<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:03:52.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the nella chronicles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-2627875345896752029</id><published>2008-03-26T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T03:27:55.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunkin Cream Eggs...</title><content type='html'>Joc and I played at RWB's Hip Hop easter party on Thursday night, it went down hill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to back Ronnies poses.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone is keeping Jess- Veronica in their thoughts. Just putting it out there, she has the old Mary Kate's if you know what i mean. She is a shadow of Lisa at the moment, and wearing all that black isnt helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always tell its going to be a good night when Gang Signs are thrown before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01531.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Bunny Brigade played some pretty excellent songs. Toya - 'Party all night' was a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna's bunny was getting super boozed, my little chickies stayed sober, they weren't even old enough for a pussy drink like Shandies..... They kept on chirping in my ears 'baileys and skim milk ep ep ep' Cheeky little birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01499.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are for realz. Heaps Realz. My 'tin can' Rolex was a spastic touch to an already way too over the top outfit.... it broke within minutes, not that i would know if it were minutes those hands handn't ticked a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01536.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thunk it?!?!? I won the easter had parade, it wasnt that hard. Everyone else did some last ditch dumb efforts to out shine, THEY LOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01547.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My taxi driver and i celebrated my win by sharing some easter eggs and letting me pick 96.1 on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIP HOP IS SO NOT DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas what do you even know, you bought Kelis a fake canary yellow swarovski engagement ring!&lt;br /&gt;Your Gold Mark not Jacobs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-2627875345896752029?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/2627875345896752029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/2627875345896752029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/crunkin-cream-eggs.html' title='Crunkin Cream Eggs...'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-6862697777897908252</id><published>2008-03-26T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:58:10.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicks at the bar......</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago it was 'Chicks at the bar' night.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the cricks because its the only place we are brave enough to play our titillating new drinking game 'Top Up'....&lt;br /&gt;It goes a little like this, wait till no bar staff are looking and you have to top up your own beer backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Brands count, you can't go topping up a Carlton with an upgrade of Coopers. Scrubbers.&lt;br /&gt;* If punters spot you and try to rat you out you have to pour them beers too.&lt;br /&gt;* All pulling of beers must be done seated and backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus Points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* If you run the tap dry.&lt;br /&gt;* The quality of the pour, if you pour a perfect beer its like a bazillion bonus points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks I was playing with two of Sydney's cutest bar wenches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01496.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxox&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-6862697777897908252?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6862697777897908252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6862697777897908252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/chicks-at-bar.html' title='Chicks at the bar......'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-7533712953469155513</id><published>2008-03-26T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:18:11.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakers Girlzzzz!</title><content type='html'>Paula Abdul ..... mama cita! She will always be everyones favorite Laker Grrrl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running out of excuses to get your nails done? Basketball teams colours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-7533712953469155513?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/7533712953469155513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/7533712953469155513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/lakers-girlzzzz.html' title='Lakers Girlzzzz!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-5268599239938577722</id><published>2008-03-11T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T03:37:53.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAROONED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/maroon5-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! YES! YES!&lt;br /&gt;So  the other day i was ebay just checking out cheap marc jacobs resold from century 21 and some cheesy jeremy scott jumpsuits anyway and i thought i might check  if there were any tickets for the completely sold out Maroon 5 shows. There was but they were fake bids of $ 657952765925297654725802.&lt;br /&gt;Then i  thought what would the average person do? Competitions!&lt;br /&gt;So i asked my friend Jocelin who works at Nova, she had no idea because 2 day Fm brought them out. Touchy subject apparently, I have heard the Roon's way more on Nova anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Then Like a sign from the Heavens..... POP UP...... POP UP! 'THE SUTTO 100 WIN TICKETS TO MAROON 5, MEET AND GREET WITH THE BAND EAT THEIR RIDER OF CARROT STICKS, THEN SUCK ADAM LEVINES CARROT! 25 WORDS OR LESS WHY YOU WANT TO BE MAROONED?'&lt;br /&gt;OMG could this be real? could i be the one to suck Adam Levines carrot? Not another boy with the initials A.L this couldnt be true.....&lt;br /&gt;At this stage i was desperate......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*25 WORDS WHY I AM MAROONED: Being Marooned by 5 men is quite an effort even if i do say so myself! All at once was a struggle, but this love has taken its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe it? I WON.... apparently i was the only one who entered..... but I WON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5 have played a special part in my life, from singing to their songs during break ups, being given their songs by ex boyfriends in the process on breaking up with me, to jogging laps and laps of the park to 'Heard'em say' (so what i find it inspirational, what evs')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have accidently had some typo slip ups writing this with Levine and Levins..... BUT THIS IS DEFFINATELY LEVINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon Sutto, its been way too long, I miss you so so so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;You know i know all the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how excited i am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-5268599239938577722?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/5268599239938577722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/5268599239938577722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/marooned.html' title='MAROONED!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-4944111577679641408</id><published>2008-03-11T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:11:58.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is not lapping any kind of luxury.....</title><content type='html'>So I'm down to $14.20!&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have been this Po' (Thats how bob dylan and oprah say it) in a long time, since being a crappy student. Its getting desperate, I offered to wash my mums car for 20 bucks but she declined knowing the type of job i would do. My nails are looking desperate, my hair is looking a mess, my holiday skin is not on holiday anymore, i'm getting pimples thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i did have money, like a week ago, before i went to melbourne and net-a-porters free shipping started. (There is a really excellent Luella wallet on sale for like $180, i'm sure someone reading this really needs, also there is a pair of genius See By Chloe yellow overalls which would look totally cute on most of my girlfriends - www.net-a-porter.com)&lt;br /&gt;I was a really exciting person, who went out and spent way too much money on fun things like sticker photos and champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01286.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had famous friends like Jess from The Veronica's. People invited me to fun parties, like the R W B Show at the Kaliman gallery. It was so excellent, Viv did a total nudie dance out of a vagina apple, the clothes were beautiful. But that night ended in tears. AGAIN.... Wish i was Cameron Diaz in the Holiday with retarded tear ducts that didnt work, that movie is so terrible, DONT GET THE DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01313.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to shop at really expensive shops like Orson and Blake, such a valued customer I was that they just used to let me lay around reading books researching my LA loft that i was  (before i was broke) planning on building in one of those canyons over there.&lt;br /&gt;(There are some excellent sale pieces there at the moment! Hurry! Best is the boys PAM selection and if your a size 6 and like Antipodium you'll be in heaven - I'm not a boy or a size 6!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days when i could go to fancy dinners with my friends at the 90's modern bold and the beautiful esque japanese restaurant above the chinese dumpling house. It is so amazin Cass and Adam loved it sick, Stephanie Forester totally cuts your sashimi and Ridge is rolling handrolls all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i could go out and afford to be this drunk for dutch courage. James and Jess were raping me so bad that night, it was so funny. I've kind of gotten over that joke now, but this photo is great. James was cuttin me sick, and boy did Jess just lay it on me BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01317.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ex boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01288.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pro-nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jerry is coming to Sydney for Easter (you would know this if you had wall to walled us) Sophie and I are going to take him some where totally Sydney, just rub in how bad a melbounre guide his was to me he didnt even take me to Fifteen.  I'm contemplating taking him to  hurricanes  in bondi, a really bad pub in the rocks on a saturday night or the bar that is made of ice near the dendy at circular quay where you can only stay for 20mins or you'll die and you have to wear horrible puffer jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i get paid on thursday afternoon, which will be good i can stop complaining then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-4944111577679641408?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/4944111577679641408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/4944111577679641408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-not-lapping-any-kind-of-luxury.html' title='Is not lapping any kind of luxury.....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-1062968965460449171</id><published>2008-03-09T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T04:07:51.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know Uncle Karl's first sexual encounter was at 13?</title><content type='html'>So Luke and I have watched the 'Lagerfeld Confidential' (free with last months Australian Vogue) 7 times each. Viewed stoned and not stoned. Much better stoned.&lt;br /&gt;It is the funniest documentary since Summer Heights! If you are not in fits by 13:56 then you obviously are not worth knowing.&lt;br /&gt;The favorite scenes include Karl's 100 ipods all different on the marble mantle, (he likes music and has a compilation C.D out) Karl ruffling through a draw full of detachable colars 'what to choose Karl?', The sneaky camera work trying to catch him with his TM. glasses on but when they do he just looks creepy and old, Our Nicole acting all coy and slutty doing a weird photoshoot in a nightclub - gross!, Karl showing us his favorite pillow he has had since he was a baby- awwww NOT!, and our favorite Karl confessing to having sex at 13...... WHO KNEW? WHO WANTED TO KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;It is basically 1:24 mins of Karl swanning his newest butty-boy from bumfuck nowhere around the world takin some pervy pictures and making dumb jokes which his whole staff have to kack themselves laughing at.&lt;br /&gt;STICK TO WHAT YOU DO BEST UNCLE KARL, BECAUSE THIS SHIT IS AMAZIN!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/chanel-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/chanel-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/chanel-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some more excellent fashion news,( for anyone who cares) my favorite french fashion house Cacharel has started a new partnership with Mark Eley and Wakako Kishimoto! So exciting, can't think of a better combination. For anyone else who loves knitwear as much as i do, i'm sure your wetting your pants too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/cimg0325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/cimg0315.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this week has been very exciting with fantastic news on all fronts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Del Katherine Barton winning the Archibald ( from the grand-daughter of an archibald winner, 1949&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; - Arthur Murch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bonar Dunlop&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to Del Kat Bar, congratulations and your portrait shits all over that NW montage of Heath Ledger that everyone is banging on about!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Romance was Born exhibition at Federation square arts center, amazin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The new stretsis range, so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had to be a downer on the situation, and the little shit did it again:&lt;br /&gt;"Sydney-based fashion designer   &lt;b&gt;Ben Pollitt&lt;/b&gt; can add another accolade to his already impressive resume. The self-taught designer of   &lt;b&gt;Friedrich Gray&lt;/b&gt; has taken out the title for the 2008 LMFF Designer Award presented by Woolmark and supported by   &lt;i&gt;Vogue &lt;/i&gt;Australia, during a special presentation at the L’Oreal Melbourne Fashion Festival."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SUCKS SO MUCH, I HATE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;He totally didnt deserve the award, when you learn how to do a fucking french seam give me a call Ben! His worse than the freaky girl from Project runway that used 'spit marks' to grade a pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURRENDER TO THE SORRONDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as requested by the sweet little patootie Jocelin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching:&lt;br /&gt;*Skins season 2  - only up to ep 4 but so addicted, its getting really dark. Wish that Cassie and Sid would finally get together properly.. ahhh british people!&lt;br /&gt;*Project Runway FINAL -  YAY CHRISTIAN WON! He deserved it, but i wish Gillian came 2nd she totally ruled too. Victoria Beckham was FIERCE!&lt;br /&gt;*ANTM cycle 10 -  Ohhh child! Tyra is looking tired! Fatima is such a bitch, i dont care if she is Iman reincatnate, I love the punky girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;* JANET JACKSON - DISCIPLINE  : So so so so genius! 'Rock with you' is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;*Usher ft Young Jeezy - 'In this club' : Such a good come back Ush! It also kinda reminds me of 'Tokyo ghetto pussy' which is sick.&lt;br /&gt;*Hot Chip - 'Coming on Strong' : Mainly the ballads because i've been having a depression rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your as obsessed with winning stuff as I am (cannot drag me kicking and screaming away from a meat raffle!) well start getting excited because i'm going to have a competition, dont know what the winner will receive yet, but its going to be really excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Emma once told me that their is nothing more satisfying than coming home to your husband  with meat products which you won! She said it raised her worth as a woman in her eyes. Thats always nice, isnt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have $38 till thursday so I'm sure nothing exciting will happen till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxx&lt;br /&gt;Nells&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-1062968965460449171?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/1062968965460449171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/1062968965460449171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/did-you-know-uncle-karls-first-sexual.html' title='Did you know Uncle Karl&apos;s first sexual encounter was at 13?'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-4070061797910485845</id><published>2008-03-05T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:10:11.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MUCKIN UP IN MELBOURNE!</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the delay in posts...(not, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been totally bust, so busy and my hard drive decided to freak the fuck out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whatevs&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway so I went to Melbourne Friday - Monday, it was totally sick.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is working there on some shit Nicky Cage film so i stayed with him, Anna stayed too.&lt;br /&gt;It was a girls weekend away with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01401-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so so so fancy, this was the lobby!&lt;img src="file:///private/var/tmp/folders.501/TemporaryItems/com.apple.mail.drag-T0x40b300.tmp.FyBOpg/DSC01444_2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the reason we were over an hour late to any meetings, parties, drinks and dinners.&lt;br /&gt;Because there would be an hours runway session, just like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt; (ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sophie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;brahm&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER WORK GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01328_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also this sick Madonna film clip lounge thing, which was about the most sexual thing any of us had seen. It kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; me out that my dad walks through this decor everyday, he says he avoids it and goes to the car park but still a very non dad environment unless your dad is Snoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Dogg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;copin&lt;/span&gt; some sick blow jobs by 12 rap girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01444_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad hated us..... i think he forgot what i was like.&lt;br /&gt;If you want space to breath, never let fashion bitches stay with you.&lt;br /&gt;It was piles for miles in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;appartment&lt;/span&gt;, there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of cleaning in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;preperation&lt;/span&gt; for this photo so my mum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; kill me. It was a mess of Del Katherine Barton prints, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mondrian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tini&lt;/span&gt; K, crochet bonnets and essential &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;melbourne&lt;/span&gt; blacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01445_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna in the kitchen nook, Luke gave us those carnations the night before for being 'good girls!-my good girls' it was the sweetest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;We accidentally took way too many vitamin B and fish oil tablets that day to cure the token &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;carlton&lt;/span&gt; club hang over...... our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;wee's&lt;/span&gt; smelt so gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01446_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably a miracle Anna captured me this calm, ever since a horrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;inncident&lt;/span&gt; a couple of weeks ago where i cried and cried till i gave myself black eyes and felt the worst broken heart in history because of ........ well everyone knows.  Anyway since then i have been a jack in the box, I'm so sorry to everyone on my flight down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;mebourne&lt;/span&gt;. Hysteria would be an under statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01447_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came out of my mothers womb a wife. Just a spot of hand washing and delicate hand drying.&lt;br /&gt;People who wreck nice shit annoy me so much! Its nice, keep it nice bitch. Its like a dagger to my heart when i see a cashmere pill or a defined bold coloured print run in hot water.&lt;br /&gt;Or a club slut get fucked in 77 bathrooms in Bernhard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Willhelm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01459_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingrid was a super excellent tour guide. She kidnapped Luke for us so we could have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;babez&lt;/span&gt; beauty sleep for the governors ball, which was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;flippin&lt;/span&gt; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;This was at Hells Kitchen in some shitty little lane, when we arrived the bar girl yelled at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;ingrid&lt;/span&gt; "WHERES YOUR HAT, YOUR IN THE HAT CLUB" she immediately tied her scarf on her head. She was in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; just how she rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/nellavan/DSC01450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appartment was 200 spencer st, right accross the road from the station.&lt;br /&gt;Which meant lots of brady bunch fun up the escalators over to the doclands for fashion shit.&lt;br /&gt;We always rolled up singing 'THIS IS A STORY....", I was Cindy, Anna was Bobby, Luke was Alice and Ingrid was Mrs Brady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon.... including : THE GOVERNORS BALLS, AND THE GIRLS THAT GET &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;EMBARASSED&lt;/span&gt; WHEN THE TAXI DOES A FREAKY MELBOURNE U-TURN OUT THE FRONT OF CHANEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also, Anna and I listened to the R's radio station the whole time, it was so good.  Our favorite radio station ever, we had to keep asking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Briony&lt;/span&gt; for the frequency, it annoyed the shit out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live and Direct from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;quantas&lt;/span&gt; club lounge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;XXXXXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Nella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-4070061797910485845?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/4070061797910485845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/4070061797910485845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/03/muckin-up-in-melbourne.html' title='MUCKIN UP IN MELBOURNE!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-2080574822006239822</id><published>2008-02-06T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:51:47.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAD HECTIC BATH BOMBS BABE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My friend Amelia told me the other day she was obsessed with gangs of hetic lesbianese drag racers.... I asked her if it was like 'Too fast too furious....... Lesbianese drift' or did she ever try and hook in with the 'BL-ASIANS' (blonde asians)? The converstion then ended when she explained her time with the dragsters ended in an almost rape. She used to spray her hair so tightly to her scalp she didnt wash it for weeks and her eye lashed fell out from never taking off her waterproof eye liner and mascara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was my Grandmothers 90th bithday on Saturday, it was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was excellent with the inappropriate public behaviour, very drunk and very funny.&lt;br /&gt;He was handed a plate on mini meat balls by my mum to hand out, but he thought they were given to him as his dinner and sat in a corner and ate the whole plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Grandmother a girl could dream of, she drinks a bottle of champagne a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01193.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the best, my sister was the usual anti-social and looked miserable, bored and judgement. Glad she had fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'STOP IGNORING ME GIRLFRIEND!' Little Olive annoyed the shit out of everyone with the 'Girlfriend' crap all day, apparently she had seen the Bratz Movie. She tasted my wine by accident and spat it all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass and i were meant to go to this 'Erotic Fan Fiction' reading....... but i am such a selfish bitch and had to go and get my nails done and make us too late, it sold out even though we totally burned down there in a really quick taxi.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Cass had her moleskin, we just decided to have our own little reading up at the Readers Digest building, it was so rude we made the concrete blush like thrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I took Levins to the Tini K sale, Luke and I had picked out some stage outfits for him from the great rack of Archival pieces that she had, they were all going dirt cheap, i wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like 2 other people there the whole time i we were there I made Luke yell out stuff like : 'GOD CAN ANYONE BREAK A GOD DAMN 50?' to create some sale atmosphere, even offering the other customers a chance to be 'walk down memory lane through Tini's archival rack' didnt appeal. We did the hard sell, it obviously just wasnt good enough for some picky bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have decided to go bobbing for apples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01240.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many America's Next Top Model make over ep tears were shed, and i dont look like a dyke at all. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I have added a new like 'SEXY SAMSY' to Sam's hot gay blog, its really queer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S RYAN LOBO STILL SUCKS........ (HOPE THIS COMES UP NEXT TIME YOU GOOGLE YOURSELF PAKI LOSER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-2080574822006239822?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/2080574822006239822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/2080574822006239822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/02/mad-hectic-bath-bombs-babe.html' title='MAD HECTIC BATH BOMBS BABE!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-215870900571615389</id><published>2008-01-30T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:52:34.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KIT IS SO KUTE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So along with my whole new fresher look, which is gracing the latest entries of The Chronnies,&lt;br /&gt;I've also updated my ever so handy LINKS. They are so usefull, the swiss army knife of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Really. I've even included the Telly guide (see 'What's on telly?') Not that much good stuff is on telly yet, Home and Away just started back after their summer break though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Italic" title="Italic" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 4);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My latest edition is : KIT IS SO WAY KUTE!&lt;br /&gt;Its my friend Kit's blog, she leads a very interesting life, has a boyfriend (joined at the groin, really)&lt;br /&gt;and is in my favorite all star girl-power rap group SYLK!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we catch the bus together.  Now i am totally stocked we are BLOG BUDDIEZ!&lt;br /&gt;We are going to hang at Net-Caf's together and frequent really stalkerazzi forums and compare avatars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So hit up the links list and totally indulge in a bit Kit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WOULD BE RUDE NOT TO, BASICALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC00770_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My venus-da-milo-and-milk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC00478_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg she is such a chameleon to her  environments. Just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC00762_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was at this really massive party for Oyster Magazine, and anyway this boy was there who i had a thrush on and my ex-boyf was there too. So Luke invented me a drink called "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE FEAR CHASER" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;alls you got to do is get the free champagne and red bulls from the bar, skull half the glass of champagne then fill the glass with some red bull then skull the whole thing. It knocks any kind of fear right outta ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC00763_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway then we got really pretty and decided to drink these sick drinks, looking at this photo i just had a little bit of vomit in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a present for Kit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/b_danger.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The are basically a SYLK cover band, can you belive it?&lt;br /&gt;Ezzy, Kit and Nina better watch their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on the bus, you backseat bandit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-215870900571615389?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/215870900571615389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/215870900571615389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/kit-is-so-kute.html' title='KIT IS SO KUTE!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-5518312936136327278</id><published>2008-01-29T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:41:12.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going all the way with Tini K.....</title><content type='html'>So if your like me and decided Tina Kalivas's Mondrian collection was genius dedication to Silverchairs 'album of the year' - Young Modern, then no doubt you will be in the line at 4.30am with a steaming mocha chiller latte chino to warm your mitts for THE TINI K SALE this friday and saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/n25090821392_8525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cant keep a good girl down as far as i'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;And you know i have already induldged in my little snip of the collection (if you have been stalking my facebook photo albums hard enough):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME AND MY MONDRIAN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/n659594723_197509_6882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and Mark Ronson djing up a storm, Mark looks so contemp in his Tini.k dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/n659594723_197507_5006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my mondrian go everywhere together, she is always a talking point. Modern art, i gotcha! Moma, white cube, who you think your talkin too? A MONDRIAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/n659594723_197492_2937.