Mostly About Rego's

Time is drawing near for the dreaded registering of my car again and whilst this normally is a quite difficult task (especially in the lead up to it financially speaking) this year 'round is proving to be extra difficult. My car is deciding it doesn't want to be co-operative this year apparently and here's why.

I took it to be pink slipped (for those unfamiliar with NSW, Aussie rego's that means a mechanical check/inspection) and you know what those snitching mechanics said?! They said my car was rather under the weather and that it was going to cost me as much as my registration in total (CTP, Pink slip, Rego etc).

Inside i was at boiling point, but on the outside i was calm and polite and said, 'thank you but i can't afford that, so can you just tell me what the total of my pink slip, service and necessary repairs (for my pink slip) is?' Once they did i was a little more friendly about the whole thing, but in the end, i'm still going to have to pay for most of those 'extras' because they're pretty important faults. I'm so cut about that still!!!!!

Cars are just one payment after another and quite frankly, although i'm extremely grateful for the convenience, i'm over how expensive they are to run, especially with this stupid increase in petrol - what's all that about?!

So for this very reason of the increase in living in Sydney, i am being forced to return back to my roots and move back home - eventually. More updates on that closer to the time (for now you should just be happy i've even blogged!).

Have a nice week. I may do.

Tink xoxo

What kind of Writer I am

Gosh....this one is SO true, how do they KNOW?!

WOWWWWWWWW............

You Should Be a Film Writer

You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

What Type of Weather I am

And another just to make you roll your eyes!

You Are Rain

You can be warm and sexy. Or cold and unwelcoming. Either way, you slowly bring out the beauty around you. You are best known for: your touch Your dominant state: changing

What Type of Weather Are You?

My Hillbilly Name

Just to spite y'all!!!

Your Hillbilly Name Is...

Mary Lou Houston

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My PERFECT Job Field

What Job Field Should You be Working In? You are Arts & Humanites! Jobs like Design, Writing/Editing, Photography, Movies,

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My Sense of Humour

the Cutting Edge

(52% dark, 46% spontaneous, 31% vulgar)



your humor style:
CLEAN SPONTANEOUS DARK

Your humor's mostly innocent and off-the-cuff, but somehow there's something slightly menacing about you. Part of your humor is making people a little uncomfortable, even if the things you say aren't themselves confrontational. You probably have a very dry delivery, or are seriously over-the-top.

Your type is the most likely to appreciate a good insult and/or broken bone and/or very very fat person dancing.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: David Letterman - John Belushi





The 3-Variable Funny Test!
- it rules -

If you're interested, try my best friend's best test: The Genghis Khan Genetic Fitness Masterpiece

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 45% on darkness You scored higher than 53% on spontaneity You scored higher than 35% on vulgarity

Link: The 3 Variable Funny Test written by jason_bateman on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Helpful Hints for Having Your Comments Published

Here are some helpful tips to avoid your comments not being published.......

1. Never use the phrase 'Alisha loves >insert name<'.

2. Never disclose embaressing, rude or offensive comments.

So far, this is all i can think of but if i think of anymore, i'll let you know! This should prevent your comments from becoming rejects, your comments will be pointless otherwise!

Happy commenting!

Tink xoxo

My Name in Japanese

(Alisha)

My Sexy Name

My Monster Name

My Cyborg Name

How well-known are you in Hell?

I'm not much good at this 'Christian' blogging thing because i seem to go on about my life rather than what God is teaching me etc. But i want to post a little paragraph here that cropped up in my devotions and seems to be very relevant to life at the moment.

At the moment i think satan is on a soul hunting spree. He's making myself and the people around me feel exhausted, causing us to rely on our own strength and quite frankly, it's annoying and irratating me and i'm not in any mood to let him get away with it this time around.

Usually when something seems to get too hard for me to handle, i quit. I give up and i can't be boethered pursuing the plans God wants to fulfil by using me, because it seems too hard and i seem to get hurt too easily in the process - yet again, putting number 1 first instead of God.

But this time, Satan's efforts are going to be pointless because now that i have identified my weaknesses and have put them in God's hands and rely on HIS strength, satan can't get to me no matter how hard he tries!

Anyway, here's the little paragraph i read in my quiet time with God that was so good i had to blog it considering the circumstances of not only myself but also the people around me.....

How much overtime has the devil to put in, I wonder, because of your willingness to stand up and do something for God? Or to put it another way: How well are we known in hell? One thing is sure - when we stand up and are counted as citizens of the Kingdom then Satan will throw all his weight against us. If you don't want a spiritual battle then stay seated.

Pray for God's strength and endurance to get you through whatever spiritual battles you're facing in your life at the moment. Don't let the enemy keep you seated!!!

Tink xoxo

Boiling Point

Yesterday at work i nearly lost it but tried to remain composed.

A meeting had been organised to be held in our boardroom and they had a lunch organised for themselves. Fine.

At the end of the day we were left to clean up their scraps. Fine. So we cleared all the plates etc and came to realise that all the food left would need to be disposed of.

WHAT?!?!?!

