The Great Peanut Butter Analogy

Receiving constructive criticism is like craving peanut butter. Most of the time, you source out the peanut butter for yourself (and maybe once in a blue moon - somebody actually gifts you with a bottle or two). When you open your jar of buttery, peanutty goodness, the only thing stuck to the roof of your mouth is the bitter taste of disappointment.

You can't complain, you're not allowed to. Nobody forced this spread upon you, damn...you actually asked for it. As you tongue away at the mass lump of peanut butter that won't go away, it never seems to disappear. As much as you'd like to forget about it, you just can't stop thinking about it. Burdened, forever.

However, you can learn to embrace the fact that you have made a problem for yourself because now, you have to fix it. You could take a bite of another sandwich (unless you eat peanut butter in spoonfuls). Or you could just...well, get over it.

I Get Scared That People Will Come Up To Me And Kill Me At Night

Commentaries

Sigh no more

I actually spent a lot of time on this, on Rotten Tomatoes and googling 'top movies of all time'. At first I just wanted to make a list of my 10 favourite movies but that was too hard, I don't really know what my favourites are but in the end I have this list (not in order) of movies that are, really really really good. Oh and I tried to get some from different genres and stuff and different years.



American Pie

The Truman Show

Charlotte's Web

Where the Wild Things Are

Love Actually

Breakfast at Tiffany's

500 Days of Summer

Juno

Avatar

Vicky Christina Barcelona

10 Things I Hate About You

Happy Campers

An Education

Easy A

I Am Sam

Ferris Bueller's Day Off

The Parent Trap

Mystic River

Ghost

The Home Song Stories

Once Were Warriors

Explorer Of The World

You are Billy, the young explorer of the world. The world is your oyster, and the pearl of that oyster is well - let's say it's your neighbourhood. Each day, you play in this surburban wonderland with all the other charming and well-polished neighbourhood buddies. Life is great, but you've always had some odd, sinking feeling that maybe this oyster isn't as big as it seems. Scientists and worldy experts claim electrons to be the only living beings on your world so far - but you really do think that something's out there. You're not too sure, but there is...something out there.

forever

you know, this blog is going to be on the internet forever, well unless blogger decides to delete it which i hope it doesn't. but that means when we're 25 or 50 or even older, we can read back on old times. brig and i had this conversation about year 6 camp yesterday. don't you just love remembering things you hadn't thought about for ages?
i also remember the first day of that camp, i climbed a tree and a teacher told me to get down.

i really like apricots. my brother climed over the fence to our neighbours garden (to get tennis balls he'd thrown over) and then we got him to take peaches and apricots from their trees. in autumn we'll get some apples.

Spanish Mode

Toy Story 3 is the second film I've ever seen that has made me cry.

blues

i have this really bad habit of never saying good bye to people over the internet, like if i want to leave facebook or something i consider saying a simple "ok i have to go, bye" but i usually don't, i just close it. and i guess that's bad but hey i'm used to it, if people do it do me i don't really care. oh but i also think to myself "oh they'll just think my chat isn't working or something", so yeah maybe i should be nice but that just takes effort

the first ever christmas post (probably the last too)

it's sad that Brigitte can't be here to join us, but i hope she is having a lovely christmas wherever she is. please come back though...

this is going to be our only christmas post ever :( i don't even know what to put here, but i was thinking about this year and i thought probably my highlight (well the only one i could really remember) was seeing jack johnson live, even though we were so far back, and despite the rain.

being on the grass was fun though. the people sitting down hardly got into it. they were SITTING for god's sake

oh what a feeling

i'm going to tell you 2 stories.

okay firstly i went for a run at 8.20pm, which is just after the sun set. i was running along and everything was wonderful. it smelt fresh, the air was lovely and cool, there weren't that many people around (by the way this is in a lovely bike trail so i had grass and trees and a little stream nearby) and i was really energetic, i was having a great time.
then as i go along, i guess the first bad thing that happened was a bug flew into my eye. it was tiny, but it did take a while for it to come out. that was annoying but not too bad right?
about 20 minutes in, i've turned around (running back home you know) and my knee and my foot start hurting (right leg by the way, that's my bad leg). okay that happens sometimes, it's not too bad yet. so i keep going.
then i decide to put my watch in my pocket (you know those shorts with the pocket on the inside?) i try to find my pocket, and it's not there. ohhh joy you idiot, how hard is it to put on a pair of shorts the right way around? i considered changing but there wasn't any place to hide, and i guess they were bike shorts so you couldn't really tell.
next thing is my foot was hurting too much so i go 'right, ill just take my shoes off, barefoot running is better and i have to get home'. so there i go running off - bare feet, carrying my shoes and with my shorts back to front. a group of girls on scooters pass me and stare at me.
that's not even all, not even a few minutes after taking my shoes off, my OTHER ankle is hurting, and i guess the right one a bit, so i have to put my shoes back on. when i put them on something weird happens, my foot pretty much went retarded but it would be too hard explaining it here. but i end up running back, and by then all i wanted was to get home.

oh and just a random fact here, did you know the fitter you are, the more you sweat? it's so unfair, its as if the word wants us to be unfit. but then if you are too fat you sweat more as well.

okay that went on for too long, i was planning on just telling you about my shorts being backwards, but a lot happened on that run.
next one, i'll keep it short:
i had just come out of the shower, bathroom to be exact. so i just had a towel on (oh god if you are imagining this stop) and i was drinking from a drink bottle because, well it was just after the run so i brought a drink bottle with me to the bathroom, smart hey? but as i walk into my room i spill some water on me. now usually this would be 'oh no i'm wet' but since i was just in a towel i could wipe it off easy! how funny is that :D

brig?

where did you goooo?
i'm lonely
i'm mr lonely
i have nobody for my ownnnnnnnnnnn
......):
i was at the video store, funny how its called that even though you don't actually buy anything from there, but anyway i was about to get Nowhere Boy and Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist because they both sound good but i'm just too lazy to watch anything so i figured i wouldn't watch them. and i didn't get them. really though, i just lie down on my floor or my bed and just... lie there and not do anything...
it's christmas in 2 days, and it really doesn't feel like it at all

people drinking tea

peopledrinkingtea.tumblr.com
i had to type that out because the link wouldn't paste, but it's kinda.. cool?
also have a look at her actual tumblr (ok i'm pretty sure it's a girl) because i found that funny too
i'm a bit scared this is someone i know : i just found the link on facebook hahaha

fast and maneuverable

one day Brig, you will own one of these, yeah?

My Desk Is Really Cluttered

Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away

Do what you want

is ain't an actual word?

what's it short for?

Can't Stop This Train

Speed Dial

Wow, it's a month (well, minus two days) till this entire blog 365 is over. I can't say that this time has wooshed by really quickly, but certainly fast than I expected. I won't do that horribly cheesy wrap-up thing yet, but I will at some point.

Now, I will leave you with a strawberry smoothie that I had today:

Seemingly Catchy But Awkward

I come up with ideas for mixes/playlists which I should get together into some sort of physical form, I never get around to it though.

Marvin Gaye - Let's Get It On

MC Hammer - U Can't Touch This

Bill Conti - Gonna Fly Now (Theme From Rocky)

Queen - Don't Stop Me Now

Bonnie Tyler - Total Eclipse Of The Heart

Air Supply - All Out of Love

Real McCoy - Another Night

Meatloaf - I'd Do Anything For Love

Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlan - Mexican Hat Dance

Cher - Believe

Air Supply - Died In Your Arms

Spandau Ballet - True

Van McCoy - The Hustle

Try playing that in a room of acquaintances.

This Is Not The Plug You're Looking For

Do you want a photo print from me? Consider it a Christmas present. Flatter me and flick me an email.

Banana Pancakes

I can't say that I'm an expert on these delectable specimens, but one has to start somewhere...right? It is only when one get to know something [breathe] as well as every curve and loop on the front of their hand, is when [breathe] they learn to appreciate the importance of their chosen field.

Can we actually learn to appreciate everything on a nearly-equal basis? Say you are God (just pretend) and you have the choice to omit anything from the world, tangible or intangible. Maybe you take away war, poverty, maybe banana pancakes, or even...dare I say, peanut butter.

What would the world be like without banana pancakes? There is some inkling in the back of your head telling you that a world without banana pancakes is a much worse world than without war. If you took butterflies away, you might be preventing typhoons in the Atlantic oceans but then all butterfly jokes would not exist.

Q: What happens when you throw butter out the window?

A: Butterfly.

If you made time travelling, appreciation and regret have a child. It would be peanut butter. Just sayin'.

Sierpinski

Today, Vi Hart taught me the importance of mathematics. Not only can it allow you to entertain yourself endlessly with numerical patterns, but it actually shows that maths is actually rather awesome once you get past the fact that you have to learn it. Most people seem to find maths boring because this mindset has been hardwired in our brains ever since we step foot into school. Trust me, when you are five years old, your views are swayed very easily.

Which is why I got put by the time out cupboard so often in my first year of school. My dad very kindly told my teacher to keep an extra eye on me, I don't know why - maybe to make sure that I was extra good. And thus, I was practically living by this said cupboard for the entirety of year one. I did learn not to talk while the teacher was talking after that, I think.

There is a line, this represents the point of time in which I will stop procrastinating. I am a hyperbola.

