Tuesday, 28 September 2010

Rationalised the hell out of that!

I love putting too much detergent in the sink when I'm doing the dishes and making huge bubble mountains and valleys, and then pretending that the dishes I'm washing are invading forces, coming to cause havoc in the beautiful planet.
It's basically Super Mario Galaxy in my sink.
Or something.

It was today that I realised that I could be making a social comment on humanity's tendancy to come into a place, create all this dirt and grossness in the existing environment, and destroy the pretty bubble real mountains.

But really I just like making bubble mountains and UFO noises (plates are flying saucers) to make doing to dishes less horrible.
And using a whole lot of detergent.

On a side note, I got Super Mario Galaxy today.
That is, Captain Awesome got it.

My Last Tweet: [was telling meekakitty to feel good :)]

Sunday, 26 September 2010

Positives - What an upbeat title!

My life needs more positive things. Everyone's life needs more positive things.
Can't have too many good things! Unless it's ... trees. Trees are good, but if we had too many, we would die because there would be nowhere to live. Unless we became tree people. And built houses and bridges in the trees. Would we still have skyscrapers? Or would it become more of an achievement to reach the ground? Groundscrapers. Floorscrapers. Earthscrapers. I like earthscrapers.
I think I'm going to go ahead with the blog now and leave the trees and various scrapers alone.
So for some positives, I'm writing a list of things I'm good at.

I kick ARSE at card games.
Uno, Monopoly Deal, Canasta, Up and Down the River, Skip Bo, Poker. Just as long as it's not 500, I'm set.

I have managed to maintain this blog for nearly two weeks now, which is longer than, I'll admit, I anticipated.
I have also managed to maintain my collab vlog (www.youtube.com/anabundanceofawesome).

I haven't handed any assessment in late and lost marks for it in about 3 years.

I'm a dedicated fan.
When I commit to something, I fully commit. I don't just stick around for Alex Reads Twilight videos, I watch them all; I don't just read Harry Potter once, I do it many, many times. I don't just be a half nerd. I go the whole way.

I can have huge waves of creativity.
Rarely, but still. They're there.
The hard part is expressing them adequately.

I get -- no. I forgot. In between starting this sentence and coming back to finish it after checking I spelt adequately correctly (I did, but it looked funny in this font), I forgot.

I like dark chocolate.
Perhaps not a positive thing about me, but a nice hint if you're looking to give me a present.
I also like presents.

I think I've picked some truly astounding friends.
On that, I'm also pretty trusting and trustworthy.

I am out of things.

Score in Canasta: 2655. Opponents on 1800 and 900.
Yeah, I know. I don't like to brag.

Friday, 24 September 2010

My clothes and I go way back.

So yesterday, I was innocently packing my bag to go from my mum's house to my dad's house, quite tired, quite late at night, but I don't think that has anything to do with it.
In order to pack a selection of shirts, I got a big pile out of my drawer, and proceeded to put the ones I wanted to take in the suitcase and the ones I didn't want to take in the not-suitcase (a.k.a. on the floor, where they remain to this day). It was about halfway through this exercise that I realised that not only was I telling my shirts which ones of them were going, I was also sympathetically explaining to each of them why they weren't being picked to come with my on this occasion, and outlining future occasions when they would be suitable for my travels.
I then thought something along the lines of "Wow, that's weird."
And continued to do it for the entire suitcase, expanding to include pants, shoes, socks and various essential cables (I don't want to be discriminatory).
That was when I realised I cracked it.
And then thought "ha! What a freak. I should blog about that."

And here we are.

Today, I decided to watch some Alex Reads Twilight again, now that I've watched all of Alex's other video and know him (yeah, personally. We're tight. HA!), and wow it's weird. Not better or worse. Just really different. That's my advice of the day: if you're way into something (a vlog, a book, a blog, whatevvvvs), and have immersed yourself in it, go back and [watch/read/listen/danceto/sing/cook/idon'tknow] the first thing of that that you ever encountered. Does that make sense? I think it makes sense. Let's say it makes sense.

My achievement for this week was learning all the words in the chorus to Tom Milsom's song Indigo. I'm very excited about that. Which is why (see below)
My last tweet: cosmic latte, tangerine.

Wednesday, 22 September 2010

So. Guess who can't think of a title because this is just a random collection of crap? Tha's right.

OK, OK I'll post another blog. A proper one this time.
This is actually hilarious because like, 2 people read this. I only read it because I have to proof it. But if I pretend people read it, I'll be more encouraged to post, and posting is fun!

So, I think I've talked my friend into making a blog (Aleks's Day!), and so I'm super duper excited about that, because I won't be the only lonely person on here with no one reading the witty and delightful things they write.

Is it time to be serious yet?

My psychology excursion points of interest:
We saw a dinosaur's head in a window.
I got accosted by a bouncer at 'Strippers Nite Club".
I annoyed my friend by pointing out every truck to her.
Someone asked if buses are allowed through red lights, in all seriousness.
One girl had, over the TWO DAY trip, FIVE DIFFERENT PANTS/shorts. WHAT?!
Chinatown dinner was delicious. Honey Chickeeeeeeeen.
The taxi cost $15.70.
Delicious breakfast. From which I stole some pastries for snackies.
Errr ... I'm running out of things.
Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots (I'm not even kidding) and lots and lots and lots and lots and lots of walking.