There was a whole tray of filled and cut up baguettes. It was wasteful!!! Why did they overcater? I was so angry. I had to scrap off a plate full of salad rolls because they put too much out and because no-one was hungry enough to eat them. I wanted to yell and scream and do something, i don't know what.

Because as i scraped off the leftovers into the bin, all that went through my head was the skinny, malnourished people in the world who had nothing to eat and there i was scraping off food into a garbage bin. I wanted to cry. It wasn't right.

Why is there so much flippin' waste in the world while there are still people starving and dying because they go without? You'd think that waste would be a sign that we have too much and that everyone has plenty, but it's just not true. People are starving and yet there is still wastage - there's something desperately wrong with that scenario!!!!

On the other hand, IT'S TRUE!!! We HAVE got far too much and what makes me the most angriest is that we don't really care.

'Ah well, just throw it away, it won't keep'

AAARRRGGGHHHHHH........

I HATE HATE HATE IT!!!!!!!! There is so much injustice in a tray of freakin' food!!!!

I once heard a statistic, which i'm not sure is true or not, that said there is enough wealth in the world to be shared evenly throughout the world for all mankind and yet people are still going without - YAHHHHHHHHHH...it makes me so livid?!

Somebody PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE make all this poverty and destitution GO AWAY?!?!?! Blogger words cannot express my frustration!!!

Tink xoxo

Colour Quiz

All this from choosing colours????

haha.....rightio......

Tink xoxo

Alisha took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test! "Takes easily and quickly to anything which provide..." Click here to read the rest of the results.

True Aussie Legends

I'm not usually a fan of the good old forward, but this one was so good that i felt it needed to be blogged. It truly sums up how great it was to be an Aussie kid of the 80's!

I'm an Aussie Legend, keep reading to find out if you are too!

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GROWING UP IN AUSTRALIA

I'm talking about hide and seek in the park. The corner milk bar, hopscotch, billy carts, cricket in front of the garbage bin and inviting everyone on your street to join in, skipping, handball, handstands, elastics, bullrush, catch & kiss, footy on the best lawn in the street, slip'n'slide, the trampoline with water on it, hula hoops, stepping in puddles, mud pies and building dams in the
gutter.

The smell of the sun and fresh cut grass. 'Big bubbles no troubles' with Hubba Bubba bubble gum. A choc-top Mr Whippy cone on a warm summer night after you've chased him round the block. 20 cents worth of mixed lollies lasted a week and pretending to smoke "fags" (the lollies) was really cool & Maison would get you pissed! Or so we were told. A dollars' worth of chips from the corner take-away fed two people (AND the sauce was free!!).

Being upset when you botched putting on the temporary tattoo from the bubblegum packet, but still wearing it proudly.

Watching Saturday morning cartoons: 'The Smurfs', Astro Boy', 'He-Man', 'Captain Caveman', 'Archie', 'Jem' (truly outrageous!!), 'The Wizard of Oz', 'Banana Man' and 'Heeeey heeeeey heeeeeeey it's faaaaaaat Albert', dare I mention 'The Banana Splits', 'F-Troop', 'H.R. Puffn' Stuff', 'Gentle Ben' or the 'Road-Runner'.

Or staying up late and sneaking a look at the "AO" on the second telly.

When 'Monkey Magic' with fish face & pigsy had acult following. Miraculous Mellops. & who could ever forget Degrassi Jnr High?

When around the corner seemed a long way, and going into town seemed like going somewhere. Where running away meant you did laps of the block because you weren't allowed to cross the road??

A million mozzie bites, wasp and bee stings.

Sticky fingers, cops and robbers, cowboys and Indians, rid ing bikes and catching tadpoles.

Marco polo in the neighbours' pool ("fish outta water?!""NOOOO"), drawing all over the road and driveway with chalk. Climbing trees and building cubbies out of every sheet your mum had in the cupboard.

Walking to school, no matter what the weather.

When writing 'I love...?..' on your pencil case, really did mean it was true love. "He loves me? he loves me not?"

Running till you were out of breath. Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt.

Pitching the tent in the back/frontyard.

Jumping on the bed. Ghosts stories with the next door neighbours.

Pillowfights, spinning round, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for the giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

Water balloons were the ultimate weapon.

Cricket cards in the spokes transformed any bike into a motorcycle. Eating raw jelly, making homemade lemonade and sucking on a Funny Face, Paddle Pop or red Icy Pole.

Remember when there were only two types of sneakers - girls and boys.

Dunlop volleys with the green 'n' gold or blue and what, the only time you wore them at school was for sports day." Bloomers in primary school & Scungies under netball skirts.

You knew everyone in your street - and so did your parents!

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best friends" & you would ask them by sending a note asking them to be your best friend.

You didn't sleep a wink on Christmas eve and pretended to sleep for the tooth fairy.

When nobody owned a pure-bred dog.

When 50c was decent pocket money. When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for 10c.

When nearly everyone's mum was there when the kids got home from school. It was magic when dad would "remove" his thumb.

