On the Road

Today I had my first driving lesson!!WOOHOO!!And over here they don't hav a secluded area for you to learn.You learn on the road.I had a great experience,nicked the curb about 3 times..haha.but it's all the process of learning.My instructor first told me everything I needed to know and then we headed of onto the open road.

Well I drove around my area, and then back home.Which was pretty cool.At the end my instructor said I drove pretty well for a person who has never driven before.well lets see how it goes...

Tribute to Fred

So who is this Fred??Don't worry it's not a guy..lol..OMG!It's not a guy,then what is it.It's my one and only guitar.haha.


So yeah that's good ol' Fred.Had him since last year Dec,yeah it's not that long but I started playing the guitar since March of last year.So this month will be officially one year I've been playing guitar,though not Fred ofcourse.lol.

Before I played the guitar, I played the piano. I played it since kindergarten till 16, yes that long.But I never really fancied it.In fact I made a few teacher cry before.lol.Quite scary actually.Well I stopped when I went to NZ and then while I was here my cousin had 3 guitars,which he hardly ever played.And since I had so much time last year i decided to pick up the guitar.I asked my cuz to teach me,but he learned classical so it was mainly pluckin.I became more interested in strumming because of the Christian Music influence.So after that I decided to turn to Mr.You tueb.lol.So yes I learned online.You can learn almost anything online now,so take advantage of it.At the beginning,changing chords was a pain stakingly slow.Really annoying when you really want to do something but you can't.My fingers burned but thankfully it wasn't that bad.I know some girl see my fingers and said guitar is not going to be their thing.hehe.but hey no pain no gain.

So now playing the guitar for a year,no regrets.I can change to certain with ease,loving it.Played in ISCA and cg once which was good i guess.I really do wanna get better but this year I can't play as much cause of my studies but I'm going to keep on goin.Oh and how Fred got his name,was because of Benice.Not sure why Fred but I think it was sorta of a random thing that just came uo eh Be.lol.So now my guitar is known as Fred.Go Loud PPL!

My Stats Exam

Last night I dreamt that I accidently killed my brother.ok ok.Don't freak out.I dreamt that I was hunting down a criminal,and when I was shooting him down my brother walked across the line of fire.Three shots right across his chest.Drop dead.I ran down and I couldn't believe what just happened.I ran from the scene going to a machine which could manipulate time.I've dreamt many dreams with this machine and every time i pressed it I went back in time.This time I pressed it.Nothing happened.I pressed again.Nothing.I didn't what was wrong.I could always go back but not this time.Well after that I'm not sure what happened after that but my bro didn't die and I saw him with my parents.

So you guys must be thinkin, "Chloe has gone psycho yeah." Well dreams are wacked yeah.

Well I woke up the next morning and went to school. When i reach to my first class my calculus teacher asked me why I didn't turn up for my stats exam.I asked her, "Isn't it today?" Well apparently not.Oh shit.Now I'm screwed.Anyway what's done is done.I could change time and wished that I went yesterday.I was gloomy and moody the whole day that my photography teacher was worried about me.I just told him I missed my stats exam.I was so angry with myself.My friends told it's only three credits,not attempting is better than fail.But I knew I could have gotten at least merit.could be,would been,should have, all past tense.well yeah I sound emo but then hey what's done is done.learn from it.

Wassup?

So what's been going on Chloe's life?lol

Well what else..school lo..hehe..but i'm no longer sitting by myself anymore!yipee!lol i sound pathetic don't I.Year 13 is killing me,compared to last year i would say last year was a breeze.I'm already stressed with the workload even though it's only the first few weeks.

I've got Photography research.
I've got English research.
I've got Biology workbook and a progress test tmr.
I've got Calculus assignment to do.
I've got Stats workbook and an assessment next week.

The only subjsct i don't have homework for now is chemistry but even then it's hard as. I don't take study so I have to do hw at home and I play tennis every other day(yes i know,slow down on tennis...NO!). I also have to lead cg next week, which i'm quite nervous, haven't actually got time to see the word.breath chloe breath.

