I blog enough about blogging.  I don't need more.

Celebrities - Not really related, but I was watching Beauty and the Geek the other day, and it was the makeover episode, where they all shave their neck beards and take off their COD shirts, and put on normal clothes.  The first guy to come out looked idiotic.  The people on the show turned him from a nerd, to a tracksuit wearing, bleach blonde wigger.  His hair was white.  From behind, he looked like an old man in a tracksuit going for a run.  2 of the other guys though, actually ended up REALLY hot!  Like, one of them looked amazing.  Like, he could easily be a model/actor.  And the other guy had really long hair and a beard, and when it was cut off, he was hot too.  Not like in-your-face "hit it and quit it" hot like the other one, more like a "I could marry a guy like this" kind of hot.  Which isn't bad at all.

Childhood - I try to block it out.

Christmas - Not long now.  They'll start playing Christmas carols at work any day now.


Cleaning Nazi - Today, she came home and agreed to take me to the boyfriend's house.  I told him I'd be there at 4pm.  The Cleaning Nazi says to me, "Hang on, I'll just clean all the ceiling fans in the house first".  She also doesn't understand why I was annoyed at having to wait for over an hour.  Apparently, she doesn't think that turning up an hour late is rude at all.

Computers - I don't know if I've already blogged about this, but I went to Officeworks and bought a lap-desk.  It's pretty much a flat piece of wood that you can use as a desk.  It has a curvy cut out part so it fits nicely against your stomach.  It also has a cushiony bit on the bottom to make it comfortable on your legs.

Dogs - I'm cuddling my puppy dog right now.  He's being incredibly loud with his groaning and moaning and gremlin noises.

DVDs - I'm considering buying my sister a DVD for Christmas.  Problem is, I don't know what she has and doesn't have.  I'm thinking maybe Beauty and the Beast, she only has it on VHS.

Emotions - Umm.  Emotions got a bit out of hand tonight, when I was at my BF's house.  Simply because of Call of Duty: Black Ops.  I swear, the moment he's not gazing lovingly at it, I'm going to break it.  I already laughed like a maniac when his internet connection dropped out.

Energy drinks - If I have more than one within six hours of eachother.  I have a very interesting reaction.

Exams - Fuck that shit.

Fear - This blog is taking so damn long, simply because I'm discussing Dani-Q's love life with her, and her fear of dying alone and unloved.  I'm also attempting to explain the concept of kissing in nightclubs.  She's not getting it.

Food - I've been eating so much junk food lately.  I feel bad about it but it's so much more convenient that making my own, because I have to constantly watch what I'm cooking, since I can't smell the house burning down.

Hair - My hair is hideous at the moment.  I need to do something with it. After my old hair dresser told me to piss off, I haven't had the time to get my hair done.

Injuries - Apparently, riding a bike while high is a bad idea.  It results in bandaged arms and possible stitches.  Don't worry, it wasn't me.  But I drove past them several minutes before they did it, which I find hilarious.

Love - Such a silly thing.

Magic - I don't remember what post this label was even referring to.  So I don't know what kind of magic I was talking about.

Nightclubs - I've been having a massive D&M with Dani-Q about nightclubs.  It's frustrating.

Party - I haven't been to a decent party in so long.

Patriotism - I patriotism-ed myself out the other day.  I don't even want to think about it.

Psychic - In my post about my visit to a psychic, I mentioned that she said the law would catch up with someone.  They did.  Hard.   Like, fines, possibly a court date, and potential jail time if things go really badly.  It wasn't about stealing though, so she wasn't really right about anything.


Psychology - You know, when I meet people, after they find out I study psychology, they ask me if I can read their mind.  No, no I can't.  I'm a future psychologist, not a psychic.

Stupid People - A friend of a friend added me on facebook.  He's the type who has a really clingy girlfriend, and they break up and get back together all the time.  Like, once a week.  At least.  Not even an exaggeration.  And it's all on facebook.

Tarot Cards - See psychic.

Text Messages - My phone goes weird sometimes, and I don't recieve text messages.  Then, I get them all at once, a few days later.  Last time, I got about 60, mostly facebook notifications.

The Future - I don't even want to think ahead.  Anything past January is unplanned at the moment.

Toys - The list of blog topics I have is mostly talking about toys.  And I don't want to write it.  Those posts are better off for when I've finished work and I'm pissed off about it.

