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

________________________________________
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.

woop woop

yep i missed a day of posting.... punish away!

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"With insomnia, nothing is real.
Everything is far away. Everything
is a copy of a copy of a copy."

I can't say that I have insomnia. But it sure feels like it.
(my ways have recently become a little too pretentious)

Again

again	aidmen	airmen	amen	badmen
bagmen	bailsmen	bandsmen	barmen	batmen
bellmen	ben	boatmen	bondmen	bondsmen
bowmen	brakemen	bullpen	bushmen	chainmen
chairmen	chessmen	churchmen	clansmen	coachmen
corpsmen	cowmen	craftsmen	crewmen	den
doormen	dutchmen	earthmen	fen	firemen
footmen	freemen	frenchmen	freshmen	frogmen
glen	goodmen	helmsmen	hen	henchmen
herdsmen	horsemen	housemen	huntsmen	icemen
ken	kinsmen	lawmen	linemen	linesmen
madmen	magsmen	mailmen	marksmen	men
mermen	milkmen	newsmen	nightmen	norsemen
oarsmen	peahen	pen	penmen	pigpen
pitchmen	plainsmen	playpen	plowmen	postmen
pressmen	ranchmen	rn	scotsmen	seamen
shiftmen	showmen	sidemen	snowmen	spacemen
spoilsmen	spokesmen	sportsmen	statesmen	steersmen
stockmen	strongmen	switchmen	swordsmen	tacksmen
talesmen	ten	then	tollmen	topmen
townsmen	trackmen	tradesmen	trainmen	tribesmen
truckmen	when	workmen	wren	yachtsmen
yardmen	yeggmen	yen	yeomen	zen

tank like a tank engine

okay, i have to write a story for english and mine is not going smoothly at all....

do you want an extract?

"We got our green hats at the last cross-training of term. The older girls who had already been in seniors for a year presented them to us, but not in some fancy ceremony. They just grabbed handfuls and gave them to us eager young ones. It was an exciting moment nonetheless. They were brand-new in their boxes and boy, were they vibrant! The older girls’ hats had all faded to a light, dull green, but ours were a sickly shade of blue-green which we all hoped would fade quickly. We then celebrated the start of the new rowing season with pancakes and muffins, real healthy rower food. I once heard some coaches saying how it’s a funny tradition at MLC, you can always tell apart the older senior girls from the younger ones based on how faded their hats are."

WHAT AM I WRITING ABOUT???? AHHH

yesterday

okay i know i didn't post yesterday, that's cause i was sick and vomiting and did not feel like staring at a computer screen. so i don't know if that deserves punishment or not, i guess we should make a new rule. but hmmm. there are 2 flies buzzing around my room. today i rediscovered the joy of reading harry potter. i have ACDC on my itunes even though i'm sure i won't like them. but who i really do like is The Beatles. i'm not using capital letters properly, i know. collingwood won the grand final yesterday, i'm glad.

Let Us Be Honest

I have missed two days of posting, technically. Which is why I propose that my day ends and starts at 2:00am instead. It just makes more sense.

Okay. So I just came back from Sydney. Must as well post some holiday-y photos.

dont pass me by

http://www.carmansfinefoods.com.au/

hi, this is carmans. they make muesli, muesli bars and other nice stuff. i think they are only in australia, at least i never saw them in new zealand. but their stuff is the yummiest so i thought i should at least show you guys.