Dear Shannon, I know you are concern about Ed. As I said there is nothing we can do. Please be kind to your poor parents. I certain do not want daddy to have a stroke.We all have enough problems without you adding on to it. You will have to let go of Edmund. He is 24 and there is nothing we can do. So please have mercy on us. Whatever wrong I have done please forgive me. and do not keep torturing me. Mum
this weekend was awesome. in the most awesome sense of the words awesome.
for those in various other parts of the world, australia has changed political parties from a conservative government to a slightly less right - and authoritarian - option. the labour party has depended on the greens for much of their preferences to get into power, and therefore owe (us? them?) the australian public a commitment to a more liberal society, better schools and education, better workplace laws, and most importantly: progressive policy on the environment.
i like rudd. i like gillard more. she is australia's very first female deputy prime minister. the national party does not provide the deputy after this election! the Liberals are in disarray, with no clear leadership. tonight (whilst wasting time on the internet) i discovered that jackie kelly, the ex-liberal MP for lindsey, was supportive of the citizen electoral council, who actively campaign against the greens and are climate change sceptics.
my weekend:
i handed out leaflets for philip nitschke in one of the polling booths in menzies. i decided that i hate kev andrews so much that it was the thing i could do that would have the best impact. but also i support pro-choice.
so i ended up at three separate parties (as such). the nitschke party at the bulleen senior cits club was awesome. we walked in and we were the youngest there by about 15 years (the next oldest was fiona nitschke, who must in turn be at least 15 years younger than philip). chris was sulky at first, saying he couldn't relate to the crowd. later, when it became apparent that howard was losing bennelong, and that labour was ahead... it certainly was something to see oldies (the crowd mainly being member of the "dying with dignity" group, and therefore the mean age was around 75) cheering for labour wins and booing and hissing at liberal wins...
the free food was good. as was the red wine and leffe beer...
then on to chris' for watching the majority of the count. chris' housemate burst into tears when kerry announced that john had rung kev to congratulate him.
i went out again at midnight on my own to go drinking at meyers place with some other people. got home at 7am. the melbourne streets were full of young people singing and dancing...
i had a relatively sore head sunday morning. especially since ben woke me at midday to get breakfast, as he was very concerned about feeding the cat. we got breakfast on brunswick street, again surrounded by happy smiling young people... i made plenty of jokes about "the bad smell from the last 11 years has lifted"... went to the tote and had beer, went to lentils at abbottsford and had wine... went home and slept very well...
today in the news was rudd talking about saying sorry, abolishing workchoices and organising meeting with the states to co-ordinate the fixing of hospitals and schools.
my head feels clearer knowing that i have my preferred prime minister in power...
friday: perth was brilliant. flight was really early, then i went to the beach, walked through fremantle, met up with janette at our (not so up to scratch) posh hotel, went for dinner, complained about the cost of living in perth, met up with scott, janelle and dylan, got pissed and went to bed. after trolling every posh hotel in perth.
saturday: got up, booked out, booked into the backpackers. meditated for an hour then headed to the venue. sat at the incoming gate for 4 hours, sitting in the sun, chatting to the security guard and waiting to welcome the band in. met rob's guitar tech jeremy. met some guys waiting, who let us into their spot in the queue. got second row, slightly to stage right, in front of robert. was hoarse, deaf, and drained of everything afterwards. the sound was great. smiles from all of the band. got a kick out of seeing tape/open, hot hot hot, push, the kiss, shake dog shake, deep green sea, wrong number, 100 years, and pretty much everything else. i don't like the self titled albums, and us and them grated a bit. the fucked up a few times but thats okay. crowd was not pushy at all, lots of dancing and grinning. jeremy gave me a setlist. sat around the gate after, then followed them to pot black in hell (that is, northbridge). touched base with michael, who told us to go home. so we used to dunnies, got a kebab and went back to the hostel.
sunday: got up about midday, got picked up by belle and taken to fremantle for breakfast overlooking the indian ocean with her friends catherine and um... (i can't remember EVERYONEs name!) yeah. tried to go t-shirt shopping and failed. back to the hostel and watched my brother on australian idol. ate pizza, had a few drinks and and early night.
monday: early flight out meaning a 06:20 bus from outside the hostel. at $3.40 its a bargain. met nathalie and bill at the airport. cabbed into adelaide together, and nathalie decided to throw her stuff into the pile at our very dodgy 3 star hotel. headed to the venue after a (cheap!) burger at the pub next door, were some of the first lining up. had a nuts gay girl in the queue who i wanted to punch. the show itself was a teeny bit disappointing, the sound wasn't great. being dead centre in front of robert was nice though. said gay girl danced to lullaby and just like heaven, and took off for smokes during the non-singles, only to push her way back to the front row again for more singles, and text her friends while bored. after we regrouped. went to the next-door pub again and progressed towards pissedness. went to the casino at closing for mixed drinks, and dancing upstairs to george michael. stumbled out around 4am, very merry, with the intention of going to the hyatt for cocktails, and bumped into simon being a tramp. nothing more to say about that except that i had to damage control with this girl who had no lift home. back to the casino for more bevvy's. nathalie had a very early flight and grabbed her stuff and got into a cab very pissed.
tuesday: booked a midday checkout for the hotel. jane called and went out for pasta up the street and catch up. cabbed it to the airport. janette was on the flight with the band to brisbane. i felt forlorn and like a piker on my flight back to melbourne. was still stinking of booze 9pm that night according to boy.
wednesday: checked online and saw that there were still g/a tickets to the first sydney show. went to tute at 11am in at latrobe. used the time to get a international student card. dropped into ticketmaster and bought a thursday night sydney show ticket. went home and booked the train to sydney. got on the train at 8pm.
thursday: arrived in sydney at 8am. found a net cafe, found the location of the wristband handout, ran from central station to king street, got there 15 minutes later, missed out. walked to hostel in kings cross, room wasn't ready, had breakfast around the corner, chatted to locals, fell in love with kings cross. went back to the hostel and fell asleep for a bit. headed to the venue around 3pm, was first there. nathalie was lined up at the opposite entrance. janette joined me around 5 for macdonalds icecream and chips. krispy kremes all around. the opposite doors opened before ours, and it looked like i was banished to the second row to the side of porl. i managed to manipulate it though, and ended up in front of rob with nathalie instead. fabulous show. went to the pumphouse with fuji and the boys for drinks afterwards, then to oxford street, then back to the hostel around 1am for an early night.
friday: woke around 11, then darlinghurst road for late breakfast. none of us were standing tonight, so we went to the pumphouse again and got drunk. made lame unsuccessful attempts to get into the myspace secret show. darren got us guest passes. had chinese barbeque for dinner. best show of the tour. i regret not having g/a and getting down the front but there is only so much one can do... no backstage. went back to the pumphouse for more drinks afterwards. tested the water at the casino and discovered hell. got in a cab and went to a tragic goff club called phoenix on oxford street, then vegas, which was more tragic because i think everyone took themselves very seriously there. at least we didn't have to pay to get in... went back to nathalie's room to meditate for a bit, then got on the train to come home at 8am.
saturday: felt like shit. arrived in melbourne 7pm. piked on the movies with dan. took a lot of panadol. picked up my phone charger from janette in brunswick. ate as much food as i could. was asleep by 11.
sunday: picked up nathalie and janette for breakfast at albion street. got to rod laver around 4pm. i had a seat so i was not fussed about lining up, again i regret this. managed to sort out aftershow stickers through sean and the box office. met bills friend morgan, and brent, and a bunch of other people. sat down around 7pm, chatted to archie the security guard for ages. the show was great, apart from the flow of people constantly walking past my seat in front of me. said security guard let me out onto the dancefloor for the encores but i wasn't able to get anywhere near my friends (who were front row). aftershow was good, i like stella artois. tiana and shane and nick my coffee maker from uni were there too. nathalie got us invited to the after-afterparty. played pool, drank, deejayed, danced until 5am.