NAGAMBIEEE

I thought maybe I should start doing something different, like wearing only organic cotton and using recyclable shopping bags. I mean that would be pretty cool. I went through an environmental stage once. I went to the library and put post-it notes in the books telling people to be eco-friendly, and I emailed the prime minister (or some minister) saying how we should start caring more for the environment. I think that was also around the time I went vegetarian. Now I just realised that now I don't seem to care about anything. Even today when I thought about being environmental it was more because of what people would think, like I want to be someone that people talk about and say "oh, she's different, she's cool". But I don't want to be 'different' like allllllllllllll those girls who wear vintage clothing from op shops and loveee film cameras 'but I was into it before all the hype' and support local bands etc etc.

Sorry just got off track for a second, I hate indie.

Anyway this whole thing started today when I was wearing my organic Jack Johnson t shirt and the couple next to us were using re usable bags for groceries. But we can't do that because plastic bags are our rubbish bags, and I can't possibly wear only organic clothes because I just don't have the money, plus I have clothes for sport made of not cotton.

But I would love to start something. I should probably go now, I'll see you all on Sunday. But next year I think I will start something different, it will be awesome.

Everybody Lies

Well, it seems like my internet should be working...forever now. What have I been doing for the past two weeks?

- Watching House
- Supermarket shopping
- Watching House

- Seeing...friends

But now I'm 'back' and nothing much has changed.

(Sorry Joy)

moustache

blogging is no fun without brigitte, just saying

i had a picture to post but it didnt fit and i can't be bothered finding it again...

angry

the other day, i was walking my dog. okay my dog is gorgeous and extremely lovable. anyway, we walk past this cat, Cody growls so I drag him away. the cat bloody follows us and dares to growl at a DOG. now that does not happen and im thinking 'hey you can't do that, you're supposed to run off and be scared'. so i let Cody a bit closer, to teach this cat a lesson. it doesn't move and gives Cody death stares. then i'm stuck with the choice (no not really but i wanted to) either let Cody go for his life but then possibly end up hurting each other, or walk off. the stupid thing followed us. for a while then it went back. but there's no real point to this story except that dogs > cats always. and if you have a cat, teach it what's right

yellow

help me with ideas?

for nagambie rowing camp, we do kris kringle (secret santa) but as well as getting a present we get to make the person we have do stuff, within limits of course

such as: last year one girl had to take care of a baby born the whole week

eating on the floor without their hands

had to say pick up lines to the coaches

soooo i do have ideas, quite a few :D but if you can think of some let me know! THAT MEANS YOU BRIG, GET SOME INTERNET PLEASE

oh and ill be gone allllll of next week except sunday

tomorrow

i

go

to

jack

johnson

:)

is this sentence still going on?

i think i have found the meaning of life

i went through so many of these today

Taken

Okay, I'm back today. Just today until we actually get real internet back. Only one person noticed that I've been missing...virtually (thank you for noticing).

48 emails.

27 dA messages.

36 google feeds.

I love the internet.

From

From the wonderful Brigitte:

I'm not dead, rather that my internet has died and that I'm currently in an internet cafe. if you want to punish anyone...it should be vodafone. aaaarrrggghh

so yes, I'm not dead, maybe half-dead.

AGOIWUetoiuw2tru235 no internet :(

A

Once when I was little, at school we got these bags, like those ones you put presents in, and we had to put a present in it for a kid in hospital. I had to make one for a girl and I remember putting in a toy sheep which I think was one of my toys I had, as well as some other stuff. And I remember being all cute and writing a little message which was extremely cheesy - 'remember to be strong and (name of sheep) will take care of you'.

So my friend and I would like to start something to help people, and we know it's too hard to do international things so we want to help people/help out closer to home. What are some causes/charities that we should look into?

That story was kind of something I thought of, maybe giving to kids who need it? But those Christmas gift charities and things already exist.

Sour

When Chuck Norris's daughter lost her virginity he went and got it back.

Medical

Swarms of locusts can block your engine and cause it to explode, or something

They also block your vision

Lesson here: don't drive into a swarm of locusts

Practitioner

Surely,

It's 11:11pm. Go and download this extension, please.

But

Most of the time, justification isn't really needed for things.

/lifelessons

Slowly

HAVE YOU EVER HAD A WHOLE MANGO TO YOURSELF? BECAUSE YESTERDAY I JUST DID AND IT WAS INCREDIBLE.

Eating

it is too bloody hot

A

Appreciate things, seriously.

Rancid

Squirrel

I've decided, that a nonsense sentence is the way to go.

When all else fails, upload a photo

I can actually tell who most of the people are here, I think that takes skill

While

33 days of no biting. Whoo. I meant, biting nails. They're so happy to be not bitten. My brain is gone.

