Never, EVER start a book that you know will be excellent when you are in the middle of an exam/solo/life crisis.
'Cause you know what will happen my faithful (hopefully =P) blogreaders? You will NOT put it down and read until TWO in the morning therefore getting less than FIVE hours sleep and be registered as "out of it" for the rest of the day. You will then precede to go home and finish said book, reading all afternoon, because you understand that if you never finish it, then it will be pulling at you and just keep drawing you back until the last page is turned.
The book is finished, and then there is a huge weight off your chest. Return to normal routine.
10:00pm you realize that there is a history assignment due tomorrow that you haven't started, because it's the type of thing that can be done last minute, but that isn't advised.
...And still haven't started, as this blog post is being created. Now going to get another -5 hours sleep after finishing the project.
=(
Monday, October 27, 2008
Friday, October 24, 2008
Dear CAPTCHA
Or more importantly,
Dear websites such as Youtube and Myspace who use CAPTCHA,
I hate you. Yes, I will be that blunt in a hypothetical letter because, my darling, you make me angry. Not only do you frustrate me beyond recognition, you waste my time. Half of my life (...internet life) is spent attempting to decipher your incredulous letters, your unrecognizable word-mazes in their plain bold writing that is mangled beyond the feeble computer intellect. Time and time again you appear to me, and each of those times I have a desperate, exhausting need to reach through the pixels displayed on screen and tenderly crush you.
As I catch that first glimpse of your random numerals and letters and attempt to take you on for the first time, I can feel the haste in my fingers, wanting to dispose of you like a garbage truck would dispose of rubbish. I want to put away with you, like a mother getting so tired of informing her child to clean their room that she gives in and does it herself. Alas, like there is always that forgotten rubbish bin pushed over and unable to be collected and like there is the obvious fact that no matter how many times you will clean my room mother dearest, it will always get messy again, the CAPTCHA will always return. Sometimes it will return immediately, to laugh at the errors that are made and add irony to the already dire situation. On occasion it will happen a third time, and *shudder* possibly a fourth. It has a mocking nature, captcha.
It makes one wonder, does this stupid contraption honestly believe that I am a spammer? That I am a robot program or a hacker, or just an insensitive prick who spams people's channels/pages? When have I EVER shown that? What on earth have I done to you to deserve this horrific punishment?
Or, more importantly, WHY?????????????
As my frustration leaves me through this letter, so must I now leave you.
I hope you die,
Love, Olivia.
ahem. This is the product of me having to write the CAPTCHA four times while trying to log into myspace. Its had it coming. Now if you will excuse me, I have to mails this.
Dear websites such as Youtube and Myspace who use CAPTCHA,
I hate you. Yes, I will be that blunt in a hypothetical letter because, my darling, you make me angry. Not only do you frustrate me beyond recognition, you waste my time. Half of my life (...internet life) is spent attempting to decipher your incredulous letters, your unrecognizable word-mazes in their plain bold writing that is mangled beyond the feeble computer intellect. Time and time again you appear to me, and each of those times I have a desperate, exhausting need to reach through the pixels displayed on screen and tenderly crush you.
As I catch that first glimpse of your random numerals and letters and attempt to take you on for the first time, I can feel the haste in my fingers, wanting to dispose of you like a garbage truck would dispose of rubbish. I want to put away with you, like a mother getting so tired of informing her child to clean their room that she gives in and does it herself. Alas, like there is always that forgotten rubbish bin pushed over and unable to be collected and like there is the obvious fact that no matter how many times you will clean my room mother dearest, it will always get messy again, the CAPTCHA will always return. Sometimes it will return immediately, to laugh at the errors that are made and add irony to the already dire situation. On occasion it will happen a third time, and *shudder* possibly a fourth. It has a mocking nature, captcha.
It makes one wonder, does this stupid contraption honestly believe that I am a spammer? That I am a robot program or a hacker, or just an insensitive prick who spams people's channels/pages? When have I EVER shown that? What on earth have I done to you to deserve this horrific punishment?
Or, more importantly, WHY?????????????
As my frustration leaves me through this letter, so must I now leave you.
I hope you die,
Love, Olivia.
ahem. This is the product of me having to write the CAPTCHA four times while trying to log into myspace. Its had it coming. Now if you will excuse me, I have to mails this.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
My new life story:
Liv is a retired country folk singer who now lives in a house on a hill with 14 cats.
While she was growing up, she said that her dream occupation was to be a fairy but after realizing that after the age of 7 that was socially unacceptable, she settled for wanting to be a vet, specializing in custom-coloured dogs. This business idea fell through.
She then aspired to break the Guinness World Record for walking from one side of Australia to another with her eyes closed, but was beaten by a Russian who had a better sense of direction.
Liv likes four-leaf-clovers, odd socks, fast bicycles and subscribers.
Hahaha. That's what you will find on my channel now.
I was bored, alright??
While she was growing up, she said that her dream occupation was to be a fairy but after realizing that after the age of 7 that was socially unacceptable, she settled for wanting to be a vet, specializing in custom-coloured dogs. This business idea fell through.
She then aspired to break the Guinness World Record for walking from one side of Australia to another with her eyes closed, but was beaten by a Russian who had a better sense of direction.
Liv likes four-leaf-clovers, odd socks, fast bicycles and subscribers.
Hahaha. That's what you will find on my channel now.
I was bored, alright??
Sunday, October 19, 2008
parents hdskhkhdskjfhsjdkfhkjsd
Hello.
I feel like I've been a tad lazy with my blog. But it's been less than a week since my last post so... not THAT lazy.
If you noticed the title then you may know where this is going. Or not. You might just be thinking that I was going to write another word after 'parents' and instead seemed to have missed the appropriate keys. What I of course meant in the title was parents UKIFGKEJSHGJFSFHJKSF.
Better?
Anyway, last night my family attended my aunt's 50th birthday, which I didn't mind because my awesome AWESOME cousin is a member of this family and I try to see her whenever I can, because she is busy with Uni and I'm busy at school so generally we see each other at family gatherings. It's good to see my other cousin too, the cutie.
We arrived to a bunch of already-drunk adults dressed in old school uniforms and jump-suits (the party was themed 'wear something from the past') and found my cousins crowded around where all the food was (meaning we got to everything first and I discovered my love for tiny food servings that were pretty much a mouth orgasm... mmmmm.) When we got bored with the food we decided to go out to the back room and talk. The talk didn't last long because Pretty Woman was on tv. Such a good movie! Richard Gears is HOT. Ok.
At the end of the night my parents rounded me and my sister up, looking quite drunk. I offered to drive home but apparently mother was not THAT drunk. My step-father was apparently, and when he gets drunk he loves to tell me and my sister what annoying bitches we are and told us we weren't welcome in his house (no joke). Anyway, I'm not going to say anymore. He apologized, and I got my foot cut by running away from the house at 1:30am and taking off my high heels so that I wouldn't make any noise. Probably a bad idea.
I feel like I've been a tad lazy with my blog. But it's been less than a week since my last post so... not THAT lazy.
If you noticed the title then you may know where this is going. Or not. You might just be thinking that I was going to write another word after 'parents' and instead seemed to have missed the appropriate keys. What I of course meant in the title was parents UKIFGKEJSHGJFSFHJKSF.
Better?
Anyway, last night my family attended my aunt's 50th birthday, which I didn't mind because my awesome AWESOME cousin is a member of this family and I try to see her whenever I can, because she is busy with Uni and I'm busy at school so generally we see each other at family gatherings. It's good to see my other cousin too, the cutie.
We arrived to a bunch of already-drunk adults dressed in old school uniforms and jump-suits (the party was themed 'wear something from the past') and found my cousins crowded around where all the food was (meaning we got to everything first and I discovered my love for tiny food servings that were pretty much a mouth orgasm... mmmmm.) When we got bored with the food we decided to go out to the back room and talk. The talk didn't last long because Pretty Woman was on tv. Such a good movie! Richard Gears is HOT. Ok.