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will deffinately get a husband as good as mine if you snap up an mondrian on the cheep cheep at the sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in line, i will bring my ipod speakers and blask some 'Chair -Straight lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Museum of Modern Art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-5518312936136327278?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/5518312936136327278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/5518312936136327278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/going-all-way-with-tini-k.html' title='Going all the way with Tini K.....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-79632135094803821</id><published>2008-01-28T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T04:12:34.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solid as a rock. The Pete and Ashlee of this great city!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And before i get flooded with questions Luke and I are still happily living in wedded bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Business is going well and Mumma needs a new pair of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC00955_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been a bit distracted with our fast paced corporate lifestyles lately, and a seachange is sounding very appealing. Just packing up our lives into boxes, chucking the blackberries into Darling harbour and saying "SAYONARA SYDNEY YOU SUCK!". And away we go all possesions held together with a couple of occy straps. That'll be the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and monogamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-79632135094803821?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/79632135094803821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/79632135094803821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/solid-as-rock-pete-and-ashlee-of-this.html' title='Solid as a rock. The Pete and Ashlee of this great city!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-8234099800431467817</id><published>2008-01-28T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:40:42.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back...... what took you so long? The gangs all here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, whats a year anyway?&lt;br /&gt;With many requests and pleading from various obsessed people The Chronicles are biting back.&lt;br /&gt;What has happended since last Febuary? Not much really, had some bf's, bought some shoes, turned 24, started doing mid 20's stuff - dinner parties, homewears shopping, worrying about my health, the usually 'clock is a ticking' and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some new obsessions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01129_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEPPER LUNCH!&lt;br /&gt;Its right in the heart of George st and they are so lazy (which is strange for japanese people because they are like always working or falling asleep studying at the state libbary!) you have to&lt;br /&gt;cook your own food. But there is a great menu of hamburger steaks, deb, some sprouts and someother gross stuff. The authentics are always eating the crazy rice dish, I'm not game yet.&lt;br /&gt;But you get free hats with all the meals, they come protecting your plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01131-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cass and I went for tea after Pepper Lunch last Tuesday, i was showing off my  Pepper Lunch&lt;br /&gt;hat, it still has some sweet sauce and hamburger juice on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANI'S AND PEDIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i254.photobucket.com/albums/hh103/nellsnellsnellsnells/DSC01126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a chance to relax in a fast paced lifestyle. The current favorite is Lily's Nails on Cleavland st.&lt;br /&gt;Always have the latest gossip magazines and best colours. They also have had there opening specials for like 3months. Everyone goes, and Kim is really excellent at a little bit of nail art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERNET BOYFRIENDS AND WEBCAMS!&lt;br /&gt;Cass and I are obsessed with getting internet boyfriends, all the fun but not a creepy and annoying as the real thing. We are struggling with having to have a full face of make up on 24hours a day, you never know who is going to be on ichat!&lt;br /&gt;Its sort of like this story Cass told me the other day when we were talking about stalking and boys. This girl she knows arranged for a Po' Boy (potential boyfriend) to come over to watch movies, she answered the door in a baggy t-shirt with messed up hair but with a full face on like she was just sleeping and looking really hot....... THEY ARE NOW MARRIED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats enough for now. Can you believe I forgot how to do HTML IMG codes.&lt;br /&gt;Summer is almost over, not in my office though - air con's broken and I'm lovin'it. Kick off the pumps and just look flustered and complain about the heat, so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update with heaps of fun stuff this week, starsigns, flower arrangments, trade shows, cocktails of the moment, studs of the week, cute stickers and mid week dinners on a budget.&lt;br /&gt;Thats apparently what are all the rage in blogs this year. Exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and dearest and sweetest nothings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-8234099800431467817?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8234099800431467817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8234099800431467817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-back-what-took-you-so-long.html' title='Welcome back...... what took you so long? The gangs all here!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-6935601699627418958</id><published>2007-02-01T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T02:56:52.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophisticated Boom Boom....</title><content type='html'>My friend/main-gay Sam Hodge, who of late may or may not have been hibernating in a lubed up hot ass hell rabbit hole is slowly emerging as a diamond dusted butterfly for the pleasure of many.&lt;br /&gt;This includes me, I've missed my main.&lt;br /&gt;Every girl has a main.... I have a gaggle (of gays) and a main, which is a lucky circumstance that not many are blessed with. Maybe only Cher, Dolly Parton and me.&lt;br /&gt;Walking down streets together hand in hand, we used to receive glares from unhappy other boy girl couples jealous of our love, doing things that would envy them on purpose. Posing as a couple matching hoodies, sectioned paper, sitting in the sun on a sunday late morning at Kawa.&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect, I helped him through his slut spiral he deflected all unwanted attention I got.&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a walk down memory lane:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Tsunami boxing day, amazingly the night Ryan 'fuck face' Lobo through mince pies at Mel's wall and told me I was "too fat to wear yellow".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum bought me an indian wedding sari for christmas, thanks mum. Wedlock never looked so gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A favorite past-time: Practicing hollywood pouts and smiles. Flashy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same then won big on the pokies, thats how he got the name 'New Money'. You go chinnita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneer studios, we were doing a shoot or something but i accidently got really drunk. That always happens to me, asians just shouldn't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAP HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often asked Sam about the first time we met, it was when i was 18 and was walking to the post office to post some jeans and shit but on purpose walking the long way on Crown st.&lt;br /&gt;He was hanging out with Jristian and Mel. It was summer time and everyone was hanging out at middle bar and Oyster Magazine was still cool when Charlotte was the editor. Sydney wasn't as slutty then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was around the time I was obsessed with role playing and would give us both characters for the night to hang out as. This one was me playing a post war widow who was still kinda hot, and Sam was someone but i cant remember but his outfit didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many photos were taken over the winter at the cricketers, we got fat together and then lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIARA CIARA CIARA..... 'Goodies' was our anthem for 2 months then i gave it up for 'Oh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's the most amazing main a girl could have. We have ploughed through twin break ups, suicide attempts, eating disorders, crying fits of laughter, Jemima Khan's horrible wild life shows, more dumplings and beers imaginable, 4 million cigarettes, $598 worth of phone calls, 19 bottles of gin, ups and downs in fashion moments, more heart breaks than a muted widow, frequent quests fitness, Sams sausage stew, 87628632017312 text messages and countless 'I love you, you dont need him's'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that blast from the past, and the warming of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Sam is having an exhibition for his beautiful photographs..... Please come and buy them all so he can take me to Tahiti for cocktails in coconuts on the beach with umbrella's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/ironing-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for SLUT&lt;br /&gt;A is for ADORABLE&lt;br /&gt;M is for MENTOR&lt;br /&gt;U is for UNRELENTING&lt;br /&gt;E is for EASY&lt;br /&gt;L is for LONELY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H is for HOT&lt;br /&gt;O is for OBIVIOUS&lt;br /&gt;D is for DARLING&lt;br /&gt;G is for GANG RAPE&lt;br /&gt;E is for EVERYTHING MY EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-6935601699627418958?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6935601699627418958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6935601699627418958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2007/02/sophisticated-boom-boom.html' title='Sophisticated Boom Boom....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-8511623361488766044</id><published>2007-01-29T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T06:34:14.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets hug this out, BITCH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/p1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 9.45pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;BRASS IN POCKET, BRASS IN POCKET, BRASS IN POCKET. If you dont call when when they play it i will be totes dev forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.30pm: Alex,Brave &gt;&gt;&gt; Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Chrissie is wearing jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.35pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;Lesbian. Brass in pocket, brass in pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.38pm: Alex,Brave &gt;&gt;&gt; Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Whatever go put on your black jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.39pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;Ev's, you would know K.D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.41pm: Alex,Brave &gt;&gt;&gt; Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Does that stand for Kool Dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.45pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;p.s come home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.46pm: Alex,Brave &gt;&gt;&gt; Nelson&lt;br /&gt;I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.48pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;Not that i care or anything, twat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALL: Alex, Brave.....&lt;br /&gt;Muffled "GOT BRASS... IN POCKET........INTENTION......GOT MOTION....GONE MAKE YOU NOTICE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.50pm: Nelson &gt;&gt;&gt; Alex, Brave&lt;br /&gt;I can't hear it properly, you have to sing the first line so i know what song it is. And stop stalking me stalker-razzi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 23rd January 10.53pm: Alex,Brave &gt;&gt;&gt; Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Nice try at being aloof, i give you a 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               ********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totes obsessed with:&lt;br /&gt;*Entourage- Why have i not watched this series before, Jeremy Piven is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;*My new summer glow- cancer much?&lt;br /&gt;*Text messages-flirty, sexy, breif, direct, one word, essay length, being dumped, badly spelt, to the wrong number, cancelling a date, a reminder, my bank balance.... They are the best.&lt;br /&gt;*Good old fashioned girls catching up to for coffee to ask "Do you think that he isn't calling because I'm fat?" and "Dont worry sweety, you are way prettier than her, she is nothing but a slutty bitch, did you see what she was wearing on saturday night?" and "Do you think that means he likes me? because i kind of like his friend."&lt;br /&gt;*Frozen grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and tenderness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Sheils eat some salmon terriyaki, just watched. You know i dont do carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the usual stuff climate change, new nail polish colours,economic growth, boys, drought,outfit combinations and PC v's MAC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went crazy for a massive SOY CHAI LO CAL LATTE WITH HONEY CINNAMON DE CAF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-8511623361488766044?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8511623361488766044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8511623361488766044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2007/01/lets-hug-this-out-bitch.html' title='Lets hug this out, BITCH!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-1648211637847401573</id><published>2007-01-24T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T05:25:16.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have cutlery all over sydney! P.S "CLAIRE COLLINS SHUT UP ITS ALL ABOUT ME!"</title><content type='html'>I've left it so long between posts, only my hardcore fans will read this.&lt;br /&gt;So much stuff has happened, will have to do it in point form to fit it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Christmas was a blast, I won my familia's annual trivial pursuit game - excelling in the entertainment questions. Example: In 1997 who featured most within the media?&lt;br /&gt;a)Kate Moss&lt;br /&gt;b)Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;c)Tom Cruise&lt;br /&gt;d)Nicole Kidman&lt;br /&gt;Answer at the end of the post........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*New Years Eve was yet another amazing time, getting really drunk with my grandmother. Then watching the fire works with Max at his friends house, my 15 year old twin cousins got home later than I did. LOSER MUCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened between 25th December -11th January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11TH JANUARY MY SUPER SWEET 16TH BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog19-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My invitation demanded that guests wear white, obvi no-one listened to me... AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;The white was so that i would stand out in my pink gown, not appropriate for any kind of picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games started! Tom blind folded me for the pinata wacking..... Ladies, he is single and looking for someone special (only if your pretty and no half-casts!)...email me nellavan@optusnet.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect chance for a beat down, BOY YOU AIN'T ALL THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinata is not the best game when your 5'6 and your dress restricts any movement above the elbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind effects, these are one of the many many shot's that prove I was invented by gay's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance was Born! Luke really impressed the pants off my mum by getting drunk and charming her with compliments about me. Pitty she didnt believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog23-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Harry came along, he now give pet advice via sexy text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My jew's were ever present, thanks for the hewbrew blessing Sophie. SHALOM BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would bend over backwards for my friends, thats literally how nice i am. Sam wanted his first vaginal experience, I obliged graciously. Amazing Hostess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex is catching gay, quickly. No seriously, my family were very happy i'd bridged the gap with the ethnic's by inviting some to my party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave was sharing the festivities, his birthday only days before. I did make it very clear that I would be the center of attention for the day, he had to stay in the background. He was fine with that, and i let him feel me up bit so we are totally even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog24-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played pin the horn on the unicorn, the prize was that I would french kiss the winner.&lt;br /&gt;Levin's won, we kissed, (open mouth but with no tounge) I must have been pretty good because soon after he proposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog26-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Little Thug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog27-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone started getting sexy, who said you can't catch gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog28-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dolly Doctor,&lt;br /&gt;I'm totes worried about my B.F, he is really hot and everything BUT he keeps on wearing my clothes. I think he might be one of those fags. He hangs out with boys all the time and Bloc Party is his favorite band and says he really relates to the lyrics of the new album, you know the one about gay stuff. What do I do?&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Confused and homophobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog21-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prancing around the park in flowing dresses was entertaining for over 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog20-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most amazing biz ever, did someone say Sutho? FUK YEH.....NULLA PRIDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyson had the most fun ever at my party.&lt;br /&gt;ICING:&lt;br /&gt;2 Sticks of soft butter&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;shit loads of icing mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much my fiance, our romance is true, natural, honest and so real. You are my better half, and we will face the world together with love in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Luke's official new accesories model, we have been working on poses for this excellent new hat he made me for my birthday. Michaella is working it out here with a sexy NOT sulry, cute NOT coy and so SASSY it burns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group Shot..... totally A-GAY-ZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog17-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.... tantrum time.&lt;br /&gt;SHIT, Duncan the champagne was just for effect you didnt have to pop it fo' realz!&lt;br /&gt;I sulked for about 8mins then got sulty till 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for coming, BBF'S.&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who didn't come, YOUR DEAD TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching: Ugly Betty- completely the most amazing show, The Hills (season 2)- Heidi, what you doing girl? Spencer is playing you!  And cannot hardly wait for J-Lo's new MTV dance reality TV show, the girl has come so far from the Bronx it aint even funny or fair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Good Charlotte- Keep your hands off my girl and heaps of disgusting italian disco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading: What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS TO COME TO MY FIANCE'S PARTY ON THURSDAY, HE NEEDS TO PROVIDE FOR ME AND I'M EXPENSIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/WAMP25-1PINK.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The answer is Bill Clinton, he was jizzing everywhere in 97!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-1648211637847401573?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/1648211637847401573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/1648211637847401573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-have-cutlery-all-over-sydney-ps.html' title='I have cutlery all over sydney! P.S &quot;CLAIRE COLLINS SHUT UP ITS ALL ABOUT ME!&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-7802836686489501825</id><published>2006-12-17T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T01:10:42.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hate the player..... hate the game.</title><content type='html'>Whats with the dumb horrible comments being left....&lt;br /&gt;Jenna, if you dont like my blog.....simple DONT READ IT. Geezzz what a biz-snitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the person who left a comment saying i needed to be "glassed", thats just plain stalking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen up bitches, if you dont like me or my blog dont read the bloody thing.&lt;br /&gt;Go and listen to some Belle and Sebastian and lighten up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what the chronnies are about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-7802836686489501825?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/7802836686489501825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/7802836686489501825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-hate-player-hate-game.html' title='Don&apos;t hate the player..... hate the game.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-8148302923437607024</id><published>2006-12-17T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:06:11.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Destiny's Child had such great christmas spirit: "On the 2nd day of christmas my baby gave to me the keys to a CKL Mercedes."</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/lindsaylohan-boob.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised to friends of mine that don't frequent as many celebrity slagging blogs as i do. Lindsay Lohan 2 letters of pure genius:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTER ONE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"I would like to send my condolences out to Catherine Altman, Robert Altmans wife, as well as all of his immediate family, close friends, co-workers, and all of his inner circle. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"I feel as if I've just had the wind knocked out of me and my heart aches. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"If not only my heart but the heart of Mr. Altman's wife and family and many fellow actors/artists that admire him for his work and love him for making people laugh whenever and however he could..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"Robert altman made dreams possible for many independent aspiring filmmakers, as well as creating roles for countless actors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"I am lucky enough to of been able to work with Robert Altman amongst the other greats on a film that I can genuinely say created a turning point in my career. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"I learned so much from Altman and he was the closest thing to my father and grandfather that I really do believe I've had in several years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"The point is, he made a difference.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"He left us with a legend that all of us have the ability to do. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"So every day when you wake up.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"Look in the mirror and thank god for every second you have and cherish all moments.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"The fighting, the anger, the drama is tedious. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"Please just take each moment day by day and consider yourself lucky to breathe and feel at all and smile. Be thankful.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"Life comes once, doesn't 'keep coming back' and we all take such advantage of what we have. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"When we shouldn't..... '&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"Make a searching and fearless moral inventory of yourselves' (12st book) -everytime there's a triumph in the world a million souls hafta be trampled on.-altman Its true. But treasure each triumph as they come. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"If I can do anything for those who are in a very hard time right now, as I'm one of them with hearing this news, please take advantage of the fact that I'm just a phone call away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;God Bless, peace and love always.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;Thank You,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;"BE ADEQUITE"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;Lindsay Lohan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;                                                                                        *************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="inside-copy"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt;   &lt;span class="posteddate"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Isn't it genius how she signs off "BE ADEQUITE", she is so caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETTER TWO: This is where she gets deep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Subject: The way of the future-Howard Hughes once said. I am willing to release a politically/morally correct, fully adequite letter to the press if any of you are willing to help. Simply to state my oppinions on how our society should be educated on for the better of our country. Our people. Also because I have such an impact on our younger generations, as well as generations older than me. Which we all know and can obviously see. People are just mean. I am going to proceed with putting LR to court if need be for what she's done to me. Its my life. I want to live it. People cannot lie and think that it is okay to continue on having done so. Simply because they will do it again to someone else, and that is not alright with me. I have had many ups and downs, as do we all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to make false accusations to one girl is unjust in my oppinion. Having said this, I am willing to do anything I need to get my life the way it should be and the way I work for it to be.. And have thus far in my career. Let's sue the tabloids for saying the things they say. Defamation of character. Amongst other illegal accusations, I will repeat this over and over to make my point. I am not fully aware of what these, again, accusations are, but I am fully and eagerly prepared to learn them. Have harvey and all lawyers help me please. If he is willing. Al Gore will help me he came up to me last night and said he would be very happy to have a conversation with me. If he is willing to help me, let's find out. Hilary Clinton, Bill Clinton, and Evan metroplis, and John Daur who works with them would be willing, if we just ask. If we just ASK. I'd really like to fix things and refuse to stop on any account for these unintelligent, vulgar people who like to hurt other people. Not just me, but everyone. I'm willing to hold a press conference and I will do anything necessary to do so. In putting an end to 'these people' trying to put an end to me and belittle me as well as try to be the demise of me after all I've gone through and done at such a young and tender age in a womans life. Its enough already, I've had enough and I am going to be the one to make a change. For all of my fellow actors, friends, people I admire and for those I've lost in the recent days, years, months. I do believe the focus in the world has misplaced and directed in the wrong directions and I am willing to be the one to help change that and use my celebrity status to move the focalpoint /(s) of the press to the real issues that we have going on as we speak. Anyone that is willing to help and has a family member or friend, even co-worker that is in a position to be involved in any way, shape or form, please contact me, Jenni Muro, Leslie Sloane, Michael Heller, Jason Sloane, Jason Weinberg as soon as you can or are willing. Just ask them, it doesn't hurt to ask. So let's start now, rather than waste time. Do you agree? Because I'm doing it either way. The way of the future. Thank you for your time. Your Entertainer, Lindsay Lohan"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-8148302923437607024?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8148302923437607024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8148302923437607024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/12/destinys-child-has-such-christmas.html' title='Destiny&apos;s Child had such great christmas spirit: &quot;On the 2nd day of christmas my baby gave to me the keys to a CKL Mercedes.&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-8667872170318186608</id><published>2006-12-13T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:16:46.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicole Richie arrested, apparently she eliviates her menstrual cramps with Vicodin.. SNAP BITCH! Pitty you dont get your crimson wave at 39 kg Nicole.</title><content type='html'>I've been to pretty much every homebake festival since i was 15, its always been my favorite Australian  music festival. This year i did notice something, it is the whitest most anglo festival ever.&lt;br /&gt;Within 5 mins of arriving with Nick we were called "snobs" by a guy drapped in an australian flag and fake moustache. Maybe this was because of Nick's exotic looks and ethnic dress or my completely inappropriate festival outfit. Whatever it was, the place was packed with what seemed to be people who could just not get over the cronulla riots.... Big Day Out is usually filled with at least a small amount of mingling races. Lame-gay (laneway) festival is just totally the most mixed race of all....&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to dodge the rain till about 1pm... in the VI area waiting for my bitch Rose to finish her wristband-wendy duties. Then it all got a bit much and Nick and I needed to feel a sense of order, so we went to find some wellingtons at David Jones and sit down for some coffee and cake.&lt;br /&gt;I blow dried my hair under the hand dryer, and felt normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina and Kim, they had poncho's but still got drenched. How amazing is the light behind the diamond.... That was the only bit of sun all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocelin ate some hot dogs, from the hot dogs of the world stand. It was so popular all day, Nicks english boss liked it too and spent 5 mins explaining his hot dog to me. I smiled politely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just after Todd and i copped some massive rain, i quickly tried to correct the harmful damage it caused to my fringe helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will was quite obsessed with this outfit, at this point my shoes were filled with swamp. I didnt care if there were 200 hot boys pilled up around me in a tent escaping the rain. I had just completely ruined my marc jacob flats and no one wanted to go and watch the Vines with me.&lt;br /&gt;This was the days low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hicks came out of hiding for all of 4.5 mins.... Walker didnt leave the VI all day, but she was wearing thongs, smart move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-23.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dools complained alot all day, blah blah working blah blah Stacia i'm tired blah blah. Till he found the hoods, doesnt a mood change quickly when some aussie hip hop is introduced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey hoods, all round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going slightly stir crazy...&lt;br /&gt;I made sure that during silverchair we were way up the back so i could turn around in the boring parts (most of their new songs) and watch Bjorn again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Stacia the Un-Official Jay-z fanclub's minister of Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On fanclub news,  Gotye is our new celebrity spokes person.&lt;br /&gt;He is also getting together a merrick's beach chapter of the club.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know more about that ask Nina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx Nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health Club is having a love song dedication night tonight.. It will be super romantic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-8667872170318186608?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8667872170318186608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/8667872170318186608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/12/nicole-richie-arrested-apparently-she.html' title='Nicole Richie arrested, apparently she eliviates her menstrual cramps with Vicodin.. SNAP BITCH! Pitty you dont get your crimson wave at 39 kg Nicole.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-9149903437270145348</id><published>2006-12-13T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T17:26:05.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I waited an hour and a half in the cold for you... Lucky the next day californian nails had a new shade of nude!</title><content type='html'>Whats with the coat hanger?&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please explain this concept to Luke and I?&lt;br /&gt;I'm refeering to the planned new years eve fireworks, in which an image of a coat&lt;br /&gt;hanger is going to be blazing all over the harbour bridge.&lt;br /&gt;WHY? Is it a reminder to all the big fat david jones mums out there that the sales are almost over? I dont get it? The whole thing is just too funny for words, Luke and I are now going to have to make Coat hanger hat things for new years, they will be jazzed up for the special night real pretty though. Who's got spirit? WE DO!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of new years eve, looks like once again i will be doing a whole lot of nothing with my angry gay bearded best friend. Luke has been reminding me i'm really funny and the life of a party, but its kind of getting old. We are both getting each other "He is just not that into you" for christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/LLL888888.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it with Li Lo writting all these letters? First was about her mourning of Robert Altman, she said in that letter&lt;br /&gt;"If I can do anything for those who are in a very hard time right now, as I'm one of them with hearing this news, please take advantage of the fact that I'm just a phone call away....."&lt;br /&gt;Well Linds, I'm kind of having a hard time right now and where the hell are you?&lt;br /&gt;Last night i stood around for an hour and a half talking to people who knew i didnt want to talk to them because of a boy i like and dont like after a seeing a band, which i totally didnt go to for their musical ability. WHERE ARE YOU LINDS? AND WHATS YOUR PHONE NUMBER Luke would also like some help with a complaint letter he is writting to sunday life magazine.&lt;br /&gt;LiLo has also written another letter, but it didn' t even make sense and why is she hitting on Al Gore?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so ages ago i went to see this band Animal Collective @Newtown which totally should only be allowed to have elderly cabaret shows with Rhonda Birchmore, what is with the carpet and lounge chairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI I now have a fringe and look much better... But what a choice so many levels of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the socially responsible gaming area, you could win all these great prizes.... depressing much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/seafood.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not satisfied with having a minimal @Newtown experience.... I wanted live, breath and digest it.This was the mixed entrees Hick's and i shared, notice there is a missing calamari ring? We did and they deep fried just ONE and brought it out. Deep Fried should be named Deep Friend for fatties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was on the tropical singles themed deck, they were like real palm tress only metal and painted gold and in the smoking area on a night where most people need to smoke to keep up an illusion of cool and thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please get me off the damn machines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting all hyped up on gambling, Hick's had to sit me down with a chai so i would snap out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't counting on a summer romance because he is not romantic but if you kiss someone once, and then again, and again it kind of means more than a lump of coal.&lt;br /&gt;Every time i tell my best friend Viv about boys i've met i'll always say "And the best thing is Viv, he is totally normal. Like completely normal, its great. He doesn't even notice that he will wear a clothing combination made up of 6 different themes."&lt;br /&gt;Well that is the last time i waste my cute little outfits and kisses on normal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All the man hating classic's  all the girls and anything written by that dykey lezzer Diane Warren.... I LOVE HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah Luke and Cuz and I have totally named this summer, the summer of Stevie Wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you swampy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Dont go and see The Black Dahila, along with everything that happened this week IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-9149903437270145348?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/9149903437270145348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/9149903437270145348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-waited-hour-and-half-in-cold-for-you.html' title='I waited an hour and a half in the cold for you... Lucky the next day californian nails had a new shade of nude!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-6359867167308269564</id><published>2006-11-28T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:11:06.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hill Duff is stalker free and single..... meanwhile I'm on  the Karl Lagerfeld diet.</title><content type='html'>With the very depressing news just in on the spilt of west hollywoods hottest emo power couple Hill Duff and Joel Madden, a party was thrown in a very fitting theme....&lt;br /&gt;Although I was not present at the party (I wasnt invited, but lets not tackle that issue right now.) but it seems as though 3/4 of my loyal readers were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/DSCN8764.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dool's looking every bit the boyfriend of Pete Wentz. Thats right, Pete Wentz is not going out with Ashlee Simpson, because Dool's recomended her a plastic surgeon, a sneaky ploy to make them break up.... HEY IT WORKED, silly bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/DSCN8763.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina was my favorite half of The Ronnies, Jess. Too Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;In other Nina&amp;Nella news, no one has emailed us about our new all girl with microphone DJ Troupe that we started...weddings, christmas parties, batmizvah's, kids birthday parties... we are your ladies. nellavan@optusnet.com.au&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/NINA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina and Sophie made the best Ronnies ever and 4EVER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow guys party looked really fun, thanks for the invitation..... its ok i was busy anyway. Doing way more interesting stuff like colour co-orindating my socks and a whole book of sudoku puzzles that night anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apart from my Un-Official Jay Z Fanclub of which i'm the president.... I've also got a bike club, its going to a pretty good start except the only other member has a broken bike.&lt;br /&gt;And when i myspaced him a picture of our new club logo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/product_thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i got in return:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/bike.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really nice Dave, your a gracious first member aren't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;READABOOK- Bonami "D'mite" Armah, (Possibly the most amazing rap anthem this year, but no one play it a pod war because Glen has first dibs.)&lt;br /&gt;Your breaking my heart -  Harry Nilsson ( With the line 'Your breaking my heart, you turned it apart, so fuck you")&lt;br /&gt;My love- Justin Timberlake feat T.I (This song is so good, and Justin Timberlake is just so hot its ridic! Can he just stop it already!)&lt;br /&gt;Bad Boys - Inner Circle ( If you havent listened to this song since year 5, please dig out your 100% hits of 93 or whatever and have the best time ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm Duh. Its in the title of this post. My new Karl Lagerfeld diet book.&lt;br /&gt;It has a chapter called : Harmful Spare Tires.&lt;br /&gt;In this relm, did you know Nina and i both wear Vines (the band) T-shirts to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it Breezy.... and with this weather it's your only choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-6359867167308269564?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6359867167308269564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/6359867167308269564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/hill-duff-is-stalker-free-and-single.html' title='Hill Duff is stalker free and single..... meanwhile I&apos;m on  the Karl Lagerfeld diet.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116416606009497648</id><published>2006-11-21T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:30:35.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The flavours of Tuscany have found a home in the Shire...</title><content type='html'>That was the headline of my favorite section of the good living suppliment in tuesdays SMH. Its the 'HOMECOOK HERO', my dream is to be featured. There is usually a heartfelt story of cooking brining families together and then their favorite recipe...&lt;br /&gt;This week Carla from Sutherland gave everyone her favorite sour cream cake, what would i have? Ambrosia salad.&lt;br /&gt;Keeping on the homely feeling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rain storm last saturday night, so Luke and i had a good old fashioned stoned loungeroom party... We couldnt turn up the music too loud because the woman next door has cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how good Luke is at doing the Dean Geyer idol finger at the camera point, Luke thinks his best assets are his calves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-22.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One shoe on, smoke in shot, a really exream outfit choice....is this not screaming good old fashioned stoner lounge room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the prissy hot girl who gets stoned and then noids out about her hair or cant fit everything back into her hand bag after searching for a pastel pink lip gloss for half an hour. Equal amounts of annoying and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sure sign of the stoner lounge room party, the disgusting coffee table with junk on it.EWWWWWEEYYERRRR'S. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-21.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Table dancing to Madonna's live confessions concert and knowing both the intro and outro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael had just about had enough of me and Luke, i can understand. By this time Luke had changed 5 times and reverted back to the orginal outfit he had been wearing all day.We were ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking cover from paps is always the way to attract the right kind of attention at the old fitz. In a famous by association way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-21.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Tangman for some $5 double gin and tonics, this wall is giving an illusion of the old fitz actually being semi decent. Its crappy, except Luke and i are going to do a spoken word Madonna (him) Jay-Z (me) tribute at the community theatre down stairs. Or Maybe a stage version of 8mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked in love! Dont hate the player... hate the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke has been falling in the same bushes as Lindsay Lohan, he is channeling her latest sympathy bandage accessory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to : Boomkat - 'Yo!Verture'...... Jay-Z- 'kingdom come'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXX&lt;br /&gt;The official president of the Un-Official Jay-Z fanclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Dool's has opted for being The Official Recruitment Officer of the Un-Official Jay-Z fanclub. So hit him up for membership, there is a very rigorous initiation so if you have any old misterminers, dont fret Jay-Z used to sell heaps of coke.&lt;br /&gt;CLICK BELOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/dools/blog/"&gt;DOOL'S GOLD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116416606009497648?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116416606009497648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116416606009497648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/flavours-of-tuscany-have-found-home-in.html' title='The flavours of Tuscany have found a home in the Shire...'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116401861013473330</id><published>2006-11-20T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:16:06.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"PARIS CAN HAVE STAVROS, DUMB WHORE!" just another frapp with MK and A!</title><content type='html'>These photos are from about 2 weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;After a dinner that lasted an hour and being ditched for laundry, i went and met Luke&lt;br /&gt;for some support and guidance.... for some reason maybe i think his guidance is the reason i'm being ditched for laundry though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cheer me up he surrounded me with monchichi's and talked about himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-21.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I gloria jeans now have coloured sprinkles, how exciting is that!&lt;br /&gt;Obviously we had decided that oreo chrush frappachinos would make us feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever get one you will be totally addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lukes favorite were the green...someone asked for them while he was posing for this picture, eeeewww from his crutch to the top of their frapp... GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look who else was hankering for an oreo crush. MK and A.... Its such as hassle to go out with these two now with all the paps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-21.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky i had a spare balenciaga to sheild the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look mind your own beez wax, whats up with that..... Cant a girlfriend have a quite frap? And Paris can have stavros the whore!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116401861013473330?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116401861013473330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116401861013473330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/paris-can-have-stavros-dumb-whore-just.html' title='&quot;PARIS CAN HAVE STAVROS, DUMB WHORE!&quot; just another frapp with MK and A!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116398512249223245</id><published>2006-11-19T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T17:12:02.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The story of me and my really good looking friends..... continued.</title><content type='html'>After such a civilized evening of political and social converstation, which was really nice but i needed to bail for more fun!&lt;br /&gt;Nina's house party was calling and my pre booked 12 mid night silver service turned up as all pre arranged! Many of you would be suprised but my life runs like clock work with the organization of a well oiled army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina and Sophie are really great at the Ronnies sig. pose. We are planning on starting our own reality tv show called "so you think you can internet?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina and Will, ummmm can someone tell Will that his slut spiral has to stop its getting really predictable and boring.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shot capturing the electric energy building up for the debut of our all girl DJ troope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina is the secretary of the Un-Official Jay Z fan club, look at her throwing up diamonds. That guy in the background is really a creep, he was creepin around all night. Michaella and i were taking a girl break in Nina's bedroom (talking shoes and boys.)and the creeper came in and was like "Mind if i do some coke. want a line?" Ewwwwwyer are you serious? yeh right creeper! AND HE WAS ENGLISH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'show what you got lil' momma, show me what you got pretty lady!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo really doesnt need much explaination, dont you wish your girlfriend was hot like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michaella was there, she looked really thin! We were on a mission to just be the ultimate house party bitches.....here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning holes in the dance floor, this picture is so pretty! We were dancing to S.O.S by Rihanna....although we are all Jay z children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog17-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog18-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both made out with the hottest boy at the party! Dean.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i was on the toilet and Mick was just standing there talking shoes and boys again, when this pissed girl walks in and says she needs to puke. Here i am helping her michaella thought it was hallarious because in between spews she was like " i know you, your nella." Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina started off our all girl dj troop by turning on the microphone.... amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were either playing Kanye west work out plan at this point or All Saints never ever! On All Saints news.... they have a new album, i always knew those appletons were better than just fucking oasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The combination is better than pork and sweet and sour sauce. We are available for hire, batmitvahs, wedding's, christening's, 50ths... whatever we are your ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo looks like someone is trying to punch me in the head, they probably were. But i'm sure its just they were doing some outstanding dance moves and got in the way of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is about the time i left and went home to leave.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting Michaella's boyfriend Duncan is going to do a second speaking roll on home and away as a yabby creek police officer! First famous person on telly i know, isnt that great. Michaella is now a total token hot girlfriend of a celebrity, she deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Un Official Jay Z fanclub is going well, thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;C-Haw is the un official Vice President, i am the President. &lt;br /&gt;If you want to join we are considering memberships, but you will have to pass an indepth background check. So if those 4 year overdue blockbuster videos have blackend your name don't even think about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i'm taking my mum to a secret Kings of Leon show, they are her favorite band, isnt that sick and embarassing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it breezy homies...&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;Love nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116398512249223245?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116398512249223245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116398512249223245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/story-of-me-and-my-really-good-looking.html' title='The story of me and my really good looking friends..... continued.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116398012435258016</id><published>2006-11-19T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:48:44.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm almost mid 20's which is almost 30, thats so old. PASS ME MY ZIMMER FRAME AND MY CONSOLATION PRIZE!"</title><content type='html'>Friday night Miss Viv Vaux had an amazing birthday dinner, in her mid 20's shared warehouse filled with our nearest and dearest mid 20 year old friends.&lt;br /&gt;It was like a 'secret life of us' flash back scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were my contribution, i'd woken up before the sparrows to bake cup cakes.&lt;br /&gt;I had to work at the stupid slaughter house that day, so the only time i had was well into the A.M. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla cupcakes:&lt;br /&gt;(makes about 24 cup cakes, depending on your cup cake papers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and 1/2 cups self-rising flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and 1/4 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 large eggs, at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Method:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1. Preheat oven to 170 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     2. Line two 12-cup muffin tins with cupcake papers.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     3. In a small bowl, combine the flours. Set aside.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     4. In a large bowl, on the medium speed of an electric mixer, cream the butter until smooth (*THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT, IT HAS TO TURN WHITE.). Add the sugar gradually and beat until fluffy, about 3 minutes. Add the eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Add the dry ingredients in three parts, alternating with the milk and vanilla. With each addition, beat until the ingredients are incorporated but do not overbeat. Using a rubber spatula, scrape down the batter in the bowl to make sure the ingredients are well blended. Carefully spoon the batter into the cupcake liners, filling them about three-quarters full. Bake for 20–25 minutes, or until a cake tester inserted in the center of the cupcake comes out clean.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      5. Cool the cupcakes in the tins for 1 hour. Remove from the tins and cool completely on a wire rack before adding filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      6. Cut a little round out of the top, making a little well. Then cut the excess into wings to place on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREAM FILLING:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tubs of creme fresh&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla extract to taste&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of icing sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 drops of rose colouring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix all the ingredients together with a spatular and fill little wells in the cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;Then put the little wings on and some sliced strawberries, cover with shit loads of icing sugar to make it really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy ate 5... She will wake up with an extra ass tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl loved the cup cakes, and the wine! She was such a great hostess anyone that can bake a whole barramundi in a gold evening gown is pretty much amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really good looking 20 something friends, its disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simones new boyfriend Glen's nose looks so jewish in profile, i'm so jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww what a table setting, Katie turned up late but that was ok because no one ever see's her anymore. She was seated next to me, which was nice. Although a little boozie Lucy two seats down was very excited about a hatched plan to set me up with a nice jewish boy, Josh... "It will be like seth and summer, although wait.... your more marissa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i could be as happy as her and her nice jewish boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww me and Katie, Simone was on the other side, and we noted that politics did come up in conversation that is always a sure sign of a great dinner party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, my beautiful viv sparkle!&lt;br /&gt;Your the sweetest most amazing mid 20 ever!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116398012435258016?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116398012435258016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116398012435258016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-almost-mid-20s-which-is-almost-30.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m almost mid 20&apos;s which is almost 30, thats so old. PASS ME MY ZIMMER FRAME AND MY CONSOLATION PRIZE!&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116279642696465510</id><published>2006-11-05T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:00:26.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Justify My Thug!</title><content type='html'>My Bizarch called an emergency Jay-Z fanclub meeting this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i got there and she was still being a super nerd on her computer with two screens, apparently thats what you need to have to be director.&lt;br /&gt;She said the most exciting thing that happened to her before i got there was that she almost trashed her whole hard drive....Biz you live 15 steps away from 'sexy nails' on cleavland st, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting started and we played 'Girls Girls Girls', we were rapping the first verse together and then stopped realising we were both the whitest girls ever. And Jig was never going to leave Beyonce for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biz threw up a diamond over Jigga! Jigga what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this badge she had in one of her piles of crap. It's really funny i laughed at it for almost 5mins, heck even Jew's like to rave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved our fan club meeting down to Bourke st Bakery, they really hate us there.&lt;br /&gt;Biz said it was because we spend lots of money there just on lunches and because they are earning crap and smelling like yeasty sausage rolls. There was also this girl serving with a huge naked midriff, i'm sorry midriff's should be banned in hospitality. I dont care if its Surry Hills and you feel it makes you an individual by showing off you lame lower back tattoo's, NO ABDOMINAL SWEAT IN MY SKIM LATTE THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/2285_b.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Roc-A-Fella' finest..... JIGGA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever...&lt;br /&gt;Nella x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to : &lt;br /&gt;Irreplaceable (which should be called: To the left)- Beyonce, Tightrope- Steph Mac.&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.... on repeat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116279642696465510?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116279642696465510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116279642696465510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/11/justify-my-thug.html' title='Justify My Thug!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116220546543513239</id><published>2006-10-30T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T02:51:05.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Always the bridesmaid never the bride!</title><content type='html'>8.47pm Monday evening:&lt;br /&gt;Have a sinking feeling that i may have accidently on purpose spiked my own drink last night. Just for a few extra kicks, like i needed any more. Geezzzzz I am so embarassed, the last thing i remember was doing Madonna circa 'Hung up' boom box lunges with Nick at 4am.. or was it 5am with all the clock fiddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i scare myself at my ability to spend money. So when i arrived at the big hotel place where the party was last night and it hadnt started yet...all i could think about was champagne it was like i needed it to run through my blood. If i could have had a champagne transfusion in that hotel lobby i would have. So when i ordered a glass and the only options were Verve or Moet by the glass i didnt even bat an eyelid, so i basically injected that $30 glass of golden goodness like it was a a miricle cure for eternal thiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to the party and was ditched by my friends, because apparently phones are way more interesting than me. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose looking every bit the best piece of ass at the whole damn party. Boots with a satin hot pant jumpsuit was a very brave choice. I heard a rumour that she is rollerskating in Jessica Simpsons video 'Public affair'. She got a bit flustered all up in suit because her favorite high school band sliverchair were there. In year 10 she skipped school and caught the train to Newcastle with another friend of ours just to go try find them. Like if they just hung out at the oak milk factory Daniel Johns would just turn up and fall in love with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bizarches are the best! Rose also told me about the first time she vommited from tequila, it was gross. The first time i vommited from tequila was in year 9, at a new years eve house party. I'd been knocking it back mixed with creaming soda (delcious mix) and then after half a bottle i wandered upstairs to the bedroom of the really cute boy who was having the party and he was showing me all of his in depth mix tape collection (he totally wanted to pash me, year 9 was a massive year with pashing) and i spewed all over it, then my mum had to come and get me.&lt;br /&gt;Also in year 9 our science teacher told us that spit germs from other people stay in your mouth for 7months, then we made lists to see how many boys spit germs we had in our mouths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/sb7hp10tf.png&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the girls were there, just hanging out maxin' relaxin' and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hickey has now made a razzling return to the chronic's, looking every bit my inspiration. Couldnt quite make out everything she was saying, then she went M.I.A and i annoyed everyone at the party asking where she was.