Hwuh?

Like Joy, I'm off to Singapore on Friday (like Joy, meaning travelling be-yonder)...but I have internet access - so that means that I will probably be posting, and I'll change my time to Singapore time as well just to mess things up (:

A warning, that from Friday to some other day...the 15th I think is going to be terribly bloggy. Probably a fair share of photos, what I bought, did...saw. I'll make awkward conversation with people for the sake of having something to write about at the end of the day. That's rather unlikely because I'm just, scared of people.

People...people...

folk

tomorrow i'm off to Canberra

and i'm going to the folk festival and the french art show/exhibition or something

and i think it will be good :)

ps. that means i might not be able to post for 4 days or so :(

Dry Eyes

I actually get, dry eyes when I wear my contacts for too long. It's kinda dodgy. I had a long, long day today. I just rearranged more things in my room. I don't know why, it's a half-annual-impulsive-explosion-of-change. A lot happened in this long day of mine, a total of twelve hours spent in school - 7:15am to 7:15pm. I practically live there.

A month till...

frozen grapes

i wish we got notifications or something when people comment on our blog (which doesn't happen much but still)

this is my dream house :)

do you know you're unlike any other

wowza that is a long post title

i think my titles have gotten much much shorter

now they are just one word or two

um,

i don't really know what to say here

on thursday i'm going to canberra :|

but nahh i will probably like it

BLOCK OUT THE BAD STUFF

that's a good rule

cause then you're left with only good stuff

and good stuff makes you happy

here's an amazing quote

'I was sad because I had no shoes, until I met a man that had no feet'

good night :D

Turn Around

Spontaneous furniture rearranging.

Giving Myself A Second Chance

3 days ago, I decided to get a tumblr. It's actually the second one I've had, the first one was deleted due to addiction reasons. The problem is that, I'm not really feeling the same with this one as I did with the last. Maybe because I'm just starting out, or because nothing will ever top my old tumblr. Maybe because this layout looks horrible but I can't find time to change it. I lie, I do have time.

I have no idea what I'm going to do with Brigitte's tumblr MKII. I will attempt to make it interesting, and somewhat more personal. Better than these blog posts, hopefully.

vanilla = sprite

chocolate = coke

navy blue

woops.

whats the definition of an all nighter? is it 24 hours without sleep or missing out on a nights sleep entirely?

so for example you wake up at 8 in the morning, have a sleepover/party/camp out in the park etc. and you don't go to sleep all night, then it's 8am the next day and you're like oh my god i'm so tired and you go to sleep for a few hours.

or do you have to skip out a night's sleep and not go to sleep until the next night?

fuck a duck

shit a brick

:D

Dear Reader,

Do you actually read these blog posts?

I don't know, I'm just asking...

If you do, please leave a comment below...

Maybe how you found this blog + why you read this blog...

I need to know that such followers actually exist...

It's an ego/self esteem thing :)

When Else All Fai--Lyrics.

Cigarettes and chocolate milk
These are just a couple of my cravings
Everything it seems I likes a little bit stronger
A little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me

If I should buy jellybeans
Have to eat them all in just one sitting
Everything it seems I likes a little bit sweeter
A little bit fatter, a little bit harmful for me

And then there's those other things
Which for several reasons we wont mention
Everything about em is a little bit stranger, a little bit harder
A little bit deadly

It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted

Sitting here remembering me
Always been a shoe made for the city
Go ahead accuse me of just singing about places
With scrappy boys faces have general run of the town

Playing with prodigal sons
Take a lot of sentimental valiums
Cant expect the world to be your raggedy andy
While running on empty you little old doll with a frown

You got to keep in the game
Retaining mystique while facing forward
I suggest a reading of lesson in tightropes
Or surfing your high hopes or adios kansas

It isn't very smart
Tends to make one part
So brokenhearted

Still there's not a show on my back
Holes or a friendly intervention
I'm just a little bit heiress, a little bit irish
A little bit tower of pisa
Whenever I see ya
So please be kind if I'm a mess

Cigarettes and chocolate milk
Cigarettes and chocolate milk

wonder

i love the smell of rain

and i love the cold

winter will be amazing :)

Those Non-Botheredness Days

It's a "I just got back not too long ago, it's kind of a bad time so I'll just post now" sort of day. So I'll leave you with a link. Doesn't that make you drool? I know what I'm having for breakfast this weekend. You know what, I'll make breakfast for the family and let you know how that goes. I'll even provide photos. Deal? (Deal).

welcome to nowhere.

