The stars sing, immobilized in the sky. Flecks of light dotting an endless black sea that hides more secrets possible than the mortal mind could ever imagine. We are, after all, just another speck of light, floating in nothing but hidden thoughts and closed minds. The mysteries we seek live out of reach, closed off by boundaries of a thousand years.

Paper Towns

No spoilers =]

It is mandatory that everyone who exists on earth should read this book. Paper Towns by John Green. If you don't I will somehow force you to and instead of being angry at me for making you read something you don't want to read you will be so happy that all your bitter feelings towards me will leave and you will forever be thankful to have read such an amazing book. That was not supposed to be one whole sentence. I am so tired, I was reading for I-Don't-Know-How-Many-Hours straight and my eye lids are currently having a furious battle with my actual eyes who are saying, "No! You must write a blog about Paper Towns to tell people how awesome it is and then watch the rest of Act 1 of Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along-Blog," and my eye lids are like, "No! You must go to sleep because that awesome book that you just read made you really tired as generally reading for that amount of time makes you sleepy."

If I can actually get out what I want to say about this book without falling asleep right at the keyboard, all I know is that when I finished Paper Towns I looked at life from a whole new perspective. I can't even believe that only a couple of hours ago I pictured all that I know differently. Amazing how something such as a book can change everything. I love it more than Looking for Alaska, which until today was my absolute favorite book apart from Harry Potter. The fact that John Green and J.K Rowling are both my heros is saying something, as Jo Rowling has brought me so much in life through her writing and the fandom that she created. John Green ( and Hank of course) have brought me that as well. I am a Nerdfighter, as so many Youtubers are as well. Knowing that I share something like that with thousands of people, even if I only have spoken to an incredibly small portion, awes me. The thing with nerdfighters is that we all understand each other; we share something. It's hard to explain the whole concept to someone who isn't a nerdfighter, as the "Made of Awesome" theory is something that at times can sound strange to a non-nerdfighter.

With John Green, reading takes on a new perspective. I'm serious, please read his book.

If you have already, then YAY! You should understand perfectly what I am talking about.

Lesson Learned??

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.
=(

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.

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??

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.

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.