Ok. Life is better now. You guys have no idea.
Technically right now I should be striving to start on the massive pile of next-weeks readings. I even like the content, but, well, you know. Procrastination, etc.
Uni so far is awesome. So awesome. I get to write for my assessments. No essays, no structured-research-papers-that-make-me-want-to-scream (well actually there are one or two, but they don't make up the majority of my assessment. S'all good), no MLA and Chicago and Harvard citing (cough, see last parenthesis). I get to write creatively, and that makes me SO HAPPY. Poems and creative non-fiction and, indeed, a blog. Yay! I'm pretty much in my element thanks to my double major. Now that I've passed the torture of first-year general-ness, the subjects and content have become something I actually want and need to study. Also, the lecturer for Poetry is hilarious. Definitely going to have some stories from that.
Also this week I found out I got the job I mentioned aaaages ago. Finally. I've put off searching for other part-time work since I quit bar tending because I was hoping so desperately to be hired for this one. During the four months it took them to offer me a position, I had a phone interview, a group interview, a personal interview, another group interview to meet the boss, and then I was security checked. Then I waited and waited and stared at my phone, and waited still, and emailed, and called, left a message, waited, called again, finally got through, was told to wait some more...
It was a very very very very long, agonising process.
Who cares. I got it in the end!!!!!
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Goodbye Summer.
So like I said in my previous, rather short, post: I haven't been up to much. Really, the idea of sitting down and writing something of interest just wasn't possible, because I've entered that moment in the holidays when you simply NEED to get back to whatever you've been holidaying from. In my case, uni (and I guess technically work. That position I was waiting to hear from? I'm still waiting. Sigh). I definitely need to be forced to think again, because right now my brain feels like sludge. Uni will be a nice change! Luckily, I've only felt bored for about two weeks, so I had a good three-and-a-half months of carefree holiday fun.
Expect better things in about a week. Promise.
Expect better things in about a week. Promise.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
blahs.
Ok, I know I said I would be blogging with more consistency, but I've literally been doing nothing. I thought it wouldn't be prudent to discuss my boredom here. You guys shouldn't suffer with me.
I'm about to make some brownies, though, so SHITS GONNA GET INTERESTING.
I'm about to make some brownies, though, so SHITS GONNA GET INTERESTING.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
A Cough With HACK-itude.
I'm sick at the moment. I've had a cough + mild fever for about a week and a half, and yesterday I finally started taking antibiotics to get fixed. Apparently that cliche "things always get worse before they get better" decided to become literal and KILL ME. My doctor step-dad confidently said the medication will start working straight away, but that I will still have a reaction (i.e the cough).
This cough wants to fight. It's realised I am being cured and has said HEY, BITCH, NO ONE GETS RID OF ME! Consequentially, I spent most of today lying on the floor not being able to breath or talk, my eyes and nose streaming, my throat aching from the effort of not splitting open.
My parents were both out today, but my sister stepped up in a rare bout of attentiveness and looked after me. She went and bought some cough syrup which tasted like fairies and worked some of its own magic.
I can't express how helpless and vulnerable I felt before she aided me. Being unable to even call for help was a little terrifying (although, my thunderous hacking was a help-signal on its own), especially when I couldn't think straight or even move. I guess I just appreciate that my little sister can come out of her 'YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME' universe and help her sister not cough up a lung.
This cough wants to fight. It's realised I am being cured and has said HEY, BITCH, NO ONE GETS RID OF ME! Consequentially, I spent most of today lying on the floor not being able to breath or talk, my eyes and nose streaming, my throat aching from the effort of not splitting open.
My parents were both out today, but my sister stepped up in a rare bout of attentiveness and looked after me. She went and bought some cough syrup which tasted like fairies and worked some of its own magic.
I can't express how helpless and vulnerable I felt before she aided me. Being unable to even call for help was a little terrifying (although, my thunderous hacking was a help-signal on its own), especially when I couldn't think straight or even move. I guess I just appreciate that my little sister can come out of her 'YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ME' universe and help her sister not cough up a lung.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Goodbye 4am, Need I Never See You Again
I'm being mildly consistent with this. Whoo!
I've been working at a pub for about three months now. I learned how to pour a proper beer (not as easy as it looks), mix certain drinks and, where appropriate, when to cut certain sleazy men off after they come up and slur, "Eyyyy wanna make me annotther beeer sweetheart?" Regardless of that aspect, working as a bartender has actually been my favourite jobs so far.
Unfortunately, there have been two major problems:
1. The usual knock off time is 4am. FOUR IN THE MORNING. With this finish time, it was normal for me to start work at 10pm which meant I completely screwed myself over trying to keep to a human sleeping pattern (at which I failed miserably). I'd wake up at 1pm, 2pm, or even 3pm, eat 'breakfast,' then I'd have a couple of hours to watch tv or see friends and what not, and then I'd be back off to work again. Lovely.
2. The bar is home to a manager from HELL. He is a horrible person with disgustingly harsh, unforgiving, and unreasonable ways. A person with a temperament of such awful standards that he should not be allowed to manage twentysomethingyearolds when he has an unhealthy grudge against all of human-kind. He's bitter, he's mean - and in no way am I exaggerating. One shift I was found crying in the fridge after he screamed at me in front of customers for making a mistake (after not being taught the appropriate procedure in the first place).
Anyway, today I quit! Good riddance.
I'm actually still waiting to hear about another position I've been undertaking interviews for, so fingers crossed I actually get it. Even if I don't, I won't regret leaving the bar. I'm not the type of person to stick around a place where the staff are treated so poorly. I'm going to miss sooo much working with some of my best friends.
I know I'm not alone in work-horror stories. I suppose they at least give people something to complain about. I'd love to hear some of yours!
I've been working at a pub for about three months now. I learned how to pour a proper beer (not as easy as it looks), mix certain drinks and, where appropriate, when to cut certain sleazy men off after they come up and slur, "Eyyyy wanna make me annotther beeer sweetheart?" Regardless of that aspect, working as a bartender has actually been my favourite jobs so far.
Unfortunately, there have been two major problems:
1. The usual knock off time is 4am. FOUR IN THE MORNING. With this finish time, it was normal for me to start work at 10pm which meant I completely screwed myself over trying to keep to a human sleeping pattern (at which I failed miserably). I'd wake up at 1pm, 2pm, or even 3pm, eat 'breakfast,' then I'd have a couple of hours to watch tv or see friends and what not, and then I'd be back off to work again. Lovely.
2. The bar is home to a manager from HELL. He is a horrible person with disgustingly harsh, unforgiving, and unreasonable ways. A person with a temperament of such awful standards that he should not be allowed to manage twentysomethingyearolds when he has an unhealthy grudge against all of human-kind. He's bitter, he's mean - and in no way am I exaggerating. One shift I was found crying in the fridge after he screamed at me in front of customers for making a mistake (after not being taught the appropriate procedure in the first place).
Anyway, today I quit! Good riddance.
I'm actually still waiting to hear about another position I've been undertaking interviews for, so fingers crossed I actually get it. Even if I don't, I won't regret leaving the bar. I'm not the type of person to stick around a place where the staff are treated so poorly. I'm going to miss sooo much working with some of my best friends.
I know I'm not alone in work-horror stories. I suppose they at least give people something to complain about. I'd love to hear some of yours!
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Keeping it some-what real
Oh, the blogosphere. How I've wanted to return many a time, but didn't. I am a creature of laziness: the very idea of sitting down to 'type stuff' again was too much for my tiny brain to comprehend. 'Words?' It said, 'Why on earth would you want to make those?' (I understand that by talking to myself I was in fact making words... this isn't really going anywhere).
I don't even know if this is me returning... I mean, I've long ago proved that my dedication to keeping a consistent online presence can be either super committed(!) or non-existent. I think what I needed was a break for all of this. Putting my life out there with various degrees of openness eventually got to me and I needed to stop. The blog, my videos, my whole internet life came to a halt (minus twitter and facebook and tumblr) because it was all too much. Plus, I was a lot younger than I am now. Looking back, I see a massive change in my personality, my maturity, and my view on life in general.
Writing is something I intend to study over the next two years and yet over the past year I couldn't even write for the sake of writing. I think I had become too caught up in the whoosits and whatsits of the internet (WHO is reading my blog and WHAT should I write to keep them entertained?) when I really should have been writing whatever the hell I wanted. Whether this is read by 200 people or just by myself shouldn't be important. I want to write for the pleasure of putting words together and leaving them here forever (because we all know that whatever mark you leave on the internet will be an annoyingly-irremovable stain in techno-world). If I am lucky enough to have someone interested enough to keep reading what I have to say, then that is just a fantastic bonus.
What I want now is to keep a consistent journal for myself first, and secondly for anyone who wants to read what I have to say. There is no point hiding from a world that has so much to offer. Thoughts and experiences should be recorded. Here, I will leave some of mine.
Right! Now that's out of the way, how has everyone been? (Are you still there?)
I don't even know if this is me returning... I mean, I've long ago proved that my dedication to keeping a consistent online presence can be either super committed(!) or non-existent. I think what I needed was a break for all of this. Putting my life out there with various degrees of openness eventually got to me and I needed to stop. The blog, my videos, my whole internet life came to a halt (minus twitter and facebook and tumblr) because it was all too much. Plus, I was a lot younger than I am now. Looking back, I see a massive change in my personality, my maturity, and my view on life in general.
Writing is something I intend to study over the next two years and yet over the past year I couldn't even write for the sake of writing. I think I had become too caught up in the whoosits and whatsits of the internet (WHO is reading my blog and WHAT should I write to keep them entertained?) when I really should have been writing whatever the hell I wanted. Whether this is read by 200 people or just by myself shouldn't be important. I want to write for the pleasure of putting words together and leaving them here forever (because we all know that whatever mark you leave on the internet will be an annoyingly-irremovable stain in techno-world). If I am lucky enough to have someone interested enough to keep reading what I have to say, then that is just a fantastic bonus.
What I want now is to keep a consistent journal for myself first, and secondly for anyone who wants to read what I have to say. There is no point hiding from a world that has so much to offer. Thoughts and experiences should be recorded. Here, I will leave some of mine.
Right! Now that's out of the way, how has everyone been? (Are you still there?)
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Sick
Of all the days my body decides to catch a cold, it has to be the day we're doing Pride and Prejudice in Lit. I mean, sure, when we did three weeks straight of Romantic Poetry, I was fine (the topic sounds a lot better than actually it was. I wasn't interested at all in what we learned, despite my love of the Romantics).
But now I won't be able to hear about how my rather pretentious lecturer feels about Mr Darcy. Which is really the only reason I'd want to go.
Not really.
A lot of people seemed interested in what I'm studying at Uni. In short, it's an Arts course. I'm hoping to double major in Creative Writing and Media and Communications, if I still feel like it next year. Uni is alright... half my subjects this semester are either boring or completely shot my expectations, but I adore creative writing, and music psychology.
And that's all my sick brain can throw at you guys today. Sorry!!
But now I won't be able to hear about how my rather pretentious lecturer feels about Mr Darcy. Which is really the only reason I'd want to go.
Not really.
A lot of people seemed interested in what I'm studying at Uni. In short, it's an Arts course. I'm hoping to double major in Creative Writing and Media and Communications, if I still feel like it next year. Uni is alright... half my subjects this semester are either boring or completely shot my expectations, but I adore creative writing, and music psychology.
And that's all my sick brain can throw at you guys today. Sorry!!
Friday, April 9, 2010
Oh Hai, I'm Liv
Yes, it's true. You're not imagining this popping up in your Google Reader/RSS/Blogspot/whatever. I'm blogging. I don't even know who actually will read this anymore... but by chance I opened this page and am typing to you all - whoever you are.
My excuses (ah, the excuses) are that I've been distancing myself from the internet of late (some of you may have noticed I've privated my Liiv7 videos and don't really have much of an online presence these days); I've been going through the whole transition from school to uni and because of the distancing, haven't thought about blogging; I write (well, used to write) in a physical journal sometimes, and that fulled my need to express myself through literary form. But now, I want to relocate back here again.
It's true that this is my only blog post since, um, how many months have I been away? 6 -7 MONTHS?! Wow. That's weird. I didn't even think it was that long.
So a lot has happened since then, and I'm not going to fill you all in because that would take too long. Maybe if you guys have any questions about what I've been up to, you can ask me in zee comments? It would be lovely to hear from you.
I think I'll keep this short and sweet, and I'm assuming my next post will be more interesting/informative/readable.
My excuses (ah, the excuses) are that I've been distancing myself from the internet of late (some of you may have noticed I've privated my Liiv7 videos and don't really have much of an online presence these days); I've been going through the whole transition from school to uni and because of the distancing, haven't thought about blogging; I write (well, used to write) in a physical journal sometimes, and that fulled my need to express myself through literary form. But now, I want to relocate back here again.
It's true that this is my only blog post since, um, how many months have I been away? 6 -7 MONTHS?! Wow. That's weird. I didn't even think it was that long.
So a lot has happened since then, and I'm not going to fill you all in because that would take too long. Maybe if you guys have any questions about what I've been up to, you can ask me in zee comments? It would be lovely to hear from you.
I think I'll keep this short and sweet, and I'm assuming my next post will be more interesting/informative/readable.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
The END is nigh
Sigh. It took me about 30 minutes to actually open this page. Now I'm tired. But dammit, I'm going to blog.
Ah. I know I haven't done this in a while. It's actually really difficult to know what to say. That's the problem with not blogging in ages: I know what I've been up to and what fills the space since my last update, but none of you do. Which makes it hard to fill. But, I'll try my best.
I feel like anything I would have to say about "lately" would be boring. Well, no, that's a lie, there is one very amazing aspect of my life right now, but I'm not going to talk about it because I want it to remain not-touched-by-the-internetz, if that makes sense. But I've been happier lately than I have been most of this year, despite it being a really good one.
I've almost finished school! I have about 9-10 days until my first exam (French oral. Shoot me.), and about three weeks until I officially finish school, before written exams. Scary stuff. I can not even begin to describe how fast term three was. It's one massive blur; last holidays definitely do not feel as if they were 11 weeks ago...
So. I'm entering a sort of study-frenzy right now, this week will be me focusing (and i mean it!) on work. Like I said, not very interesting. However, school is a big deal for me at the moment, because it's about to end.
It's strange to think about, really. The end of high school.
Ah. I know I haven't done this in a while. It's actually really difficult to know what to say. That's the problem with not blogging in ages: I know what I've been up to and what fills the space since my last update, but none of you do. Which makes it hard to fill. But, I'll try my best.
I feel like anything I would have to say about "lately" would be boring. Well, no, that's a lie, there is one very amazing aspect of my life right now, but I'm not going to talk about it because I want it to remain not-touched-by-the-internetz, if that makes sense. But I've been happier lately than I have been most of this year, despite it being a really good one.
I've almost finished school! I have about 9-10 days until my first exam (French oral. Shoot me.), and about three weeks until I officially finish school, before written exams. Scary stuff. I can not even begin to describe how fast term three was. It's one massive blur; last holidays definitely do not feel as if they were 11 weeks ago...
So. I'm entering a sort of study-frenzy right now, this week will be me focusing (and i mean it!) on work. Like I said, not very interesting. However, school is a big deal for me at the moment, because it's about to end.
It's strange to think about, really. The end of high school.
Friday, July 31, 2009
Girl Band
I remember back when I was in grade 2 and 3 my two friends and I had a dream. Well, really, my friend Madeline and I had the dream. Meg was allowed to join after we found out she had more talent than the both of us put together.
I'm not sure what inspired us, but I'm assuming it was either Britney Spears (our focused obsession at the time) or The Spice Girls, who give us the idea of creating a Girl Band. We wanted to be famous. Sing in front of other people. We began planning, our eager little minds buzzing at the prospect of Making IT. Our steps were guided by a small paperback novella entitled something like "How to form a GIRL BAND" or "CHICKY BABIES KNOW HOW TO ROCK!" It provided us with the steps to success:
1. Find members (check)
2. Find motivation (...check)
3. Find a look:
Our look consisted of many layers of purple eye shadow and a lipstick which would've been happy on a corner turning tricks. Unfortunately. We discussed the possibility of each taking on a persona, a la Spice, but after too many fights over who would get to be "the cute, girly one" we ditched the idea. We would just have to submit to glitter, gold and overly large high heels stolen from our mothers.
We had our look.
4. Find a name:
The name-finding eventually turned out to be our downfall (but let's not skip ahead). The Book provided us with a list of random words, of which we were supposed find a name by writing them down on torn pieces of paper and pulling them out of a hat. The list contained (but was not limited to) words like the following:
Ice. Groovy. Babies. Chickies. Spunky. Kittens. Sugar. Awesome. Sparkle. Cool.
I'm sure you get the idea.
We slaved over our pieces of paper, creating the perfectly squared slices of our future. Scrawled over each sliver was a name, written with care, (any mistakes made were thrown in the rubbish).
And so, we piled our precious, promising words into a pile on the floor, after being unable to find a hat. We closed our eyes, wished, and each withdrew a word.
"Ok," Madeline said, always the leader, "Open them up! We are: The Kittens..."
"Cool!" I screamed
"Spunky!" yelled Meg with vigor. We looked at each other, our smiles radiating off our little faces.
The Kittens Cool Spunky.
Slowly, our smiles faded to be replaced by disappointment; our plan had failed. We returned to the book.
5. Get song writin'!
We decided our first concert would be to our grade 2/3 class, at lunch the day after the failed name ceremony. We would come up with a name after we'd performed at our first 'gig' - the book was wrong. So, Madeline assigned me to be the Song Writer. I eagerly took up the task, willingly pulling towards me a fresh pile of paper after the two girls had left my house. I wrote my heart out.
Now, shifting away from the story for a moment, I would just like to state how sad I am I don't still have a copy of this song. It was pretty brilliant. I mean, who else can come up with the words:
ooooh, ohhhhh,
I wish you'd cry for me.
die for me,
Jump through hoops and sing for me,
ooooh, ooooohhhh.
You get the idea. Man I was original.
Our concert received many a clapping hand before the kids turned back to their game of four square, and we were left with buzzing veins and a thirst for more. We consulted the book:
6. Stick it out! You never know what will happen!
What? No agency numbers? No details on how to call talent scouts?
We decided that maybe we were a lost cause.
We couldn't even come up with a good name!!
My point is that I could never write lyrics then and I'm seriously wondering how I'm going to write decent poetry in my literature SAC on Monday.
Hope you enjoyed =]
I'm not sure what inspired us, but I'm assuming it was either Britney Spears (our focused obsession at the time) or The Spice Girls, who give us the idea of creating a Girl Band. We wanted to be famous. Sing in front of other people. We began planning, our eager little minds buzzing at the prospect of Making IT. Our steps were guided by a small paperback novella entitled something like "How to form a GIRL BAND" or "CHICKY BABIES KNOW HOW TO ROCK!" It provided us with the steps to success:
1. Find members (check)
2. Find motivation (...check)
3. Find a look:
Our look consisted of many layers of purple eye shadow and a lipstick which would've been happy on a corner turning tricks. Unfortunately. We discussed the possibility of each taking on a persona, a la Spice, but after too many fights over who would get to be "the cute, girly one" we ditched the idea. We would just have to submit to glitter, gold and overly large high heels stolen from our mothers.
We had our look.
4. Find a name:
The name-finding eventually turned out to be our downfall (but let's not skip ahead). The Book provided us with a list of random words, of which we were supposed find a name by writing them down on torn pieces of paper and pulling them out of a hat. The list contained (but was not limited to) words like the following:
Ice. Groovy. Babies. Chickies. Spunky. Kittens. Sugar. Awesome. Sparkle. Cool.
I'm sure you get the idea.
We slaved over our pieces of paper, creating the perfectly squared slices of our future. Scrawled over each sliver was a name, written with care, (any mistakes made were thrown in the rubbish).
And so, we piled our precious, promising words into a pile on the floor, after being unable to find a hat. We closed our eyes, wished, and each withdrew a word.
"Ok," Madeline said, always the leader, "Open them up! We are: The Kittens..."
"Cool!" I screamed
"Spunky!" yelled Meg with vigor. We looked at each other, our smiles radiating off our little faces.
The Kittens Cool Spunky.
Slowly, our smiles faded to be replaced by disappointment; our plan had failed. We returned to the book.
5. Get song writin'!
We decided our first concert would be to our grade 2/3 class, at lunch the day after the failed name ceremony. We would come up with a name after we'd performed at our first 'gig' - the book was wrong. So, Madeline assigned me to be the Song Writer. I eagerly took up the task, willingly pulling towards me a fresh pile of paper after the two girls had left my house. I wrote my heart out.
Now, shifting away from the story for a moment, I would just like to state how sad I am I don't still have a copy of this song. It was pretty brilliant. I mean, who else can come up with the words:
ooooh, ohhhhh,
I wish you'd cry for me.
die for me,
Jump through hoops and sing for me,
ooooh, ooooohhhh.
You get the idea. Man I was original.
Our concert received many a clapping hand before the kids turned back to their game of four square, and we were left with buzzing veins and a thirst for more. We consulted the book:
6. Stick it out! You never know what will happen!
What? No agency numbers? No details on how to call talent scouts?
We decided that maybe we were a lost cause.
We couldn't even come up with a good name!!
My point is that I could never write lyrics then and I'm seriously wondering how I'm going to write decent poetry in my literature SAC on Monday.
Hope you enjoyed =]
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Um. Hi?
I know, I didn't Blog Every Day Where Possible. I ran out of the excuse of "it's not possible" after perhaps the third day. Basically, I didn't have anything to write about. When I did have something to write about, I was either a) actually too busy, b) too tired or c) I wrote it in my physical diary/notebook in which I'm now making daily entries. So far I've kept it pretty steady; if I miss a day, I just write two pages the next one. Why I've moved to handwriting rather than blogging is because I need to get used to handwriting, at least for the end of school. It's becoming serious, this education of mine, and I've had to start actually putting extra effort in wherever possible. But anyway, enough blah blah blah, I should write something better than this. It has been a while.
So, these holidays weren't really spent doing much, at least for the first two weeks. Week three was insane. I was exhausted. I slept when I could and tried to fit in reading but even then I couldn't manage much. I had 9-5 musical rehearsals Monday-Friday and Sunday. I also had three 18ths to attend. One of them was my own (I had a lovely time ^_^). They were still so much fun, despite being so demanding.
For my birthday I got a macbook pro. I can't believe I ever functioned with a PC. And I used to be a defender of PCs, quite a proud one too! I think I wrote a blog post about something like this :S I can't remember! But anyway, it's amazing, I can make superquick videos (assuming that I learn how to use iMovie :P) and on that note:
I am now posting weekly videos! Except, not on my own channel. Ahem.
I've joined a collab channel, along with Min and Sarah , that is focusing on popculture. My section is books ^_^ take a look, it began this week! I'm so excited about it!!!!
Alright, I would love to promise that I'll post more regularly but I don't want to, in case I have to break that =[
Now I have to go do homework.
I would like school to be finished now.
<3
So, these holidays weren't really spent doing much, at least for the first two weeks. Week three was insane. I was exhausted. I slept when I could and tried to fit in reading but even then I couldn't manage much. I had 9-5 musical rehearsals Monday-Friday and Sunday. I also had three 18ths to attend. One of them was my own (I had a lovely time ^_^). They were still so much fun, despite being so demanding.
For my birthday I got a macbook pro. I can't believe I ever functioned with a PC. And I used to be a defender of PCs, quite a proud one too! I think I wrote a blog post about something like this :S I can't remember! But anyway, it's amazing, I can make superquick videos (assuming that I learn how to use iMovie :P) and on that note:
I am now posting weekly videos! Except, not on my own channel. Ahem.
I've joined a collab channel, along with Min and Sarah , that is focusing on popculture. My section is books ^_^ take a look, it began this week! I'm so excited about it!!!!
Alright, I would love to promise that I'll post more regularly but I don't want to, in case I have to break that =[
Now I have to go do homework.
I would like school to be finished now.
<3
Friday, June 26, 2009
#5 Shorter than I wanted
Of course the time I wanted to make an intense blog post about my day would be the night that I'm tired and can't be bother to type things. DOT POINTS:
Books read these holidays: 3 (technically #3 isn't finished, but it will be by the time I sleep)
- Woke up, got dressed, ran to meet a friend
- Saw said friend. Had sushi and donuts. Loved it
- Returned from seeing previous friend, had txt from another friend, went out to see that friend
- Saw about five minutes of a Royal Tennis match for the first time in my life. Was intrigued
- Left friend number two
- Came home and read
- Mother and Step-Dad returned from Italy. They came bearing gifts.
- Tried on gifts
- Going to go and finish book/start a new one probably
Books read these holidays: 3 (technically #3 isn't finished, but it will be by the time I sleep)
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
#5 Apple Attack
And not the fruit kind. The technological kind. I've been contemplating the new iPhone (and the old one prior to that :P) since I heard Apple was releasing it. I think I'll buy one after I turn 18, and possibly start a plan now that I'll be old enough to actually sign a contract. I've been using pre-paid since I first got a phone, but I guess it depends which will be the less expensive in the long run. My urge to get an iPhone has been spurred on by my current phone crashing every other time I need to send/receive a txt, and also by my almost unconditional love for my iTouch; if only I could call people on it.
On an Apple related note, I think it's possible that I'll get a new laptop for my birthday. I wasn't going to ask for one, the main reason I need a new laptop is cause my wonderful, cheapskate school needs to take this one back once I conclude my education there. Rather annoying, seeing as the 'lease' we've paid over the three years I've had this laptop has covered the price, and more, quite easily.
I'm probably going to get the 13-inch macbook pro. I thought about macbook air, but tons of people turned me from the idea, and it's also really unnecessarily expensive.
*pauses to let the cat in*
Urgh. I'm becoming a Mac person, aren't I? I can't believe I just wrote a whole blog post about it. My past-PC self is kicking me.
Books read these holidays: 2
On an Apple related note, I think it's possible that I'll get a new laptop for my birthday. I wasn't going to ask for one, the main reason I need a new laptop is cause my wonderful, cheapskate school needs to take this one back once I conclude my education there. Rather annoying, seeing as the 'lease' we've paid over the three years I've had this laptop has covered the price, and more, quite easily.
I'm probably going to get the 13-inch macbook pro. I thought about macbook air, but tons of people turned me from the idea, and it's also really unnecessarily expensive.
*pauses to let the cat in*
Urgh. I'm becoming a Mac person, aren't I? I can't believe I just wrote a whole blog post about it. My past-PC self is kicking me.
Books read these holidays: 2
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
#4 A productive day
I'm not sure how many people would agree that my day was productive. But I feel it was. I woke up, no hangover despite having consumed quite a lot of free wine last night, ate some food, and read all day. That I can finish a book over 3-4 days now is wonderful, whereas during the term it can take me from 3-5 weeks. I dislike that; I hate having to put reading as one of my last priorities. So that's why I am trying to devour as many books while I can. I've got enough piled up on my shelf as it is.
I also just wrote about 300 words of Chasing Us, which may seem small but believe me, I'm happy with it. I've had to train myself to understand that writing a novel should not be like NaNoWriMo, during which you try and expel over 1,000 words a day. That's not healthy. I do, however, need to start writing more consistently. One of the reasons I'm writing this blog every day of the holidays. It's a reminder, as well as a fun hobby that I'd like to continue with.
I had a couple of questions (literally, two :P) so I'll answer them now:
Is driving hard?
Well, yes, it is at first. The first time I drove, in a deserted car park, I was terrified (as was my mum) that I would hit everything in my path, not that there was actually anything in my path. I remember screaming at mum, "Don't let me hit that pole!"
The pole was about 100 metres away. =].
But don't worry, it gets easier. It's never technically simple, cause when you drive you have to constantly be alert, I mean, otherwise there will probably be a big bang, and pain. I love driving, though. It's really calming, once you get used to it =]
Which 3 places would I like to visit and what 3 things would I like to achieve in the next 10 years and why?
I want to go to London, Paris, and the U.S, but I can't narrow it down any further because there are about 100 million places I'd love to go, some of which I'm sure I've never even heard of =]
In the next ten years... I want to continue learning. It doesn't matter what. I'd also like to have a job that I enjoy, or at least that is sustainable, and I'd like to be happy. Preferably for longer than ten years, but I'll take what I can get. (And that doesn't mean I'm not happy now. I'd like to remain happy.)
Now I'm going to continue reading. Bai! See you tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 1
I also just wrote about 300 words of Chasing Us, which may seem small but believe me, I'm happy with it. I've had to train myself to understand that writing a novel should not be like NaNoWriMo, during which you try and expel over 1,000 words a day. That's not healthy. I do, however, need to start writing more consistently. One of the reasons I'm writing this blog every day of the holidays. It's a reminder, as well as a fun hobby that I'd like to continue with.
I had a couple of questions (literally, two :P) so I'll answer them now:
Is driving hard?
Well, yes, it is at first. The first time I drove, in a deserted car park, I was terrified (as was my mum) that I would hit everything in my path, not that there was actually anything in my path. I remember screaming at mum, "Don't let me hit that pole!"
The pole was about 100 metres away. =].
But don't worry, it gets easier. It's never technically simple, cause when you drive you have to constantly be alert, I mean, otherwise there will probably be a big bang, and pain. I love driving, though. It's really calming, once you get used to it =]
Which 3 places would I like to visit and what 3 things would I like to achieve in the next 10 years and why?
I want to go to London, Paris, and the U.S, but I can't narrow it down any further because there are about 100 million places I'd love to go, some of which I'm sure I've never even heard of =]
In the next ten years... I want to continue learning. It doesn't matter what. I'd also like to have a job that I enjoy, or at least that is sustainable, and I'd like to be happy. Preferably for longer than ten years, but I'll take what I can get. (And that doesn't mean I'm not happy now. I'd like to remain happy.)
Now I'm going to continue reading. Bai! See you tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 1
Monday, June 22, 2009
#3 Waiting for Nails to dry
I'm not altogether sure how successful this post will be, seeing as typing with wet nail polish is not always the best of ideas. However, I don't exactly have the time to wait for them to dry and then type this. So I'm being practical. More for the blog's sake than for my nails.
My driving lesson went rather well. And I pwned the reverse parallel parking yesssss. So I booked my test, which isn't until the 1st September =[ I should've booked it months ago, but ah well. I'm sitting the theory test on Friday, so you can be sure that I'll blog about it.
Anyway, tonight will be short, because I have to continue getting ready for my friend Katie's 18th.
Time for some interaction, perhaps? How are all you guys? Whats new? Any questions for me? I'd love to answer some, as always =]
<3>
Books read these holidays: 0 (Almost finished #1)
My driving lesson went rather well. And I pwned the reverse parallel parking yesssss. So I booked my test, which isn't until the 1st September =[ I should've booked it months ago, but ah well. I'm sitting the theory test on Friday, so you can be sure that I'll blog about it.
Anyway, tonight will be short, because I have to continue getting ready for my friend Katie's 18th.