best night of my life. still a bit dreamlike.
i'm back at uni. should start my assignments soon... urgh.
anyhow. there is my report. i hope you enjoyed it.
right, so i got me tickets, that is g/a for perth and adelaide, and front row for melbourne. thus far, $390. i also got my flights booked. $410. so $800 for 3 cure shows. beats the $5000 for 1 cure show back in 2001. still. seeing as i work about once a fortnight, and i live off of the dole, its okay. i guess.
i'm only away from thursday to tuesday, it'll be whirlwind. i've promised i won't go to sydney unless i get promos. heh.
i have an exam tomorrow. a difficult one. shit. this stuff has been so distracting...
we missed the gift. went swimming instead. there is a really good waterhole about 1 km upstream from the festival ground. it was ace. better sitting in cold water than scraping my genitals into gravel...
best moment was the soundtrack of our lives. was incredible. datarock and snowman and girltalk were good too. missed the presets. because of the vols shift. thats okay though.
i have a few too many blanks in my memory banks for me to be comfortable...
i passed everything this semester. thank god. woo. nothing yet from alice springs... holding my breath...
i'm sitting here unsuccessfully trying to write and essay...
and my mind wanders back to a conversation i had with a friend last year...
on the train from hamburg to berlin...
it ended with an aweful uncomfortable silence...
and me being quite angry...
my friend claimed that *all* "non-girly girls" were dominant and aggressive.
now those of you that know me know that i'm not really a girl. i'm a person who has no particular gender, who happens to not have a penis. oh okay. i'm female. i'm not in identity crisis. however i'm not really genderised.
and yes, i'm developing leadership skills. and yes i can be charismatic when i need to be.
but i'm not particularly dominant.
my vanity and my attitude towards life are unrelated.
(and for the record, i'm girly about my hair. just not my clothes or beauty products.)
did you know that on average, every australian woman spends approximately $AUS9000 per year on vanity stuff?
Woo! I got a new job! Finally! in a not-for-profit council nursing home!
FINALLY.
Saw the Psychedelic Furs last night. They were totally rad. So good to hear a properly mixed band...
You know about the army, right? Well i went in on monday for the Job Opportunity day thing... i scored 100/100 for the aptitude test... most people didn't finish it... gives me a 150+ IQ. This TOTALLY rules. My recruiting officer, asides from being revolting hott, is a bit blinded by my light i think. ha ha. He so totally wants me to get in...
off to queensland for some r + r in 4 days. that will be GOOD.
sometimes i really really should pull my head in and blend in with the crowd... although i seriously have my doubts as to whether or not i'm capable of doing so.
its been a really difficult 2 weeks, and now we're at the end of it all, i have to get on with other essays...
I am a casual Clinical Assistant who has been with Melbourne Health at the Parkville campus since December 2003. Previous to that I was working with an agency regularly at RMH. In November last year I graduated from the Bachelor of Arts at LaTrobe University, and I successfully was accepted into the Bachelor of Nursing (Graduate Entry 2 year) course at LaTrobe.
I have made Dobre aware of my new position as a Nursing Student, and requested a permanent part time job. There are a few reasons for this: - Being part time rather than casual means that I get choice over the shifts that are available that I can pick up on top of my permanent hours. The convenience of this is obvious: with a busy university schedual (keeping in mind that I am overloading for the 2 year course) this means I can time manage more effectively. If you care to view my recently allocated shifts, you will note that the allocations at the Clinical Assistant department have a habit of throwing me into different shifts. shift work is exhausting and not particularly healthy, especially when you're on lots of different starting times. I would also like to note that casuals in our department do not get paid change of shift. - If I become a permanent staff member for more than 6 months before I leave the Clinical Assistant department, this means that the long service leave I have accrued from my previous 2 1/2 years at RMH will be carried over to my nursing career - It gives me access to such resources as the RMH library (which is currently unavailable to casual workers), and the nursing online databases. - Having a permanent position in a permanent ward means that I will have the opportunity to work with the same staff for a prolonged period of time, which gives me solid references for the future.