When it was considered a great privilege to be taken out to dinner at the local Chinese restaurant with your family.

When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed her or use him to carry groceries and nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it. When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving student at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives, but it wasn't because of drive-by shootings, drugs, gangs,etc. Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! Some of us are still afraid of them!!!

Remember when decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo" or dib dib's-scissors, paper, rock. "Race issue" meant arguing about>who ran the fastest. Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in Monopoly". Terrorism was when the older kids were at the end of your street with pea-shooters waiting to ambush you. The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was boy/girl germs, and the worst thing in your day was having to sit next to one.

Where bluelight disco's were the equivalent to a Rave, and asking a boy out meant writing a 'polite' note getting them to tick 'yes' or 'no'. When there was always that one 'HOT' guy/girl.

Having a weapon in school meant being caught with a slingshot or being shot with a spitball blown out of an empty pen in class. Your biggest danger at school was accidentally walking through the middle of a heated game of brandies".

Nobody was prettier than your Mum. Scrapes and bruises were kissed and made better. Taking drugs meant scoffing orange-flavoured chewable vitamin C's, or swallowing half a Panadol.

Ice cream was considered a basic food group.

Going to the beach and catching a wave was a dream come true. If you actually lived there boogie boarding in the white wash made you the next Kelly Slater.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dare".

Older siblings were the worst tormentors, but also the fiercest protectors.

Now, didn't that bring back some fond memories??

If you can remember most of these, you're an Aussie legend!!!

Pass this on to another Aussie legend who may like a break from their
"grown up" life...

I DOUBLE-DARE YA!!!!!

I TRIPLE DARE YA!!!!!!!!!!!!

Karaoke - Fun and Frivolity

Lately my life just seems so boring i don't even have anything worthwhile to blog about. So whether or not the below topic is worthwhile or not, i'll leave up to you to decide.

As you may or may not know, some of us are into the habit of going to karaoke on a Thursday night. It's really fun and it's right up my alley a. because i'm a night owl and love staying out late and b. because it gives me an opportunity to stretch my vocal chords without having to worry about whether i get the song right or not! WOO....

Lately, we have been going so much that we are now regulars! I love becoming a regular because you get to meet such a diverse variety of people, the bartenders start getting familiar with what you like and well...it's just fun all round, it gives you a sense of belonging! Very important!

So now that we're regulars all sorts of things are starting to happen. The karaoke host (who i'm nuts about and completely in love with - i know, i have to convert him first, grrrrr, that's a differrent story?!) loves to make fun of us and intimidate and belittle us and sometimes is so frustrating and annoying that you could seriously hurt him. But in a way, he's so familiar with us that he knows we'll still love him even after he is nasty to us. I love to sing with him but that's a different story again!

The bartender (we don't know his name yet) knows that we love to order a glass of ice with our drinks and always smiles at us, as i've said before he's now taken to throwing the ice at me instead of serving it in a glass. He also knows that he's not allowed to take our ice when he clears the tables. He also sings on occasion.

Then there are the people that we're becoming familiar with like Marcel and Soane and Marcus and the lovely lady with the short brown hair (she's my favourite, she's sooo nice?!). We're such regulars there that these people now casually just come up to us to have a chat. I LOVE IT!!!!

The other great thing is that the other night, after a night of cruising Sydney's main street, George Street (oh what fun and frivolity), we stopped back at our local hotel (the karaoke bar aka The Clarence Hotel - which btw, isn't really local but familiar to us!!!) at 1:30am to have a drink (cokes etc) before we headed home. It gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling when we arrived at the bar and the bartender flashed a big smile at us (he was the smiley one) and asked us what we'd like. We then proceeded to have a conversation about daylight saving before heading over to a table to .... drink.... i was thrilled to bits that we were welcomed into the bar because the bartender KNEW US!!!!

I guess the point i'm trying to get at here is that for a while now, i've been thinking how boring it is to be a regular and how predictable it is that we'll be there every thursday night. Don't we have lives? Well, actually no, we don't but that's beside the point. The fact is, and i only realised this last week, is that we're starting to build vital relationships with people and even though we don't set out to 'convert' them as such, who knows what will happen further on down the track?! I don't need to purposely talk to them about Christ when i can keep them in my own prayers. Because praying for them in my own time lets God know that i'd like to see them come to know him. It's more important for me to be an ordinary person, just who i am so that they can see Christians are normal human beings, so long as i'm praying for them, God will do the rest through that relationship - i'm 100% positive he will! It doesn't mean i'm steering clear of God talk because if it comes up, i'm more than happy to chat about it, in fact i'd be thrilled.

I'm convinced that relational evangelism is a much more appropriate way to reach the world and it makes being a regular at karaoke so much more fun and exciting. I love the anticipation of people coming up to me for a chat!!! Whoever thought that karaoke could be an unintentional ministry. It has the same kind of excitement and buzz about it that doing Schoolies ministry does and I LOVE IT!!!! Finally, one of the places where God can really use me - somewhere that i'm already at and somewhere where the people are already at?! Awesome, eh??

Tink xoxo