Time for some interaction, perhaps? How are all you guys? Whats new? Any questions for me? I'd love to answer some, as always =]
<3>
Books read these holidays: 0 (Almost finished #1)
Sunday, June 21, 2009
#2 Intelligent is my favourite kind of Smart People
(The above title is a joke and yes I am aware of how ridiculous it sounds :P)
So last night, my friend Isabelle invited me to partake in Molly Bloom's Night (which was actually the 17th but Saturday night was easier to hold the gathering). If you don't know what that is, then don't worry, I didn't know what it was until I actually sat there and listened. If you do know, yay, you're education has been touched by James Joyce's Ulysses, the alleged 'most brilliant novel of the 20th century' and so immensely difficult to understand that scholars study it for years and still have no idea what the hell Joyce was on about. (So basically Molly Bloom's night is discussion of the Novel, where readers gather and read and eat Irish dishes and it's really fun)
It was actually a wonderful night, one filled with Literary discussion. I was supposed to just be an observer, and was treated as such, until they mentioned the Ulysses link with Homer's Odyssey. I then just blurted out some fact about Epic Poems, and ended up telling everyone about Classical Societies and Cultures (basically just repeating what I've studied for the many SACS we've done this year in that subject). So it was fun, to have some input. They invited me back next year =]. Hopefully by then I will have actually read Ulysses, or at least some of it.
I have a driving lesson tomorrow. That should be interesting. Except, not really, seeing as after completing something like 97 hours out of 120, I'm pretty sure I can drive. At least, I hope so. All I need to be taught now is how to Reverse Parallel Park. Yeah, that one. I will let you know how it goes.
See you tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 0 (book 1 still in process...)
So last night, my friend Isabelle invited me to partake in Molly Bloom's Night (which was actually the 17th but Saturday night was easier to hold the gathering). If you don't know what that is, then don't worry, I didn't know what it was until I actually sat there and listened. If you do know, yay, you're education has been touched by James Joyce's Ulysses, the alleged 'most brilliant novel of the 20th century' and so immensely difficult to understand that scholars study it for years and still have no idea what the hell Joyce was on about. (So basically Molly Bloom's night is discussion of the Novel, where readers gather and read and eat Irish dishes and it's really fun)
It was actually a wonderful night, one filled with Literary discussion. I was supposed to just be an observer, and was treated as such, until they mentioned the Ulysses link with Homer's Odyssey. I then just blurted out some fact about Epic Poems, and ended up telling everyone about Classical Societies and Cultures (basically just repeating what I've studied for the many SACS we've done this year in that subject). So it was fun, to have some input. They invited me back next year =]. Hopefully by then I will have actually read Ulysses, or at least some of it.
I have a driving lesson tomorrow. That should be interesting. Except, not really, seeing as after completing something like 97 hours out of 120, I'm pretty sure I can drive. At least, I hope so. All I need to be taught now is how to Reverse Parallel Park. Yeah, that one. I will let you know how it goes.
See you tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 0 (book 1 still in process...)
Saturday, June 20, 2009
#1 Let's do this
WELCOME TO BEDHWP!!!
Although, I'm not going to continue typing that out, it's incredibly more difficult than BEDA.
I'm finally on term 2 holidays, during which I will have three weeks of wonderful, blessed freedom (and the occasional study day [damn it]) and at the end of which I will be 18. SO EXCITED. My dear friend Katie turns 18 on this Monday the 22nd, lucky girl, (incidentally, that's Colby/Jason's 19th too. Go wish him happy birthday) so we are basically framing the holidays with our 18ths. Except she got the better end.
So, these holidays I'm planning on FINISHING Silver Sky, (at least, finishing the first draft. I think I'll tackle editing it when school is officially over), and also I need to actually finish the first chapter of Chasing Us, which is lying at the moment unceremoniously in a folder on my desktop, in need of love and attention... I'll finish it soon Colby!!
I also plan to sleep, have a small social life and forget that I have to go back to school at the end of it all. Granted, I only have one term left. Then three weeks of term 4, then exams, then I'll be done. DONE!
I'm going to go and read some more. I also want to get through as many books as I can, which I think I'll be tallying here.
See you all tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 0 (number 1 is in progress)
Although, I'm not going to continue typing that out, it's incredibly more difficult than BEDA.
I'm finally on term 2 holidays, during which I will have three weeks of wonderful, blessed freedom (and the occasional study day [damn it]) and at the end of which I will be 18. SO EXCITED. My dear friend Katie turns 18 on this Monday the 22nd, lucky girl, (incidentally, that's Colby/Jason's 19th too. Go wish him happy birthday) so we are basically framing the holidays with our 18ths. Except she got the better end.
So, these holidays I'm planning on FINISHING Silver Sky, (at least, finishing the first draft. I think I'll tackle editing it when school is officially over), and also I need to actually finish the first chapter of Chasing Us, which is lying at the moment unceremoniously in a folder on my desktop, in need of love and attention... I'll finish it soon Colby!!
I also plan to sleep, have a small social life and forget that I have to go back to school at the end of it all. Granted, I only have one term left. Then three weeks of term 4, then exams, then I'll be done. DONE!
I'm going to go and read some more. I also want to get through as many books as I can, which I think I'll be tallying here.
See you all tomorrow!
Books read these holidays: 0 (number 1 is in progress)
Saturday, June 13, 2009
A New Goal
Hello everyone!
I'm finding it rather hard to cope with knowing that I still have one week of school left. I feel as if holidays have commenced already, probably because I only had one day of classes last week. My year 12 coordinator said that this week will probably be hard too, damn it! Ah well, it will be great, so great! to have three weeks off.
hmmm. I'm finding it hard to blog about anything interesting right now, which is a pity. I do have things I could talk about but alas, my mind has shut down.