&lt;br /&gt;Luke and i are trying this new picking up boy conversation tactic, where you just tell them they have to ask you out in a really demanding but cute way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newly single and really easy Sam Hodge previously my main gay, but now he never calls me turned up. Do you guys have to be so impressed with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the aria super group that played last night, channel 10 didnt air it because there was a 15min coreographed dance routine and i did an accapella rain dance dedicated to Midnight oil. Trust me we are going to be bigger than big. Look how good i've gotten at the paris hilton wonky eye photo pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was sunday, there was a token wine club member in attendance. There chicks at the party weren't up to fil's standard to he latr'ed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who dont sue?????????????????????? BABY BABY BABY. The was a reunion last night that was bigger than Take that's new come back single. (UMMMMM i always new mark owen was that hot one, he is still hot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Come on baby we aint gonna live forever, let me show you all the things that we could do.'&lt;br /&gt;Finally back together at last. Jolyon and i were back to our old tricks straight away. Have i mentioned that we have a secret ring on the telephone, because i have a private number (happens when your really really pretty.) and he has a credit card blow out, we made a secret ring so he doesnt have to be yelled at by AM/EX. Ring once , let it ring one time and then call back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that could make me feel better is some miserable water and watching the rest of Greys Annatomy, Mc Dreamy is mine and lukes favorite salt and pepper hottie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do if you want to call someone but you dont have their number? How fare do you go so you dont look like a stalker-azzi?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite news story of the day:&lt;br /&gt;Ho'an is going LOCO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/lindsaylohansnl20060012jpg3cb.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho ... it appears that all this partying may be finally catching up with her. The usually adept party animal was seen early this morning in a very strange state, according to TMZ: At 6:45 am, a TMZ spy spotted Lindsay at Olive and Sunset in Hollywood, near a dog park. Lindsay was sitting in her parked black Cadillac Escalade and our spy, who was walking his dog, could see Lohan through the tinted windows, "freaking out" and talking on her phone. Then, Lohan called our spy over and told him that two men in a silver Toyota 4Runner -- parked behind her -- had been following her for the last two hours, trying to "hit" her vehicle. Our spy reports that "she seemed out of it," that it appeared she'd been out all night, and that she'd clearly been crying, with mascara running down her face. "I've called the cops," said Lindsay of her alleged pursuers. "But the cops can't catch them." Um, it turns out that the car she was freaking out over was just the regular paparazzi that is usually on her tail. Maybe she was just tired ... all that partying must be taking its toll on her.&lt;br /&gt;From - Pinkisthenewblog.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116220546543513239?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116220546543513239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116220546543513239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/always-bridesmaid-never-bride.html' title='Always the bridesmaid never the bride!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116139465052589518</id><published>2006-10-20T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:37:51.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlotte Church - "There you go Lohan you little shit!"</title><content type='html'>Charlotte Church is hallarious...&lt;br /&gt;We need more crap TV here, and we need Charlotte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She doesnt like George Bush because he asked her&lt;br /&gt;"What state Wales was in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is the best footballers wife ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And to top it off she can sink more piss than the whole Welsh football&lt;br /&gt;side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRkrS-GzQVQ&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRkrS-GzQVQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRkrS-GzQVQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDR2kbq8ygM&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDR2kbq8ygM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tDR2kbq8ygM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CHARLOTTE CHURCH SHOW, ITS WELL WELSH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116139465052589518?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116139465052589518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116139465052589518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/charlotte-church-there-you-go-lohan.html' title='Charlotte Church - &quot;There you go Lohan you little shit!&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116139381706107367</id><published>2006-10-20T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:47:08.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy chai frappachino chilling flat skim vanilla grande iced jaffa flat chino! ERRRRRR ITS JUST A DAMN COFFEE!</title><content type='html'>Michaella is the latest of my friends to be attacked by the 'intollerence.'&lt;br /&gt;This crippling disease that is depleating sydney of soy milk and ginger.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be the only things that the Intollerants can eat.&lt;br /&gt;We met up for ladies coffee, i use that term loosely.... This was her text message - &lt;br /&gt;"Nells are you free tomorrow for coffee? Midday newtown." &lt;br /&gt;So i assumed we would both be drinking coffee.... WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did however impress me with her latest CD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep thats right Michaella and i might be the only people who have bought Beyonce's latest offering. Its seriously bombed out, every single is crap.&lt;br /&gt;She should have stuck it out with Michelle and Kelly. Bitch got too big for her boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a 10min debate on whether those crocodiles were real. I said they were real, and they would be alligators because they have them over there. We only have crocodiles here in the land of brown. The picture also raised the topic of 'Tan Lines' which with all expected beach fun coming up will be a worry. Anyway all these cut out one piece swimsuits are going to leave you looking like a bound red raw ham after a day in the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i am looking like the ultimate Scandinavian block... That dress was good in theory then catching my reflection in windows i was really embarassed it looked like i was celebrating a mama cass memorial day. It was a fucking moo moo! A really hot one, but still a moo moo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our drinks came, Grace had a green juice... YUCK. She wasnt impressed either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Michaella with her soyt chai latte tea pot shit. I had a skim milk coffee. (because my ass does not need any more encouragment.)&lt;br /&gt;It was cute at first awwww she got her own tea pot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it wouldnt pour out because there was all this ginger blocking the pouring hole part.... and because of all the spicey chai shit in it the stainer got blocked....&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN SHE NEEDED SOME HONEY BECAUSE IT TASTED LIKE SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace and i unimpressed with soy chai lattes, Michaella was starting to feel like a dumb ass by this point. She almost saw the light and abandoned the Intollerants. I like to see her try and find gulten and wheat free pasta on her honeymoon in Tuscuny. Or some Carob in Switzerland..... What is happening to people in sydney?&lt;br /&gt;Girls say that after they eat bread containing gulten and wheat they get bloated.... ummm yeah because you ate too much and your full and a little bit piggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was getting to the point of this. The chai was starting to stink and she had almost used a whole box of napkins. Am i the only person finding this a little bit ridiculous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it ended like this.... I had finshed my cup of coffee 25mins ago and she was on her last cup of chai. The mess and waste was horrible and she got chai bits of leaf and crap stuck in all her sequins. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email me with any other strange coffee choices:&lt;br /&gt;nellavan@optusnet.com.au&lt;br /&gt;xxx &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116139381706107367?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116139381706107367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116139381706107367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/soy-chai-frappachino-chilling-flat.html' title='Soy chai frappachino chilling flat skim vanilla grande iced jaffa flat chino! ERRRRRR ITS JUST A DAMN COFFEE!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116126306908243455</id><published>2006-10-19T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T06:04:29.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KANYE WEST'S- Get right for the summer work out tape....Thats right put in work, eat your salad NO desert GET THAT MAN YOU DESERVE!!</title><content type='html'>"My name is ASSandra, since listening to Kanye's work out tape I've been able to get my phone bill paid, i got sounds and 13's put on my cavailler and i was able to get an free trip to Cancun....And whats most importantly is that i aint gotta fuck with Ray-Ray's broke ass no more!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right its the break out summer day, carefully planned. It needed to be a day that wasnt too hot and when the beach wouldnt be too crowded...Today was perfect, what other kind of sad losers go to the beach on a thursday afternoon. Viv and I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look we are not even road worthy, we caught P.T to Bronte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect chance to use my angry cat towel. We had a dairy pinic with 3 kinds of cheese -  Peccerino, spiced gouda and bitey chedder, there was also some yogurt and a capsicum.&lt;br /&gt;We are way into lactose and stuff, good teeth and bones are really not valued highly enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv is so pretty, even with a mouthful of gouda. The conversation varied between how penis's look in speedo's to what is Justin Timberlakes best ever song to how i am a really good catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again trying to re-live our party party youth, it didnt work. We got thru about 2 drinks and decided we shouldnt get too pissy. Some disturbing news Viv told me, her boyfriend stole her emergency vodka from the freezer! "Oh NO he didnt" was my response. Thats dump worthy stuff worse than kissing your best friends girlfriend at your own wedding!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out on the leado deck for a while, watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone had to eat the capsicum. I've been watching so many episodes of Americas Next Top Model lately with Miss Tyra Bizz-anks, my pose's are getting really good. This one is called : Chest bomb enhancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirming that my fanclub are the best! Phil and Vitto turned up, they know me so well that i didnt even tell them where i was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladiessssss, dont hound me about this stud. I KNOW! Phil is one hot beef stud, video ezy paddingtons employee of the year is single and taking offers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viv Vaux you look like a little greek grandmother! No one could ever pull off those shorts as well as you..... mama cita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while back in the crap corner, i had a mini break down over sand in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone invent a spray that is sand repelling with an spf 1 million!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVAH IT! Lets get back to reality. 378 Bus anyone?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have picked the song of the day : Kanye West's - Work out plan.&lt;br /&gt;It should be give out to everyone when they join fitness first along with the water bottle, back pack and key ring.&lt;br /&gt;Kanye is just keeping the world sexy, but hey not everyone is buying it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO KANYES WORK OUT PLAN I'M THE ENVY OF ALL MY FRIENDS, SEE I PULLED ME A BALLER MAN AND I AINT GOTTA WORK AT THE MALL AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116126306908243455?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116126306908243455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116126306908243455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/kanye-wests-get-right-for-summer-work.html' title='KANYE WEST&apos;S- Get right for the summer work out tape....Thats right put in work, eat your salad NO desert GET THAT MAN YOU DESERVE!!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116115225404260314</id><published>2006-10-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:24:28.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DOOLS GOLD...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/Picture1-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dool's has a pretty good blog, he is also pretty funny on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;His voice pry's me from bed to the shower, on the sad sad weekend morning's i have to work at the slaughter house. (See previous post, i work at an auction house.)&lt;br /&gt;He is also a really big Hot Dog's fan, as am I.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to his blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click below click below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/triplej/dools/blog/"&gt;DOOLS GOLD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other Hot Dogs news, one lucky very sexy past chonicles star will be taking Hot Dogs as her date to the Aria's this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god there will be another photo op for her stunning Brownlow medal dress....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116115225404260314?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116115225404260314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116115225404260314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/dools-gold.html' title='DOOLS GOLD...'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116114912840708179</id><published>2006-10-17T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:29:31.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Etiquette....The in's and out's of party poise.</title><content type='html'>*CONVERSATION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times i've seen shy little wall flowers sitting on the side lines, when approached they whimper about how shy they are. Cut the crap bitch! If you really cant think of anything to start a converstation with here are some ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This party really blows, want to see my chest bombs?"&lt;br /&gt;*This line works in any kind of situation, and lets face it most girls have there tits hanging out at parties anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What do you do? I'm really boring."&lt;br /&gt;*This line works at most fashion/music/pretentious functions, because the person your talking to is more than likely very happy to self promote whatever lame ass wanky industry job they have. They probably either a stylist/art director/graphic designer. &lt;br /&gt;Careful this could take up the whole party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You slept with my boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;*Sydney is a cesspool of incestuous aging desperate sluts and cheating boyfriends who never miss a party."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and i are demonstrating, see how intested i am that she is a graphic designer. &lt;br /&gt;Wowing me with photoshop knowledge, oh yeah i eat adobe illistrator for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANAPES:&lt;br /&gt;Time and again when arriving at a party you can already see the carnage out the front, pretty girls puking all over their day turned night outfits.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girls limiting foods, because didnt you know every girl in Sydeny is; WHEAT, GLUCOSE, SUGAR, LACTOSE, CARB, YEAST intollerant?!?!?! So that small garden salad sans the bread roll from wellbeing at 12pm for lunch is not exactly going to line your stomach for the function/party that starts straight after work. &lt;br /&gt;The saying 'Eating is cheating' should be left to annorexic's and council workers on friday's past midday.&lt;br /&gt;So eat the food at parties! You'll still get drunk, just not to the point of regurating in your bosses mouth while pashing him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Rose and i were knocking back party pies at an alarming rate, but thats ok because we didnt Puke or Pash...That is the beauty of canapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUDITY:&lt;br /&gt;Now i know i just told you flashing your norks is a good conversation starter, but thats only if your ta-tas are young fresh and clean and you do it in a dark corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nudity can be just plain disgusting, Craig here has had a bad case of beer-block. Most boys get this after drinking all day in the sun, he is a cold mess. Sitting on Gareths sofa there is direct contact between BUM AND SOFA.... ewwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PASS OUTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/SIS8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ok if you are faking it to get your boyfriend to leave, or to get out of talking to your asshole ex boyfriend. But they are they only acceptable situations, otherwise if this happens to you... AA IS THATA WAY &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly here are some tried and tested party anthems:(all dedicated to tyson!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2unlimted - get ready for this&lt;br /&gt;Red nex - Cotton eyed Joe&lt;br /&gt;Coolio - 1,2,3,4 Get your woman on the floor&lt;br /&gt;dj Kool - Let me clear my throat&lt;br /&gt;Snap! -  Rythym is a dancer&lt;br /&gt;La bouche - Mr vain&lt;br /&gt;Guru Josh -  infinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING OF PARTIES, I WILL BE RETURNING TO POD WARS ON SATURDAY.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116114912840708179?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116114912840708179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116114912840708179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/party-etiquettethe-ins-and-outs-of.html' title='Party Etiquette....The in&apos;s and out&apos;s of party poise.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116113639637031403</id><published>2006-10-17T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:53:16.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haute Couture....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog28-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the ugliest Jumper i have ever ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;We found it at the saint vinnie's, broadway a little while ago.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what sets it apart:&lt;br /&gt;*It was hand knitted... Yep someones nanna in the late 80's early 90's was given a pattern by their Boy George loving grand-daughter and forced to knit the monstrosity.&lt;br /&gt;*100% Acrylic.&lt;br /&gt;*The genius idea of stripes on the sleeves and checks on the body... Flattering for any figure.&lt;br /&gt;*Its yellow and brown.&lt;br /&gt;*THE ARTISITC TEXTURE - to all you non knitters out there, its actually quite hard to alternate between plain and textured wool, in this case its art.&lt;br /&gt;*It's like a size 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the 'hipster cardigan kid gangs' hadn't snapped it up already. Jealous much.&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed those kids, their prime hang out is a 500m radius of the Gaslight.&lt;br /&gt;But its spreading....&lt;br /&gt;They wear tight jeans, an off-center hair cut, and so much colour its like a licorice all-sort spewed on them. To top off their outfit there is always a revolting cardigan thown on for a tad more gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Notorious N.I.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116113639637031403?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116113639637031403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116113639637031403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/haute-couture.html' title='Haute Couture....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-116113333038063469</id><published>2006-10-17T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:04:02.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nella's ark.</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit jealous that Noah had an ark with two of every animal.&lt;br /&gt;Now he would have to have a whole new boat for cross-breds.&lt;br /&gt;Like my dog Pollyanna, she is Maltese x Shitzu. When Doctor Harry invented all this cross breeding he really didnt think how it would effect these dogs brains. Because Polly is very very cute but is a complete psycho.&lt;br /&gt;This photo of us was taken at Michaella's birthday picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest pet is 'STICKY' the stick insect, i found him on a tree in the back yard. He is now just hanging out around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;Nella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching:&lt;br /&gt;Jamies Kitchen - This show should be called 'The Harry and Manu show'. Where did they find these kids? Is our school system that bad? &lt;br /&gt;Laguna Beach - Kendra is such a slut, can you believe she denyed macking on Cameron in the stretch SUV after the dance thing. &lt;br /&gt;Americas Next Top Model -  Tyra Banks is just really extending her 15mins to the point of maximum contract payment. Mel-rose should really go this week, she is 23 and a whole bag of suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening:&lt;br /&gt;ELO-mainly Jungle and Mr Blue Sky,Ben Kweller - Sundress, Canned Heat - Going to the country, NWA - A bitch is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST:&lt;br /&gt;Since publishing this post, Sticky made his own way back to the wild. It was sad for 10 mins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-116113333038063469?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116113333038063469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/116113333038063469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/10/nellas-ark.html' title='Nella&apos;s ark.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115866675173586833</id><published>2006-09-19T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T04:57:08.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Beautiful people, aw you'll never have to be alone. Because there will always be someone with the same button on as you."</title><content type='html'>Sunday, was great. I took J.P to the movies as a belated birthday present!&lt;br /&gt;She loved it, the new Hill Duff movie + Large pop corn + cokes as big as &lt;br /&gt;my head again. They were so big i couldnt hold them up to drink in the movie&lt;br /&gt;i had to bend over and sip from the straw leaving the massive cup in the holder thing.&lt;br /&gt;RIDIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some gigantic 3D movie watching glasses, in the cinema. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoyts on George st is now the daggy cimnema we decided. No one goes there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;This means that the cinemas are empty and there is no DUMB art house movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the cinematic master piece of 'Material Girls', JP and i did a little shopping in david jones and thought that some pasta at Bill and tony's would be great... it would have been great but they dont serve pasta till 6pm... it was 5pm.... WINE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;Look how much of a light weight i am compared to my best friend. I want to put her in a goon skulling competition, we would clean UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally we got our pasta an free gallon of orange cordial and basket of stale bread. We thought of a theory why they give you the free bread before your meal. Its so you fill up on all the bread and leave half your meal, then they food processor it all up and make more meat balls from it! EEEEEWWWWW. but so true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those carbs i needed digestion walk, so i thought i should go and say sorry to viv at the cricks for being so drunk that i couldnt open the door to leave on friday. Here is anna who made me grow hairs on my chest with a pretty much straight vodka, that candle is now in the next 'Romance was born' Range its going to be covered in glitter and $200 available at capital L next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upstairs i bumped into my favorite wine club, mostly we talked about Fil's spear fishing new puchase, and porno's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that i'm the first ever girl to whitness a wine club meeting in session, although it wasnt at the official club house (fil's lounge room) it was pretty insightful. There wasnt any wine drunk? What a front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-11.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getz was tired from out drinking Will in Melbourne the night before, yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost like we're friends again. Crossed eyes= why is my crazy psycho ex girlfriend so funy and hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i left without saying good bye, its my new thing, mysterious and un-available.&lt;br /&gt;Hot tailed it outta there and to newtown to meet Luke and Tim. They had been at 'Earth dance' all day, how cute they bought matching pink plastic bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two pairs of bears.... all kissing, cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matching braces... SNAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squashed in a gay love sandwich, the other day my friend thomas wrote me a myspace comment saying :"You were invented by gays" At first i was kind of upset, and like "NOOOO" but now looking back, maybe i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke and Tim and Jake with some old gay man at the gay bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog17-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were no drag shows that night so Luke and I jumped at the chance to have our own off broadway musical, these photos are meant to be like year 12 drama class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog18-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 12 Drama: Kind of kooky but still pretty girl and her best friend the accepted but unaccepted gay. Over acting our socks off, and jealousy over her athletic boyfriend that the gay has been in love with since year 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog20-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad at first when Luke got a boyfriend, i was the third wheel for maybe an hour. Look at me trying to get in and not be left out, my knees are in the photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog23-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia is really obsessed with the free range chicken sticks from Chicken wizard, I took her word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog24-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing much left but some dangy peas that had been in the bay-marie since probably that morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog26-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decor is amazing, dancing chickens everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that excitment i slept so well, best sleep ever.&lt;br /&gt;Also i'd been so confussed and banged up for an idea of what to dress up for&lt;br /&gt;haloween as... i was going to be a pumpkin or a ballarina from swan lake...but it was all a bit nab.... Then after my monster sleep.&lt;br /&gt;TA DAH!&lt;br /&gt;I AM GOING TO BE PRINCESS LAYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm going to read some in bed and drink a cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a total drag at the slaughter house and tomorrow will be just as bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nells&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: CSS- Lets make love, Suzi Quatro - Devil gate drive, Tom petty- it'll all work out, Weezer -Say it aint so(infact anything weezer, back to being my favorite band, i'm reverting back to being 14.)Madonna - La isla bonita. (its a classic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading: A book on El Lissitzky, its very interesting although most of it would be more fun in practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching: my waist, no more cookies tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115866675173586833?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115866675173586833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115866675173586833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/beautiful-people-aw-youll-never-have.html' title='&quot;Beautiful people, aw you&apos;ll never have to be alone. Because there will always be someone with the same button on as you.&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115858897433724635</id><published>2006-09-18T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T07:16:14.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIGGY BIGGY CANT YOU SEE SOMETIMES YOUR RHYMES JUST HYPNOTIZE ME!</title><content type='html'>These were taken by my friend Liz ham, on that really hot saturday a couple of weeks ago, when it reached 26degrees in winter! What is happening el-niiinz!Shit, and also on global warming, australia isnt going to get much rain from now till april. Oh and spain is going to have wicked massive deverstating flooding... YEAH NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC CHANNEL! So dont go to spain, not that i was planing to, dont make me say i told you so!&lt;br /&gt;So right, these photo's are of me and Liz's fiance James. We were at Surry Hills markets, they had their own a stall and i was just helping jolyon with his stall of shit. But with the midday long neck run Liz was soon left alone because James snuck off to have double rum and cokes at the Clock hotel.... Suddenly an engagment ring isnt so appealing. They were taken after he had come back stummbling with trucker burnt arms and stinking of booze, we noticed we had the same hat on which instantly meant...ta dah!&lt;br /&gt;WHITE RAP DUO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Nella!&lt;br /&gt;(* PEACE= LIKE HOW THE RAPPERS SAY IT.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115858897433724635?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115858897433724635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115858897433724635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/biggy-biggy-cant-you-see-sometimes.html' title='BIGGY BIGGY CANT YOU SEE SOMETIMES YOUR RHYMES JUST HYPNOTIZE ME!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115845929754357858</id><published>2006-09-16T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T19:20:16.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.</title><content type='html'>Since maybe you only justed started reading the nella chronicles or you dont know me at all and just think i'm a pretty cute, pretty funny girl. I've decided to do give you a little bit of insight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog24.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was almost 2 years ago now, it was christmas eve at the clare. Viv used to work there, now she works at the cricketers. Anway this is me and viv. She is one of my best friends and is part of my knitting club 'Bitches with stitches'. Actually its only me and her in the club. I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog23.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was last christmas, with my grandmother and puppy, pollyanna. I think i was really hungover and didnt get the presents i wanted so wasnt really into the whole christmas thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog21.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordy my other more better half. He is the most lovely friend in the world. We met when we were both working at Tsubi (maybe 4 years ago) and even though it was a really big space and plently of desks we wanted to hang out all day together so we shared a desk, like at school. Anyway, he has since moved to Paris to work for another friend. I visited him once and am going to go back soon. Awwwwww missing your other half is so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog26.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be my boyfriend for a long time, Glen. We broke up a while ago. We are trying to talk not to each other now because it always turns into dumb fighting. But i still love him alot. This photo seemed appropriate because he works at a music company, but his extent of playing is restricted to the games at arcades on george st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog18-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me at my sometimes job at the slaughter house (auction house). Its pretty boring most of the time and i dont really like the people who buy stuff. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog20.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last summer my friend Mikey said he had met this girl who was swiss but lived in london, and thought we might get along well. He was right. Athena and i had the biggest summer of fun ever. This was taken before we were going out for a night on the town. Plenty of party dresses and gin and tonics. She has gone back to London now but will be back in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog17-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this secret, i'm totally and utterly addicted to office works and stationary. Its really the only that can make me really happy, if i feel a bit sad or have had a crap week, the label maker machine isle really makes everything better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a car we were selling at the slaughter house, it was the best car i've ever seen, it was heaps and heaps of money though so i didnt get it. &lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like red wine, like i really really like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is possibly the funniest photo i've ever taken, talk about making a mountain out of a mole-hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my most favorite things, coffee and taking photos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP JOAQUIN, no i actually dont know them but since i've never had anyone i know die i thought it would be good to prepare myself for it. So we went to the cemetery, it was really sad, and i hope i dont have to go back anytime soon. P.S JOAQUIN PHEONIX is really hot, thats why i chose this grave for the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog28.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been on a date for ages, i wonder why? walrus chop sticks... My hair was really blonde for ages, it was this colour when i was a little kid, maybe i couldnt move on and wished it was still this colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog22.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this one time my friend and main gay Sam won big on the slots! Fo cereal! At the asian mandarin club, we celebrated all night with $2 campari and soda's. Thats how he got his nickname :NEW MONEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend Michaella, she has her own radio show on FBI wednesday to friday, the breakfast shift. Havent seen her for a while.... call me bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog19.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma's birthday was a damn riot.... HAHAHA my mum is in this photo she is on the right at the window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog27.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i really like ice skating. Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115845929754357858?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115845929754357858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115845929754357858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/something-old-something-new-something.html' title='Something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115840973191924827</id><published>2006-09-16T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T05:28:51.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back off gold dust woman!</title><content type='html'>So, i've been alone and miserable the past couple of weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon left me for dead, opting for a footloose fancy free gay old time in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;Which really sucks because now i have no-one to hang out with on wednesdays and see movies. He is the only one that understands how funny "You smell like lead pencil's" is.&lt;br /&gt;Lukes mail order boyfriend from melbourne arrived yesterday and i've been pushed away like last years christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;Watching dvd's in bed and trying to finish knitting scarves for a fading winter, is pretty much my favorite things to do on Friday nights now.&lt;br /&gt;But before i became such a nanna, i was once a crazy young drunk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blogone.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, Jolyon and i went to Laurens birthday party at the gass light, it started at 5pm, we got there at 5.25pm. Second to arrive, way last to leave. This was half way though the night. HALLARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blogthree.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also really side splittingly funny. Jolyon made funny voices with a packet of ciggs. I have never seen people with teeth like that, so basically those scare tactic's are not working on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke and i spiked our own beers with vodka, there is only one thing that can follow that..... A STEVIE WONDER IMPRESSION! Its really funny, i'll do it for you one time when i'm drunk enough "here i am baby, signed sealed delivered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blogtwo.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CALLED TO SAY I LOVE YOU". This is really the only impression that i can do, so i make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day we walked up to Crown st from chinatown, i made jolyon go the long way under wynyard station so i could skope for hot professional men in suits. There were none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so wierd history art thing that looks like water, i think its something to do with captain cook, but maybe not. But its really creepy and gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier earlier that day, we went on our last wednesday lunch date in Chinatown, the sussex centre food court. Which is highly romantic and has so much ambiance you just get lost in the moment. Anyway i made sure to get one of every sauce just incase, Jolyon kept on calling my tray "48 shades of brown" like that new shitty australian movie. Also i find it really appealing when my coca cola is bigger than my head, its kind of sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah that was flavorsome!I didnt get through much, but i gave it my best shot. You know that japanese place on Cleavland st that has the 6liter udon noodle soup eating competition? Well i would be so crap at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its saturday night, mostly everyone i know is out having fun, but i've opted for another night in. Just watched some telly, it was dumb. Going to make hot chocolate and try and finish my knitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it breezy!&lt;br /&gt;Knitorious N.I.T...&lt;br /&gt;STITCHES FO' MY BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching: Loads of telly, mainly Laguna beach the third season is really getting slutty and good. Entertainment tonight to get the updates on the mysterious death of Anna Nicole Smiths son. Tomorrow i really have to leave my house, so i'm going to the movies with J.P to see material girls, the new Hill and Hayle duff movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading: &lt;a href="http://www.socialiterank.com/"&gt;SOCIAL RANK&lt;/a&gt;..... CLICK IT! ITS A LINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening: Midlake - Young bride,Peter Paul and Mary - Lime and the coconut, Neil diamond -  Girl you'll be a woman soon, Hill duff -  Play with fire, The concretes -  LONELY AS CAN BE!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115840973191924827?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115840973191924827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115840973191924827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-off-gold-dust-woman.html' title='Back off gold dust woman!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115683950922681568</id><published>2006-08-29T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T05:20:38.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAZZLING DEBS AND A BIT OF FEMALE TROUBLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/Picture2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear loyal readers,&lt;br /&gt;The lack of posts is a terrible effort on my part.&lt;br /&gt;Working far too hard on other crap, and going out too much.&lt;br /&gt;Girls who say it takes them 10mins to get ready for a party are&lt;br /&gt;lying wenches, where do they pull those colour matched perfectly&lt;br /&gt;snappy outfits from? Their perky asses? No no no.&lt;br /&gt;You know the ones i mean, the right mix of vintage (currently a bowlers hat or&lt;br /&gt;plaid shirt seems the magic touch) with just a snip of australian designer, maybe&lt;br /&gt;an alice mc Call pinnafore or some lover short shorts over tights.&lt;br /&gt;Their hair is the right volume, which is hard to tell if its been blowen out&lt;br /&gt;or as they would say " it just dried like this straight out of the shower."&lt;br /&gt;Faces with no clue of their age, possible 19-28... "no i dont have SK-11 facials, i dont even use a facial cleanser." WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;It takes me an hour and a half to get ready, thats right. &lt;br /&gt;*30mins of triple conditioning my hair, thats like a quarter of a bottle of conditioner while combing all the knots out.... ouch! But hey short hair is for dykes.&lt;br /&gt;*Then there is the choice in music to get ready to, this is very important because you feel crappy if you chose something dumb. I suggest : The supremes, Jay z (the grey album),and anything up beat by Janet jackson (especially escapade, its the best!)&lt;br /&gt;*By this stage your outfit should be pressed and on your bed layed out, with matching underwear! N.B you will feel like something is wrong the whole night if your underwear does not match.&lt;br /&gt;*Apply toners,primers,moisturisers.&lt;br /&gt;*Blow hair out,  put make up on.( This must be done before the outfit comes on or when you look in the mirror it will throw you.)&lt;br /&gt;*Outfit on, outfit change back to first outfit.&lt;br /&gt;*Then stuff like perfume to match the outfit,and packing your bag. &lt;br /&gt;All in all its one big mission, all to turn out like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/chronicles2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Alicia and i at tatler last thursday, and yes all the prep pays off. SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/chronicles4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally i have great ideas, lightbulb moments. Like when Alicia and i used the dodging line to sleazy guys "I kind of invented wood, its a bi-product of wool, and she invented gold". Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-7.jpg&gt; It pains me to inform everyone, that my bestest bestest fella and friend Jolyon is moving to melbourne in less than a week. So in aid, we had a debutante ball at Gay bash. It was great except we were the only 2 people who dressed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginal in a see through white dress, i even wrote jolyons name on my knickers.( Thats what we used to do in year 8 if you wanted to pash a boy, it now seems a bit creepy, i'm going to do it all the time anyway.Stalking is so in, thats why myspace was invented)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon made me a beautiful corsage, it has pastel ribbons and was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;P.s i am only now realising how slutty my dress looked in the camera flashes. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Gac's was my older brother for the evening and chaperone, making bribes all night like " If you tell mom and dad i was smoking ciggs i'll tell them you just got fingered by the whole football team." And by the end i realised he only came to try and make out with my date, fucking homo! On a lighter note, my hair was really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was the best dj, playing the extended dance version of the veronica's "Everything is f'ed up". And this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole lotta rump shakin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah watch out lance armstrong, where did those calves come from nella? Gee better cut down on those 20km bike rides everyday. Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how empty the dance floor was, all the better for our breakdancing. It was the best most gay deb ball ever, now i am officially a lady of society and all that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordan is such a loser, can you even believe we are friends with him, have you seen his myspace? Why does he have to be such a clinging annoying snitch, all night. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to miss my fella so much, if you see me walking around you know, at the movies, coffee, shopping, china town with a 6'2 cardborad cut out in a ginger wig i'm only trying to make up for my lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;Is it too early to advertise for a replacement?&lt;br /&gt;Here are some requirements:&lt;br /&gt;*Secret phone rings ( ring once hang up ring again.)&lt;br /&gt;*Constant re-assurence that we are both quitting the ciggs.&lt;br /&gt;*Wednesday is movie day.&lt;br /&gt;*A deep love and appreciation for the Sussex centre food court, and&lt;br /&gt;the dumpling house, china town in general.&lt;br /&gt;*Quick whit and a bitchy tounge!&lt;br /&gt;*Must hate Lucy Edwards.&lt;br /&gt;*Have seen all of the final destination films.&lt;br /&gt;*And most importantly love me and be my friend!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU JOLYON, I WILL MISS YOU SO MUCH AND PROMISE TO CRY AT LEAST WITH RUNNING MASCARA HYSTERICALLY IN PUBLIC,I WILL CALL YOU AS MUCH AS I DO NOW,YOUR THE BEST BEST EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE NELLA.&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more photo's mom, geeeez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115683950922681568?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115683950922681568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115683950922681568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/dazzling-debs-and-bit-of-female.html' title='DAZZLING DEBS AND A BIT OF FEMALE TROUBLE!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115545900794484922</id><published>2006-08-13T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:50:08.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone can be MF DOOM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/mfdoom.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you need is some tin foil stuff and lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Recomended to cover those end of weekend booze bags under your&lt;br /&gt;almost mid 20's blood shot eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it much too much ask not to hide behind the mask....."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115545900794484922?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115545900794484922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115545900794484922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/everyone-can-be-mf-doom.html' title='Everyone can be MF DOOM...'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115535080861552604</id><published>2006-08-11T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:46:48.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE 2 RONNIES....</title><content type='html'>The past week has been a busy one with; Strokies, work, school,lady's night, losing in the pod war and..... THE RONNIES!&lt;br /&gt;Toddles my newest best friend, got us some highly prized tickets, scalpers were trying to buy them off us for&lt;br /&gt;$400....for cereal! Who to take? It was a toss up between all my gays.... but Luke won out in the end.&lt;br /&gt;It was at luna park, so the plan was to get pretty stoned and go on all the rides first and eat carney food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the getting stoned part, in the park near milsons point station. Luke wanted to&lt;br /&gt;light up the weed just walking to luna park from the station, even though we were surrounded by families&lt;br /&gt;and little kids all singing veronica's songs... Grow a some social skills GAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had arrived, so excited and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok lets go on all the throwing up rides first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG WRONG WRONG.....all the rides were closed, the ferris wheel wasnt even turning just&lt;br /&gt;for effect. We were DEVVY! The only kind of carney thing we could do was the dumb mirrors,&lt;br /&gt;which are pretty funny when your stoned, but not as fun as the throwing up rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RONNIES TICKETS......."everything is f'ed up straight from the heart, tell me what do you do when&lt;br /&gt;it all falls apart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coney Island, this was after eating a whole packet of chips and i was licking the salt off my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;It was getting kind of scary seeing people who were our age at a Veronica's concert for real, and people&lt;br /&gt;on dates there.....Sad boring people who maybe have broken car radio's that only play 104.1 2day fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the baby bear cub Luke. We had stummled up to the security guard and i had managed to&lt;br /&gt;mummble and giggle out "ummm where is the ghost train?" The ghost train burnt down and killed 8 people.&lt;br /&gt;WOAH SNAP BACK TO REALITY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAHHHHHHH WOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHIOOOOOOOOOO it was time... They played the only 3 songs i know&lt;br /&gt;in the first 15 mins, then luke bumped into this creepy old woman looking at the stage with a telescope, it was only&lt;br /&gt;5 metres away. FREAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke was so inspired for his next range, just looking at the merch stand gaving him a gazillion ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still stoned and excited by the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the dissapointment of no ferris wheel....it was all over, we left because we didnt know the rest of&lt;br /&gt;their songs and all the little kids were creeping me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really bad news the trains back to the real world weren't working, so on to the rail bus we went.&lt;br /&gt;We totally pushed through the lines and got onto the first bus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lets go to gay bars in newtown, to even out the night."&lt;br /&gt;"Great idea"&lt;br /&gt;Luke and i are also having a competion who can keep their bright pink ronnies wrist band on&lt;br /&gt;longest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Sutto for not coming to your going away party last night, but i needed to get some much needed sleep, project runway and the hills!&lt;br /&gt;You probably didnt even notice i wasnt there, dont worry i'll take care of Hickey for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Nas-come get me, Beyonce - de javu, Weezer- the sweater song, Todd Rundgen- bang on the drum all day, Lupe fiasco- ALL OF IT OVER AND OVER. Lady sov (mainly because we are both the biggest midgits in the game)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading : Cosmopolitan's 2 sealed sections this month, so sexy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Biz and i are going to the cricketers for tap-ass and drinks tonight from 8pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IT BREEZY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115535080861552604?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115535080861552604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115535080861552604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/2-ronnies_11.html' title='THE 2 RONNIES....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115526762625203371</id><published>2006-08-10T20:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T20:52:14.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday's.....</title><content type='html'>Wednesday's are usually movie day, Jolyon and i skip class and go skope people at&lt;br /&gt;the mall or in china town and have dumplings at the place with the vines on&lt;br /&gt;the ceiling and you can see them making the noodles or sussex centre food court.&lt;br /&gt;Buy some phone trinkets you know usual china town stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But this wednesday it was so nice we just hung out at the park.&lt;br /&gt;We found the best spot on some memorial thing that we hadn't ever noticed before.&lt;br /&gt;Must have been important, because people were taking photos and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/BLOG1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped off at starbucks to get a jaffa frapa mocha double shot skim soy latte venti frappachino, &lt;br /&gt;i needed to it complete my outfit. Cute girls are always sucking down a bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo would be in Nylon magazine after i stared in my first indi film where i was a&lt;br /&gt;conflicted teen in new york who had lots of drugs and heaps of tit scenes. Dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;And the article would be about how natural i am and how i use method acting.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ACTORS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of babies, where is baby suri? Its so a hoax tom cruise is a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jolyon (most featured friend on the chronicles, i should give him a ham, like employee of the week)&lt;br /&gt;doing the signature Nella pose, its a good one when your having a body dismorphic day and feel&lt;br /&gt;a double chin creeping on......also totally cute when drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central Park? Say what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time i wasnt feeling to good from my XXXXXXXL buck's chino thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See....It was just a bit to much....maybe thats how the staff at starbucks make the frappachino's &lt;br /&gt;so frothy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So word on the street was that Zit remedy's (artctic monkey's) after party was going to be out of control.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone who is anyone was going to be there even mischa barton.... So i thought i should start lining up&lt;br /&gt;early, you cant miss that shit. But i forgot my sleeping bag and yoga mat for comfort so we gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is also ladies mid week drinks, with Benna..... Jolyon was allowed to stay for 2 beers&lt;br /&gt;because he is a gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard? I'm popping a little one out soon..... But still squeeze a few in at the ass-light, thats&lt;br /&gt;ok before the third tri-mester.... maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dinner or lunch and two many drinks ladies needed to relocate and get some yellow fever at Don Don.&lt;br /&gt;We sat at the counter to people watch the street, and outside waiting to be seated was this hottie hot hot, (the&lt;br /&gt;one on the right) like a more defined sweeter version of josh harnett, so Benna went outside&lt;br /&gt;so we could pretend i was taking a photo of her, hope the hottie hot hot doesnt mind i'm posting him&lt;br /&gt;all over the nerd net?!?! oh well.... "Hi hottie hot hot!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese seaweed salad was so good, so cultured.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the wednesday ladies happy hour converstation is top secret but this is a snippet:&lt;br /&gt;"That boy is so hot like a delicate josh harnett"&lt;br /&gt;"Sooooo hot"&lt;br /&gt;"How many calories and fat is in a chicken katsu don?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ummmmm"&lt;br /&gt;"I think like a billion"&lt;br /&gt;"Hottie hot hot is coming out way 2'0clock"&lt;br /&gt;"Have i got chinese seaweed salad in my teeth.?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending the night trying to get red wine out of my cute top sucked.... look how short i am compared to Benna.&lt;br /&gt;5'5 is crap, but i can fit into small spaces! Maybe she will give me her hot pins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it breezy!&lt;br /&gt;Nelson&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Nas- if i ruled the world,Blur-she's so high, Count bass D - Hello test test, Cuthbert and the night- red frogs,&lt;br /&gt;The vendettas- strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting and waiting- Romance was born bedazzled dunlops....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired: Karl Lagerfeld- (on chanel tennis shoes) "Oh you know you can always make it beautiful with some crystal beading and satin ribbon"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115526762625203371?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115526762625203371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115526762625203371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/wednesdays_10.html' title='wednesday&apos;s.....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115495334726568829</id><published>2006-08-07T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T07:44:47.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOOOOOO I'M A LOSER BABY, SO WHY DONT YOU KILL ME!</title><content type='html'>So with unvailing my that i am the biggest loser ever.&lt;br /&gt;Coming second is so bad, its worse enough when you lose out on EBAY&lt;br /&gt;but at the pod war.... holy crap talk about my own personal r'n'b superclub falling down around my&lt;br /&gt;skinny ass!&lt;br /&gt;It was a messy night from the begining, running on next to no sleep in 48 hours leading up.&lt;br /&gt;And blowing out the night before at the strokes, and then working a full day with out much preperation.&lt;br /&gt;And all the wrong people turned up, sluts to my left, whores to my right, long haired metal heads everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;It was looking like my r'n'b crump-tastic set list was going to fall around my miu miu stits!&lt;br /&gt;"All my ladies pop your pussy like this....." OH NO YOU DIDN'T!&lt;br /&gt;But i did stick to playing things i had never played before, which should be a rule in the next round.&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER WANT TO HEAR "HOUND DOG" EVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photographic evidence of the night has been destroyed, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, back to friday.....&lt;br /&gt;So this girl i met on myspace who had an almost identical intrests section as me, SNAP BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/Picture3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to personal messaging, and leaving hallarious comments on each others pages, and now are&lt;br /&gt;almost best friends.&lt;br /&gt;She totally begged me to go to see the strokes with her over msn, so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the matching outfits she made for us to wear, the fluro puff paint and shoe polish looks&lt;br /&gt;like it took hours to do. We looked like the biggest strokes fans ever! COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we had never met in person only over the internet and her myspace photos had way&lt;br /&gt;too much fringe and were all taken by herself from abover her head, she had to tell me what she&lt;br /&gt;was wearing so i could spot her...... ummm how embarassed was i.... Look at them.&lt;br /&gt;The matching outfits just kept on coming all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the offical gang sign of The strokes australian unofficial online fanclub, we arranged&lt;br /&gt;in the forum, that we should all do this sign so we would see each other.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting and waiting.... no one was doing the secret Strokes unofficial online fanclub forum &lt;br /&gt;gang signs........UNTILL.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Dool's was in The Strokes australian unofficial online fanclub, his log in name&lt;br /&gt;on the forums is :" FAB IS FINE, AND ALL MINE", mine is : "NICK LET ME TAKE YOU TO MY ROOM OF FIRE"&lt;br /&gt;He was throwing up the gang signs from the other side of the room and spotted me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me sending telepathic messages to nick on stage, "NICK I LOVE YOU, LOOK AT ME, STAGE RIGHT IN THE&lt;br /&gt;GAP NEAR WHERE THE SWEATY CROWD SURFERS COME OUT".&lt;br /&gt; He so looked at me.... straight in the eyes. Thats was the night nick fell in love&lt;br /&gt;for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the show, my new internet friends told me they could get me into the vip after party.&lt;br /&gt;With a lot of begging, i went along. It was not the vip after party it was so dumb get together office party.&lt;br /&gt;Losers. This girl was kind of nice, the nicest one there. By this stage i started to mingle considering how&lt;br /&gt;lame my internet friends had become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Frizeey just shooting the shit, he was funny but i moved on pretty quick, mainly because i was getting&lt;br /&gt;a neck ache from making out with him, geeze dont guys no its mean to grow past 6ft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i started making out with The Ronnies, bailed when they wanted a threesome, but i am totes&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to their concert on thursday, they're going to dedicate "every thing is f'ed up straight from&lt;br /&gt;the heart" to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then Chippy was the only semi decent guy left at the party, he started with " you know i have learnt some&lt;br /&gt;amazing things on the great outdoors, i know about you dutch ladies....so how bout it?" HE KNEW NOTHING!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about the Chippy: 1. THAT TAN AINT REAL, ITS ABOUT AS REAL AS MY TITS! 2. HE LASTS ABOUT &lt;br /&gt;AS LONG AS HIS LAST DANCE ON DANCING WITH THE STARS..... 1.5 MINS....CUT TO THE AD BREAK CHIPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was him explaining how he was a tiger in bed and shit..... Wrong more like a toy poodle!&lt;br /&gt;Wish i didnt give it up for him, but its ok he has now made me want to wait till marriage.&lt;br /&gt;So there is an up to the whole thing.... pitty it wasnt him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;CAMP LO - luchini (is this it), Trina with tweet- no panties coming off, my neck my back-khia, so hot- foxy brown,&lt;br /&gt;Who made who- space for rent, Band of horses-great salt lake, AND THE RONNIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching:&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXX&lt;br /&gt;nelson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s An avid reader sent me a questiong:&lt;br /&gt;DEAR NELLA,&lt;br /&gt;WHY DONT YOU CHECK YOUR SPELLING?&lt;br /&gt;I AM A STICKLER FOR GRAMMER AND ITS ANNOYING ME.&lt;br /&gt;YOURS ALWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;SPELLING BE QUEEN&lt;br /&gt;**********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Dear Bitch,&lt;br /&gt;I dont check or correct my spelling because it keeps&lt;br /&gt;me real, no one likes a perfect princess. Its all about flaws.