Memebase

This is the greatest website in the world, hands down. Ever since my friend Adam told me about it I have been on there at every chance I can get, I have spent the last week at tafe doing absolutely jack shit because I spend all day on this website. And then my teacher thinks I'm having some sort of seizure because I'm laughing so much, and it sounds like one of those 'husky, I've been smoking a pack a day for the last ten years' laugh because I'm sick, which makes me laugh even more because I sound like a retard. Anyway, if you have not been on this website, one; get your fucking act together and get on it right now and two; pretty much what I said in one, like seriously, get off Facebook you lazy wankers and get on it! I can assure you that you will not be disappointed, and if you are, you must be mentally challenged. Not even kidding, I've never met someone who I've shown the website to or who already goes on it that doesn't think it's the best shit ever, it's so hilarious. I'm on it right now saving some pictures to post on here and I'm already dying of laughter, ah man. Okay, so I'll give you all a little preview of the incredibleness of the website and post a few pictures, but only if you promise to check out the website yourself, okay? Good, well here you go. Enjoy mother fuckers. 

www.memebase.com go, go, go!

Life without a phone

I am seriously dying right now. My phone's been disconnected because Three suck giant hairy balls and love to make my life miserable and won't let me contact anyone. I wish I didn't depend on my phone so much, because in the times when I don't have it, it's like torture. It just sits there, wanting to be touched. Wanting my fingers to gently and ever so softly sooth the screen, caress it's lit up face, make it feel loved and like it's actually needed. But, sadly I can't do any of those things. Though I have been playing Oven Break and Traffic Rush like there's no tomorrow cause there's nothing else of interest I can do on my phone other than listen to music. If anyone happens to have a space $500 or so just kicking around, I'd be ever so grateful if you gave it to me. I would love you forever. The only thing keeping me from actually going insane is that I can still receive calls and texts, the day they cut that off is the day I go Scarface on everyones ass'. Until that day though you're all safe, maybe just lock you doors and windows in case...

Adios Amigos.

The good old days

Was just going through my old albums on Facebook and even logged on Myspace (for the first time in years) I love looking through old photos and having all the memories from that day come back. I can literally remember everything that happened, it's crazy I have such a good memory. But anyway, so yeah, I found all these really fun photos from years ago. They were such good times, so here you go. Thought I'd post some of them.

Alexandra's Birthday 2010.

Alexander, Clare and Nicolas. Having a dip in the lake.

Alexandra's Birthday.

Alexandra's Birthday 2009.

My best friend Amy and I.

Amy and I on school camp 2009.

Alexandra and I, being dirty Mexican's.

Alexandra and I sailing at camp 2009.

Alexandra and I at camp 2009.

Amy and I.

Amy, Lauren and I. On the way to Formal last year.

Gareth and I in Grade 3. Lookin' good.

On the way to Formal.

Amy and I, playing with little Charlie.

Lauren and I.

Lauren and I at my birthday last year.

Little Devon <3

Looking like babe, on my 18th.

On the way to my birthday dinner.

Amy and I.

My brothers and I at Easter.

Shit, shit and more shit

It's so funny how quickly things change. I feel like I'm never prepared or ready for it, and it always leaves me in a worse place then when I started. I've come to the point where no matter how hard I try, no matter how much I believe things will get better, or that this 'change' is for the better. The harder it hits me, things will never be different, and that it's not really change. It's just more bullshit with a different name, and I am just going to have to live with that. The only problem is, that's easier said than done. It would be so much easier if I could just place all these thoughts and worries in a part of my mine and never have to think about them. But when you have a constant reminder of them it makes it almost impossible to forget. I feel like I'm carrying around so much heartache and so much disappointment that I will never be able to get rid of it, that it will be stuck with me forever. I don't want that more than anything, because I know it's turning me into someone I'm already starting to hate. I've lost so much in my life, and gained so very little. It's almost unfair. And I want more than anything to believe that somehow things will be different in the future,  but I can't bring myself to see it happening.

I miss this so much, being genuinely happy.

Doctor Wu

Tafe today was pretty shitty, as per usual. Probably wasn't the best move giving me computer work and then leaving me to 'do it' cause that's never going to happen. I spent majority of the day on Twitter. Just talked shit with Steph (who was sitting next to me) and teased Liridon about having Bieber fever. By the end of the day it started to get fun, I think the cold weather and the numerous cups of hot chocolate got to my head and made me a total spastic, I was laughing at everything and talking absolute nonsense all afternoon. My tummy actually hurt from laughter. Oh I also had the pleasure of sitting next to a woman on the bus home who stunk like piss. It really was splendid!

Anyway, the main point of this was to tell you what I'm doing right now. And that is watching a Steely Dan concert from last year. Okay so if you don't know who Steely Dan are I advice that you get your shit together asap and give them a listen. Donald Fagen and Walter Becker have got to be two of the most amazing musicians, it's absolutely crazy how good they are. They have been making music since 1972 and they still sound just as amazing now, as they did then. I own every single one of their albums, my favorites would be Aja, Katy Lied, Can't Buy A Trill and The Royal Scam. Actually scrap that, every album is pure gold.

I think if they came here (which I doubt would ever happen, cause anyone who's any good never come to Australia) I wouldn't even know what to. Probably have some sort of cardiac arrest. Anyway, that's all folks.

Laters on the menjai bro montana.

Oh, and this is me

This one's cuter ^_^

Rainbows and Unicorns

So I thought I'd give one of these blog things a crack, something other than Facebook to waste my time on. I have many thoughts and opinions so prepare to hear about them on a regular basis. And if you don't like it, you should probably gtfo.

I guess I should give a little introduction into the life of me. My names Emily Doran, I'm 18 years old, I love long walks on the beach and playing with my pet unicorn. Anything else you'd like to know? Read this shit, and you'll probably find out.

Roger that, over and out.