I'm thinking about doing another BEDA-esque project, except this time BEDHWP: Blog Every Day of the Holidays Where Possible. Yes? No? Maybe? I mainly want to do this because BEDA spanned during last school holidays, and it was nice. I enjoyed it. And it forces me to write things that have meaning rather than something such as this every now and again. It's nice to have consistency too. =].
I'm finding it rather hard to cope with knowing that I still have one week of school left. I feel as if holidays have commenced already, probably because I only had one day of classes last week. My year 12 coordinator said that this week will probably be hard too, damn it! Ah well, it will be great, so great! to have three weeks off.
hmmm. I'm finding it hard to blog about anything interesting right now, which is a pity. I do have things I could talk about but alas, my mind has shut down.
I'm thinking about doing another BEDA-esque project, except this time BEDHWP: Blog Every Day of the Holidays Where Possible. Yes? No? Maybe? I mainly want to do this because BEDA spanned during last school holidays, and it was nice. I enjoyed it. And it forces me to write things that have meaning rather than something such as this every now and again. It's nice to have consistency too. =].
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
I WANT MY BOOKS NOW
Re: the title:
I'm waiting for four books to come in the mail. I will somehow need to find time to read them, plus the other four I ordered off Amazon a couple of months ago which I haven't read yet, plus one or two novels for school. Plus various other things. Today I was tempted to buy the complete collection of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe. NO LIV. STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT.
At least I didn't buy it this time. Still, I might go back, it would be a good purchase...
Firstly (secondly?), before I forget, I would love you lovely people to take yourselves over to this blog. He is my friend and has just started blogging. His posts are very nice to read (and I'm not just saying that because I get mentioned heaps :] :P) . He's also a co-author of that novel-I-probably-told-you-about-but-if-I-didn't-then sorry-it's-hard-to-keep-track-so-I'll-tell-you-again-anyway =]. When I asked you all to vote on those names, it was for the title of this collaborative novel, which we have decided to name "Chasing-Us." He has already completed his first chapter, and I'm on the way to completing mine, and it's rather fun.
In other news, I'm currently on a 5-day-weekend, which is lovely, because it feels like forever since I've had a proper break. I spent two days lounging around doing nothing, and Monday-Wednesday I will be/have been seeing friends. I should be working on a 2 minute drama solo, but I really cannot be bothered, even though we're performing Thursday. Meh, 2 minutes is nothing. It's actually almost harder than the end of the year 7 minute solo, which we have to do externally, because it's really difficult to fit in the prescribed content. I'll see how I go. I'll probably begin brainstorming tonight, and work on it tomorrow after I go to the movies.
I caught up with my cousin today, and it made me want to be in Uni already. I want this year to be over. It's going really fast, yes, but I miss having free time, and having my mind away from SACs and practice SACs and essays and not having time to read and only maintaining a social life when there is an off-chance of having a couple of days free because I don't take a science and therefore don't have mid-years. I really need school holidays, I think, so I can unwind and just pretend to have a stress-free life for a while. And then I'll turn 18 anyway (YES!).
Anyway, I know I just need to work through it/ it will be over soon yada yada yada. I can still complain about it =].
I'm waiting for four books to come in the mail. I will somehow need to find time to read them, plus the other four I ordered off Amazon a couple of months ago which I haven't read yet, plus one or two novels for school. Plus various other things. Today I was tempted to buy the complete collection of short stories by Edgar Allen Poe. NO LIV. STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT.
At least I didn't buy it this time. Still, I might go back, it would be a good purchase...
Firstly (secondly?), before I forget, I would love you lovely people to take yourselves over to this blog. He is my friend and has just started blogging. His posts are very nice to read (and I'm not just saying that because I get mentioned heaps :] :P) . He's also a co-author of that novel-I-probably-told-you-about-but-if-I-didn't-then sorry-it's-hard-to-keep-track-so-I'll-tell-you-again-anyway =]. When I asked you all to vote on those names, it was for the title of this collaborative novel, which we have decided to name "Chasing-Us." He has already completed his first chapter, and I'm on the way to completing mine, and it's rather fun.
In other news, I'm currently on a 5-day-weekend, which is lovely, because it feels like forever since I've had a proper break. I spent two days lounging around doing nothing, and Monday-Wednesday I will be/have been seeing friends. I should be working on a 2 minute drama solo, but I really cannot be bothered, even though we're performing Thursday. Meh, 2 minutes is nothing. It's actually almost harder than the end of the year 7 minute solo, which we have to do externally, because it's really difficult to fit in the prescribed content. I'll see how I go. I'll probably begin brainstorming tonight, and work on it tomorrow after I go to the movies.
I caught up with my cousin today, and it made me want to be in Uni already. I want this year to be over. It's going really fast, yes, but I miss having free time, and having my mind away from SACs and practice SACs and essays and not having time to read and only maintaining a social life when there is an off-chance of having a couple of days free because I don't take a science and therefore don't have mid-years. I really need school holidays, I think, so I can unwind and just pretend to have a stress-free life for a while. And then I'll turn 18 anyway (YES!).
Anyway, I know I just need to work through it/ it will be over soon yada yada yada. I can still complain about it =].
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