olga's thoughtful reflections

so it is the eve of another week in gippsland. this weekend was hellishly crazy...and i'm left wondering where it has disappeared to. quick update on our darling amy's 21st celebration. it was lovely and hot...and got hotter as the night progressed. industrial fans really don't do much for the cooling down of 50 or so people. our "play" was a hit...with amy and anyone else who had a sense of humour that is! skip to night time where we crashed amy's house...and watched 6 episodes of season 4 sex and the city on the dvd that we bought her...and a few hours later conked out at about 4.30am. speed on to today where we surprisingly got ready in little time and made our merry way to southland. proceeded to spend some time there...got very very very sleepy and went back to amy's for cake...mmm...chocolate mousse cake. which kinda brings me back to my own little hut which i have spent like...no time at this weekend. and again i have not packed ANYTHiNG. so much for organisation. so moral of the story for this weekend "Happy Birthday Amy Baby!!". may there be many more...and may we REALLY celebrate on your real birthday...with lots and lots of alcohol.

oh yes there was supposed to be some thoughtful reflection in this. like any of it is ever thoughtful or reflective for that matter. ANYWAY...i often wonder whether we take our friendshipes for granted. to know that our close friends will be there through all the complexities that are our lives...to let them get away with anything (ie. SMSing at 5am in the morning)...and to have lasted through many years together. to have to dress them in fitting rooms...provide retail advice...to spend many hours in the car together...spend many hours EATiNG together. i don't know what brought this attack of thinking on. it makes me wonder what exactly makes a friendship work the way it does. well, it goes to say that "men may come and go, but friends will be there forever". oh i know what it was...we were watching a sex and the city episode about something or other and they were talking about friends.

olga signing off...she has to go pack her bag...again. two more weeks of country living and then it's BACK TO REAL WORLD!!

chadstone is hell

i just came back from two hours of hell at chadstone. i never want to do that ever again. i HATE shopping at chadstone!!!!! anyway...amy if you ever read this. you better be bloody grateful how much crap we had to endure to get your stuff ready for tonight. the big night. the night that isn't even your real bday night.

on a better note...i did get a new mini...which is er kinda short. like shorter than the famed toolbelt. that's all i have to write on that. i am attempting to space out my paragraphs instead of having one big chunk.

ok i have to get back to wrapping all this stuff. the joys of birthdays.

Tropicana

*jeannie singing at the top of her lungs* Go on hitch a ride on the back of a butterfly...there's no better way to fly...get to me..I look around...what i've got...and without you it ain't alot...but i've got everything...with you everything

That ain't good old blue eyes, frank sinatra, as annie was singing all that time ago in case you were wondering...frankie old buddy just ain't my kinda style in music.

*jeannie singing yet again* cos after everyday..the wind blows the nighttime my way...and i imagine that you are...above me like a star....

GAVIN DEGRAW (and that bum-of-a-"jeannie's tone deaf"-bum anne) EAT YOUR HEART OUT!!!!
helga singing out *YODALADIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

p.s. this behaviour COULD be and most probably SHOULD be excused just purely on the aspext that i am currently sick and am drugged up quite significantly at the moment...however you guys all know me and know that this is just normal behaviour....

i'm BACK! for the lovely weekend

dear troopers. i am back from second week in the country...for the weekend at least. i thought our blog looked so lonely and forlorn i had to add a spark of red to it. and now that i have added it. i am going to bed. gavin degraw ROCKS! i was actually there. 2 metres away. jeannie can contend with photos. and if she sang out to gavin degraw. she would deafen him. like i am already. MUAH HAH HAH! olga signing out [AROOOOOOOOOOOOOO]

The lights are on but nobody's home...

Wow...who would have thought that for a glorious 11 days that you guys, you faithful (and prehaps oftenly bored enough) you who actually come and visit our corner of the WWW, have gotten nothing....nil....nada....zip....nol.....from any one of us viking mistresses??

Planets must be aligned....i mean how rare is it to get 4 chicks simultaneously quiet?? At the same time. Oh wait....that's what simultaneously means...

Someone had to break it....'nuff said.

Helga singing out (to Gavin D.) *YODALADIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

so long, farewell

olga is off....to the wonderful world of gippsland in exactly 24 hours. so i have logged in to bid you all farewell. FAREWELL! i am off for FIVE weeks...oh someone save me please. anyway never fear i will be back on weekends. so you have totally gotten rid of me yet. and no i am not RUNNING AWAY although it might seem like it. i actually have to go for study reasons. until then. i love you all. i will miss you dearly. and goodbye. you will not see the red writing for awhile. omg. it is hard to read sarcasm right??!! olga will still read these posts though. keep me entertained. and i HAVE RECEPTION OUT THERE!!! PLEASE CALL ME!!!! *begging for dear life* olga signing off [MUAH HAH HAH HAH]

OFF WITH HER HEAD!

So said the great almighty Queen PooPooHead...

actually she didn't cos i still have my head...pleaded and cried my way through in keeping it...evidence??

MSN CONVOSATION : 3:27pm Thursday 4th Nov 2004.

[helga] [jeanz] RIP AWAY!!!!!!!!!!! says:
DO I GET TO KEEP MY HEAD?!?!?!


zelda rox! stupid distributed! says:
yes u can keep that little white head of urs
actually....BIG white head

Helga singing out *YODALADIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

olga bean: queen of BS

i am ready to keel over and die. i have been on a spiritual quest for meaning for the last 2 days and i am ready to smash my head against the wall. "do it!" i hear you all say. too bad i think i already lost a few brain cells with the amount of caffeine and sugar in my system. I HATE FREAKING ESSAYS...ESPECIALLY THOSE STOOPID DEEP PHILOSOPHICAL ONES ABOUT ILLNESS AND SPIRITUALITY. ok i feel much better. actually i'm almost finished anyway and ready to send it off to my tutor. then i will officially be on holidays for say the next 4 days. and then olga is off to the wonderful world of gippsland. "don't go!" you say...but i must assure you my dear viking mistresses...i will be back. *sobs* i don't think anyone will miss me anyway so why do i bother. this happens when everyone is on freaking swotvac...you start talking to yourself because there isn't anyone else to talk to. my head is pounding...like "doof doof doof" pounding. too much caffeine. olga needs sleep. lots of it. can't. stoopid caffeine. going to lie in bed and listen to the buzzing noises in my head. olga crawling off to bed.

Queen PooPooHead

Apparently i have committed high treason for allegedly "dumping" the almighty Queen PooPooHead (aka Annie....). I have no defense, except this...the lure of money is too much...particulary when through a rather stoopid mistake of my own i inadvertently transferred much of my money in an account to my credit card....to look at a bank statement and see that you only have $5.48 in your account is depressing.

Please don't chop off my head Fannie PooPooHead.

Helga singing out (perhaps for the last time...) *YODALADIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO*

moon river...

i'm crossing u in style some day.... oh dream maker... u heart breaker... wherever ur going i'm going ur way.... two drifters...off to see the world...there such a lot of world to seeeeeeee......... we've after the same rainbow's end... waiting round the bend... my huckle berry friend... moon river and meeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i LOVE frank!
and he's mega distracting to my studying... but its easy to distract urself studying for distributed... but frank is sooo charming... sweeping me off my feet... i'm flying...
oh... and singing frank in ICT while there are other people around is mega embarraasing! even if ur swept off ur feet!...oh and grooving along...an additional embarrassment...
got lots of weird looks...
yes... once again i find myself in the ICT... i think its my second home now... might as well move in and sleep here... actually no... too many "internationals" around... not that there's anything wrong with them...its me... can't stand all that yakking!
jeannie dumped me today!!! *sniff sniff* how totally mean!
Fannie... i have present for u... so remind me to give it to u... its like 2 months late.
and shaz... my white shoes better not be green!
i think that's all... distributed taunting me...
*mOooOOOOOOOoooNriveRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*