&lt;br /&gt;Let down your pony tail and let your boyfriend do you in the butt!&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;NELLA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115495334726568829?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115495334726568829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115495334726568829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/sooooooo-im-loser-baby-so-why-dont-you.html' title='SOOOOOOO I&apos;M A LOSER BABY, SO WHY DONT YOU KILL ME!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115452333697163443</id><published>2006-08-02T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T05:55:36.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A SUPER EX GIRLFRIEND!</title><content type='html'>Bam two posts in one week!&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon and i went to the flicks... again. We have been hanging out to&lt;br /&gt;see 'My super ex girlfriend' for ages, so we hobbled along.&lt;br /&gt;I had a boysumberry chop top and he had a 'cafe' choc top, which was a coffee choc top.&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY THE SHIT NOT CALL IT THAT?!!?&lt;br /&gt;Luke wilson is really a stud in the movie, even though he is getting a bit fat (mid 30's), and&lt;br /&gt;Uma is the best ex girlfriend, totally had flash backs of some of my psychotic scorned woman revenge tactic's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were only 4 people in the cinema, including us. Isnt that the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon managed to pick the only broken chair, how lucky, out of all those empty seats.&lt;br /&gt;It looked like he had broken it on purpose to make his own 'la premier' lazy recliner chair.&lt;br /&gt;Neato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That disgusting chinese take away at fox studios is really satisfying and rittled with MSG, so&lt;br /&gt;thats too many reasons to have dinner from there already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got out of the film, we totally almost wet our pants because it looked as though there was going to be&lt;br /&gt;a movie premier, red carpet and shit. Sadly wrong, it was some dumb sports V8 car thing with fire twirlers and indie&lt;br /&gt;car girls.... eewwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annoyed that there wasnt going to be any australian celebrity spotting... And kinda about to&lt;br /&gt;vomit from cheap chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brisk walk back to the real world, not that i wouldnt want to spend everyday forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;at fox studios. I met Jason, Nick and my main gay Sam at the green park. Totally didnt break my&lt;br /&gt;one beer wednesday rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-5.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam thinks people have been yelling racial slurs at him out of cars, because people mistake him&lt;br /&gt;for a homosexual Jew. He isnt Jewish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/pposey.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parker Posey is a genius.... its all about phones. I bet she would write really funny text messages like:&lt;br /&gt;"WHATS UP BITCH, JUST DUMPED MY BOYFRIEND BROKE ASS, RYAN ADAMS WHO?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night is the Lister Exhibition at monster children, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMINDER, MEMO, WHATEV'S:&lt;br /&gt;YOU NEED TO ALL COME TO THE CRICKETERS THIS SATURDAY AND&lt;br /&gt;BE PART OF MY CAMPAIGN TO TAKE OUT THE POD WAR FOR THE GRAND CHAMPIONSHIPS!&lt;br /&gt;TEAM NELLA WILL BE IN FULL EFFECT, PUT ON A BADGE AND CHEER CHEER CHEER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115452333697163443?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115452333697163443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115452333697163443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-super-ex-girlfriend.html' title='I AM A SUPER EX GIRLFRIEND!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115433510702970563</id><published>2006-07-31T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:40:29.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Prince of SMELL-AIR!</title><content type='html'>So so so so....&lt;br /&gt;After a bout of squeekiness of the voice, yep it totally blew out saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;Over about an hour i went from cute little peep squeek voice to full raspy enphzema paient!&lt;br /&gt;This didnt stop me from winning the pod war though.... AGAIN.... &lt;br /&gt;Jolyon and i took it out, hands down. We did  a movie/tv show/showtunes theme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Beverly hills 90210 theme&lt;br /&gt;*Fresh prince of bel air (full length version, no one knew the 2nd verse because it wasnt on the show.)&lt;br /&gt;*Aqaurius (hair)&lt;br /&gt;*I dream of jeannie&lt;br /&gt;*Hard knock life (annie/ jay z)&lt;br /&gt;*Jump around (house of pain from the mrs doubtfire soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;*The cheer from bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;*La bamba (this is so in a billion soundtracks probably)&lt;br /&gt;*The addams family theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the poor person who had to follow us?&lt;br /&gt;I can it was a boy called Tom or Dennis or Korea or Doug, anyway he couldnt match it (who could?!?)&lt;br /&gt;but Jolyon and i told Mikey to give him 10's because he was totally the cutest boy i've seen in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually friday at the heights kill pixie exhibition, it would have been fun&lt;br /&gt;if i wasnt so self concious of all the guys perving on me! Its hard being so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-Gus and Craig were found exploring the new upstairs level of the Gass light, its so clean&lt;br /&gt;and new, i almost wanted to give it a few puke stains on the floor just to make me remember where&lt;br /&gt;i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon "Your going to play what?", "Ummmm ok dont worry i wont laugh in your face or anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mid 20's female chapter of my fan club were present, look how adored i am.... They just wouldnt let go.&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL SPACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh facial facial facial.... the remainder or our winnings at the pizza shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really bad time to break out the camera, but the excitment of the win was just in the air.&lt;br /&gt;There were these totally amazing girls with disco legs who were reincart's of Katie from big brother.&lt;br /&gt;So hot!!!!!!! no more than 17 years old and they blew some guys off saying they were going to get TATTOOS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dregs of a totally great night, i would pay someone $100 if they licked that diseased table. Ewwwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuter than cute, what happens when you cross a dutch drunk too many beers somep sychotic need to win and Heidi?&lt;br /&gt;THIS PHOTO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at taylors square, there was some half cocked plan that we had to drink our beer there, if not anything just to&lt;br /&gt;humble my increasing ego. Then we were over it, so we gave this woman our beer and hot tailed it outta there.&lt;br /&gt;At this time i thought i had lost my phone, but jolyon was hiding it so i he could give me a present on sunday???&lt;br /&gt;MY OWN PHONE.... thanks so much. Everyone should do that, steal someones things, wrap them up and give them back.&lt;br /&gt;Because they actually something they need.... whos the lucky person with a birthday coming up ???? SAM HODGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany's, Cartier, Harry winston, Bvalgari??????? not for me. Just a plasic glow stick braclet.&lt;br /&gt;Do ravers have glow stick engagment rings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY or FUNDAY, which ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog11-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just fixing a light lunch hanging out at Jolyons house, i was going to go to the video store in these but&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i didnt is because of fear of ankle breakage. But they totally go with my outfit...&lt;br /&gt;its all the rage in astonia girl guide/ stripper, TRUST ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watching telly, in my slippers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our video choices were : Degrassi second season, Grease 2 and Final destination 1.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i call : the best sunday ever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea for two and two for tea! Look at my party bags under my eyes, it adds so much character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 'CRAZY POPPER', its so great! The little white cup on top melts the butter while the &lt;br /&gt;the pop corn is popping inside..... Its so exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Its a total 2006 neccesity, up there with the home snow cone making machine.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of obsessed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next week, is the pod war GRAND CHAMPIONSHIPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;And 'TEAM NELLA' will be out in force, i'm kind of like Reese Witherspoons Character in Election.&lt;br /&gt;But drunk.... There will be heaps of team spirit including posters, badges, stickers and WAR CRYS!&lt;br /&gt;So you better be there to support watch me WIN WIN WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x NELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115433510702970563?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115433510702970563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115433510702970563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/fresh-prince-of-smell-air.html' title='Fresh Prince of SMELL-AIR!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115331063706303748</id><published>2006-07-19T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T05:48:10.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal!</title><content type='html'>Saturday, was yet again the pod war at the Cricketers...&lt;br /&gt;Oops something was wrong with my camera, dammit Sam your such a gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are so polite these days, right? Mikey was helping me because i got nervous and had pod anxiety and&lt;br /&gt;the back light turned off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all turns a bit pear shaped at one point...lucky my outfit was really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My number #1 bizarch Kim came to be my back up dancer, she did this really hot leg kick dance move.&lt;br /&gt;One of her disadvantaged kid editing students taught her. It was sooo hot and ciara like. &lt;br /&gt;She also looked really stoned but wasnt she just accidently stabbed herself in the eye with her eyeliner. Those logo'ed fendi&lt;br /&gt;pants bring out the best in her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog55.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my cat moves in the background... p.s who the hell is that girl in front?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when i thought i had it in the bag.... sadly mistaken. That duffel coat i found in the kids section so the arms are&lt;br /&gt;too short, lucky i am so skinny. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did i put that caramello koala? Johnno its under your ass, let me feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly he likes being touched near the butty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAY! Sam played Madonna's - American Life, maybe to the delight of only us. &lt;br /&gt;My set list:&lt;br /&gt;*Dr who - Timelords (later known as KLF)&lt;br /&gt;*Diplo rythym- diplo ( that was a mistake from some shakey hands)&lt;br /&gt;*My grandma and your grandma - Iko iko&lt;br /&gt;*I'll be your bodyguard- Paul simon's&lt;br /&gt;*Buttercup- The temptations&lt;br /&gt;*Your my bestfriend- Queen (dedication to Viv)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something else but i cant remember.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Tv on the radio- return to cookie mountain( I was a lover), Paul Simons- 50 ways to leave your lover, Ray Charles and Nina Simonen- baby its cold outside, Band of horses- The great salt lake.&lt;br /&gt;All dedicated to my imaginary boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nelson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115331063706303748?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115331063706303748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115331063706303748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-youll-be-my-bodyguard-i-can-be-your.html' title='If you&apos;ll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115279630104299926</id><published>2006-07-13T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:11:41.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the summer time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blueskies.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much fun in the sun..... (p.s i dont tan.)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wear dresses with no tights, and not worry about getting runs in my stockings halfway through the day.&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong winter is amazing, just not in sydney. It just get half-arsed cold, it doesnt feel right. &lt;br /&gt;Lucky Luke and i have planned a trip to the coin drop solarium at taylors square this weekend, to burn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115279630104299926?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115279630104299926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115279630104299926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-miss-summer-time.html' title='I miss the summer time....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115279595382289710</id><published>2006-07-13T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:05:53.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Slater is really good looking in person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/putv.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115279595382289710?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115279595382289710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115279595382289710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/christian-slater-is-really-good.html' title='Christian Slater is really good looking in person.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115244053001072599</id><published>2006-07-09T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T03:23:09.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whiskey mac's and a xanex set at the pod wars - 'hi daddy warlocks'</title><content type='html'>Saturday night called for an outfit which was in between a mix of cute and dance-able.&lt;br /&gt;If i had known that the venga boys were going to be played, then i would have worn more lycra. But hey!&lt;br /&gt;Bowing out gracfully of this round of pod wars and becoming a judge was suprisingly easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey with a very dizzy darth vader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam lost his ipod in his D.I.V.O.R.C.E.... but i'm sure if he ever plays it will blow out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the D.I.V.O.R.C.E sam picked himself one of these little babies up at the adopt a gay hottie pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posessed by whiskey mac's and some stressfull judging, at some point i was threatening to give ZEROS if people&lt;br /&gt;i didnt like entered....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benna and Sam slow and sex during Tall Mikey and Benny's xanex set.....'just like honey......just like HONNNNEEEYYYY!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats more like it, little turtle doves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats better than taking the X? Just pretending you have, duh?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-2.jpg&gt;5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the most action i've had in the past year.....For serious. At least is was with a slutty glittered up mermaid.&lt;br /&gt;Gibson tipped wax over her nipples latter that night, what a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down oxford st later that night, Benna spotted this group of girls with a bunch of 21st birthday&lt;br /&gt;balloons, i felt like running over and telling her that its really not going to get much better and that at 22 everything is&lt;br /&gt;still the same but duller and done more times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIZZA PIZZA PIZZA..... my eyes are glazed in whiskey mac haze. It was so gross i could taste it when i woke up this morning, you know when you brush your teeth 4 times and still cant get rid of the taste.....eeeewwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cheer up beautiful Benna i joined in a dance off with these really cool girls who had sexy outfits and were going to&lt;br /&gt;Club Retro on Sussex St because there are apparently 'really hot guys there and great dancing music.'&lt;br /&gt;"LETS HEAR IT FOR THE BOYSSSS, LETS GIVE THE BOYS A HANDDDDD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it all got too much... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to : The truth about cats and dogs (they die)- Ponu up!, Leave me lying here- Veruca salt, Jane says- Janes Addiction, Aint no other man - Christina Aguilera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115244053001072599?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115244053001072599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115244053001072599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/whiskey-macs-and-xanex-set-at-pod-wars.html' title='whiskey mac&apos;s and a xanex set at the pod wars - &apos;hi daddy warlocks&apos;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115234186216239612</id><published>2006-07-07T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:57:42.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch for 2 on a brisk winters day at the sidewalk cafe!</title><content type='html'>There is no excuse for my lack of posting, only that i couldnt be bothered and have been working so much.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, Jolyon and i had a movie and shopping day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were handed this while walking through the city to david jones, Jolyon looks quite conflicted....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked up an appitite in the womens shoe section, i was contemplating some fur trimmed &lt;br /&gt;Marc Jacobs bronzed gumboots.  They were super new money russian bitchy princess, so not so versitile but they reduced &lt;br /&gt;from $560 to $240.... Anyway we decided on my favorite city cafe, which is in the over pass above&lt;br /&gt;Castleraegh st in between centre point tower and David Jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog5-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon ordered the Triple Decker BLT with fries...... They are so good with the little toothpicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Crepes with strawberrys and ice-cream, they forgot the side of maple syrup. The waitress got&lt;br /&gt;distracted by trying to get me to have cream and ice cream?!?!?! Is that needed?!?!? what is the point?!?!&lt;br /&gt;But we shared our meals and got some cokes too. After a while the big fat david jones mums were freaking me&lt;br /&gt;out as a future vision of myself. If anyone is interested everytime i go to the sidewalk cafe the special is Cauliflower&lt;br /&gt;soup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One happy girl, crepes/ pancakes are one of my favorite comfort foods.... they bring a smile to my face which&lt;br /&gt;grows with every bite, till my jeans pop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats the end to another lunch date with Jolyon, both complaining of the boyfriends we dont have&lt;br /&gt;and why i cant find candy pink nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun wasnt over by a long shot, next we caught a flick, Pirates of the Carribbean. Jordan came and met us also.&lt;br /&gt;Which is kind of dumb, the CGI is so bad, and Johnny depp gets eaten by a big squid that looks like a toothed vagina.&lt;br /&gt;And the mixed seafood army was just gross.... And i even had the whole experience of making sure i had a pirates of the carribbean combo of pop corn and coke which was shared and obviously unfinshed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walking down to China town for the night markets, which werent on we found this asian crepe place....&lt;br /&gt;Jordan looks like he might get the mixed meat with mayonaise and orange slices...mmmmm good choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12-1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure the chewed up and vommited seafood and ham and oranges is my personal longing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i was wearing a trans ocasion outfit, because day was becoming night and we were pub bound&lt;br /&gt;to shake the bad movie off with a beer. The cricketers was great as usual but i forgot to take anymore photos.&lt;br /&gt;We met Luke and Mix and David Gac's , by this time i was once again in my gaggle of gays. We found some sydney university 'ARTS LAW WEEK' flyers and Luke and i angled them out of our bags to try and attracted some smart cute boys, it didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;We were interupted by this rude drunk girl who came to smoke on our table then started eating my salad off my plate with her grubby little hands...gross i didnt even know her.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway 3 vodka an pinapple juices (Hawaii in a glass), the gays had gone to do gays only things, and Bennadicte, Mikey and i went to the Shakespear (10.40pm). It smelt like B.O and was gross, then i accidently got red wine spilt all over my white dress and had to bow out gracefully and go home in a taxi. Just when we were about to go dancing....&lt;br /&gt;BUMMER....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nella xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Lupe Fiasco- Kick Push, Giant Drag- Your full of shit (check out my sweet riffs), Paul McCartney and Wings&lt;br /&gt;Live and let die and lots and lots of Split Enz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115234186216239612?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115234186216239612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115234186216239612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/07/lunch-for-2-on-brisk-winters-day-at.html' title='lunch for 2 on a brisk winters day at the sidewalk cafe!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-115018636070662711</id><published>2006-06-13T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:12:40.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIONA APPLE WAS THE POSTER CHILD FOR ANNOREXIA IN THE LATE NINTIES ALTERNATIVE SCENE, WHAT DOES THAT MAKE ME?</title><content type='html'>Sorry dedicated readers.... (rose and justin!), 'like sand through an hour glass so are the days of our lives' THATS RIGHT I HAVE A LIFE! And i broke my camera, but i put in the asian repair shop at broadway shopping centre to get a new battery flap put on. Enough with the excuses, here are some photos of my so called life... (SNAP! i love that show!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only way to keep up that shadow of your former self, breakfast of twinnings earl grey loose leaf tea and some cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a cold windy day and old perverts got a look up my flowing skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best net-burner in NSW..... SOPHIE HUNTER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt even flinch when i do stuff like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 of 3..... each closer to me falling off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog6.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 of 3..... closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog7.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 of 3..... HA didnt fall, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog8.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newest recruit to my jew-crew.... Lauren Hotz.... you know how we roll, SHALOM BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog12.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutest flower i found at the cactus garden..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a native to south africa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog9.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think they sell them at bunnings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog13.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing but a bunch of damn lesbian hood-rats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog14.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Read-bags, is a big fan of the mexican flavour..... WHO ISN'T?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog15.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie Hunter and Melissa Pont surveying the menu, give it up! AS IF YOU ARENT GETTING NACHO'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i lost my virginity in this hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog17.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha its so gross, it gave us all fart attacks and sore tummys for a couple of days... but was totally worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/blog18.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i am kind of amazing, this is one of those times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Appart from all that fun stuff, i am so mad crushed out on chad michael murrey from one tree hill... ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;*I won the POD WAR finally.... sheesh.... RHYTHYM IS A DANCER BY SNAP got me over the line FIRST!&lt;br /&gt;*Still dont have anyone to bake for and keep me warm at night.... an electric blanket and constantly thinking "who ate all the cookies?" when it was you, isnt so good.&lt;br /&gt;*Totally want to learn a new knitting stitch, plain is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;*Have been too busy working to notice i am slightly festively plump.&lt;br /&gt;*Sam Hodge is still my main gay.... But i tell Luke he is so he doesnt get jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-115018636070662711?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115018636070662711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/115018636070662711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/06/fiona-apple-was-poster-child-for_13.html' title='FIONA APPLE WAS THE POSTER CHILD FOR ANNOREXIA IN THE LATE NINTIES ALTERNATIVE SCENE, WHAT DOES THAT MAKE ME?'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114725774401160290</id><published>2006-05-10T03:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T03:42:24.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>final destination 1,2&amp;3.... an asian adventure.</title><content type='html'>firstly, the ins and outs in nail colour fashion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hotnails.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was feeling crappy and teary and gross, whats a girl to do? GO AND GET REALLY FUN MANICURE'S and cry about boys to the asian manicurist that doesn't know a word of english. Orange is the new nude.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays are totally devoted to fun friend dates, so Jolyon and i hit up Chi-town big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/asianrice.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating korean BBQ in the sussex centre, best ever! I'm so not affraid of carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/gingerhair.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon and all the other mingers in this town must now only get hair do's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/monchichis.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONCHICHI'S MONCHICHI'S. They are cute and scary, but i really love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/harajukugirl.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this shop and jolyon made me try on the harajuku girl clothes,&lt;br /&gt;it freaked me out and i had to leave and smoke at least 5 cigarettes to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Our date was going so great, but it to top it off we went to the movies on george st to see Final Destination 3.....it is a cinematic master piece 4 and a half stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/gaslight.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freak rain storm hit and we had to wait it out at the gaslight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night, i have a monster-truck headache and am making a present for a friend's birthday...... people who dont give birthday presents or make cards are fucking rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to : birthday - junior boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114725774401160290?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114725774401160290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114725774401160290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/05/final-destination-123-asian-adventure_10.html' title='final destination 1,2&amp;3.... an asian adventure.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114715328081367586</id><published>2006-05-08T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:41:20.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just dont know quite what to do with myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/kisslegs.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and Lozz.&lt;br /&gt;To my best friend 'lisa left eye luke', see you later.&lt;br /&gt;And to anyone else reading who feels the urge to take me out, i really like cheese cake and going to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;ummmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/marykate.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor girl, paris hilton stole her boyfriend, cant quite seem to kick the annorexia, has mor balenciaga motorcycle bags than total kilo's she weighs and her stupid sister is always out pouting her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i think i am in love with a real live boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to:&lt;br /&gt;do it- the unicorns&lt;br /&gt;space for rent- who made who&lt;br /&gt;i really love you except- oh no! oh my!&lt;br /&gt;bump - spank rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO READING JUST KNITTING INFRONT OF THE HEATER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the week : "Stir-fry's are so 90's!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114715328081367586?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114715328081367586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114715328081367586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-dont-know-quite-what-to-do-with.html' title='just dont know quite what to do with myself.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114656665867686804</id><published>2006-05-02T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T03:44:18.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dur dur d'etre bebe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/473998364_m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Jordy and he is 5 years old and already a french techno star.&lt;br /&gt;His hit song Dur dur d'etre bebe is about just how crap being 5 is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His myspaz is amazing also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;current mood: clogged and vexed.&lt;br /&gt;listening to: OH NO! OH MY!- 'jane is fat' and 'i love you all the time'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s my exboyfriend is going to start a street fighting gang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s I AM SO HIGH ON HEBREW IT HURTS MY CUTZPAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/bigimg36584.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114656665867686804?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114656665867686804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114656665867686804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/05/dur-dur-detre-bebe.html' title='Dur dur d&apos;etre bebe.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114532901294926307</id><published>2006-04-17T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:56:52.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That 5 year life plan.... that i dont have.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nellandchicken.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know how people map out their goals in a 5 year life plan?&lt;br /&gt;And you know that the people who have these 5 year life plans really only date someone else with &lt;br /&gt;a 5 year life plan, then they merger their equally ambitous 5 year life plans to include stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;*Go london to meet up with (insert identical couple now living in london).&lt;br /&gt;*Jump three pay levels and buy a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other crap like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is mine:&lt;br /&gt;*Make out on splash mountain at disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;*Break at least one limb whilst doing an X tream sport or having sex.&lt;br /&gt;*Win a competion for something really crap like a trip to noosa in a crap hotel and take luke with me so he complains the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;*Get SSSSAAAAAAAMMMMM a boyfriend so he can stop this slut spiral.&lt;br /&gt;*Buy some sort of investment, not including shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i get non of those things done, doesnt really matter.&lt;br /&gt;But i will avoid a late twenties crisis and laugh at anyone having them because they aimed too high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to:&lt;br /&gt;Sugarcubes- Hit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114532901294926307?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114532901294926307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114532901294926307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/that-5-year-life-plan-that-i-dont-have_17.html' title='That 5 year life plan.... that i dont have.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114518338317659579</id><published>2006-04-16T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:30:08.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We wound up in a ditch mum, i couldnt hear my phone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/foam-party.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good friday, a day when liquor isnt sold to take away and the bars close at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;Luke and i managed to be a blubbering drunken vomiting mess and this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ass light for a couple of beers and to skope guys, nothing appealing though.&lt;br /&gt;But SAM managed to hook his hot little self up with pretty cute dude.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there was some stuffing around buying a penthouse and a packet of mint slices for Ed and the darlo&lt;br /&gt;bar.&lt;br /&gt;Then we decide to have a night cap at Jason's Manor fruit lexia pinot is so amsome to end the night with.&lt;br /&gt;The plan then was to go back to Lukes to listen to do lounge room dancing, BUT walking down Riley st we were&lt;br /&gt;totally stalked by pounding huge footsteps headed our way, and then some scary old gay almost tried to mug us.&lt;br /&gt;But we hot tailed it out of there freaking out, we ran down an alley and down another past the biggest roller door in&lt;br /&gt;the southern Hemisphere and up another alley and ran into an TEEN HOUSE PARTY! The people&lt;br /&gt;were really crap and wasted but they had a duty free size bottle of bean and coke which was very generous. There was all&lt;br /&gt;this crap art on the walls which the guy told me about, it was so crap but i said "Your so talented, its amazing, its your passion....umm is there any pot?" He rolled us a joint, i booty danced to smashing pumpkins and we were outta there.&lt;br /&gt;There was another house party we found but the people seemed to know each other and then luke spilt coke on&lt;br /&gt;the white carpets so we bailed. Then back at Lukes pad we were totally stoned and Luke totally greened the fuck out &lt;br /&gt;and vomited, PUSSY. &lt;br /&gt;This little lady can handle her chronic y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;Ciara- Oh and my goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting:&lt;br /&gt;Someone to watch dvd's in bed with me tonight in our knickers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114518338317659579?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114518338317659579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114518338317659579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-wound-up-in-ditch-mum-i-couldnt.html' title='We wound up in a ditch mum, i couldnt hear my phone.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114518193589158068</id><published>2006-04-16T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:05:35.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Vexed right now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nellakiss.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo really doesnt need to be explained at all, quite possibly my hottest look this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a pretty boozy jesus festival the past 3 days, so sunday night reflection in bed seems best.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for anyone that had to see me freak the fuck out last night at the gas light. My usually shy and&lt;br /&gt;demure facade has been smashed to bits dammit. But the behaviour was warranted, and i have the bruises &lt;br /&gt;to prove it!&lt;br /&gt;A few thank you's:&lt;br /&gt;Steele Bonus, thanks for your t-shirt that i wiped snot, mascara and tears on.&lt;br /&gt;Jordi, for telling me he loved me under the cover of his hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;Sam, for being a lying gay and buying me some red wine.&lt;br /&gt;Justine, for being the bestest girlfriend in the world, who was the sexiest girl on the dance floor last night.&lt;br /&gt;James, for holding me back, arms and legs still kicking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLLLLLLLUUUUUKKKKKKKKEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;'Girl i can see you been crying and you needed somebody to talk to'&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for halling my ass off the middle of the road at a very lame suicide attempt.&lt;br /&gt;Because there was a red light....&lt;br /&gt;And for doing body rolls and sexy leg dancing at 3am.&lt;br /&gt;And for being the greatest new friend a girl could ask for..&lt;br /&gt;Oh and also for helping me steal schooner glasses so we could smash them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to:&lt;br /&gt;All the residents of Reservoir st who put their bins out last night.....&lt;br /&gt;It just felt so good attacking them with Karate kicks and wailing laughter.&lt;br /&gt;'Last seen a very small baby cub looking man scretching, followed by and totering heeled lady&lt;br /&gt;in a flowing red dress and tear stained face in fits of laughter' -this would be our description that an angry elderly&lt;br /&gt;neighbourhood watch officer would have left on the surry hills police station answering machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to:&lt;br /&gt;Cocteau Twins- those eyes that mouth&lt;br /&gt;Giant Drag- Kevin is gay&lt;br /&gt;styx- come sail away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting:&lt;br /&gt;Boys with outragously hot upper bodies and a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love nella&lt;br /&gt;smarter and prettier than your average bird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114518193589158068?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114518193589158068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114518193589158068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/pretty-vexed-right-now.html' title='Pretty Vexed right now...'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114517399381584009</id><published>2006-04-16T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:53:13.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOW OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/"&gt;the nella chronicles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/valley3.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts in like forever.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a terrible coulple of months but i'm maintaining.&lt;br /&gt;Well there has been little to no progress in finding a suitable boyfriend...Things boys should remember:&lt;br /&gt;*Need NOT apply if you have a girlfriend who your not going to leave for me.&lt;br /&gt;(What was the point of the past 2 months i am now trying to work out?!?! Why did boy in question even talk to me in the begining?!?! I know i am cute and kind of addictive, but come on, give a girl a break.)&lt;br /&gt;*When your my ex, please stop complicating the whole icky situation and give me some R-SPECT! For shits sake i have made you blow more than you've had wet dreams so just do whats right and keep this girl sane for more than 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;*I know it was only a concert and i so didnt want to be your girlfriend even really, but there is no need to get nasty. What were you thinking? everyone knows sigur ros is music made for lovers. A little bit of ettiiquette wouldnt hurt.&lt;br /&gt;*OH YEH IF YOUR TOTALLY TOO SWEET FOR WORDS AND WILL GIVE RANDOM PIGGY BACKS AND MAKE A GIRL LAUGH.....YOUR A SHOE IN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114517399381584009?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114517399381584009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114517399381584009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/04/blow-out.html' title='BLOW OUT!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114182278494488973</id><published>2006-03-08T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:59:44.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>C1957 300SL MERCEDES BENZ ROADSTER.</title><content type='html'>To even find a nail polish in the same colour as this beautiful car would make me pretty much happy for at least a year or so.&lt;br /&gt;Its being auctioned through my work on the 26th of march at fox studio's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/roadster.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sign on the windsreen says : "please admire but do not touch" &lt;br /&gt;I wish this automatically applied as a general rule of thumb to all boys.&lt;br /&gt;Especially if a girl is fragile from life, a life a 22 year old girl like me has.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114182278494488973?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182278494488973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182278494488973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/c1957-300sl-mercedes-benz-roadster.html' title='C1957 300SL MERCEDES BENZ ROADSTER.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114182236229616352</id><published>2006-03-08T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T17:53:32.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>l'amour étrange et nouveaux amis</title><content type='html'>(PROLOG:THE MR DARCY POST IS MEANT TO GO AFTER THIS IN MY RELEVANCE)&lt;br /&gt;So sunday was the St Jeromes Laneway Festival.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the best festivals i have been to because i did actually see some bands.&lt;br /&gt;Usually i end up stuck in a porter-loo while i hear the begining cords to my "favorite" song by the&lt;br /&gt;only band i wanted to see all day.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....Most of the things that happened do not need to be mentioned on a public forum.&lt;br /&gt;But i did go swimming in my underwear and *WON* a brooke sheilds blue lagoon swimming contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i will photo-blog it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hotdog.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me eating a festival DAWG! It was actually smart if i hadnt eaten this (actually i ate a quater and gave the rest to andy because i am in diet) i would have ended up in a gutter covered in my own spew and with a dick drawn on my head in posca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/posie.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the posies....Hickey says they used to be cool, pitty they just looked like pasty fat old tards because the microphone was so soft you couldnt hear the singers nonsence. NOT TO ALL BAND LOVING HIPSTER GROUPIE GIRLS: THEY DONT STAY SKINNY AND FLOPPY HAIRED, THIS IS WHAT ALL THAT BEER AND LATE NIGHTS DOES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/lesavyfav.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LE SAVY FAV: i dont really get it, but i think the one with the glasses is better than frosty fruits on a hot day!&lt;br /&gt;they have undies on i swear, backstage being photographed by a beautiful MASSIVE polaroid camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/armwrestle.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst being traipsed around by my stand-in very protective and saving boyfriend, seen in background. For which i am very very very amazingly greatful, if it were'nt for him i would be raped by english lout's, beaten up by a jealous over the hill (over 30) Photographer girl, who LOOKED LIKE SHIT! But i would have been fine without him aswell.&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to find our friend Briony (best girl in the word PERIOD) and then busted these two guys who were meant to be &lt;br /&gt;taking down everything, but instead decided to arm wrestle.....obvious choice i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all as usual my night ended in a dramatic taxi ride home tears and mascara all over my face......only this time my hair smelt like chlorine!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114182236229616352?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182236229616352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182236229616352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/lamour-trange-et-nouveaux-amis.html' title='l&apos;amour étrange et nouveaux amis'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114182077911835482</id><published>2006-03-08T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T04:26:19.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MR DARCY......</title><content type='html'>"A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment...."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Geeze why oh why do i have these lady-ish thoughts. It just gets a little too much at times.&lt;br /&gt;Detachment may be a simpler option? But how do i know its simpler? Shit i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Even slightly remotely hoping to have a Mr Darcy of my very own is increasingly becoming harder and harder.&lt;br /&gt;But if there is one, then he know's, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/prideandprejudice.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "If he had been wavering before, as to what he should do, which had often seemed likely, the advice and entreaty of so near a relation might settle every doubt, and determine him at once to be as happy, as dignity unblemished could make him"  Elizabeth Bennett about Mr Darcy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114182077911835482?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182077911835482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114182077911835482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/mr-darcy.html' title='MR DARCY......'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114151830357379703</id><published>2006-03-04T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T16:25:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The other white meat.</title><content type='html'>So trying to avoid mardi gras last night was bound to be impossible but somehow i managed.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting sam for a drink at the hollywood at 8pm...... Which is always a highlight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/sam.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sam, my main!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hollywood.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wear red lipstick, but i had a strange urge last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we talked over some red wine and beer for a while, then it turned into a weird hip hop/raster party around us so we hopped it up to crown st to meet Christine and Andy.&lt;br /&gt;The Carnage of the parade was gross out, dudes in pleather hot pants with bumps where bumps shouldnt be. It was a facinating biology lesson in body forms.&lt;br /&gt;We took one look into the ASS-light and knew it was the worst place in the world, so with a nudge Christine gave Andy the fudge off and told him she would meet him later.&lt;br /&gt;Then walking back to the hollywood with Sam and Christine we were confronted by a pervert standing behind a tree with his cock poking through his fly just holding it, like he didnt know whether he wanted to piss or jerk off, anyway is was a really ugly penis aswell.&lt;br /&gt;Sam who's loath of 'mardi-gras madness' is a strong as mine ended up back at the hollywood getting a cute nerdy guys digits......i think he is a sell out now and he really did want to get his queer on desperately without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Christine and i decided to take a walk into the city and to gawk at people.&lt;br /&gt;All we found that was interesting was this blood puddle, it was dripped all over the sidewalk for about 200 meters and ended at an ambulance probably a good thing. With the amount of exposed penises i was kind of hoping for a Loraina Bobbit type injury but i have a feeling it was a drunk hobo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/bloodshed.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night ended in chips and a pepsi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/kfc.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114151830357379703?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114151830357379703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114151830357379703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/03/other-white-meat.html' title='The other white meat.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114112354379123228</id><published>2006-02-28T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T14:58:45.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIDNT YOU HEAR??? THEY BROKE UP. GET WITH IT AND STOP DOING YOUR HAIR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/birthdayfuck.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTENING TO:&lt;br /&gt;sonic youth....again and again and again &lt;br /&gt;Supergrass....alot and alot and alot&lt;br /&gt;TEGAN AND SARA.... i love canada, so many great things. Contemplating finding a canadian boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;TEST ICICLES......pre break up....didnt you hear....THEY BROKE UP MID FIRST US TOUR. Maybe because the black member was just way to awsome to hang out with the other two emo pussy's.&lt;br /&gt;BE YOUR OWN PET....my new favorite dance in your underpants drunk album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING:&lt;br /&gt;a book on EL LISSITZKY, because i am pretty much a nerd and i like him alot.&lt;br /&gt;Also a book which is like a book version of a bbc crime show called " a sunday philosophers club"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114112354379123228?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112354379123228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112354379123228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/didnt-you-hear-they-broke-up-get-with.html' title='DIDNT YOU HEAR??? THEY BROKE UP. GET WITH IT AND STOP DOING YOUR HAIR!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114112253361883135</id><published>2006-02-28T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:33:14.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I USED TO DANCE WITH MY DADDY!</title><content type='html'>Because of my busy timetable of late i had forgoten to post about going to see DATA ROCK a couple of weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt start so well i was stood up by my friend Mick......(see previous post-muggy madness to view a really sexy photo of her) So i was desperate and dateless.....literally, luckily i have an awsome new friend Justine who saved this night from going to the wolves.... I love the Mandarin club! Especially being greeted by the bronzed eagle and the abiant lighting....and the smooth $3nothingness their red wine.... Even though i didnt drink much that night which is a rarity these days, trying to keep up this illusion of a drunk slightly mad 22 year old desperate spinster is really quite trying!&lt;br /&gt;But boy did we dance......i think i have water of the knee from the sprung light up dance floor. You couldnt actually dance just sort of bounced with your feet planted, kind of like in an earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great show, the valentinos are weird and kind of enticing but then at times its like a big wall of sound.&lt;br /&gt;Here is justine and bonus on the 'leado' deck of the mandarin club:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/leadodeck.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is me with one of their back up dancers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/datarock.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nellaxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114112253361883135?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112253361883135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112253361883135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-used-to-dance-with-my-daddy.html' title='I USED TO DANCE WITH MY DADDY!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114112108514282368</id><published>2006-02-28T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:04:45.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN THE DARK OF THE MATINEE.....</title><content type='html'>So the backlash has started already......woah *INBOX EXPLODES* CHHHHEERRR IIIIIICCCKKKKK BOOOMM SMMASSHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;Not quite, actually not one complaint on my previous post comfirming both my thoughts are true:&lt;br /&gt;1. That the god squad knows i can't be saved and i am pretty much Lucifer with a nice rack and cute marc jacobs heels&lt;br /&gt;2. and that no one reads this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So selfishly and lamely i will start this with some outtings i have done recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hustleflow.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the movies on sunday evening for the matinee session of "Match point", Woody Allens new picture.&lt;br /&gt;It was different from his other films, it was set in London.....woooaaaahhhh way to lash out on the format!&lt;br /&gt;Its basically the same as every other of his films, a justification of his fucked up choice to marry and have a baby with his step daughter.....Scorned women dont matter, jealousy is a disgusting thing that only girls get and so life is.... &lt;br /&gt;Anyway to make up for it i had one hell of a minx for a date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/narnianut.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to bring her boyfriend aswell, but i sat between them so they couldnt make out or hold hands which would make me be the third wheel! AND I AM JUST NOT THIRD WHEEL MATERIAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....3 and a half stars!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114112108514282368?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112108514282368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114112108514282368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-dark-of-matinee.html' title='IN THE DARK OF THE MATINEE.....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114103748953301801</id><published>2006-02-27T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T02:51:29.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KEEP YOUR ROSARIES OFF MY OVARIES.....GOD SQUAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/godsquad.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILLSONG HUSTLERS CAN KISS MY NON VIRGINAL VAGINA!&lt;br /&gt;So was i the last to know?&lt;br /&gt;Had they been avoiding me knowingly that i was too far gone to be saved?&lt;br /&gt;FOR FUCK SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe these people have been brought up not to question what is spoon fed to them or maybe they genuinely believe that this "church" is helping them live a better, healthier more guilt free existance?&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to judge an idividuals choice, just maybe try and educate them a little more. Just like they can try and "educate" me in their "lifestyle".&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEY PISS ME OFF AND SCARE ME...... probably just as much as i piss them off and scare them.&lt;br /&gt;To think that people of the same age as me, with same way of living....i.e going out getting loaded, making out with people you dont know that well,(*for them minus the sex, but apparently blowjobs are ok because there is no penatration and you know a girls dignity doesnt mean that much anway right? WRONG FUCKERS!) have an interest in things such as the arts, (possibly minus culture, but thats just an educated guess) fashion and general things that a 22 year old likes! PARTAKING AND GIVING MONEY TO A CORUPT DIGUSTING CULT.....IT MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT ALL OVER THEIR PASTORS. THEN STAGE A  PRO CONTRACEPTION RALLY ON FRIDAY NIGHT OUTSIDE THEIR "CHURCH" AFTER THEIR "YOUTH STUDIES"!&lt;br /&gt;So i was late to catch on, this must naivety on my part thinking that people around this kind of scene of debauchary and crooked moral standards would by into this brain washing shit!&lt;br /&gt;For them to justify it to me as being a lifestyle choice and that its not really that much about religon and that they are just trying to live their life better for themselves, is not only judgemental because they are saying the way i live my life is wrong, but is also as selfish as billionaire buying his fith bentley and then claiming a $20 tax deduction because of his donation to the scouts!&lt;br /&gt;Dont get me wrong i am not anti religous at all.....Religon has and will be around forever, and the people that use it to benefit mankind by helping and doing "GENUINE" charity work, i admire.&lt;br /&gt;But lets get some get some facts straight, i also know that it is not just hillsong but also a lot of other christian evangelical fundamental groups aswell:&lt;br /&gt;* Hillsong has donated $AU106,000 to help World Vision feed people in Sudan.....Fantastic that is a great effort.&lt;br /&gt;**** BECAUSE*****This represents 0.3% of the "church's" admitted yearly tax-free income. Remember that the vast majority of the income is in the form of unaccountable cash!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHERES THE REST IN BUSINESS VENTURES LIKE CASTLE HILL TAVERN.....Since when do churches own pubs?!? See its ok to get loaded because god's not watching then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By November 2004 Hillsongs annual income was at $30 million all TAX FREE....in estimate it would have more than doubled now. So that pissy amount going Sudan doesnt amount to much really does it?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Hillsong claims an income of $18 million a year(2004 and prior), but as it also produced what was supposed to be the biggest selling music CD in the country last year and there were no costs for artists' fees or record shop commissions, it is quite possible that this amount could have come from merchandise sales alone. With 15,000 people throwing money into the place each weekend, plus the admitted $10 million collected at the annual conference there is a lot of cash floating about, and when it comes to avoiding taxes and accountability, cash is king. Pastor Brian "donates" his salary back to the "church", so he has no income subject to income tax. It is remarkable, then, that on no income he manages to have a house in a suburb where if you walked into an estate agency with only $2 million to spend on a house the agent wouldn't bother to look up from the form guide, and he has a weekender with extensive frontage to the Hawkesbury River north west of Sydney. (In his case it is probably a "weekdayer".)&lt;br /&gt;VOMIT VOMIT VOMIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt it seem a little far fetched to call a place that worships money, a pair of tsubi's and a really cool emo concert of the kids on sunday "A CHURCH" let alone "RELIGOUS"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some more perspective, The Salvation Army -another religous charity organisation run by an actual church spends about $30 million a year to pay for all its operations in the two states of New South Wales and Queensland, but that salary and expenses bill supports more than $160 million of welfare and charity work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government has a few loose rules on churches being income tax exempt they are expected to social and charity work. Hillsong is quite happy to comply with this law and proudly donates $400,000 out of their upward of $30million towards good works each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH YEAH ITS DISGUSTING AND ALSO FACTUAL AND BORING FOR MOST OF THE PEOPLE WHO READ THIS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LETS TALK ABOUT FUCKING SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does this fucking god squad get of justifying going out and getting loaded getting blow jobs....but not having sex?!?&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY IS SEX SO BAD IF YOUR DOING STUFF LIKE THAT? IS GOD NOT WATCHING WHEN YOU CUM IN A GIRLS MOUTH OR MASTERBATE IN THE SHOWER OVER A NICE SET OF FRESHLY DEVELOPED TITS? I feel sorry for you, stop punishing yoursleves and that sheet of guilt you feel while you watch your cum run down your legs into the drain is not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Your lifestyle is a selfish, unhealthy, growth stuntingly disturbing lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to do something thats going to improve your lives, like your supposedly doing now, why not go and console a 14 year old rape victum after getting an abortion or if thats a bit much for your innocent and uncorrupted brains, why not go and serve sloppy soup to the homeless or give some of that $300 that goes to each pair of tsubi's and give some of that to a single mother who earns less than that a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont hound me with opinions, this is just mine, i am not defaming anyone or any orgaisation. And by all means try and "save me" from my life of sorrdid sex and guilt free enjoyment. And i will try and "save you" with the natural functions of a human body with all the friction sweat and thrills it can create!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*disclaimer: all facts taken from here :http://www.ratbags.com/rsoles/comment/hillsong.htm....i didnt make them up....i wish i did it would be less depressing and scary)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God speed......&lt;br /&gt;nellaxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s dont get me started on the RU486 debate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last note: This is not a church:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hillsong_preacher.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a church=:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/BasilicaofSaintFrancisofAssisiItaly.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114103748953301801?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114103748953301801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114103748953301801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/keep-your-rosaries-off-my-ovariesgod.html' title='KEEP YOUR ROSARIES OFF MY OVARIES.....GOD SQUAD!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114024466804934053</id><published>2006-02-17T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T22:40:35.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>make the muggy maddness stop!</title><content type='html'>So it was pretty much a hallarious night out on the sauce.