At the end of the night my parents rounded me and my sister up, looking quite drunk. I offered to drive home but apparently mother was not THAT drunk. My step-father was apparently, and when he gets drunk he loves to tell me and my sister what annoying bitches we are and told us we weren't welcome in his house (no joke). Anyway, I'm not going to say anymore. He apologized, and I got my foot cut by running away from the house at 1:30am and taking off my high heels so that I wouldn't make any noise. Probably a bad idea.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
while watching the new vlogbrothers vid
I opened this window to kill time while the video finished loading. I've got about a minute left, hang on a sec.
Lol. I love Hank. Here's a link if you actually haven't heard of vlogbrothers before. Its a good video to start with. Although you might have to actually do a bit of catching up, but you will be a Nerdfighter in no time!!
I can't even remember what I opened this for in the first place. I know I wanted to write a quick blog before I went and read a little. Last night I got to this really awesome part of the book I'm reading, the 6th Wheel of Time, and I had to stop because I'd already read far too late and it just kept getting better and better.
I think I'll watch that video again and then go right to it. yus.
Lol. I love Hank. Here's a link if you actually haven't heard of vlogbrothers before. Its a good video to start with. Although you might have to actually do a bit of catching up, but you will be a Nerdfighter in no time!!
I can't even remember what I opened this for in the first place. I know I wanted to write a quick blog before I went and read a little. Last night I got to this really awesome part of the book I'm reading, the 6th Wheel of Time, and I had to stop because I'd already read far too late and it just kept getting better and better.
I think I'll watch that video again and then go right to it. yus.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
While I Procrastinate
Productivity so far: an hour and fifteen minutes
Discovered that "To Do" lists are incredibly helpful
Decided that studying for History can wait till tomorrow
Trying to figure out what the hell to do for my Drama Solo. Have the topic. Have no fuking idea.
Thinking I'm going to move on to Literature now. I enjoy it
Probably will go sleep for a little while before I have to babysit tonight
Discovered that "To Do" lists are incredibly helpful
Decided that studying for History can wait till tomorrow
Trying to figure out what the hell to do for my Drama Solo. Have the topic. Have no fuking idea.
Thinking I'm going to move on to Literature now. I enjoy it
Probably will go sleep for a little while before I have to babysit tonight
Monday, October 6, 2008
And It Begins
School holidays end tonight. Sigh. While they thankfully didn't go too fast, I'm definitely not looking forward to going back. Then again, fourth term always goes really quickly, which is a good and a bad thing. Good because, then school finishes for the year and we get summer holidays for two months. Bad because exams will be upon me in a flash and as soon as this term is over it means that I will be in year 12 which scares the hell out of me. I really wish i could just skip next year and go straight to Uni. But everyone else has had to do it, and so do I. If next year goes as fast as this year I will be incredibly thankful.
I really hope I can to sleep before 2:00am. Urgh. And I have to get up at 7:00. It really is beginning.
I really hope I can to sleep before 2:00am. Urgh. And I have to get up at 7:00. It really is beginning.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
PAIN
After two weeks of sleeping in until 11 (or 2pm...) and going to sleep from between 1 and 4 am, as you can imagine my sleep system is probably screwed up majorly. This fact has just been proved to me.
Daylight savings is my worst enemy. Clocks were put forward an hour. I went to bed normal time for me on holidays (say around 1:30am?? so quite early really) and had to wake up at 7:00 which was technically 6:00 because the clocks were put forward. This means that an hour was skipped, and therefore i got less than five hours sleep. I just worked this out now. It explains the physical and psychological pain that i am experiencing right now. And, like an idiot, I drank coffee on the way home from the beach house (the reason i had to get up so early - step-dad had to go to work or something) and am unable to sleep. BUT I WANT TO SO MUCH :(.
So I can actually feel the battle my brain is having right now between the caffeine and whatever part makes you want to sleep. someone please helpp meee.
Daylight savings is my worst enemy. Clocks were put forward an hour. I went to bed normal time for me on holidays (say around 1:30am?? so quite early really) and had to wake up at 7:00 which was technically 6:00 because the clocks were put forward. This means that an hour was skipped, and therefore i got less than five hours sleep. I just worked this out now. It explains the physical and psychological pain that i am experiencing right now. And, like an idiot, I drank coffee on the way home from the beach house (the reason i had to get up so early - step-dad had to go to work or something) and am unable to sleep. BUT I WANT TO SO MUCH :(.
So I can actually feel the battle my brain is having right now between the caffeine and whatever part makes you want to sleep. someone please helpp meee.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
About BOOKS
This blog is inspired by my trip to Borders today. Walking around the endless rows of hard covers and paperbacks, and dodging through the piles of over-ordered literature on the floor, I pretty much planned out what I was going to write right there. Let's see if I can remember it all.
The first thing I did was actually go and check to see if there were any John Green books at that particular Borders. It's actually the same store that I bought Looking for Alaska from, because I unfortunately couldn't find it everywhere when I was trying to actually read it. There was one copy of Alaska there, which made me incredibly mad (unless of course there had been numerous copies sold out and there was just one left...) because that book - and Katherines too - deserves it's own bookcase display. It is amazing. We don't even have Katherines published in Australia yet. If I ever get to work in a book store (it's seriously my dream part-time job) then I will MAKE SURE that tons and tons of people buy it. Anyway, I then went to the computer to search for Paper Towns, and I found out that the Audio book is available for pre-order, but not the actual paperback. wtf man, wft.
Anyway, the reason I wanted to go to Borders today was to buy Wheel of Time 7, 'cause I'm flying through the 6th and I love to have the next book handy, then I can just go on without any problems. Now, most Borders are pretty huge, this particular one in Chadstone Shopping Center is on three levels, basically the size of a small school. In fact it's probably the same size as my school :S. lol. You'd think that it's size would hold pretty much every book imaginable (it's size really could hold all that). I went to the science fiction section and spent quite a while trying to find Robert Jordan (I suck at finding authors - yes, i know the alphabet, I just always skip the author that I'm looking for. And RJ was right up on the top shelf... hard to seeeeeee) and once i found him, there were about 10 copies of the first wheel of time, one copy of the 8th, 9th and 11th and about 10 copies of the prequel. ARGHH. Walking around later, I discovered that Borders tends to stock multiple copies of Authors that are big NOW, which is fair enough, but when they have so many copies of an Author's books that they make a stack on the floor that i could quite comfortable sit on... well, it seems a bit ridiculous to me. Not that I don't love seeing about 100 copies of all of Jodi Picoult's books around Borders. My point is, they shouldn't stock so many books of one Author and not for others. I don't care if that particular Author isn't exactly popular, or used to be and now people are getting sick of their books/everyone already has them. One day someone is going to want to buy that book, and it won't be there on account of the numerous copies of The Secret River taking up all the space (i HATE that book with a passion. We had to read it for school last year, andfor some insane reason it is (apparently) popular. AUSTRALIAN HISTORY IS BORING AND HOLDS NOTHING OF INTEREST. WHY WOULD YOU WRITE ABOUT IT????? sorry. i just really hated that book. It hurt me to see it there on display it it's multiple glory) . Yes we could order the book into the shop... but that usually takes so long. Days, sometimes weeks. I guess instead we will just have to buy a copy of The Secret River because, you know, it's there. I just really wanted the seventh book. *pouts*
Not that I left empty handed. Oh no. I kind of have a book-buying addiction. Which is fine, I would rather have that than say an addiction to clothes (i need new ones actually :S I haven't bought any clothes in a while) or CD's (i just find books more worthwhile than CDs *cough*Limewire*cough*) but I then always end up with a whole lot of books that need to be read. Not a bad thing either, but, well, cause I'm reading Wheel of Time, and am only onto the 6th book, I'm only halfway there. Oh well, I do love it that i know I will never be without anything to read.
I ended up buying Wicked, cause even though I haven't seen the musical live (watched it online) I've heard it is a great book. I also bought Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult ( i love, love, LOVE her books. I would definitely recommend her, she keeps your stomach in this tight clench until litterally the last page. In suspense, not fear btw) and I got The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, recommended by Rohan ^_^. I really want to read them already. argh. I just need to get through Wheel of Time. I hate stopping in mid series because I never end up going back to read them, and then forget, and then have to start all over again.
P.S I just got this comment on my HP pwns LOTRs video:
Dumbledore is gay, and he is dumb thats why they say "Dumb"ledore, Gandalf is a badass, Dumbledore just hags out with fucking kids, Gandalf killed a Balrog
lol. Really??