Then

you heard of these books?

there's a boy, and he finds out he's a wizard, and goes to a wizarding school and learns how to do cool stuff like apparate and ride broomsticks and summon stuff to himself.

how cool would that be, although i think more people would be fat and lazy if they could just magic everything for themselves

but anyway, i think i make an awesome cho chang, don't you?

Utter

It's rather nice when it rains in summer. I'm seriously struggling to think of anything.

A

Well, right now...it doesn't seem like we are. I was thinking about this last night when I couldn't force myself to get up to write a blog post (feel free to punish me if you like). But so far, this is what I've gotten out of it.

>What Blog 365 Has Given Me So Far:

>- A bit more liberty to express my views

- A tad of improvement in writing

>- Another 365 project

- An outlet, kind of forhidingthings

That was squeezing blood out of a stone, but we're so close to the end...I might just hang on for a little bit more.

Horrible

What are we getting out of doing this blog?

Achievement in anything?

Goodbye

Asdfgah. The world came pettily crashing down today. Anyway, yes Joy - we should have come up with a sentence before, this is turning nonsensical and kind of dodgy..

And

This is a weird story, it really is

Will not be posting on friday and possibly saturday

Do you think we should have come up with a sentence beforehand? :(

Disagree

Doo doo doo. My brain hurts more from cutting up raffle tickets than it does writing four essays. How are your exams?

Although

Doo doo doo. First exam tomorrow. When I say that the posts over the next couple of weeks are going to be like this - expect me to go against what I'm saying and do something else. What? Okay.

We

Let's bake a cake out of rainbows and sunshine

Don't

Like

exams finish. go home. meant to be studying but hours pass and you don't do anything productive, except posting on this blog to get it out of the way.

To

Empty A4 sketchbook? Write in it, with invisible ink.

Ahh Brig you just posted before me. Now I have to change my word. You'll never know what I was going to say, is that a weird thought?

Condone

Cannibalism

What does one do with an empty A4 sketchbook?

But

Do you ever feel sorry for non-animal things?

Such as plants - I get sad when they are dying

And today I bruised my hand a lot rowing, and I felt sorry for it, because quote my thoughts: 'it was probably really confused why it kept getting hit'

Sadly,

I have hayfever all of a sudden. Is it mad hayfever season? I've never had it in my life

Question: is sleeping with wet hair really bad?

Another question: could I pull off anyone apart from Cho Chang in a Harry Potter dress up?

The

12/11/10 today. I missed both 9:08:07am and pm. I feel kind of failed. 11:12:13pm is my last chance. Storyofmylife.

Wise

Let's briefly discuss three artists (a very loose term) that I like. Firstly, Marc Johns. This man makes me wish that I had thought up all of those awesome things - not a very nice feeling at that. There's Martin Creed, installation artist who does the most intriguing things. He's not exactly a very articulate man, but actually communicates better in that sense. And Miranda July, you'll never guess the password.

They all begin with M.
I'd do 'Art Thursdays', but I lack the commitment.
I should've picked three artists all with the initials, 'MJ'.
Coincidence isn't on my side.
Joy, I'm always right (:

Octopus

rushing for time

i know i didn't post yesterday

oh and i don't have capital letters, brigitte was right

it is thursday

Said,

(3:46pm) I never drink coffee when, I mean (loll)...I drink coffee once and go "never again". Look what I did. It's been three hours since my coffee and I'm jumping around to the Indiana Jones theme song. Things got epic when it came back to the return chorus. Too much MLIA, too much internet, too much time in the day. BRAAAAINS. Hey, look Joy - I'm posting during the day! (3:48pm)

Please

The weather's dandy over here.

Joy, I think that you'll spontaneously combust before Thursday because of this proper grammar. It's quite nice though - I know that you know how to use proper grammar anyway.

I feel like I'm on brain break. It's as if school has tricked all of our brains into thinking that the holidays have come early. Maybe you should make up a punishment for me if I haven't studied enough for the day.

EDIT: Oh, I don't post in the day because even I procrastinate blog posting. Go figure..

Ask

It's hot and I don't really like it.
Do you think I can go a week with proper grammar?
Brig is on study break, haha. Why do you still post at night, if you are on your laptop all day?

To

Keister = buttocks

I really don't know if this works Brig

Finger

Giving Presentations

1. It is best in one's interest to assume that people are actually engaged in what you're saying, just that they don't have the capacity to look remotely interested at all.

2. With this in mind, try to act enthusiastic about your cause; your case; whatever.

3. When people do start arm shelfing and check their watch every now and then - keep going, don't mutter into the ends of your sentences.

4. Don't mutter anything, for that matter.

Me

That's a really interesting theory Joy. (Because I'm short,) I just checked my calf sans muscle and yeah...there's no muscle. Am I supposed to tense up my leg? There's something if I do.

