Watching Goldeneye with my Pa, I was like "what's that guy from?" and my Dad's like "Sharp" and then he's like "and who's that other guy?" ho ho, I can see he's setting me up for this one. And I'm all "Pierce freakin' Brosnan, only the coolest guy ever...except for George Clooney"
And we agreed that Clooney is indeed very cool.
Sometimes I wonder what Pa would think of my blog, other than thinking I'm utterly insane and trying to somehow stop my reading of all things fanfiction (as if he could), I'm not sure what he would do...he would know all my secrets. I don't think he would really know what to do with them though. I'd find more! Nothing can stop me! Mwahah!
Yeah, not so much.
On another note, can Bond speak like every language or what? Because that freakin' awesome.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
I usually wake up earlier than other people
My body is well clocked. It takes a fair amount of time to convince my body to not wake up at 7:00 AM every morning, even if I stayed up all night, it still insists on getting up at 7:00. Here is what I do when I wake up earlier than the host of a sleepover.
- Write things that never happened/never will happen on the other person's calendar and see if they notice (this could take a while)
- If their calendar has photos on it, draw on those photos. I like to give each person in the photo a persona. This also works on animals.
- Go to the bathroom
- Get a glass of water
- