Having fun in the suuuuuuuuuuunnnn!!!
Will has finally fulfilled his promise that he made almost 4 years ago.
When I first met Will in 2003, he was like "Yea, I'll take you catamaraning"
and I was like "Wicked, this guy is cool." Little did I know at that time, that it would take him only HrmmMm... lets see... till TODAY in the year 2007 for him to say "You know what, I am actually going to take you catamaraning." = D
It was worth the wait, today we went out to explore the vicious waters of the Swan River with Will's cool cousin from Amsterdam, Elly (not saying that not all his cousins are cool).
It was a hot hot hot day... especially for one who has been sheltered from day light pretty much for the last month. So when we got splashed, it was pretty cooling... some advice, wear bathers... expect to get drenched... those who tell you, you will only get a little wet, are friggin dreaming.
I soooo would like to do it again... soooo much fun, and 1 hour is sufficient time = D
Now just waiting for Will n Clem to get Clem's audio system in his car up and running... too hot for me to say out there... so I am in here (Wills place) hogging his computer... HrmMmM we got Shyuen's 22nd at the Universal Bar tonight, and probably go to the Deen afterwards... there was some word on the wind that we might go to Metros... but hey... last Sat night out before uni again... Good times ahead... good times...
= D
posted by Anna Panna the Lil Banana at 5:29 PM
Ok... I have debated about it, whether or not I should write my 2 cents after each Heroes episode... the last 3 have been awesome, but this 4th one... it has definitely tipped the scales and has made me decide to do it... heres my 2 cents...
HIRO NAKAMURA IS SOOOOOOO UBER COOLNESS!!!!!!!!!!!
I thought he was cute... and sweet... but after seeing him in the last few mins of this episode... he has just exploded to UBER COOL!
I have always loved... and thrived on team work, fellowship, people with different and special skills that are brought together for the greater good.... (Hence why I love war stories, X-men and love LOTRs) and this episode.. starts to really bring that theme forward.
When flyboy Peter is out and about with Dr Suresh on the train... all of a sudden everything stops... time had stopped... and you just expect that freaky black dooude that cleans everyone that Clare's dad tells him to clean, to pop up and yea... do something bad to Peter... but... then you see HIRO!!!! as soon as I saw him.... I was like
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!! MOM!!!! ITS HIRO!!!!! FROM THE FUTURE!!!
He's got confidence, glasses gone, he dons a tasteful flava sava on his chinny chin chin, he can speak perfect English! hahaha... and..... *Ta da* he has a samurai sword!!! (which is instant coolness).He says: You look different without your scar... My name is Hiro Nakamura. I am from the future, I have a message for you.
Awwwww I am pinning for the next episode next week.... AHAHhahAhAHh!!!!
P.S Ugly Betty Rocks too.... I am pinning for that too = D
Lils treated Jess and I to something very special.On Friday the 16th of February, we all met at UWA to see A Midsummer Nights Dream at the Octagon theatre. I have never seen or read the Shakespearean play, so I had no idea what to expect.
Another issue that threw any expectation that I could conjure up out the window, was that it was performed by Yohangza Theatre Company, which is Korean based.
It was soOoOooo good... I cannot try to explain my excitement when I reminisce the experience.
It starts out with the whole stage and room completely dark. Then all of a sudden you hear these funni noises and you start to see blue glowing things flying down the isles of the audience. You even hear a few people shriek, and then there is laughter. Once the blue lights are on the stage, they dance around a bit, and then all of a sudden fly over and into the back park of the stage. I assumed that this was the fairies in the story, or something magical... and they did it with such a great effect.
All the characters/actors were hilarious. Each one of them having certain comical idiosyncrasies that makes them unique from the other. The use of colour in the costumes was very effective in assisting the audience to distinguish between who were the gods, who were mortals, and which ones were the true couples, the ones that were meant to be.
I liked the Asian influence, which made the whole story flow more fluidly than if they had stuck to the original western format. I also liked the interaction with the audience, and small little touches in the dialogue that make the performance special to Perth, WA.
I guess the only thing I found difficult was reading the subtitles from where I was sitting. You wanted to see what they were saying, but then again you did not want to miss the action. But like all subtitled movies, it is easy to get used to. I think it would be wise to try and get seats in the middle of the theatre, and not on the side. (though the actors did not neglect the audience on the side... they had attempted to throw me and Lils a glowing blue thingo, but it did not reach
us)I give it a 5 Bananas outta 5 = D
Yea.... one of the the McHugo commercialised day of the year....
But nevertheless... still IS celebrated by many.
I had work at the firm from 9-5... Will had work at PKF from 9 - 5 (How romantic), but after work... thats when valentines day officially started for me!
Throughout the day, there were constant reminders... there were literally, every second guy carrying flowers.
Will and I ended up having dinner at his place, and had a quiet one. Was great. = D
But nevertheless... still IS celebrated by many.
I had work at the firm from 9-5... Will had work at PKF from 9 - 5 (How romantic), but after work... thats when valentines day officially started for me!
Throughout the day, there were constant reminders... there were literally, every second guy carrying flowers.
Will and I ended up having dinner at his place, and had a quiet one. Was great. = D
Yea... If u feel like you don't know me, and would like to know me better... read this article about Sagittarius women... Its so on point... its scary...
If you wanna read your own go to : http://mizian.com.ne.kr/englishwiz/library/names/zodiac/contents.htm
Sagittarius Woman
She's not always going to say the kind of things you want to hear. Most of the time, she'll curl your sideburns with her remarkable, flat statements and her embarrassing questions. But now and then she'll say something so special and splendid it will make you feel like singing.You may need a sample. Scene: Coffee shop. You've just gotten up the courage to tell her you love her, but before you can say it, she looks at you with wide-open, guileless blue eyes-or forthright, steady brown ones- and asks you curiously, "How do you feel about being so short? Does it make you neurotic or anything?" While you're gulping, trying manfully to recover, she'll add, "You shouldn't care about it. Lots of men were short. Like Napoleon. And Fiorello LaGuardia." That's almost adding insult to injury, but before you get a chance to walk out, thinking no woman ever deserved such ungallant treatment more, shell muse dreamily, "I hate men who look like bean poles. You're perfect. I noticed when we were walking over here tonight-we measure just right together."
Sit back down. You're staying. For a long time. A friendly, frank Sagittarius girl has just wound herself around your heart with her own, peculiar brand of charm. She'll always be a little outspoken, because she sees the world exactly as it is, even while she's wearing those ridiculous, rose-tinted glasses. That, you must admit, is quite a talent. It's not everyone who can apply clear, reasonable logic to every situation, and retain the happy faculty of believing things will get better or else deciding to accept them or what they are.
Sagittarius females are regular Pollyannas. It will cut when she tells you she wishes you would make more money, but then she'll add, "Of course, too much money can make people selfish. Maybe it's lucky that you're poor." Admittedly, it's sort of a left-handed optimism, but you'll get used to it. This girl will never lie to you. Sometimes, you may wish she would. Show curiosity about how she spends the nights you're not with her, and you'll get a detailed, perfectly honest report of the letters she writes to that handsome intern she met last summer on her vacation and how many dates she turns down on the phone. She may even relate her troubles with insomnia, brought on when she lies awake at night wondering if maybe what she feels for you is friendship instead of love. You'll feel like yelling at her, "For Pete's sake, lie a little once in a while, can't you? A man has his pride." Don't yell too loud. You'll offend her, and she's not exactly noncombustible herself. Sagittarius girls have been known to fly into some pretty fiery rages.
She will probably live alone. Sagittarius girls are very independent, and both sexes have a strange aloofness to family ties. Maybe it's because they travel so much, they don't get home often enough to get to know their families well. Even if they only travel to the movies and girl friends' houses, they're restlessly on the go. I don't want to frighten you, but I once knew a Sagittarius woman so unaware of the nuances of family relationships that she invited her rejected beau to come along on her honeymoon with her new husband. The poor thing looked so lonesome. He said he'd pay his own way. Why are you looking at her like that? Did she do something wrong?
There's one thing you'll have to learn right away, or the relationship will never get off the ground. When you want her to do something, ask her. Don't tell her. The cave man technique went out with Tarzan and Jane, as far as she's concerned. She enjoys being protected, but she doesn't want to be ordered around. Not even her mother gets away with that. Who are you, that you should top her mother? She may have an Aries mother, and if a Mars woman can't boss her around, no male on earth is going to do it. However, there's a queer twist to her nature. Although she dislikes being bossed, especially in public, when she's testing you for firmness, be firm. Jupiter women can't stand weak, wishy-washy men. If she gets too high-spirited and her clever tongue gets too sarcastic, or she threatens some action that really incenses you, give her a light touch of the Tarzan treatment. Just enough to keep her in line. Like "You do that and I'll break your neck." She may react with surprising meekness if she thinks you're serious. A Sagittarius female has no in-tendon of giving up her individuality for any male, but she kind of likes to know you think of her as a girl.
She may confuse you, but that's nothing to what she does to herself. Many Sagittarius girls mistakes friendship for love and love for friendship. If you're one of those old- fashioned men who prefer evasiveness and timidity in your women, you'd better look for another Bingo partner. This young lady has bright, frank ways with men, and she's not going to play any silly games of "Guess how I feel" or "Guess what I think!" How she feels and what she thinks are identical with how she acts and what she says. Her outspoken bluntness naturally causes misunderstandings, and a good share of fiery battles, let alone hurt feelings, but it doesn't crush her spirit. Jupiter pride comes to the surface and rescues her in a crisis, allowing her to pass off her heartache as the biggest joke of the season. Inside, she may be weeping, but she'll employ such clever wit in answering the questions of friends about the break that they'll decide the whole affair was a harmless flirtation on her part. Little will they guess how she soaks her pillow every night, wondering what she could possibly have said that fractured everything. It might have been when she told him not to stop by her apartment the time he called from the lobby around because she was "busy talking with a man who had a few problems." Actually, the man was her brother-in-law, but with the peculiar Sagittarius twist of leaving out the core of the story, she neglected to mention that. Why should she have to explain herself? (All Sagittarians show a raging, righteous anger when their integrity is doubted.) Or it could have been when he asked her if she minded him bringing his little sister along to the movies and she blurted out, "Gosh, I hope that doesn't mean she's going to be hanging around all the time when we're married." She may have sincerely liked the young girl, but the natural Sagittarian fear of being suffocated by in-laws brought on her thoughtless and forthright statement. Now she misses his sister as much as the man, but it's too late to explain what she meant. Besides, no one would understand.
Impasses like this are impossible for her to fathom, for all her logical mental processes, and often lead the Jupiter girl into a never-never land of romance, not knowing where the fire might flame up, or why, and afraid of being burned when it does. Then she'll play it too cool and be unable to take anyone seriously, least of all herself. She'll flirt openly, but without any intention of making it a lasting or a forever thing, and gain the reputation of a cold heartless female. A fire sign is never cold or heartless, but then there are a lot of astrologically ignorant men out there who don't know that. If such a state of affairs should happen to lead to spinsterhood, she certainly won't be a dry and bitter old maid. She'll still clown with life and have a barrel of fun. She'll have a dozen interests to replace a man-and enjoy every one of them.
Of course, you're not interested in a Sagittarian spinster. You plan to make one your wife someday. (At least, I hope you have honorable intentions. This poor girl has enough problems without you setting out to seduce her.) Let's stop dwelling on promiscuity, and think about marriage. Like the male Sagittarian, she's a little skittish about wedlock. You'll need to use some bright, colorful pieces of tinsel as bait to get her pinned down (to accepting your proposal, that is). She's breezy and unconventional in her relationships with men. Since she considers herself your equal, she may copy your mannerisms, as well as wear your sweater. If she also likes sports and camping, as lots of Sagittarian females do, you may have trouble distinguishing her from the boys. But she's not the same. For one thing, your sweater looks different on her. Not that Jupiter women are offensively masculine by nature. They can be the softest, most feminine women you ever squeezed. It's just that she pals around with so many men you get used to seeing her in the crowd-everywhere but in the . steam room and the gym. Since she's so scrupulously honest and aboveboard, she may be a little careless of her reputation and contemptuous of the hypocrisy demanded by society. If you question her about it, she'll be plain-spoken. She'll probably t«U you that waltzing in at doesn't indicate promiscuity any more than coming home at a more conventional hour indicates innocence. She knows her morals are above reproach, and that's all that matters. Naturally she's dead wrong. What other people think matters very much to a female reputation. But try to understand her attitude. Don't think she's fast and loose just because she laughs at a few jokes, usually without the slightest idea of what they're all about (the subtlety of the double-entendre often escapes Sagittarius). So- she stays up to watch the sunrise from the Bridge(or from the top of a silo, if you live in the country)-that doesn't mean she's the wildest girl in town. The truth is, she's a trusting child at heart. Her outlook is so naive it makes her vulnerable to wolves, con artists and phonies (though oddly enough, not in other areas, just in romance). Forget about how cleverly she argues and how startlingly logical she can be. All that has nothing to do with her heart. Her mind isn't under discussion. It's bright and intelligent, and well able to take care of itself in any emergency. But her heart is defenseless. It falls down and gets bruised quite often.
That's another thing. She's slightly clumsy. At times when the Sagittarius girl strides down the street like a thoroughbred horse, you'll think she's the most graceful woman you've ever watched-until she stumbles on a crack in the sidewalk, awkwardly grabs the awning over the fruit stand to catch her balance and upsets two crates of oranges. The owner may swear a little, but hell soon shrug his shoulders, tell her to skip it, and hand her some grapes. The sunny Sagittarian disposition can melt the hardest hearts. Now and then, this girl will remind you of a clumsy puppy dog, wagging its friendly tail, and walking all over your feet. But then friendly puppy dogs do get lots of people to love them and feed them. Of course, dogs are a little cheaper to feed. The typical Jupiter girl has a large appetite. She likes good food and wine, nice clothes, and when she travels, she likes to go first class. Sagittarians are extravagant by nature (unless the Moon is in Capricorn or there's a Virgo ascendant). Money for the sake of money doesn't interest them, and it takes quite a bit of training to teach most of them the meaning of a dollar bill. Check her ascendant carefully before you loan her your credit card.
The Sagittarian girl you're involved with may be in show business, because lots of them are drawn by the lure of the footlights. If so, start out on the right foot by expecting her to put her career first, until she tires of it. The sweet sound of applause and the thrill of the encore will ring in her ears with more conviction than all the romantic phrases you can conjure up. Never force her to choose between pleasing you and the excitement of pleasing whole gobs of people at once with her sunshine personality. After a while she'll grow disgusted with the hypocrisy and artificial glitter she finds all around her in the world of show business, and she'll come running home to try domesticity with someone who is real. You. Someone who believes honesty is beautiful and deception is ugly. You again. Leaving a career won't remove the wings from her heels forever. They were fastened there at birth. The travel bug will always be nearby to give her a case of wandering fever. Vacation with her when you can; otherwise let her go off to ride the carousel herself, and trust her. She loves you, not the clowns and organ grinders she likes to pass the time with.
Because of her casual attitude toward romance and her shyness of marriage, you may think she's lacking in sentiment. You are so mistaken. She'll cry rivers at sad movies and read poetry with wet eyes. She's probably saved every note you ever wrote her, scraps of the flowers you bought her in the rain, and the tickets from the hockey game where she met you. As for her talent as a homemaker, be brave. And be patient. Sagittarius girls are acutely bored by the confinement of dusting and mopping. No sooner does she make a bed than it gets unmade. Gosh, you'd think the darned thing would stay neat for a few days anyway, it was such a drag tucking in those sheets at the corners. She'll hate it all with a purple passion. When she has a home of her own, however, she'll probably swallow her distaste. She'll prefer that you get her a maid if you can possibly afford one. If not, she'll doggedly keep it shining Her mother will never believe it. That sloppy child waxing the coffee table? Impossible. Pride and the eternal Sagittarius logic does it. She needs to be surrounded with beauty and cleanliness to be true to herself. The message reaches her that, if she doesn't wipe up the linoleum, no one else will. If she was forced by circumstances to do a lot of chores in childhood, she may rebel at first, but she'll eventually reason it out, and settle down to sweeping the comers with a minimum of resentment.
Her cooking? Well-you can never tell. Maybe you'd just better eat out on weekends. If she manages decent 'meals through the week, you can't expect her to keep a perfect record on Saturdays and Sundays, too. Most Sagittarian women aren't exactly ecstatic in the kitchen (unless there's a Taurus, Cancer or Capricorn ascendant). But she can whip up a mean, fancy dessert when she's trying to cheer you out of the blues. Her own moods can be terrors, but they're rare, and they last so briefly you'll hardly notice them. When she's really hurt, her tongue can be bitterly sarcastic. But she'll forget what she said almost before she's finished the sentence, and she won't understand why you want to dwell on it. This is not the woman for a brooding, melancholy man. Gloom and pessimism, can actually make her physically ill.
Her children will probably adore her. Shell be their buddy, and have a circus playing with them. Once she's lover her initial fear of responsibility, she'll cope with diapers and daily baths like a crisp, efficient nurse. Almost everything she does she does well, with grace, when she finally decides to learn it. Just like the big people, the little ones will get a good dose of her cheerful optimism and outspoken remarks. If they survive her blunt truthfulness, they'll grow up thinking she's the greatest big sister a kid ever had. She'll read them funny stories with happy | endings, and take them on sudden, impulsive picnics in | the woods to look for the three bears. (She half believes they're hiding there herself.) Her youngsters will probably be well-dressed, but not fussily so, and bright-mannered. If they pick up a few unconventional tricks from her, like making footprint curtains by spreading monk's cloth on the floor, stepping barefoot into yellow paint and walking across the material-at least you won't be raising a houseful of conformists. Her honesty will mark their characters. If they don't find those three bears after a careful search under all the fir trees, she'll probably tell them to forget it-it's a phony. But she will have looked first. The child who wrote the editor of the New York Sun to ask if there was really a Santa Claus just had to have a Sagittarius Sun sign. Moon or ascendant. She probably raised her own children by the frank, yet idealistic answer of "Yes, Virginia . . ." The Jupiter mother may have to watch a tendency to be lax in discipline, except when she's tired or angry. That's the wrong time for spankings.
You will have a lovely hostess. No one entertains as graciously as a Sagittarian woman, not even her Leo sisters, who are no slouches themselves in the social department. There's a quality about her sunny, outgoing friendliness that makes people feel deeply welcome, from the garbage man to your boss. A Sagittarian breaks the ice instantly at the stiffest affairs, though she may raise a few eyebrows, too. As long as you let her call her soul her own, and don't make her feel tied down, your Sagittarius Pollyanna will give you a triple bonus: her loyalty, her trust and her affection. The three are inseparable, because when she gives her love, her friendship trots right along beside it. The Jupiter woman is an incurable idealist. And here's a secret perhaps she never told you: She fell in love with you many years ago, when she was a little girl and wished on the new Moon for someone to share her honest heart. There were lots of times when she thought she had found you and was disappointed. But when you finally came along, she knew you right away, because you were a gentle clown with a dream or two of your own who took her hand and showed her the way to the stars.
If you wanna read your own go to : http://mizian.com.ne.kr/englishwiz/library/names/zodiac/contents.htm
Sagittarius Woman
She's not always going to say the kind of things you want to hear. Most of the time, she'll curl your sideburns with her remarkable, flat statements and her embarrassing questions. But now and then she'll say something so special and splendid it will make you feel like singing.You may need a sample. Scene: Coffee shop. You've just gotten up the courage to tell her you love her, but before you can say it, she looks at you with wide-open, guileless blue eyes-or forthright, steady brown ones- and asks you curiously, "How do you feel about being so short? Does it make you neurotic or anything?" While you're gulping, trying manfully to recover, she'll add, "You shouldn't care about it. Lots of men were short. Like Napoleon. And Fiorello LaGuardia." That's almost adding insult to injury, but before you get a chance to walk out, thinking no woman ever deserved such ungallant treatment more, shell muse dreamily, "I hate men who look like bean poles. You're perfect. I noticed when we were walking over here tonight-we measure just right together."
Sit back down. You're staying. For a long time. A friendly, frank Sagittarius girl has just wound herself around your heart with her own, peculiar brand of charm. She'll always be a little outspoken, because she sees the world exactly as it is, even while she's wearing those ridiculous, rose-tinted glasses. That, you must admit, is quite a talent. It's not everyone who can apply clear, reasonable logic to every situation, and retain the happy faculty of believing things will get better or else deciding to accept them or what they are.
Sagittarius females are regular Pollyannas. It will cut when she tells you she wishes you would make more money, but then she'll add, "Of course, too much money can make people selfish. Maybe it's lucky that you're poor." Admittedly, it's sort of a left-handed optimism, but you'll get used to it. This girl will never lie to you. Sometimes, you may wish she would. Show curiosity about how she spends the nights you're not with her, and you'll get a detailed, perfectly honest report of the letters she writes to that handsome intern she met last summer on her vacation and how many dates she turns down on the phone. She may even relate her troubles with insomnia, brought on when she lies awake at night wondering if maybe what she feels for you is friendship instead of love. You'll feel like yelling at her, "For Pete's sake, lie a little once in a while, can't you? A man has his pride." Don't yell too loud. You'll offend her, and she's not exactly noncombustible herself. Sagittarius girls have been known to fly into some pretty fiery rages.
She will probably live alone. Sagittarius girls are very independent, and both sexes have a strange aloofness to family ties. Maybe it's because they travel so much, they don't get home often enough to get to know their families well. Even if they only travel to the movies and girl friends' houses, they're restlessly on the go. I don't want to frighten you, but I once knew a Sagittarius woman so unaware of the nuances of family relationships that she invited her rejected beau to come along on her honeymoon with her new husband. The poor thing looked so lonesome. He said he'd pay his own way. Why are you looking at her like that? Did she do something wrong?
There's one thing you'll have to learn right away, or the relationship will never get off the ground. When you want her to do something, ask her. Don't tell her. The cave man technique went out with Tarzan and Jane, as far as she's concerned. She enjoys being protected, but she doesn't want to be ordered around. Not even her mother gets away with that. Who are you, that you should top her mother? She may have an Aries mother, and if a Mars woman can't boss her around, no male on earth is going to do it. However, there's a queer twist to her nature. Although she dislikes being bossed, especially in public, when she's testing you for firmness, be firm. Jupiter women can't stand weak, wishy-washy men. If she gets too high-spirited and her clever tongue gets too sarcastic, or she threatens some action that really incenses you, give her a light touch of the Tarzan treatment. Just enough to keep her in line. Like "You do that and I'll break your neck." She may react with surprising meekness if she thinks you're serious. A Sagittarius female has no in-tendon of giving up her individuality for any male, but she kind of likes to know you think of her as a girl.
She may confuse you, but that's nothing to what she does to herself. Many Sagittarius girls mistakes friendship for love and love for friendship. If you're one of those old- fashioned men who prefer evasiveness and timidity in your women, you'd better look for another Bingo partner. This young lady has bright, frank ways with men, and she's not going to play any silly games of "Guess how I feel" or "Guess what I think!" How she feels and what she thinks are identical with how she acts and what she says. Her outspoken bluntness naturally causes misunderstandings, and a good share of fiery battles, let alone hurt feelings, but it doesn't crush her spirit. Jupiter pride comes to the surface and rescues her in a crisis, allowing her to pass off her heartache as the biggest joke of the season. Inside, she may be weeping, but she'll employ such clever wit in answering the questions of friends about the break that they'll decide the whole affair was a harmless flirtation on her part. Little will they guess how she soaks her pillow every night, wondering what she could possibly have said that fractured everything. It might have been when she told him not to stop by her apartment the time he called from the lobby around because she was "busy talking with a man who had a few problems." Actually, the man was her brother-in-law, but with the peculiar Sagittarius twist of leaving out the core of the story, she neglected to mention that. Why should she have to explain herself? (All Sagittarians show a raging, righteous anger when their integrity is doubted.) Or it could have been when he asked her if she minded him bringing his little sister along to the movies and she blurted out, "Gosh, I hope that doesn't mean she's going to be hanging around all the time when we're married." She may have sincerely liked the young girl, but the natural Sagittarian fear of being suffocated by in-laws brought on her thoughtless and forthright statement. Now she misses his sister as much as the man, but it's too late to explain what she meant. Besides, no one would understand.
Impasses like this are impossible for her to fathom, for all her logical mental processes, and often lead the Jupiter girl into a never-never land of romance, not knowing where the fire might flame up, or why, and afraid of being burned when it does. Then she'll play it too cool and be unable to take anyone seriously, least of all herself. She'll flirt openly, but without any intention of making it a lasting or a forever thing, and gain the reputation of a cold heartless female. A fire sign is never cold or heartless, but then there are a lot of astrologically ignorant men out there who don't know that. If such a state of affairs should happen to lead to spinsterhood, she certainly won't be a dry and bitter old maid. She'll still clown with life and have a barrel of fun. She'll have a dozen interests to replace a man-and enjoy every one of them.
Of course, you're not interested in a Sagittarian spinster. You plan to make one your wife someday. (At least, I hope you have honorable intentions. This poor girl has enough problems without you setting out to seduce her.) Let's stop dwelling on promiscuity, and think about marriage. Like the male Sagittarian, she's a little skittish about wedlock. You'll need to use some bright, colorful pieces of tinsel as bait to get her pinned down (to accepting your proposal, that is). She's breezy and unconventional in her relationships with men. Since she considers herself your equal, she may copy your mannerisms, as well as wear your sweater. If she also likes sports and camping, as lots of Sagittarian females do, you may have trouble distinguishing her from the boys. But she's not the same. For one thing, your sweater looks different on her. Not that Jupiter women are offensively masculine by nature. They can be the softest, most feminine women you ever squeezed. It's just that she pals around with so many men you get used to seeing her in the crowd-everywhere but in the . steam room and the gym. Since she's so scrupulously honest and aboveboard, she may be a little careless of her reputation and contemptuous of the hypocrisy demanded by society. If you question her about it, she'll be plain-spoken. She'll probably t«U you that waltzing in at doesn't indicate promiscuity any more than coming home at a more conventional hour indicates innocence. She knows her morals are above reproach, and that's all that matters. Naturally she's dead wrong. What other people think matters very much to a female reputation. But try to understand her attitude. Don't think she's fast and loose just because she laughs at a few jokes, usually without the slightest idea of what they're all about (the subtlety of the double-entendre often escapes Sagittarius). So- she stays up to watch the sunrise from the Bridge(or from the top of a silo, if you live in the country)-that doesn't mean she's the wildest girl in town. The truth is, she's a trusting child at heart. Her outlook is so naive it makes her vulnerable to wolves, con artists and phonies (though oddly enough, not in other areas, just in romance). Forget about how cleverly she argues and how startlingly logical she can be. All that has nothing to do with her heart. Her mind isn't under discussion. It's bright and intelligent, and well able to take care of itself in any emergency. But her heart is defenseless. It falls down and gets bruised quite often.
That's another thing. She's slightly clumsy. At times when the Sagittarius girl strides down the street like a thoroughbred horse, you'll think she's the most graceful woman you've ever watched-until she stumbles on a crack in the sidewalk, awkwardly grabs the awning over the fruit stand to catch her balance and upsets two crates of oranges. The owner may swear a little, but hell soon shrug his shoulders, tell her to skip it, and hand her some grapes. The sunny Sagittarian disposition can melt the hardest hearts. Now and then, this girl will remind you of a clumsy puppy dog, wagging its friendly tail, and walking all over your feet. But then friendly puppy dogs do get lots of people to love them and feed them. Of course, dogs are a little cheaper to feed. The typical Jupiter girl has a large appetite. She likes good food and wine, nice clothes, and when she travels, she likes to go first class. Sagittarians are extravagant by nature (unless the Moon is in Capricorn or there's a Virgo ascendant). Money for the sake of money doesn't interest them, and it takes quite a bit of training to teach most of them the meaning of a dollar bill. Check her ascendant carefully before you loan her your credit card.
The Sagittarian girl you're involved with may be in show business, because lots of them are drawn by the lure of the footlights. If so, start out on the right foot by expecting her to put her career first, until she tires of it. The sweet sound of applause and the thrill of the encore will ring in her ears with more conviction than all the romantic phrases you can conjure up. Never force her to choose between pleasing you and the excitement of pleasing whole gobs of people at once with her sunshine personality. After a while she'll grow disgusted with the hypocrisy and artificial glitter she finds all around her in the world of show business, and she'll come running home to try domesticity with someone who is real. You. Someone who believes honesty is beautiful and deception is ugly. You again. Leaving a career won't remove the wings from her heels forever. They were fastened there at birth. The travel bug will always be nearby to give her a case of wandering fever. Vacation with her when you can; otherwise let her go off to ride the carousel herself, and trust her. She loves you, not the clowns and organ grinders she likes to pass the time with.
Because of her casual attitude toward romance and her shyness of marriage, you may think she's lacking in sentiment. You are so mistaken. She'll cry rivers at sad movies and read poetry with wet eyes. She's probably saved every note you ever wrote her, scraps of the flowers you bought her in the rain, and the tickets from the hockey game where she met you. As for her talent as a homemaker, be brave. And be patient. Sagittarius girls are acutely bored by the confinement of dusting and mopping. No sooner does she make a bed than it gets unmade. Gosh, you'd think the darned thing would stay neat for a few days anyway, it was such a drag tucking in those sheets at the corners. She'll hate it all with a purple passion. When she has a home of her own, however, she'll probably swallow her distaste. She'll prefer that you get her a maid if you can possibly afford one. If not, she'll doggedly keep it shining Her mother will never believe it. That sloppy child waxing the coffee table? Impossible. Pride and the eternal Sagittarius logic does it. She needs to be surrounded with beauty and cleanliness to be true to herself. The message reaches her that, if she doesn't wipe up the linoleum, no one else will. If she was forced by circumstances to do a lot of chores in childhood, she may rebel at first, but she'll eventually reason it out, and settle down to sweeping the comers with a minimum of resentment.
Her cooking? Well-you can never tell. Maybe you'd just better eat out on weekends. If she manages decent 'meals through the week, you can't expect her to keep a perfect record on Saturdays and Sundays, too. Most Sagittarian women aren't exactly ecstatic in the kitchen (unless there's a Taurus, Cancer or Capricorn ascendant). But she can whip up a mean, fancy dessert when she's trying to cheer you out of the blues. Her own moods can be terrors, but they're rare, and they last so briefly you'll hardly notice them. When she's really hurt, her tongue can be bitterly sarcastic. But she'll forget what she said almost before she's finished the sentence, and she won't understand why you want to dwell on it. This is not the woman for a brooding, melancholy man. Gloom and pessimism, can actually make her physically ill.
Her children will probably adore her. Shell be their buddy, and have a circus playing with them. Once she's lover her initial fear of responsibility, she'll cope with diapers and daily baths like a crisp, efficient nurse. Almost everything she does she does well, with grace, when she finally decides to learn it. Just like the big people, the little ones will get a good dose of her cheerful optimism and outspoken remarks. If they survive her blunt truthfulness, they'll grow up thinking she's the greatest big sister a kid ever had. She'll read them funny stories with happy | endings, and take them on sudden, impulsive picnics in | the woods to look for the three bears. (She half believes they're hiding there herself.) Her youngsters will probably be well-dressed, but not fussily so, and bright-mannered. If they pick up a few unconventional tricks from her, like making footprint curtains by spreading monk's cloth on the floor, stepping barefoot into yellow paint and walking across the material-at least you won't be raising a houseful of conformists. Her honesty will mark their characters. If they don't find those three bears after a careful search under all the fir trees, she'll probably tell them to forget it-it's a phony. But she will have looked first. The child who wrote the editor of the New York Sun to ask if there was really a Santa Claus just had to have a Sagittarius Sun sign. Moon or ascendant. She probably raised her own children by the frank, yet idealistic answer of "Yes, Virginia . . ." The Jupiter mother may have to watch a tendency to be lax in discipline, except when she's tired or angry. That's the wrong time for spankings.
You will have a lovely hostess. No one entertains as graciously as a Sagittarian woman, not even her Leo sisters, who are no slouches themselves in the social department. There's a quality about her sunny, outgoing friendliness that makes people feel deeply welcome, from the garbage man to your boss. A Sagittarian breaks the ice instantly at the stiffest affairs, though she may raise a few eyebrows, too. As long as you let her call her soul her own, and don't make her feel tied down, your Sagittarius Pollyanna will give you a triple bonus: her loyalty, her trust and her affection. The three are inseparable, because when she gives her love, her friendship trots right along beside it. The Jupiter woman is an incurable idealist. And here's a secret perhaps she never told you: She fell in love with you many years ago, when she was a little girl and wished on the new Moon for someone to share her honest heart. There were lots of times when she thought she had found you and was disappointed. But when you finally came along, she knew you right away, because you were a gentle clown with a dream or two of your own who took her hand and showed her the way to the stars.
*SiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiGgGHHHhhh*
Dreamgirls was soooooo good. (I love musicals).
I just thought the music was soo awesome... the lyrics, vocals, melodies... SooOoO good.
Beyonce is soooo beautiful... its sooo depressing!!! Such a pretty face, such a hot body and such a great voice! *ArRuGhH!* (though in the movie you could tell that she was restraining her voice for the role... ) Shes so damn perfect that it made you feel really bad for Jennifer Hudson's character, who really, stole the whole movie. She was soo gutsy, and true to herself...
Eddie Murphy... man... I know he can sing like in his stand up comedies... but dooude... he can ACTUALLY sing!!!! = D
I say see it... I am not going to say anything about the plot... just my 2 cents... and that is it...
Look how damn pretty Beyonce is.... GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
*BANG BANG YOUR DEAD 50 BULLETS IN YOUR HEAD*
Yes... Lily Chan is growing up.
On Saturday the 3rd of Feb, a monumental day, the Red Man and Cowboy met at the Waterhole (Lily's Place) and were able to co-operate and not kill each other... (well not literally).
Games were played... Tummies were filled with sweet goodies such as chocolates, marshmallows and fruit cake.
Cowboys and Indians?
Lily who was the perfect host, dressed up as an Indian Princess with plaits and feathers in her hair.
I dressed up as a cowboy, shorts, white singlet with an orange long leave top which had some embroidery which looked western-ish, and to top it off, I had a red neckerchief and a cowboy hat.
Will dressed up as a cowboy too... he looked sooo good = D Very cute in his checkered top, cowboy hat and neckerchief (despite the fact he took the damn neckerchief off immediately).
Da Party
I, a tardy Cowgirl, came 2 hours late to the gathering as I had to send my Aunt and Uncle to the airport. Twas a lil cut that I missed out on the chocolate eating-coat and hat wearing-game that I used to play at Saints Club with Lils and Jess.
But, luckily, as soon as Will and I arrived, the marshmallow game commenced! Jess and I eagerly volunteered... yea... twas a tricky, messy game = D Everyone involved had to start with one marshmallow in their mouth and say "Chubby Bunnies". After everyone in the game has said it, everyone then has to put in another marshmallow (making sure not to eat the first one) and then say "Chubby Bunnies" again. This keeps on going till people can no longer say "Chubby Bunnies" properly, and the person who lasts wins.
We then played charades. Jess, Stoff, Will and I were in one group, and we were given the word "traffic light". We came up with the idea to have Will, Jess and myself stand like a totem pole (as in me kneeling, Jess standing directly behind me and the Will behind Jess). Me being on the bottom was to be the green light, Jess, the amber light and Will as the red light. Stoff was to be a car who would follow the directions of the light... first go-ing, then slowing down, then stopping... well... not so much stopping, but he was going to do some wicked ass swerving.
Yea... ours was sooo well done... that Stoff did not even have to start driving for the party to guess what our word was. = D
We then had speeches and cake... HmMmMmM cakkkeee... yummo. Mrs Chan had made the cake and it was decorated by Anabel. It was sooo yummo bummo. = D
Overall the party was GREAT FUN = D Such innocent, playful fun....
Happy Birthday Lils = D
(Pics will be uploaded soon... once I get them from Lils = P)
Here are the pics = D
Will, Me, Lils, Jess & Stoff.... on the Cool Couch
The 3 Musketeers!
Group Pic!!!
Yes... Lily Chan is growing up.
On Saturday the 3rd of Feb, a monumental day, the Red Man and Cowboy met at the Waterhole (Lily's Place) and were able to co-operate and not kill each other... (well not literally).
Games were played... Tummies were filled with sweet goodies such as chocolates, marshmallows and fruit cake.
Cowboys and Indians?
Lily who was the perfect host, dressed up as an Indian Princess with plaits and feathers in her hair.
I dressed up as a cowboy, shorts, white singlet with an orange long leave top which had some embroidery which looked western-ish, and to top it off, I had a red neckerchief and a cowboy hat.
Will dressed up as a cowboy too... he looked sooo good = D Very cute in his checkered top, cowboy hat and neckerchief (despite the fact he took the damn neckerchief off immediately).
Da Party
I, a tardy Cowgirl, came 2 hours late to the gathering as I had to send my Aunt and Uncle to the airport. Twas a lil cut that I missed out on the chocolate eating-coat and hat wearing-game that I used to play at Saints Club with Lils and Jess.
But, luckily, as soon as Will and I arrived, the marshmallow game commenced! Jess and I eagerly volunteered... yea... twas a tricky, messy game = D Everyone involved had to start with one marshmallow in their mouth and say "Chubby Bunnies". After everyone in the game has said it, everyone then has to put in another marshmallow (making sure not to eat the first one) and then say "Chubby Bunnies" again. This keeps on going till people can no longer say "Chubby Bunnies" properly, and the person who lasts wins.