I suppose that shorter people would have slightly more calf muscle than a taller person if you either took an average of about thirty people or found two people who did the same amount of exercise on a regular basis. It'd be kind of unreliable if you had a half-arsed tall person and a little rower. But if that person was a rower and little (little enough), they'd be a cox. But do coxes (lol) have to exercise as well? I guess so, or else they'd just be rotting away in a corner during training.

That's definitely a ramble. Tl;dr?

I found this really really funny, I love Wikipedia:

Cox-less boats

A boat without a cox is known as a coxless or "straight" boat. Besides the obvious single and double, straight pairs and fours are the most common coxless boats at regattas in the US. Because of their speed and lack of maneuverability, eights without a cox are very rare and dangerous.

Regatta wins

Coxswains are traditionally thrown into the water after a regatta win.

Bro

To all short people out there: do you have really nice calf muscles?

I have a theory, that tiny people have really nice calves, cause they have to take more steps to keep up with everyone, also cause stairs would be harder to get up because their legs are shorter.

But

Money is complicated, but life would be complicated if we got rid of it
I felt pretty philisophical when I was thinking about that

They

Would

Today was my last 'official' day of school. The year has really gone by all-too-soon. I've lost project 2) again.

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Definitely

Isn't it strange how people leave their cars parked in public places, where anyone could break in and steal stuff, or tow it away, or smash it up?

I mean you wouldn't leave your tv lying around would you?

But it's funny about cars, if you don't have the key, for some reason it's useless.

Rather

Be

I am a ghost

Ridiculous

Uh, Joy - I thought that you put the banana there as a random act. Which kinds of supports randomness and its need to be celebrated. Okay, let's start making small goals to entertain myself:

1. Steal project 2) and scan things to show you. Oh, did I mention that I was going to show you guys project 2)? I must as well. Kind of.

2. Commit three acts of total randomness tomorrow. It's not going to be kind, or mean. Just...random.

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But wow, Joy. That is so MLIA. I've always been slightly skeptic of the stuff posted on there..

And

So the picture of the banana on our blog says celebrating randomness,
well I haven't seen much randomness celebration yet,
so here it is:

Most random thing that's happened to me, I was on the tram and looked out the window to see a few guys dressed as power rangers walking down the street. I felt like a MLIA person.

Never

Zest-O rootbeer tastes like sarsaparillac mouthwash. Only drink it if you intend on rinsing and spitting. If I were to mix normal rootbeer and listerine, out would pop Zest-O rootbeer. I would rather drink water than Zest-O rootbeer, which is a rather significant point - because I'm stupid enough to dislike drinking water. If I could choose to wash my car (my hypothetical car) with battery acid or Zest-O, I'd pick battery acid hands down. If I had to poison my arch nemesis with Zest-O rootbeer or absinthe, I'd choose Zest-O - purely for the fact that they'd suffer even more.

If I were in a desert, with the choice of drinking Zest-O rootbeer or lie there dying of thirst? I would drink the rootbeer, silly.

Say,

Wouldn't it be great to go back to the old times? When kids were good and people were honest, and women made the clothes and the food and men worked on the farm.

I wish I lived back in the 1860's

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_House_on_the_Prairie

Of course one thing that would have to change would be civil rights, but other than that it's all good

Thanks

It's such a peculiar thing, thanking people. Does one thank people at regular intervals, like a timely reminder of how much you appreciate them as a person? Or does one go for the ultimatum approach - thanking them at the final point i.e. when you are most likely to never see them ever again.

To thank is to express gratitude or appreciation. But you could be thanking them for what they have done for you, or you could be thanking them for being themselves. Either way, both parties are affected.

1. Thanking for affect

2. Thanking for effect

I don't know which one occurs more often, but I know that it's just as good either way.

Mate

brigitte had an amazing idea, but you probably won't notice for a while :)

wouldn't it be nice

actually brigitte, i think i check my emails more often than you. it's unhealthy.

What Algebra Asks Of Me

- Bacteria contamination
- Mobile plans
- Tree growth
- Generation gaps
- Lawns
- Flight prices
- Taxi companies
- The constant k

Story Of My Life Pt. 2

I had a headache around dinner time, so I kind of collapsed on my bed (in a very, controlled way) and managed to fall asleep. I woke up at nine o'clock, jumped up and had a shower. I'm very confused about the two hours that I've just lost.