Twitter - Another dodgy phone moment = There's a Twitter application you can download.  It worked fine, then stopped for like 2 weeks straight. It's fine again.  Very weird.

University - The one I go to is shit.  I hate it.

Water - I don't drink nearly enough.  I tried drinking the reccomended 2L a day, and I couldn't sop peeing.

And I'm too lazy to talk about work, writing, and zombies.  I'm sure you can all come up with you're own ideas about what I would say.

I have more to say, but I'm too tired to put the necessary level of thought into it, so this will have to be the end for now.

Word Count for this post = 1604
Total November word count = 25,178

My visit to a psychic.

Today started off pretty normal.  I got up, harassed Dan-Q about uni and shopping, then went to uni.  Some strange miscommunication meant that I was at uni, and she wasn't, though she was the one who convinced me to go to uni instead of going straight to the shops.  Dunno what happened there.

We caught up, and went to the food court, and ended up on the topic of blogging.  It somehow got to ghosthunting, ouija boards, and then psychics.  Luckily for us, the local shopping centre has this hippy, earthmother-ish shop called Nature's Wisdom.  It sells candles and dream catchers and fancy rocks that apparently smell like baby breath.  It is also kind of like the home base for our town's "best psychic", called Sarah.  I hear about her on the radio and stuff, so she's not some random lady that took our money and ran.

I decided to get a half hour reading for $50.  I was a bit concerned, since I'm sceptical about psychics and people who claim they can do things.  I want to believe, but I just don't.  I didn't want to go in there and have her tell me a bunch of general bullshit that could apply to anyone, because I was paying good money for it.

Let me tell you, it was WORTH EVERY CENT.

After she asked me how old I was, the first thing she said "Are you in or out of this relationship?"  I was a bit taken aback, not sure of what to say.  BTW, the bf is back in contact with me, and wants to be back together.  Weird, right?

Anyway, I told her I was in the relationship.  She then explained the set up of our next half an hour.  She starts off with a sort of general reading about my life at the moment.  Then I get to ask one, and only one, question.  I asked her how general my question can be, and I was told "ask a broad question, get a broad answer".  Fair enough.  Then she would go over the next year of my life.

The first part ended up as a discussion about my relationship with my bf.  She kept saying that we lived together, then kept correcting herself.  At one point she referred to him as my husband.  That's a bit weird, but I think its just her getting her words mixed up. 

She told me that one person was honest, and one wasn't telling the complete truth.  She said that one person was becoming bored, and that "they don't know what they want, but it isn't this".  She said that the main cause of conflict would be money and children (wtf, she never mentioned children again).  She said that one of us  was very careful with money, and a good saver, and the other has difficulty keeping a hold of it (hmm, I DID just pay $50 to see a crazy lady, clearly, someone has some money to waste).

She told me I was "surrounded by theft".  Not saying that it was me, but someone around me,  and that the law will catch up with them.  That's good.  Unless I suddenly become a thief, and I get caught. But that wont happen. 


She told me that other people were saying things about me, with the intention of hurting me (I know exactly who these people are).  I need to let these things go in one ear and out the other, and not take any of it on board.

Another weird thing she said was that I was living out my consequences for past actions.  Like, I'm at this point in my life because of consequences of past actions.  I have no idea what this is about, but I'll come back to it.

I don't remember what else she said in this part, so I'll continue on. 

I got to ask her one question.  I chose to ask "Will I stick with my current career choice?"  I got the strangest answer ever.  It was a purely career-centred question, and it goes completely off course.  She told me that I am in the exact time and place that I need to be in at this stage of my life.  For the moment, I am on course.  But then shit gets weird.  She tells me I have poisonous influences in my life, that are going to try their hardest to pull me back.  Then she asks me if I think I handle the pressure my parents put on me.  I didn't mention my parentsat all up to this point, then she starts talking about how harmful my father is with his words.  She says that they put these massive expectations on me, that I can never hope to achieve, simply because it makes them feel powerful to see me struggle.  And this will hold me back.  Eventually I'll give up trying to please them, because I know it will never happen.  She told me I will eventually grow enough to stand up for myself, and tell my parents that they have no say over my life, and that I am my own person.  Apparently it will take a lot of work, and it will hurt me.  I was told that I need to QUOTE: "ELIMINATE" these people from my life before they destroy me.