We then played charades. Jess, Stoff, Will and I were in one group, and we were given the word "traffic light". We came up with the idea to have Will, Jess and myself stand like a totem pole (as in me kneeling, Jess standing directly behind me and the Will behind Jess). Me being on the bottom was to be the green light, Jess, the amber light and Will as the red light. Stoff was to be a car who would follow the directions of the light... first go-ing, then slowing down, then stopping... well... not so much stopping, but he was going to do some wicked ass swerving.
Yea... ours was sooo well done... that Stoff did not even have to start driving for the party to guess what our word was. = D
We then had speeches and cake... HmMmMmM cakkkeee... yummo. Mrs Chan had made the cake and it was decorated by Anabel. It was sooo yummo bummo. = D
Overall the party was GREAT FUN = D Such innocent, playful fun....
Happy Birthday Lils = D
(Pics will be uploaded soon... once I get them from Lils = P)
Here are the pics = D
Will, Me, Lils, Jess & Stoff.... on the Cool Couch
The 3 Musketeers!
Group Pic!!!
Its 8.13am on a Thurs-dee, and I am writing a blog entry.
Why so early? One may ask.
Well its because I have been soo dang busy, that I have not had any time at all to write and this morning for some strange reason, I have some time to burn.
Lets do a re-cap on what has happened.
Friday 27th January
Aussie Aussie Aussie!!!!!!!!!!! Australia Day was good. Despite not trekking down to the city foreshore (floorshore to Will = D) as most Perth-ians would have done, I trekked down to Booragoon to hang with the Will-meister. Me being such an enthusiast, I had dressed in the good ol' Aussie green and gold, with a temp tattoo of the Aussie flag on my arm. (It was temporary literally... din even last me the day... damn you sunscreen!!!)
Anywho we ended up doing one of the MOST Aussie things one could do... and that was trekk to the beach (Cott) in 40 degree heat. (Crazy Australians right?) On our quest to the coast for natural cooling we were joined by Adrian and Chia Hui who provided us with the means to get there and with the all so essential shade providing facility (an umbrella).
The water was dead dead dead... no waves. Usually I'd be like "awww crap" because I think waves are cool and are more fun to swim in rather than flat water. But since today was a stinker, it was great. As I just wanted to laze around in the water, and not have to fight the dumpers.
Will brought his el cheapo snorkel (which is still V good) and we had a lil look at the reef that was there and saw "all the fishies swimming in the water..."
Adrian and Chia Hui invited us to all you can eat Indian... which was yummo bummo! It was really interesting, and healthy food!!! Afterwards Will and I raced against time to the Raffels and watched the skyworks from behind the new apartments. It was cloudy and muggy, but the fireworks were awesome, especially since mother nature had decided to upstage them, and gave us some pretty sick lighting.
This Week
Well this week I have been busy non-stop. Monday to Tuesday I have been in DJs Menswear from 9.30-5.30pm. It has been pretty quiet as one can expect from the menswear dept. Wednesday I worked at Calverley Johnston (CJs) and today I am to work in DJs Menswear again from 9.30am-9pm.
Menswear is pretty alright hey. I think I am settling in a bit now, and do not want to move again. I dont mind staying in menswear. Um... yea... its getting close to the go time, so I better sign off!
Why so early? One may ask.
Well its because I have been soo dang busy, that I have not had any time at all to write and this morning for some strange reason, I have some time to burn.
Lets do a re-cap on what has happened.
Friday 27th January
Aussie Aussie Aussie!!!!!!!!!!! Australia Day was good. Despite not trekking down to the city foreshore (floorshore to Will = D) as most Perth-ians would have done, I trekked down to Booragoon to hang with the Will-meister. Me being such an enthusiast, I had dressed in the good ol' Aussie green and gold, with a temp tattoo of the Aussie flag on my arm. (It was temporary literally... din even last me the day... damn you sunscreen!!!)
Anywho we ended up doing one of the MOST Aussie things one could do... and that was trekk to the beach (Cott) in 40 degree heat. (Crazy Australians right?) On our quest to the coast for natural cooling we were joined by Adrian and Chia Hui who provided us with the means to get there and with the all so essential shade providing facility (an umbrella).
The water was dead dead dead... no waves. Usually I'd be like "awww crap" because I think waves are cool and are more fun to swim in rather than flat water. But since today was a stinker, it was great. As I just wanted to laze around in the water, and not have to fight the dumpers.
Will brought his el cheapo snorkel (which is still V good) and we had a lil look at the reef that was there and saw "all the fishies swimming in the water..."
Adrian and Chia Hui invited us to all you can eat Indian... which was yummo bummo! It was really interesting, and healthy food!!! Afterwards Will and I raced against time to the Raffels and watched the skyworks from behind the new apartments. It was cloudy and muggy, but the fireworks were awesome, especially since mother nature had decided to upstage them, and gave us some pretty sick lighting.
This Week
Well this week I have been busy non-stop. Monday to Tuesday I have been in DJs Menswear from 9.30-5.30pm. It has been pretty quiet as one can expect from the menswear dept. Wednesday I worked at Calverley Johnston (CJs) and today I am to work in DJs Menswear again from 9.30am-9pm.
Menswear is pretty alright hey. I think I am settling in a bit now, and do not want to move again. I dont mind staying in menswear. Um... yea... its getting close to the go time, so I better sign off!