In english we're reading this novel titled "Fight Club".There's like heaps of sexual references in there, and quite graphic too.gosh.talk about studying text. I'm thinking of taking scholarship photography and maybe chem but lookin at my situation I think i'll reconsider.lol.

Oh and I'm into "The Script"!They totally rock man!I love their songs.AND OH!AMERICAN IDOL!LOL.yes it's back and yes i'm followin it.It's like the only show I follow and I do it online.hmm i shud blog about it one of these days.hehe.

What else having I been doing?Well with school,tennis,cell group and think that's enough for now.lol.I can't wait for the weekend!sleep!ok back to hw...

Creative Writing

Well I just had to produce a piece of creative writing recently. The theme was called "Chapter 1", that means we had to write a chapter one of a book. You could choose your story to be of any genre, sci-fi,western,crime,romance,fantasy,etc...Well I think mine is the most random of the lot.lol. I just wrote while I thought and this is what came out.

The Keys were always known to be impulsive, crazy, adventurous and sometimes even weird. The family consisted of a middle-aged dad who used to be a hippie, a mum who was in a rock band, two boys, a little girl, their grandmother who was always on the rocking chair sleeping and their long floppy eared dog who had a thing for ties.

You should have seen their house, it looked like a wreck. Some say lightning struck it more than once. No doubt they were poor but neither did they care, their famous line, “What’s not broken can’t be fixed.” Sometimes it would seem that Mrs. Keys was reliving her teenage days with the amount of noise coming out of the house and sometimes it would seem that Mr. Keys was giving his kids meditation classes from his hippie days. You could never tell what would happen next in that household.

Mr. Keys worked as a real estate agent and didn’t earn as much as the average Joe. He was six feet tall, had long blonde hair, a little chubbier than what he used to be and a piercing on his left ear. Sometimes he sounded like a beauty pageant, the way he talked about world peace and how he wanted to help the world. Mrs. Keys was almost the opposite, she had short black hair, both ears pierced including the nose, maintained her slim figure and loved metal. She has mellowed down a little since she met Mr. Keys and became a mother, but she was still a rocker at heart.

Their oldest son Falcon, named after Mrs. Keys’ band, was a bit like both of his parents. He was wild, but not too wild to put it simply. He was 13 years old, well built from the tennis he played, pierced ears and a long blonde fringe that almost covered his left eye. He loved to read, write, play his electric guitar and his hobby was collecting guitar picks. Daryl was the second oldest, named after Mr. Keys favourite baseball player and probably the wildest of the lot. He was 10 years old, had spiky black hair, a piercing on his right ear and the rebel of the house. He played the drums and had a great interest in tattoos. If you were to ask him what he wanted to be when he grows up, he would answer, “I want to be like the guy at the tattoo parlour!” He got his first tattoo on his 9th birthday and it wrote “KEYS”. Sometimes he was a bit of a zoosadist, he would take bugs and pull of their antennas and wings just for the fun of it. His dad would have gone ballistic if he ever found out.

Last but not least was little Viv, short for Vivian. She was like her dad, usually quiet, a nature lover and loved bright coloured dresses. Her family nicknamed her “Miss Sunshine” as there was hardly a frown on her face. At just 7 years old, she was as matured as a 15 year old girl. Sometimes she would tell people how to live their life and not know what she was saying. Daryl just thinks she reads too much. All three of them were homeschooled, as Mr. and Mrs. Keys believed that it was their responsibility for their children’s education. Since they were poor, they could not afford to send grandma to an Old Folks Home, so she had to stay with them. Mr. Dibs, their dog, came to be in their household when he was hit by a car and they cared for him.

A normal day at the Keys’ house started of with Mr. Dibs barking his head off, waking the entire household like a rooster in the morning. Well it wasn’t early in the morning, more like early afternoon. Mr. Keys would be rushing down the stair, sometimes even roll down, trying to get his tie from playful Mr. Dibs. He was always late for work; it’s a wonder why he isn’t fired. Mrs. Keys would be frantically making breakfast and screaming for the kids to wake up. Falcon as usual would be taking his time to wake up, dragging his feet with his eyelids half closed and then dunking his head into the basin. Ignoring his mum’s screaming and Mr. Dibs barking, Daryl would continue sleeping, dreaming of drums and tattoos. Little Viv would be already awake since Mr. Dibs’ alarm call. She would go to the bathroom, freshen up and change into one of her bright coloured frocks.

After they were done with breakfast, Mrs. Keys would assign them school work to do, even though half the time it never gets done. During any break time, the kids would be running around the house or doing something really crazy. Sometimes they were quietly plotting an evil scheme or sometimes they would dress up like red Indians and make heaps of noise in the garden. When do they make the most noise you wonder? Band practice. Mrs. Keys would gather her kids, turn on the amps and they would have a jamming session. You could imagine the scene, Falcon on his electric, Daryl on the drums, Mrs. Keys on either the keyboard or another electric and little Viv on the vocals. You could see the house vibrate and music resonating out from the house. It was probably the highlight of the day, with the neighbours not approving of it too much.

By the time Mr. Keys came home, the house would be twice the mess as when he left. Mrs. Keys would be cooking dinner while the kids would do whatever they wanted. They would sometimes go to the playground and take Mr. Dibs for a walk or play in the fields with their friends. Yes, they did have friends. When it came dinner time, Mr. Keys would gather them, say a short prayer and they would eat as one big happy family. Jokes, laughter, exchange of news and definitely noise were brought to the dinner table. At nightfall, the kids would be in their room doing work or gathered around the family TV watching their favourite sitcom. By 10 o’clock Mrs. Keys would ask the kids to go to bed, but of course with a bit of fuss from them. When they were in bed finally, Mr. and Mrs. Keys would snuggle together and enjoy each others company.

It looked like everything was going fine. Though the family had quirks, they loved each other and had a strong family bond. But everything was about to change and it started with Mr. Keys becoming very ill.

Shadow of the Day

Well I posted this on my Facebook but I decided to try again on my blog just for the fun of it.hehe.

RULES:
1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.
4. Tag 10 friends
5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.
6. Have Fun!

IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?
Better Than Life-Hillsong (lol yeah)

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Inconsolable-Backstreet Boys (Heartbroken again!gosh..)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Lips of An Angel-Hinder (WHOAH!)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Five Minutes to Midnight-Boys Like Girls (OMG it seriously is 5 min to midnight!)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Damaged-Danity Kane (um not very sure about this..)

WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?
Tattoo-Jordin Sparks (ooooooooo..hehe)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Happy Birthday-Click 5 (thank u! lol)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Easy-Paula Deanda (yeah i was an easy child)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Face Down-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus (lol)

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Never Too Late-Three Days Grace (random)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Superman-Five for Fighting (hahah so they r,superwomen to b precise)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Elevator-Timbaland (yes it has been an elevator ride)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
It Ends Tonight-All American Rejects (lol looks like it ends here,so there's no growing up)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
When I'm Gone-Simple Plan (what is he thinking when i'm gone)

WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
The Motivation Proclamation-Good Charlotte (hahah)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Glorified-Parachute Band (sounds self indulgent lol)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Gotta Be Somebody-Nickleback (i love to impersonate ppl)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Signal Fire-Snow Patrol (no idea)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Someday-Nickleback (yes someday i'll tell u :P)

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
It's Not Over-Jesse McCartney (i don't want it to be over!)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Smack That-Akon (LOLOLOL)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Shadow of the Day-Linkin Park

Walking In Memphis-Marc Cohn

I love this song!A classic!

Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blue
In the middle of the pouring rain
W C Handy, won't you look down over me?
Yeah, I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be...

Then I'm walking in Memphis,
I was walking with my feet ten feet off Beale,
Walking in Memphis,
But do I really feel the way I feel?

Saw the ghost of Elvis on Union avenue,
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now, security they did not see him
They just hovered around his tomb.
But there's a pretty little thing waiting for the King
Down in the jungle room

They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you got a prayer in Memphis...

Now, Muriel plays piano every friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
She said "Tell me, are you a Christian, child?"
And I said "Ma'am, I am tonight."

Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain