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It’s December, the weather is warm-ish (but should be warmer), I’m working 6 days a week (and babysitting most nights) and I’m sick. I don’t enjoy being sick – especially not during my holidays when I have much to do and little time to do it.’

The extra work hours and my sickness can be blamed for my neglect to inform/entertain/whatever I do on this blog that keeps you people reading.

I saw Twilight the other night, I will be giving it a proper review like I did HSM3 – but I’ll put it on my other blog. (URL on the side.) It will be up in the next few days.

Besides seeing Twilight and bookselling and blowing my nose, I haven’t done alot – just (attempt to) sleep and… that’s about it.

Boring, right?

Anyways, I’m going to get back to being sick, and I’ll post a link to my Twilight movie review when I write it!


I have a cold, or the flu, or something like that. And I’m stuck at home, feeling like crapola on a Saturday night. Yup, my life is super tragic.

So, I checked out the TV guide – not alot on. Jumanji’s on, but how many times have I seen that? And I didn’t really enjoy it.

Speaking of Jumanji, I saw that cheap, futuristic remake of it, Zathura, not long ago. It was shockingly appalling. So, whilst I try and work out whether or not I am capable of walking to the video store and back in my ill state, I shall explain to you why I didn’t like Zathura:

Well, it had a lameo story line, it wasn’t all that thrilling and one of the boys (Walter, played by Josh Hutcherson) gets a wish and he wishes for a football. Excuse me, why wouldn’t you wish yourself home and safe? Clearly that would be the intelligent thing to do. But no, he wishes for a football. Man, you can get those back home, where it’s SAFE! Duh!

But see, I could put up with all of that. I could also deal with the creepy looking alien things and the fact that somehow, despite having been attacked by an intense amount of fireballs, and the outside of the house being almost nothing, the interior of the house seemed to retain most of it’s actual structure. (Although, the furniture suffered – which was sad.)

What I truely couldn’t accept was the fact that an astronaut (Dax Shepard) arrived. And not just any astronaut. No, this particular astronaut happened to be the future-self of middle child Walter. And future Walter, who doesn’t let onto his identity, has returned back from the future to make sure that present Walter doesn’t wish away his little brother – because that’s what future Walter stupidly did.

Actually, wait, I could deal with all of that. That was kind’ve cute, in a lameo, kids-Hollywood, teach-you-a-lesson kind of of way.

See, the disturbing this was when older sister Lisa (Kristen Stewart) was unfrozen (she’d been freezed early in the movie), she took one look at future Walter and it was love at first sight – on her end only. I mean real Hollywood style, eyes-get-bright, romantical-music-plays, breath-is-caught kind of love at first sight. Yup, Lisa fell for her future brothers self:

Zathura 1: Being dazzled by future brothers self. Not unlike being dazzled by Edward Cullen – cept Edward’s not incest.

And she followed him around and clung to him like some love sick puppy for a good chunk of the rest of the movie:

Zathura 2: Following sexy future brothers self’s orders, in the hopes of surviving and sexing him.

Seriously, I don’t care if she didn’t know he was her future brothers self! What is this movie trying to tell kids?: “If your future brothers self comes back and doesn’t tell you who he is, it’s totally ok to want to sex him up.”? Man, that’s just sick. Especially for a movie with a G/PG rating.

I’ve got a good mind to report the Zathura people to child services! Yes that includes you, Kristen Stewart, for signing up for such a sicko movie. (Then, they will just have to cast me as Bella in Twilight. Yay! We all win! :P)

No Kristen Stewart, do not give me that look you gave your future brothers self when you realised he was your future brothers self:

Zathura 3: Kristen fears Georgia might actually report her to child services/realises she totally had the sexy hots for her future bros self.

Maybe next time, let’s not sign up for an incestous movie. Yeah, uh-huh, mmm-hmmm.

So now, I really don’t want to watch Jumanji, because it’s just going to remind me of Zathura and thus disturb me.

It’s a Saturday night – why aren’t they catering to all the sick and/or examing older teenage crowd?

I wonder if Chloe has any good dvds hidden in her bedroom?


My lovely readers,

I am sick.

This explains why there has been no sign of me for… 5 days. 😛

Also, my internet crashed, due to the storm or something, the phone line cut out and all.

Just a few quick updates:

1. The AFL Grand Final today was intense. Seriously, those first three quarters, I just could not pick the outcome. But I’m happy the Hawks won. And I did manage to correctly guess which side would kick the first goal: Geelong.
Also, Powderfinger’s cover of It’s A Long Way To The Top (If You Wanna Rock n Roll) was cool, especially the part when they mashed it with their ‘On My Mind’ and when the bagpipes appeared.

2. It’s been raining far too much here. It’s cold and wet and Melbourne is warm and sunny. How does that work?

3. My smallest cat, Ringo (aka Small Butt), tried to go to the bank the other day. We live just off the highway and there’s a bank on the corner, apparently he sat outside the glass doors and miowed, trying to get in. A nice lady from the bank brought him home. She said that he’s not the only cat who hangs around the bank, I believe that the others may be my other two cats (Semmi & Billy) and the neighbours cat (Oscar). Do they have secret monies we don’t know about? I hope so.

4. The post office won’t accept my passport application because the signature on my expired passport (that I signed when I was 14) is different to the signature I use now. (Of course it’s different! You change alot between 14 and 19!) Even though I had 3 forms of photo id and my birth certificate and a Medicare card and a bank statement and my bank card and my university statement.
They also kept asking me for a Mortgage Bill and/or a Property Lease Contract, after I told them I live at home. (Why would a 19 year old have a Mortgage Bill anyways?) Seriously, there’s only five people in Western Australia with my surname, one is me, three are my immediate family and one is some old guy who lives on the other side of town, why wouldn’t I be me?

5. It’s Guild Elections at uni this week. Vote Kate08!


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