Dobre has not seem interested in offering me a permanent position. I was wondering what the view from human resources was towards staff at the infrastructure end of the hospital career ladder educating themselves (without the hospital's management support or particular interest) towards nursing. I have had very few problems whilst working at RMH as a Clinical Assistant. The nursing course is also going really very well.
Please keep my contact with you confidential from Dobre or any of the infrastructure department management. I can be contacted by this email address, or on mobile number 0434402639.
my parent are in town. i had graduation from my philosophy arts degree on friday. nice to have an entire day dedicated to me.
i've decided i want to join the army. i've started an exercise regime which involves weightloss, light cardio, and muscle strength at this stage... in about a month i'm going to start running. and sit ups. must get into army.
there is justification to all this. yes i have ideological problems with the idea of national defence. however. army nursing is the highest standard of nursing training that you can get. and if i get an army scholarship... its $30,000 for my final year of undergraduate study. i won't have to work. salaries start at $53,000 p/a. i do need to lose weight. i've been reasonably healthy since always; i want to be really healthy for a while. i'm sick of being a fatty. so its a massive goal. literally.
uni is going really well. i got an 84% for my first exam, and i've handed everything in on time so far. its been kind of stressful. but its all downhill from here for the semester. passed my injection and vital signs competencies. going out on clinical from the 21st of may or summat. great. nursing homes. my uni friends are really really supportive. i love latrobe.
i've stopped working for the time being, and i'm getting welfare benefits. which is good. i can't stand that place for any extended period of time... well i can, just not if i'm stressed. or studying. it saps away at my motivation. i have some form of nest egg now... i've worked hard enough over the last 6 months...
anyhow. thats probably enough for now. back to this stupid essay. blah blah blah. how you're doin' good.
stripped back my friends list... mainly because i wasn't reading a lot of what come up on my friends list, and i realise that one shouldn't necessarily keep a journal for other people to read... (if you're still on my list, well i read your journal... one of these days i might even leave a comment...)
gosh its been ages since i kept this regularly...
i am a bit lonely these days... and a bit confused about life...
uni is going swimmingly...
wish i could get austudy so i could get some days off...
raspberries everywhere...
i'm thirsty.
i have class in 8 hours. uni is fucking intense. long hours, stupid tasks... get this right... i come home from work at 7am tuesday morning... after working in ICU... and i made it to class at 1pm to... learn how to make bed.
now that sucked.
i quit smoking. well. still in process. guess i always will be...
have you got your ticket to see the international noise conspiracy?
so i had that fight with boss. who, for the record, is a total asshole.
so i dumped the crappy shifts i had been given and went to darwin.
which was nice.
did i ever tell you about the time me and my dad went down a road which had the sign "road flooded" at its entrance? did you know that these signs *do* apply to 4WDs? bah. 4.3 kms from help. i sat in the car trying not to get sunburned. father did the walking. found help. got them to get their 4WD to pull us out. they got bogged too. picked me up on their quad bike. sat on their back veranda and drank beer until parent's boarder come pick us up. went back the next day and found someone with a hilux who pulled us out.
in the 3 1/2 hours i spent with the suzuki in the river i did think that maybe i would die. or something. or that father had.
regardless, it was still fun.
i like darwin. i think once i've finished my nursing training i'll move out there to work for a bit. the pay rate is higher and the work is more interesting. more opportunities for advancement. or something.
uni starts tomorrow. i'm wrecked. i caught the redeye last night via brisvegas and i haven't slept yet.
in good news, steph has moved in here for a bit. which is really really really great. i can't begin to talk about how great that is.
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