There is this aussie photographer called Trent Parke, I have to do a research assignment on him.

He takes amazing photos

I wish i could be a photographer and maybe marry a musician and we could travel around the country making music and taking photos, and own a house in every state because i wouldn't want to live in a caravan all the time. But then I'd have to be pretty rich.

right now i'm reading these two blogs, they are tumblrs. and they are amazing and i'm pretty depressed about this one now.

the best thing

http://thepiratebay.org/

i used to love this website because it was so quick and easy and i got so much from it but now its gone all slow and doesnt load :(

Billie Jean - Chris Cornell (cover)

its the best song, please go listen to it :)

and if you can find a version which isn't live i'd love you forever :)

To Be Frank

I enjoy writing out things on this blog, realising that its too heavy/personal/badly written, hit ctrl+a and delete it. I thrive on the fact that you will never know what I had originally written here. Actually, I could have typed out all my deepest, darkest secrets (do I have any..?) and hit delete. It could have potentially been posted, out in the daunting world of the internet.

But I hit delete. I'm some form of God, over my own actions.

Boat Troubles

Imagine...that you're on a boat with six other people. Four of them like and only eat pork, two of them like and only eat ham. But you're a vegetarian. It's okay, you're all still friends and get along harmoniously. But alas, late in the night, some culprit decided to eat all pig-related products; leaving no food for your friends to eat. Turns out, you're a pig. You're not actually vegetarian, you have been gnawing on the scrappy bones your crew members have left you. They turn to you for help. They're not actually crew members, or friends, but are a society of cannibals. Because you're a pig, if they are cannibals, that means that they're all pigs too. You're...actually just hanging with six pigs on a boat. It's great, until you get turned into meaty goods for the six crew members on board to, eat.

paper aeroplane

I actually had something really good to write today but like always I forget it

I also tried to move that picture down but it wont :(

:{D <--- ITS A MOUSTACHE!

:{D

:{D

Hey Joy, Let's Play A Lyrics Game

I am a honey bee
Shunned off from the colony
And they won’t let me in
So I left the hive
They took away all my stripes
And broke off both my wings
So I’ll find another tree
And make the wind my friend
I’ll just sing with the birds
They’ll tell me secrets off the world

But my other honey bee
Stuck where he doesn’t wanna be
Oh my darling honey bee
I’ll come save you
Even if it means I’ll have to face the queen

So I’ll come prepared
My new friends say they would help me
Get my loved one back
They say it isn’t right
The bees have control of your mind
But I choose not to believe that
So we’ll meet in the darkness of the night
And I’ll promise I will be there on time
We’ll be guided by my new friends the butterflies
Bring us back to our own little hive

Oh my other honey bee
No longer stuck where he doesn’t wanna be
Oh my darling honey bee
I have saved you
And now that you’re with me
We can make our own honey

Zee Avi - Honey Bee

birthday hat

i have a massive dilemma right:

i can go for a walk

i can go for a walk with my dog

i can go for a run

what should i do?

ps. yahoo answers is the bomb :D

Hug my flower with your eyes

Chorus:

The flower said
I wish i was a tree
The tree said
I wish i could be
A different kind of tree
The cat wished that it was a bee
The turtle wished that it could fly
Really high into the sky
Over rooftops and then dive
Deep into the sea

And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it

And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert
And the desert
So dry and lonely
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort

And the rattlesnake said
I wish i had hands so
I could hug you like a man
And then the cactus said
Don't you understand
My skin is covered
With sharp spikes
That'll stab you
Like a thousand knives
A hug would be nice
But hug my flower
With your eyes

(chorus)

And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it
And in the sea there is a fish
A fish that has a secret wish
A wish to be a big cactus
With a pink flower on it

And the flower
Would be its offering
Of love to the desert
And the desert
So dry and lonely
That the creatures all
Appreciate the effort

Tree Hugger - Antsy Pants <3

Iramatic Drony

Whew, the last of the unpunny drawings.

mamma mia

seeing as its my birthday i'll write up my goals for the year

learn to skateboard

win at head of school girls

go to a concert (did you know ive never been to one ever?)

get good at guitar

thats all i can think of for now

i actually fell asleep in the day today. was quite surprising. it was only 30 minutes though and i woke up feeling all disorientated

it was like WHOA was i asleep?

gosh this is quite a boring blog

haha

Intellectual Fallacy

moustache with a moustache

dammit i was meant to write something today but ive forgotten so ill just go back and check that....

RIGHT it was about that story The Black Cat

anyway its about a guy who has a pet cat and they love each other very much. then the guy starts drinking and going a bit wrong in the head. so then he starts hating the cat for no reason and one day just decides to cut it's eyeball out.

EWWWWWWWWWWWW

and then the cat gets better and is really scared of the guy (well no shit). then one night the guy decides to hang the cat.

that's not it but thats just the freaky bit

mostly the cutting the eye out bit. just came as a total shock

http://www.cameronwilsontrust.co.nz/index.html

i was really shocked when i found this website

Nark

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Head Noise

Er, looks a bit Jackson Pollock. I'm starting to dislike this series. Believe it or not, I can't wait to start writing again.

awesome

so i read this story for english and its really freaky. if you want heres a link

http://classiclit.about.com/od/blackcatedgarallanpoe/a/blackcat_eapoe.htm

anyway hmmm should i spoil it or not?

i will tomorrow

that means i have something to write about too :D

macadamia

gross ice cream

chicken stuffed with bacon

chocolate lolly

mint on fruit

yucky orange melon

photos

coffee with no milk no sugar

high heels

tripping on stage

achilles tendon tightening

pretty dresses

drunk coaches?

thats not it but i really have to go. :)

Contained Excitement

winks

i promise to write a better post sometime this week but im just so busy and arghhhhh

Stakeholder

All of those years in (hard) material tech had me chuckling at this more often that I should have.

the Patrick

today i said goodbye to my lovely boat of only one term

it was horrible.

also,

i am a rock.

i'm also wondering whether there is Boost in new zealand.

if there is: i always get janine's favourite :)

Artwork 101

Backlog

Happy Pi Day.

The Bear Truth

Fortunately, I remembered to post today. Unfortunately, this is a bear.

I've decided to alleviate the hardships of a 365, I'll be sticking in series till I feel more secure about things. A week of punny drawings.

Life

Today, a random person at school asked me, "How is life?". Certainly a big question to ask, and I answered her. The conversation carried on for about thirty seconds before she left. It was interesting. And that was an understatement. It'd be odd to think about the possibility of her reading this, and to even wonder how she even found this.

This weekend is going to be busy, a lot of homework which is sitting in the procrastination pile. I should really establish such a pile. A giant pile with a nice white label with 'PROCRASTINATION' scrawled across it. In my terrible handwriting, I'm secretly quite fond of it. Oh no, it's not a secret any more.

Today isn't a blog writing day - it really does show, doesn't it?

I might just stop here. This blog idea makes me feel..

Dismembered

packing.

A Thought Train Gone Wrong

I casually looked around the internet, and found that people use italics a fair bit. I thought to myself (note that it wasn't as articulate)..."Is this actually the correct usage for italics?". So I asked Wikipedia, a friend I've known for a while.