Things that should happen, only if I do them (huh?):

1. Study

2. Take photos that I like

3. Write better posts

confused (comparative more confused, superlative most confused)

1. chaotic, jumbled or muddled
2. making no sense; illogical
3. embarrassed

just some thoughts i had

you know what's wrong, we think we have the right to complain about not having enough beds in hospitals, when others don't even have access to hospitals. we complain about trains being late or too packed while people are starving and don't have jobs.

these are 'big issues' to us, but they are in fact luxuries that we have the privilege of having.

you know, there's this worm that people can get. i don't remember what it's called or how you get it but i know what it does is go all the way through your body and exit through your foot. yeah it's that disgusting, it comes out of your foot through a hole it makes, so obviously your foot is swollen and extremely painful. and it takes it's time getting out, i have a feeling it's 3 weeks or 3 months but i'm not sure. there is nothing that can speed up the process and nothing to help the pain except soaking your foot in cool water. and that whole time you are in excruciating pain, none i can imagine. it makes me wonder, if many of us have ever really felt pain.

Having Things To Hide

When you kill a lot of kittens, the whole world is going to know.

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85 days, Joy. If I'm wrong (I'm always wrong), please feel free to correct me. Calculate dates are so hard.

Which means that...we're on day...280...I think? The whole time pace thing feels weird when we don't include the day numbers in our posts. Whether that's a good thing or not, I'm not too sure.

nicknames

BEST

honey joy

joyful

joybelle

joyness

joyjoy

joysome

joysephine

BAD

joyboy

anything with 'cheng' in it

what i've been wondering lately

how many days of this do we have left?

it's been quite a long time since i actually put effort into writing something

They Never Usually Reply

________________________________________
From: Sargari
Sent: Thursday, 28 October 2010 6:05 p.m.
To: All Year 7 Students; All Year 8 Students; All Year 9 Students; All Year 10 Students; All Year 11 Students; All Year 12 Students; All Year 13 Students
Cc: Steve
Subject:

You will find your invitation in the attachment above,
hope you can come!
happy halloween,
8CW

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From: Brigitte
Sent: Thursday, October 28, 2010 6:11 PM
To: Sargari
Subject: RE: Halloween Party


Did you invite my friend Taylor?

Sorry, but I do not really want her to attend because she's been acting very strange lately and I feel that she would disrupt this Halloween party. Please keep this on the downlow.


Thanks,
Brigitte

________________________________________
From: Sargari
Sent: Thursday, 28 October 2010 6:16 p.m.
To: Brigitte

It's a stall not a party, and everyone is invited!

Sargari
8CW

a weird post about.. gum flavours?

well my favourite type of gum is spearmint, it's minty but sweet

peppermint is too strong

tropical is too sweet

so is that kid flavour (the pink one)

then another amazing one is cinnamon, like big red (i don't know if we have that in australia)

cinnamon eclipses are also good

then for bubblegum like hubba bubba, i guess they are all quite nice

Ctrl+Z

You're writing something. I don't know what you're writing, but you're definitely writing something. Okay, I know you're not. But let's be hypothetical here.

What you're writing is perfect, it's neat, it's the best thing since the wheel. The way your letters are formed, nobody knew that a lower case j could look so good.

Alas, while you are thinking about writing - something terrible happens. Your brain skipped a beat and has made your hand write something terrible.

TERRIK

What the hell is that? You were writing the word 'terrible', but how the hell did that K get there? Argh, only if you had been concentrating...you wouldn't have done something so stupid.

Now comes the real problem.

What do you do? You don't use twink, that's just some face-saver which will bite you later. You start to, you start...trying to change the K into a B. I mean, it doesn't look that bad. You can see the sticky-outy bits from the K, but it looks okay.

It does look horrible, doesn't it?

just like you

If you had a voice recording alarm clock, what would you record on it?

today feels like a webdings kind of day. seriously. term four has turned into term one. it's probably the summer uniform and the fact that the sun has popped up for the first time in months. do I talk to people, ever? nope.

Intrinsically, yes.

love is all you need

oh.. i say woop woop all the time now (well type it) cause my friend does.. but yeah...

i think we should keep conversing. i haven't got much credit so there wont be a monthly phone call this month... but we should do that again sometime?

i'm in new zealand late january!

Joy,

Google reader is where you can dump all of your feeds, i.e. usually blogs. You just enter in the url and all the posts come into your reader dashboard so that you don't have to check a billion websites every day for new posts. And if you also subscribe to news feeds, e.g. Visual Arts and check their stats to find that they only have one subscriber - you feel really, really special. You should get it!

Maybe I'll start to share my artist findings with everyone.

I'd like to see that revised version of the friend story... Every time you say 'woop woop' - it sounds really downbuzzed in my head. Hm.

If we continued conversing through blog for the rest of the year, this 365 would be a breeze (:

lycra

yeah, i'll come off stress leave now

guys, what is google reader?

and i re-did the friend story brig! i am pretty proud woop woop

Brain Dump

Sometimes, I think that the manner in which I write these posts in make me appear to be an extremely sad and angry person. Joy, are you really away till Tuesday? What exactly is stress leave..?

Today is mole day, by the way.

The only way you can actually find this blog is to either go onto Joy's facebook page, or google "brigandjoy".

I have made the spare room next door to mine - the 'studio'. It's all neat and minimalistic, waiting to be used. I'll probably never use it though. Argh.

Hm, I just tried to wipe dust off my laptop screen - but it was actually a full stop that I had typed.

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Ick, it's probably some horrible form of project-withdrawal. Working on it.

Adjective Run

mature, innovative, passionate, able, capable, lively, interested, organised, attentive

I Write Haikus For My Friend's Art To Alleviate Stress

astronomical

stars trails beam across the dark

the earth is right there

i'm in a crater

it seems to be quite dark here

i am so alone

Say Goodbye

Goodbye to not listening.

Goodbye to biting nails.

Goodbye lack of confidence.

Goodbye to thinking about conversing when conversing.

Goodbye to muttering off into nothing.

Goodbye to unintended ego.

Goodbye to making a shitload of empty promises, maybe.

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Bye Joy, I feel like taking stress leave too.

fuck it, i'm pathetic

i'm going away on stress leave. i'll be back on tuesday :)
i think we should have a rule like this by the way

These One Liner Posts Are Fun

Anybody with a month for a last name is always worth looking at.

gryffindor

heres the golden rule of life

1) set your alarm for when you have to wake up

2) count backwards eg.6.50am - you count 5,4,3,2,1.50 etc

3) get to 9 hours

4) look at the clock

5) if it's already past that time, you suck. get a move on - and aim for 8 hours sleep.

6) otherwise you are awesome and going to get 9 hours sleep

joy is a rower and is going to get 8 hours sleep tonight if she goes to bed in 10 minutes.

time: 8.30pm

3.14

Join the closet bookmaker's allegiance today.

Workspace, A Triptych

hytnfg

thjyfngvmvn,m

Storyarghofmylife

blessed

this is my pathetic attempt to make muesli bars.

and this is the graze i have which looks like a heart :)

When There's Nothing Else To Post, I Post Photos From Art With Really Long And Pointless Titles

Not that art is pointless. It's that, don't worry.

lo and behold

this is potatoman, he likes to disco dance but sadly he did not have much time to dance because we had to break him at the end of the lesson

Dear future Brigitte,

Have you stopped biting your nails yet? It's an endearing habit which you've kept for so many years. Have you learned how to manage your life a bit better? You've been trying to, and I suppose that you're still trying. You're currently collapsed on your bed struggling to generate something for today's post. It's odd, because you feel obliged to put in effort for today. You were going to go for the slightly terse one-sentence-means-everything kind of post, but put that on tumblr instead.

Feeling overwhelmed is normal, get used to it.

Brigitte (the past one)

im sick

yesterday my dad brought home a baby bird, it was on the ground in the rain and couldn't fly. we kept it in a box and i was stressing out because every time this happens the bird doesn't eat anything and we cant help it. and also a quite distressing incident happened when i was little and i tried to give a bird water and ended up drowning it without realizing. but yesterday the bird was there, i was in a pretty bad mood because i knew the bird was just going to die, and i tried feeding it but it just wouldn't eat. and it was so tiny i couldn't really get it's beak open. so this morning my dad took it in the car, put it in the trunk to take it back to where he found it and hope the mother comes. i could hear it chirping on the way to school, it was awful.

i remember when we were young

things were easy, we had such fun

Today,

This week (so far), my mind has been a bottomless abyss of tiredness. Again - if I were to have insomnia, this is what I imagine it'd be like. Just that I'm getting 'enough' sleep (really, it's enough) and that I'm actually sleeping. Come to think of it, I have not looked up insomnia on Wikipedia before.

I have no idea why I am slightly obsessed with Wikipedia, it's probably the next best thing to everything. I get engrossed in finding subcategories of certain articles and finding related articles. Not good.

Every second time I type up a post, I always wonder who reads this. Or will read it. A lot of us depend so heavily upon a very abstract thing such as the internet. Some of us spend more time with it than with real life. Maybe it's nice to rely upon something so vast and abstract. It's not one thing per se, or many things.

I love Yahoo Answers.

New Velcro Silencer

Let's make some promises, um...hopeful statements. Lately, I realised that a lot of people talk about a lot of people behind their backs. It's kind of weird to sit back and listen to x talk about y to me and y talk about x. The sad thing is that I do join in - but in a slightly obligatory fashion.

This is me, telling the internet that I'm going to stop agreeing with whatever rumours or gossip people tell me. I will stop initiating anything in the form of complaining about people to other people.

Terrible writing today, sorry.