So, now I'm back at school, but only for two more days because then it's HOLIDAYS.
I know, you're jealous.

I want to have some really cool last words. Both here and at the end of my life.
But I can't think of anything now, so I'll compromise and just take the dying words one.

This is a thing I think I will do.
Latest tweet: There are so many fantastic things on the internet. I like to think I'm one of them. *cough*
And yes, I may have sat for a while in front of my computer, trying to think of something casually amusing to write. 

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Oh, to a Tuesday when ...

I should probably put pictures on facebook.
I should probably properly finish my school work.
I should probably write a proper blog entry.

But I'm tired and so I'm not going to.
Good night :)

Sunday, 19 September 2010

A Holiday List

Holiday? Pfft.
No. A two-day, one-night trip to Sydney.
But for now, we'll pretend it's a holiday because I flippin' need a holiday.

This is a list because otherwise I'll forget what to take because I'm so darn tired. I slept like 4 hours last night.
1 x jeans
2 x T-shirt
5 x underwears (I'm always intensely and irrationally paranoid about underwear losses)
1 x light pajamas
1 x light jacket
1 x warm jacket
1 x singlet top
3 x socks (and wet socks)
1 x shoes
1 x shorts

OK. Done. Let's pretend I wrote that out for you, as insight into my packing, rather than for me, the exceedingly tired and consequently forgetful girl.

I found out iPad make particularly good doorstops. I wonder what would happen if I went into the Mac store and tested it ...

Maths: finished
Religion: finished enough
English: ... 2 out of 3 is alright, yeah?

I hope you have a better sleep than I did last night!

Saturday, 18 September 2010

My Life is Worse than Average. A less emo blog than the title makes it out to be.

I wish I could spend all my time not doing homework and assignments for school.
Yestderday, the most depressing thing possible happened to someone with three assignments to be done by Monday: I rang and talked to my good friend Alex, and he got to tell me about the fact that he's finished school. Yeah, same city, same grade, but he gets to be finished, while I still have another 7 weeks of school, including exams. In this situation, someone wins and someone loses. Dammit.

So now, it's 11 on Saturday morning, and I have to do my Religion creative (something something Bhagavad Gita creative something something quotations), my Maths, and my English which is probably the worst, because it's not actually compulsory; just preparation for an in-class task I have. All that within the next 36 hours. Which doesn't sound too bad until you realise that I do have to sleep at some point, and go to dinner, and actually get materials for my creative.
And to make the whole weekend worse, my mum is blaring her Oh Brother Where Art Thou soundtrack. You wish you lived in my house! *cough*

In other, more exciting news, on Monday, I get to go to Sydney for Psychology. Oh yeahh. We 'get' to walk around King's Cross. At night. Unsupervised. Taking notes on the locals. That can only end in funtime shenanigans for all!
But it should actually be a really fun trip. Despite the fact that I'm in year 12, which at any school would mean a whole bunch of independence and fun, at my school this means we get babied more than the younger kids. Seriously, we're not even allowed to take dates to the formal. We have to take our parents. I wish I was kidding. So on this trip, we get tons of independence, getting to look after ourselves, which is a welcome relief.

Can you tell I'm just writing more to avoid the horrors this weekend will hold, workwise?

Assignments: 3
Excitement: -3
I would say it's inversely proportionate, but that feels a bit too much like maths to me.

Thursday, 16 September 2010

The Ant Stole my Bloginity!

So, as might you have noticed, this is my first post. The idea of creating and, more importantly, maintaining a blog has been one that's been in my head for actually quite a while now. I spend so much of my time online, and always enjoyed keeping a diary -though hopefully this will be less angsty and insecure - so putting these two together is something that's been of interest to me.

But all that time when the idea was flitting around my head, I always wondered 'What the heck will I write about?' Having read a number of blogs, people always have such interesting or quirky or funny or intellectually diverting things to say, and, as much as I'd like to, I don't really feel I fit into any of these categories.
But while lying in bed one night, thinking about things, I imagined myself having a conversation with someone about how much I wanted an iPad (it's relevant, I swear).

It went like this:
Other Mystery Person (OMP): Do you have an iPad?
Me: No! Ahh, I want one so bad. I would kill for an iPad.
OMP: Really?
Me: Well, maybe not like, a person. But an animal. But not like, a big animal. A small animal. Er ... Maybe just an ant. But you can't tell me I'm killing it. Don't say it's murder! It's not! Just say it's drinking a sweet, if poisonous drink. No -- don't say poison. Just say I need to remove it from suffering. And I'll squash it. Just as long as I don't think of it as murder. I'd do that for an iPad. Can I have my iPad?

And after having this stupid mental conversation with myself, I went on to think about starting a blog (don't even ask me how I got there) and the fact that I'm boring and uninteresting. And then I remembered the conversation I'd just had in my head with a person who does not exist; I decided at that if I can have that imaginary conversation with myself, I can probably manage to think up something to blog about.

So, I'm putting this out in the great wide world of the internet. Maybe no-one except myself will read it, but if that's the case, it's really just a diary that I posted on-line.

Ant squashing is murder. No other way to cut it.
But I still really want an iPad.