• Emphasis: "Smith wasn't the only guilty party, it's true".
• The titles of works that stand by themselves, such as books or newspapers: "He wrote his thesis on The Scarlet Letter". Works that appear within larger works, such as short stories, poems, or newspaper articles, are not italicized, but merely set off in quotation marks.
• The names of ships: "The Queen Mary sailed last night."
• Foreign words, including the Latin binomial nomenclature in the taxonomy of living organisms: "A splendid coq au vin was served"; "Homo sapiens".
• Using a word as an example of a word rather than for its semantic content (see use-mention distinction): "The word the is an article".
  • Using a letter or number mentioned as itself:
    • John was annoyed; they had forgotten the h in his name once again.
    • When she saw her name beside the 1 on the rankings, she finally had proof that she was the best.
• Introducing or defining terms, especially technical terms or those used in an unusual or different way:^[3] "Freudian psychology is based on the ego, the super-ego, and the id."; "An evennumber is one that is a multiple of 2."
• Sometimes in novels to indicate a character's thought process: "This can't be happening, thought Mary."
• Algebraic symbols (constants and variables) are conventionally typeset in italics.
• Symbols for physical quantities and mathematical constants: "The speed of light, c, is approximately equal to 3.00×10⁸ m/s."^[4]

I reckon that hardly anyone on the internet uses italics correctly, including me. Maybe not you. Because you know what you're doing. Then again, nobody knows.

chrome

just realised that im away on friday and saturday and get back on sunday.

this is where i am going.

Silently Judging

I dislike your taste in music.

You are part of the mainstream crowd, who listen to those horrible top 40 tracks. Actually, you don't even listen to the top 40, you only listen to that radio station which everyone listens to, because you don't even have the initiative to explore beyond the tiny space you're standing in. Why don't you listen to real music? The type which isn't filled with auto-tune, fake drums sets and other loads of crap. All the artists you listen to aren't even real musicians, they are just people who dump a few tracks together and talk along to it (supposedly, 'singing').

I assume that you are superficial, and boring to talk to by your taste in music. I immediately judge you when you say, "I love this song!". You don't love it, everybody else does. When you have your music blaring out of your incomparably small speakers, I'm silently suffering as my ears slowly bleed. What do you own? A pink iPod. Is it covered in sequins? Don't lie. I assume that your music is not properly named, probably in sOME Stupid forM Of Title CASE (while I'm at it, I think that you have not used a serif font in your entire life). Also, your music is illegally downloaded, all of it. Unless you got an iTunes card, but I'm not sure if you know how to sign up for an Apple account; it might be a bit challenging for you.

That's okay. I do not really feel too sorry for you. You can just, sit in that tiny space you have trapped yourself in. Keep listening to that horrible music of yours. When people move on, you might too because that's what everyone else is doing. When you eventually attempt to listen to other types of music, maybe you'll see what you've been missing out on. Keep it up.

(please assume that I am completely taking the piss)

can-can

No Brigitte, just no.
People have DIFFERENT tastes in music. Not good or bad. Just different.
Maybe some people just don't have time to find songs or change names in itunes (although I hate when people have that too) and maybe they just don't care about music that much.
It actually works the other way too, see...

I judge you when you say "I listen to indie." Indie isn't a proper genre. People say it because they want to sound cool. I think people like that are just try-hards. Indie means independent music, as in not major labels. And then when indie bands sign on to major labels, do you stop listening to them because they aren't 'cool' enough for you? Yes you do. You don't care about the music just your reputation. 'Indie and alternative'? I bet you sing Katy Perry in the shower and secretly love Akon.

You think you're cool because you download or buy whole albums. No artist has 100% good songs. I bet you don't know half of what's on your iPod. Some indie songs are shit, really. There's a reason why major labels don't want them. And there's a reason why mainstream songs are so popular. Because people like them. Why do they get played on the radio? Because people want to listen to them. It's not that hard to figure out. Some mainstream songs are good. Some.

So if you're one of these people, listening to music and thinking you love it because you want to, just stop. Find your own taste in music please.



(just as a note, i love real music too. with minimum instuments and proper singing and no computers)

I will if you will.

i love everything right now

everything is just amazing

have you ever wondered, say if you got switched with your friend as a baby, would you be like them?

have you ever wondered what everything would be like if you were never born?

have you ever wondered what you would be like as the opposite sex?