The first thing I did was actually go and check to see if there were any John Green books at that particular Borders. It's actually the same store that I bought Looking for Alaska from, because I unfortunately couldn't find it everywhere when I was trying to actually read it. There was one copy of Alaska there, which made me incredibly mad (unless of course there had been numerous copies sold out and there was just one left...) because that book - and Katherines too - deserves it's own bookcase display. It is amazing. We don't even have Katherines published in Australia yet. If I ever get to work in a book store (it's seriously my dream part-time job) then I will MAKE SURE that tons and tons of people buy it. Anyway, I then went to the computer to search for Paper Towns, and I found out that the Audio book is available for pre-order, but not the actual paperback. wtf man, wft.
Anyway, the reason I wanted to go to Borders today was to buy Wheel of Time 7, 'cause I'm flying through the 6th and I love to have the next book handy, then I can just go on without any problems. Now, most Borders are pretty huge, this particular one in Chadstone Shopping Center is on three levels, basically the size of a small school. In fact it's probably the same size as my school :S. lol. You'd think that it's size would hold pretty much every book imaginable (it's size really could hold all that). I went to the science fiction section and spent quite a while trying to find Robert Jordan (I suck at finding authors - yes, i know the alphabet, I just always skip the author that I'm looking for. And RJ was right up on the top shelf... hard to seeeeeee) and once i found him, there were about 10 copies of the first wheel of time, one copy of the 8th, 9th and 11th and about 10 copies of the prequel. ARGHH. Walking around later, I discovered that Borders tends to stock multiple copies of Authors that are big NOW, which is fair enough, but when they have so many copies of an Author's books that they make a stack on the floor that i could quite comfortable sit on... well, it seems a bit ridiculous to me. Not that I don't love seeing about 100 copies of all of Jodi Picoult's books around Borders. My point is, they shouldn't stock so many books of one Author and not for others. I don't care if that particular Author isn't exactly popular, or used to be and now people are getting sick of their books/everyone already has them. One day someone is going to want to buy that book, and it won't be there on account of the numerous copies of The Secret River taking up all the space (i HATE that book with a passion. We had to read it for school last year, andfor some insane reason it is (apparently) popular. AUSTRALIAN HISTORY IS BORING AND HOLDS NOTHING OF INTEREST. WHY WOULD YOU WRITE ABOUT IT????? sorry. i just really hated that book. It hurt me to see it there on display it it's multiple glory) . Yes we could order the book into the shop... but that usually takes so long. Days, sometimes weeks. I guess instead we will just have to buy a copy of The Secret River because, you know, it's there. I just really wanted the seventh book. *pouts*
Not that I left empty handed. Oh no. I kind of have a book-buying addiction. Which is fine, I would rather have that than say an addiction to clothes (i need new ones actually :S I haven't bought any clothes in a while) or CD's (i just find books more worthwhile than CDs *cough*Limewire*cough*) but I then always end up with a whole lot of books that need to be read. Not a bad thing either, but, well, cause I'm reading Wheel of Time, and am only onto the 6th book, I'm only halfway there. Oh well, I do love it that i know I will never be without anything to read.
I ended up buying Wicked, cause even though I haven't seen the musical live (watched it online) I've heard it is a great book. I also bought Nineteen Minutes by Jodi Picoult ( i love, love, LOVE her books. I would definitely recommend her, she keeps your stomach in this tight clench until litterally the last page. In suspense, not fear btw) and I got The Book Thief by Markus Zusak, recommended by Rohan ^_^. I really want to read them already. argh. I just need to get through Wheel of Time. I hate stopping in mid series because I never end up going back to read them, and then forget, and then have to start all over again.
P.S I just got this comment on my HP pwns LOTRs video:
Dumbledore is gay, and he is dumb thats why they say "Dumb"ledore, Gandalf is a badass, Dumbledore just hags out with fucking kids, Gandalf killed a Balrog
lol. Really??
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I haven't really been motivated to write a blog lately.
And I'm still not. Goodnight.
And I'm still not. Goodnight.
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