/bloggy stuff

jasmine

i have a little vodka glass that says 'i love new zealand' and it has a picture of a sheep and a kiwi and some love hearts. it sits on my bedside table (which is actually a chest of drawers) and it has some water in it and a sprig of jasmine which i get when i walk cody. and when they die i'll go and get a fresh bunch. it makes my room smell nice.

also i am going to new zealand in january, to rotorua and auckland :)

um hi

hey brig and followers,

i'm a bit depressed about my lack of writing talent. so i think you should all feel sorry for me and forgive me for not writing my third movie review. i will do it, just not now. and also i decided to do a happy movie because the ones i did yesterday are both kind of sad and strange, but maybe that's just what i like.

Spoon In The Road

I get to the point where I feel kind of sad. Today is 10/10/10, binary 42 day...'a most auspicious day' (according to flickr), or just a nice day where everything satisfies all who are obsessively compulsive. It's also the end of that project 42 I attempted to plug sometime ago. I have never used the term 'plug' before, is that correct? Also, while writing my final post for project 42, I was debating how to spell the act of ladelling... ladeled? ladelled? According to Google, ladel isn't even a word. Unless I've been spelling it wrong in my head for 15 short years. It's not very normal to use implements in everyday conversation.

But yeah, projects are such odd things. Maybe like finishing a friendly race, or something rather. You'd want it to keep going and going because you enjoy it so much, but you're just as happy to finish it/get it over and done with. Nevertheless, I will try to conjure up something to keep myself entertained soon. Thank god for 365s though. I might be hooked for life.

film reviews

1) Joy does not watch movies over and over

2) Joy wants to go to bed

3) Joy is not a very interesting writer

But putting all that aside, I will attempt to give you some decent writing for tonight. Happy 10/10/10 by the way. (Brig I did some stalking of your tumblr, and project 42. What is project 42 by the way? I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND)

Happy Campers (2001)

It's one of those movies that you love to love. Happy Campers gets better each time you watch it. Basically it's set at Camp Bleeding Dove where some horny teenage counselors find themselves running the camp full of slightly less horny youngsters when the director is struck by lightning. There are some moments where you think the film is going to turn into a horror movie, but it doesn't, it's just the dark tone of the movie. It's not all about sex either, it really tries to be deep and it's more about reasons and feelings. However it is an acquired taste, so watch it a couple of times and you'll love it, I promise.

Where the Wild Things Are (2009)

Where the Wild Things Are is a masterpiece but maybe hard to understand for some people. It's dark and sombre, and not for kids. But then again many adults will find it pointless. If you are on of those lucky people that can appreciate movies like this, it is actually a deep, meaningful, honest film - and incredibly original. Spike Jonze could have made a kid's cartoon about running around in the forest, but he adds anger, sadness, loneliness, and the whole thing is now wild and raw. The best thing is that you can relate to the characters. Max is trying to figure things out. Carol is lonely and angry. KW finds things complicated. Everyone gets sad. The perfect scenery, soundtrack and acting from Max Records completes the film. It's a haunting movie but definitely should be appreciated.

.... I'll do another one tomorrow

1,2,woop woop

okay you know what would be funny?

if you had the jason derulo song 'In My Head' stuck in your head

woop woop

Don't Forget To Post, Idiot

These two weeks haven't exactly been very good - posting wise.

Here's something to make up for it.

sand dunes

"I first heard about big sisters at cross country ski camp, where I met three year seven girls. They told us about their big sisters and outdoor leaders, and how some of them were very nice and funny and others did not come to visit them much or get to know them. It was especially good hearing them say how much they loved some of the older girls. It seemed like big sisters really made an impact on the year sevens’ lives. During the camp, I got to know these three girls. They were all so innocent and nice, as well as enthusiastic and energetic. I decided that it would be great to be a big sister and get to know a whole class of year sevens, and make their time at school more enjoyable."

B: How are you?
J: Pretty tired. My wrist is sore. Pretty amped about going to the museum.

B: How are you, really?
J: I don't know, pretty good. Feeling pretty good about Zelda. Pretty annoyed at the same time because I can't get this strumming pattern in this song. School is coming, which is not good because of exams.

B: If you were to have a pet rat, what would you name it?
J: Champagne, no I take that back. Dragon - because I'd have a rat named Dragon and the irony of it; it's a beautiful thing?

B: Which one is Calvin and which one is Hobbes?
J: I don't knooow.

B: Sleep?
J: Never.

harder

okay, about those film reviews - i will get them done by sunday. (which probably means i will do them on sunday)

um i'm off to have a shower right now but i might come back and post something a bit more entertaining :)

Efficiency Is The Key

Today, I watched Exit Through The Gift Shop, a film directed by street artist/whatever you choose to call him, Banksy. Awesome guy. It was rather, funny - I seem to be kind of convinced that Thierry Guetta isn't real, but ah well.

Which leads me to your punishment Joy. I no longer wish to see you suffer which is why I'll give you something constructive to do. Write three comprehensive film reviews. Like the ones that school makes one do, but this is for fun.

Have fun.