The Relational Operator

I could be putting a good lot of effort into my homework at the moment, but I feel quite determined to make today's post of a certain standard, a good one at that.

Which makes me wonder why I don't feel the same determination with some other things (i.e. homework). I could spend 45 minutes lingering over a blog post, but I couldn't take up that amount of time to plan an English essay. I just spent five minutes carefully biting the nails on my left hand (gross habit, I know, I know); I bit them so they wouldn't come off in bits, but a straight piece (sorry, you didn't need to know that). I wouldn't even take that much care with expanding quadratics.

So, am I like the majority of people? The people who care, but don't, really? I wouldn't like to think so, then I berate myself for assuming what the majority of people are like. I mean, some people really do enjoy doing maths, or writing essays. My brain has just been brainwashed with the idea of:

homework = boring

homework ≠ fun

homework > my brain capacity

homework ≥ some exaggerated form of hell

homework ≤ a pile of dirt

Is it possible to reverse all these years of brainwashing? I don't really know, but I might go and start on that essay, now.

awkwarddd

thats the dress thats (almost) the shoe

nobody else wear this please :)

Untitled, Really.

Chaos. Weakened bladders. Weakened dog bladders. V48 seconds. Coffee. Yuck. Lots of lunch. Zombies. Shaun of V Dead. Puns. V. V. V. Red Bull. Creaming Soda, no, Lift Plus. Chocolate Milk. Dr Pepper. Yuck. Fake Creaming Soda. Fake Blood. Scripts. Red cameras. Hangover. V Hangover. Caffeine. Shaun. Ed. Zombie #1. Zombie #2. Worse than Nazis. Humorous insensitivity. Facebook. Photos. Videos. Camera. Nice, camera. Out. Chhh.

FLASH FLOOD

it was actually amazing

i thought my feet were going to fall off

and i also bought a dress :)

(and broke a shoe in a shoe shop)

Nerves

Gah. I'm shooting a short film tomorrow (a very, very short one). I'm scared, because I feel pressured. I'm pressured because I'm working the camera. I know how the camera works, but that's not the problem. I'm responsible for the footage which is going to be edited. Even with good editing, shitty footage is shitty footage. Genius editing can't fix that. I won't be able to sleep tonight. Ahh. Did this mini-vent out help me at all? No.

Untitled

Drift by come Monday,

Twenty seven minutes past nine.

Metaphoric time bombs waiting in my head.

A conundrum.

but i don't mind

"don't shine a giant light in the sky unless there's a real emergency"

I'm watching spongebob squarepants.
And I have work experience.
Everything is all good.

Hi,

Hi everyone. I'm back from camp. Three and a half days of fun-filled fun. I'm not really going to go into too much detail. It's all kind of mushed up in my head at the moment. I also realised that the three days I missed are the first three days of March. It makes everything more, straight and organised in my head. I shall...promise to share some photos soon. I'll probably dump a flickr link. Brigitte, out. Chhh.

annotated

HEY

funky music

so every wednesday morning i spend 45 minutes with all these other girls, they all play saxophone or trumpet, one plays drums, one plays bass. oh and one plays piano. anyway i sit there with my guitar. i play the few notes and chords i know from the music and it all sounds wrong. i get lost in the middle of the piece so i either play what i think sounds right or just not play. theres one song they do and i dont know any of it. but guitar is fun anyway.

4.00

this is how to act like joy:
1. when washing your hands, always take 2 sheets of paper towel
2. going up stairs? step on the first step, then every second after that. or just every step
3. if you can't get to sleep take away your pillow and hug it
4. never ever sleep in.
5. type in all lowercase
6. don't wear eyeliner. it's horrible
7. put sunscreen on if it's sunny. sunscreen is god.
8. play with your bracelet all the time
9. row.
10. give people random hugs

lean on me

my mind is stuck thinking about babies and foetuses and abortion
so i'm gonna leave you with my baby names
i will have 2 boys then a girl
and they will be called:
Cameron
Liam
Holly

:)