So yeah, my career question ends up being about my parents holding me back, and it seems to be a game of Survivor.

Then we go on to my future.  She gives me quite specific time frames.  In six months time, I'll take a massive step.  I will be terrified, but I'll do it and I'll find peace and happiness within myself.  Within 18 months, my conflict with the bf will be settled.  Interesting how I find peace and happiness in six months, while the relationship conflict continues.  She also says that I need to stop apologising for the consequences of my actions, and that I need to forgive myself and move on.  It would be nice if I fucking knew what I was forgiving myself for. 

She also said that I need to cut the bf from my life.  She said he's bad now, and he's only going to get worse, violence, cheating, etc.  I will apparently experience it all. 

4 more things jump to mind.

1.  She said that I chose my own learning experiences, before I was even brought into the world.  I have some sort of predetermined fate that I chose before I knew I was making a choice.

2.  I have unresolved trauma that I need to come to terms with.  I have no idea what this is about.

3.  The more trauma I experience, the more spiritual I will become.   Hmmm

4.  I have a female presence watching and guiding my emotions for me.  Now I'm paranoid about this presence  guiding me on my spiritual journey to the toilet.  I feel like some poor otherworldly being is wasting a lot of their time on me. 

Anyway, at some point I started crying.  Not because I regretted spending $50, or because I didn't know this.  Just because its such a strange feeling for some lady you've never met before to strip your life bare and tell you exactly how it is.  It kind of set in about how (if she's genuine) I'm going to have a pretty terrible 18 months, with violence, massive changes, and not living up to people's expectations.  All of these things scare the shit out of me.  I don't know how I'm supposed to do it, but I'll survive. 

I wonder if this is a sort of self-fulfilling prophecy.  Since this chick says I'll take a massive step in six months, does that mean I'll be so freaked out by her prediction that I'll have a mental breakdown and move to Ethiopia?  I don't want to make changes just because she said this stuff.  I'll continue on with life as per usual, but when the conflict starts, I guess I'll have these potential solutions in the back of my mind.

I came out, still in tears.  I took a few minutes in the bathroom, washing my hands several times to calm down.  I texted Dani-Q, and she ran up to be all expectantly.  I don't know what she thought when I started crying again.  We sat down, and it took me a while, but I got it all out.  Then I promptly suggested she do it. 

Silly me.

I'll let her talk about what she was told, but there were some strange coincidences. 

So yeah.  I've had a rough day, and I have plenty to think about.  And even though I didn't believe in psychics earlier today, and now I'm still sceptical about most, this lady, real or not, she put on a fucking good act, and everything she said was true.  I dont know how she does it.  I'm definately coming back to her later on in life.

Before I finish, something interesting.  She used tarot cards, and for the last part, I made note of the ones she pulled out so I could find out about them later.  I don't remember them all, but a few stuck out to me.

Now, I'm pretty sure that in any context, the devil is a bad thing.  The meaning for it that I found is this:

Perhaps the most misunderstood card of all the major arcana, the Devil is not really "Satan" at all, but Pan the half-goat nature god and/or Dionysius. These are gods of pleasure and abandon, of wild behavior and unbridled desires. ... this is a card about ambitions; it is also synonymous with temptation and addiction. On the flip side, however, the card can be a warning to someone who is too restrained, someone who never allows themselves to get passionate or messy or wild - or ambitious. This, too, is a form of enslavement. As a person, the Devil can stand for a man of money or erotic power, aggressive, controlling, or just persuasive. This is not to say a bad man, but certainly a powerful man who is hard to resist. The important thing is to remind the Querent that any chain is freely worn. In most cases, you are enslaved only because you allow it.


She also pulled out Temperance

I don't get this one's supposed meaning.  Something about balance and symmetry.

 I also got the sun, and the wheel of fortune, but I really can't be bothered finding pictures and meanings for them.

The last one I remember really confused me.  I couldn't work out what it was, because there were no words on it.  It was a person with two crossed swords.  I did some research, and apparently its "The Lord of Peace Restored".  Doesn't sound too bad.  Supposed to symbolize courage and restoration of peace in the mind.

So yeah.  I didn't believe in psychics, and now I believe in at least one. What a strange day.