&lt;br /&gt;It was so hot and sticky and extreamly weird. You know when its a really windy day people go slightly mad and do really phsycotic things.&lt;br /&gt;Well in primary school i remember overhearing some teachers talking about how it was going to be a hectic busy day because it was really windy and they were worried that this paticular kid who had A.D.D was going to flip out at lunch time and probably knock some kindergarten kids teeth out on the monkey bars or something.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last night it was the complete opposite, it was so hot and sticky and still that it was like everyone became sloths on valium.&lt;br /&gt;There were tears, and long discussions about peoples problems that obviously last night we were experts at, there was dancing......but all night was like a big drawl of slowness and sticky slow events.&lt;br /&gt;Although there was something that would happen every 5 minutes someone would say "fuck its hot, isnt it hot? it wasnt this hot during the day was it? lets go stand in the street."&lt;br /&gt;So it turned out you saw more of your friends outside than inside a pub, which is always a good change.&lt;br /&gt;During the night i think i kind of took myself on lots of adventures....all of which involved walking to different places pissed and by myself. I did whitness loads of alley way love though, people making out in every alley i walked down from william to crown street. Must have been something to do with the weather, definately nothing to do with the wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/mickandme.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where it started, met Mick at the Darlo Bar for a drink.....which was great. Its paticularly awsome how we contrasted our wine with our hair. Genius, eboney and ivory together in harmony.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nellaandwine.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mick took this pick of me to remind me in the morning that my night did begin well, and i wasnt a complete mess the whole time. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/jolyenmason.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jolyon was great last night he had been at the green park since 4pm and with each drink became slightly more brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;He also looked so smart in those damn glasses, i believed every word he said. Amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/lucyandviv.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to meet steele at the gaslight but couldnt find him and found Vivi, Lucy and Simone instead.&lt;br /&gt;This was about the time when the gin started, and the tears and the long discussions huddled next to the poker machines.&lt;br /&gt;Vivi is one of my dearest friends and she also made me her knitting protogue a couple of years ago.....There was a slight feminist gin movement in the poker machine corner last night..... Sorry i didnt come and get hotdogs vivi i will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/louisaholt.jpg&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend Lucy we have known each other since primary school....anyway we look very similar to the point were we are mistaken for each other regularly. Its great......sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/ibetthatyoudlookgoodonthedancefloor.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET THAT YOU LOOK GOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR.&lt;br /&gt;So lastly i ended up at purple sneakers.....boy i have never been emersed in a crowd of that many scenesters!&lt;br /&gt;They even played that song "hey scenesters"- by the cribs......well obviously it was the crowd favorite.&lt;br /&gt;Tried to find an arctic monkey look a-like boy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/arctic_monkeys06_dc_240x240.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not the porky one on the end!)&lt;br /&gt; but it seems that the people there hadnt quite gotten over the whole bloc party banquet hairdo of early 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/bloc_party3_225x300.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching: The winter olympics...... thinking of trying to find a figure skating costume to wear out to data rock tomorrow night... All that nude body stocking and sratigically placed bright lycra and sequins would just be too perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxnella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114024466804934053?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114024466804934053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114024466804934053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/make-muggy-maddness-stop.html' title='make the muggy maddness stop!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-114005344471679878</id><published>2006-02-15T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T21:31:15.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail order bride....</title><content type='html'>It gets lonely sometimes in this big city, with no partner in crime!&lt;br /&gt;Doing all my own dirty work by myself is getting to me....&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to be baked these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/pie2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least three times a week!&lt;br /&gt;And want to be able to slap this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nyeass.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least 5 times a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know how to make a damn proper cup of tea....none of this twatting about with tea bag's business, .&lt;br /&gt;In a pot, with loose tea (always earl grey!), turned 7 times and strained for your drinking pleasure! &lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for, i am the little lady for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xnells&lt;br /&gt;( All applications are subject to a excruciating testing process)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to :&lt;br /&gt;Rickie Lee Jones- Priates, Screamin J Hawkins, The Presets- Are you the one 'remix', The russian Brides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading:&lt;br /&gt;Margaret Olley- Far from a still life. &lt;br /&gt;She is an pretty old australian still life painter. Its great if you like that kind of thing, i'm guessing not many people who read this will like it though, so i am not recomending it.&lt;br /&gt;Also reading loved up text messages from my best friend Jordy in Paris.....- Granny (jordy's nickname) you are like the spring time in the tulip fields in Holland! Bisousssss bisousssss bisousssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/jordylove.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bastille.....looking every bit the thrusting fox he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nellaandjordpalais.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together frezzing, but sharing the hottest body heat in the whole of damn Paris... Outside Le Palais de Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/nellaandjlove.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunited in the homeland sharing some yellowfin hand rolls....sorrid tales from across the pacific!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you thanks for saving my valentines day from complele un-romantic hell, when will the day come when we can have a double date with our better half boys? God onlys knows!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-114005344471679878?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114005344471679878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/114005344471679878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/mail-order-bride.html' title='Mail order bride....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113995134430031196</id><published>2006-02-14T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T13:09:04.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i was lolita on St valentines day.</title><content type='html'>Well it wasnt all bad yesterday, but i did drink enough gin to turn into a bitter housewife.&lt;br /&gt;The best think about yesterday was developing a roll of negs in my photography class which was amusing because i spilt a whole jug of fixer on myself. It didnt bother me because i actually quite like the smell, until my teacher told me that every old man that works in a photographic lab gets cancer because of the chemicals. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Not one single random, "hey nella, you know i think your awsome and i just wanted to tell you and will you be my valentine"text message.....not a single one. &lt;br /&gt;There wasn't even something like this waiting for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/51019poodleflowers.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i was waiting and hoping all day, so i could make plans with the anticipated valentines text message sender, but since there wasnt one i shimmed on down to the van she video launch for their song kelly.....I'm sure you'll see it on mtv sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;This is me being Lolita on St Valentines day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/loita.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hang out with my friend Hickey she is a spinster like me...... And she is about to make an impact on myspace in a very big massive kinda way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/hickeyandme.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is with my friend aimee, eating the only type of E that we do eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/aimiiandme.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all had a pretty stock standard singletons valentines day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write something more interesting soon, when i interview someone who looks like a rat and skates like feret on a few E's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113995134430031196?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113995134430031196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113995134430031196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-wish-i-was-lolita-on-st-valentines.html' title='I wish i was lolita on St valentines day.'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113971272604171524</id><published>2006-02-11T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:35:37.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stationary is Sexy!</title><content type='html'>So today, i did my favorite kind of shopping. &lt;br /&gt;I had a craving of the stationary kind......so i went to office works with my sister Tosha and her boyfriend Jack.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in the very extensive office chairs section.....of corse we had a race it wouldnt have been a trip to office works without one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/officeworks3.jpg" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most girls go shoe shopping if they are a little depressed, i do that sometimes too.&lt;br /&gt;But the only kind of shopping that really hits the spot for me when i am a little down in the dumps is stationary.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the vast array of note pad's, drawing pins with little hearts on them, personalised binders and my personal obsession labeling machines.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/officeworks2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday night i felt like crap after having another fight with my exboyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Not being noticed and being ignored is the worst feeling ever, i dont know if its this impending st valetines day thats coming up that has made me on edge and slightly self concious that i will be all alone on the 14th of this month.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so after a day in bed and crying over stupid films last night and not eating much, i knew i had to pick my skinny ass up out of bed and go to office works. Just wandering the isles of embossed paper and filo-faxes made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/officeworks1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i am going to open all my stuff and feel bad about all the excessive packaging that cant be recycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching: Playtime, a french movie from the 70's very funny, also got out elizabethtown last night from the video shop.&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt focus that much because my mum kept on saying i am like kirstin dunst's character.....its ok though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Cat Power greatest hits, Brian Wilson-smile, !!! - feel good hit of the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nella&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113971272604171524?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113971272604171524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113971272604171524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/stationary-is-sexy.html' title='Stationary is Sexy!'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113971147465642868</id><published>2006-02-11T18:02:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T15:38:51.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday on my mind.....</title><content type='html'>So friday was finally here, i had a lettering class in the afternoon which seemed to endlessly drag on.&lt;br /&gt;There is only so many times you can write the alphabet without going slightly mad.&lt;br /&gt;Had arranged to meet Steele Bonus at 5.30 outside Benny's work on crown st. I was late and met him at 6.30 at china heights.&lt;br /&gt;The exhibition was good, saw my good friend's gareth and dom who i hadnt seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i drank too much and fell down a hill grazing my hands i am still suffering from the gravel in my palms......the highlight of the night was having a hot-dog with sam (my main gay.....everyone needs a main gay in their lives.) he got a pepperoni slice, but was jealous of my hot dog because of the cheese sauce that looks like cum dribbled all over my face. He said it was just like a perverted Terry Richardson advert.&lt;br /&gt;Here we are looking like we have been busted doing in an alley.....:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/samanddrunk.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steele Bonus at Judgement bar......approx 3.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/mrbonus.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man is an eligable bachalor ladies, he is the best, likes squash, a good dutch beer and his oma's Het Gouden Speculaasje&lt;br /&gt;(delicous spiced dutch cookie). Lately  he has been having a bit of bad luck with the ladies....to cut this short, skanks need not apply, but if you a sweet little lady who wants a piece of the Bone-Man email me and i will set you up! nellavan@optusnet.com.au.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up yesterday feeling very ill, no doubt it was from those dodgy free brazillian beers me and mick were skulling at the exhibition. (sorry i accidently deleted that photo of us sweets, lets meet up tomorrow afternoon so i can give you that new music anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Fuck Buddies - Invasion..... check their myspace! They are very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx nella ( cupid to my friends)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113971147465642868?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113971147465642868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113971147465642868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/friday-on-my-mind_113971147465642868.html' title='Friday on my mind.....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113946508815945286</id><published>2006-02-08T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T22:04:48.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gullivers Travels</title><content type='html'>Well today was scary.&lt;br /&gt;I had my computers class in the morning and there is a very very obese girl in the class.&lt;br /&gt;Not the type of person you see at Mc Donald's and you think, "oh slow down you dont need those 3 cheese burgers and super size coke" but the type of obese that you see on an oprah health special "shock woman at 350 pounds".&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were in this computers class and she falls off her chair pulls down the table also and started grabing her chest,&lt;br /&gt;the teacher was out of the room and all the other girls are screaming so i run over and with the help of three other girls roll her into the recovery position. She got taken to hospital and is fine.&lt;br /&gt;But it was like Gullivers Travels, anyone who know's me know's i am not very big, i am 166cm and 54kg, this girl is at probably 200kg. After that i was too scared to each lunch in fear of ever getting that fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/GulliversTravels_large.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nurse nella to the rescue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113946508815945286?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113946508815945286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113946508815945286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/gullivers-travels.html' title='Gullivers Travels'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113939529777483258</id><published>2006-02-08T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T02:42:26.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"IF YOU AINT DUTCH, YOU AINT MUCH!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/dolls.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113939529777483258?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113939529777483258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113939529777483258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-you-aint-dutch-you-aint-much.html' title='&quot;IF YOU AINT DUTCH, YOU AINT MUCH!&quot;'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113938322166372200</id><published>2006-02-07T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T23:20:21.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woe is me at work......</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/work2.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/workone.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Here i am at work, i have had many various exciting jobs.&lt;br /&gt;This one involves amazing art work, really expensive cars, decorative arts that if you break you would have to sell your house to pay for them, creepy dolls that people collect.....but sometimes it involves staring at a computer all day entering consignment numbers.....eeeeerrrrrrrrrr. &lt;br /&gt;To make up for it i must do something really exciting.....pity i already know that tomorrow i will be sitting at st vincents hospital waiting for an appointment with my hand micro-surgeon for my operation that i have coming up....&lt;br /&gt;then i will have hand therapy for an hour.....at least i get a scar tissue massage with that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I think i will drink lots of red wine and bake cookies tonight, to make up for all this mess and bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nella&lt;br /&gt;woe is me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i hate all this saint valentines day advertising......it is very depressing when you have no valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113938322166372200?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113938322166372200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113938322166372200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/woe-is-me-at-work.html' title='Woe is me at work......'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113936962881938841</id><published>2006-02-07T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:33:48.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wierd ways of 20-25year old boys....</title><content type='html'>Why do boys at this age bother to have girlfriends?&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt matter how much they say they love you, its just a series of damn infatuations...&lt;br /&gt;Why are boys so scared of liking girls, to the point of where they do realise they like them and they do something really mean and stupid to the girl because they do like them. And when your with them they think that being wasted is an excuse to cheat on you because everyone does it.&lt;br /&gt;This has really been bugging me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its time for a boy detox........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113936962881938841?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113936962881938841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113936962881938841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/wierd-ways-of-20-25year-old-boys.html' title='the wierd ways of 20-25year old boys....'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113930181423035542</id><published>2006-02-07T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T04:01:17.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FACT OR CRAP????</title><content type='html'>Is it fact or crap that Roland Mouret is going to Chloe now that Phoebe Philo is leaving??&lt;br /&gt;Is the famous 'Galaxy Dress' dress going to work in the softest off white cotton lace that only Chloe can do.....&lt;br /&gt;You know what i mean if you have worn it, its the type of fabric in a chloe dress that when you are walking on a hot summers day and you pass under the shade of a tree and a cool breeze passes and the flow of the dress brushes your legs and you get goose bumps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/chloe.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Larsey (prinny number3) for carrying my shopping on that freezing french day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.....SKYPE ME!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113930181423035542?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113930181423035542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113930181423035542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/fact-or-crap.html' title='FACT OR CRAP????'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113926084327685075</id><published>2006-02-06T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T17:30:03.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the nella chronicles</title><content type='html'>Just a little more on franz ferdinand....&lt;br /&gt;I thought that their side show at the enmore was fantastic and far better and more exciting and brilliant than any other show i saw that week.&lt;br /&gt;Before seeing them, i never thought of them as a band that was different from that whole wave of music....&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i would have even gone to their show if i hadnt been given a pass. (Thanks Tim Hoey!)&lt;br /&gt;After the show, backstage mitchell fell asleep in his band room which was hallarious.&lt;br /&gt;Hickey was equally hallarious sticking signs on the chairs (V.I.C = VERY IMPORTANT CUTTERS).&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the after party where i briefly met Alex Karprinos. A few things i liked, mainly his ability to wear red ( When i wear red it makes me look slightly jaundous and ill)and i also liked that he introduced himself with a firm handshake. &lt;br /&gt;So now in retrospective and after reading their band blog on their website, i think that they are a very good band. I also like the speed of their new song....its a little faster.&lt;br /&gt;My ex boyfriend Glen fancies himself to look like Alex Kaprinos.....i will post some photo's later and anyone who reads this can comment on if they think so or not....I didnt when Glen first mentioned it, but after meeting him i think he does kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Also if anyone knows Alex Kaprinos....maybe they can show him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....to end this is for Jude who just had the stick figure in this next photo's baby.....congratulations...... and i have posted a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/themother.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took it whilst in JB (JUST BABES) HIFI on sunday whilst my best friend josephine shopped for dvd's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sick and my head is feeling like a ball of snot.&lt;br /&gt;Will post a recipe for amazing bananna cake when i get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nelsonx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113926084327685075?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113926084327685075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113926084327685075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/nella-chronicles.html' title='the nella chronicles'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22030910.post-113922826376003289</id><published>2006-02-06T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T04:31:27.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first chronicle.......</title><content type='html'>This is the first chronicle........&lt;br /&gt;Just spent the evening blowing my nose, and watching some DVD that one of my sisters stalkers made for her with video clips he had some how recorded on to VHS from rage and such then put them on DVD. 5 DVD's with 4 hours of video clips on each one. See he is a stalker, the guy had nothing better to do than make my sister these DVD's, probably on a saturday night, probably doing gross 17 year old boy things over a photo of her in between pressing burn on imovie.&lt;br /&gt;Saying that, they were actually quite good, lots of Blur and other various britpop, although on that range there was a lack of supergrass. Highlight was Chrissie  Amphlett : Science Fiction. She is amazing, i plan on reading her auto-bigography before the summer is out. I really like the high pitch ...... woohhhoooooowww's she does in the middle of her song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a monday evening here and now.....and the weekend just past was slightly eventful and slightly dumb.&lt;br /&gt;The slightly eventful part went like this:&lt;br /&gt;My good friend Mikey asked me if i would partake in his 'POD WARS' night he was doing at the cricketers arms hotel on saturday. I said 'SURE'. The idea was that each participant would get 20mins and have either an already selected playlist or you could wing it and time the songs into each other. Then you would be judged by 3 Judges out of 10 : Mikey, Viv ( my best friend who works behind the bar), Dom (who owns the bar) and Melanie (some girl who was wasted and was having her birthday party there). Then the two highest score places would battle song for song for 5 songs. Winner gets a 6pack of beer.&lt;br /&gt;So the night kicked off well, had a whiskey and water and a little bit of lemonade because i felt like i was coming down with a cold (which i now have) and i saw that in a movie once that whiskey helps colds. Spoke to Timmy Turntables (viv's boyfriend) about how gross johnny midnight (old flatmate at 314 crown st) used to smell because he only used to wash his clothes with water and no sud's, Timmy also reminded me of the time Johnny owed him rent money but convinced Timmy that swapping him two tshirts would more than make up for the rent. Then Timmy wore one of his newly aquired 'rent-money tshirt's' to get some milk and couldnt figure out what the horrid smell lurking around him was......he realised with a wiff of the armpit it was his new shirt......Johnny had swapped Timmy soiled t-shirts for rent money!&lt;br /&gt;This story made me teary from laughing so much.&lt;br /&gt;My set time was 10pm..... i came early to check out my competition.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Timmy's set but he was peeved because the drunk birthday girl scored him a 5! &lt;br /&gt;Then Mikey played.....he was more organising so i think he just played some kind of hip-hop music. Then nathan played i thought he was my competition he started off with : Billy Jean. Everyone knows thats a party song and he had two friends dressed up dancing like Micheal Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Then came Lucky he was an a wildcard entry, he is gay and asian and wears those cool 'bathing ape' type clothes. This is when i started to get worried.....he had cool sunglasses and some other gay guys dancing for him....I had no props like sungasses to help my scores. Timmy knew he was going to loose so he decided he was going to help me win, we thought about ripping down the little fairylights that were around the doorway and wrapping me in them like a christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;But then aborted because they were stuck on too tight and because Dom who owns the bar was also a judge, and i'm sure he likes his fairy lights just where they are.&lt;br /&gt;AT THIS POINT I ALSO DECIDED TO ABORT MY PLAYLIST.....I WAS GOING TO WING IT....&lt;br /&gt;Louise played next, i suggested she play to Mikey, as i think she is very cool, only recently met her but am a fan already.&lt;br /&gt;She just left her playlist on and came and drank outside with me.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn.....i made Timmy and Lou dance with me behind the dj booth.&lt;br /&gt;I had some moves and was wearing a very cute outfit consiting of my favorite cacharel boots made out of some very young soft calf....black tights (which got a ladder because of a dance move in which i jumped onto the dj booth and did some leg crossing) a navy blue silk mini skirt and a white lace shirt which was my mums from india in the 70's. It was very Marianne Faithfull post Mick Jagger break up.&lt;br /&gt;I played, tears for fears-head over heals, Melanie-brand new key, tom vek-CC( you set the fire in me), The beach boys- i was made to love her, elo-livin things......i think i played something else but i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i ended up having the highest score....but the second place getter was Lucky. We had to 'POD WAR'.&lt;br /&gt;There is no need to get into the last part, because i lost to 'Pump the Jam'.&lt;br /&gt;I was a gracious loser....but i had planned on using those winning beers to give to certain boy so he would be impressed.&lt;br /&gt;NO BEERS.......NO BOY........NO POD WAR CROWN.&lt;br /&gt;But i was completely drunk from my home cold solution of whiskey and water and a little bit of lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only exciting thing was that i worked out how to post images on peoples comment sections on myspace.....incase your wondering because its  not in the FAQ section.......get onto that TOM! &lt;br /&gt;You have to host the image on photo bucket (www.photobucket.com) then when you are making a comment type:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= THE COPY AND PASTE THE URL ADDRESS UNDER THE PHOTO IN YOUR PHOTOBUCKET PAGE &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....next time in the nella chronicles some blah of some either equally as boring writting or maybe it might be slightly more exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x nella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READING: franz ferdinand's band blog on their website, its very good. You can tell they went to university. Also saturdays sydney morning herald.....favorite headline : 'who's going to tell Mark CHOPPER reid his paints are awful'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTENING TO: arctic monkeys, pet shop boys-ballads,ssm ( i found them on myspace and am slightly obsessed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCHING: those stalker DVD's of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me eating pancakes the other night....it was belated birthday dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f193/nellavanveenendaal/yummmmmy.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s sorry to Albert's friend i hit in the head with my earphone....i was nervous from the battle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22030910-113922826376003289?l=thenellachronicles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113922826376003289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22030910/posts/default/113922826376003289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenellachronicles.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-chronicle.html' title='The first chronicle.......'/><author><name>nella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17945942916678867114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
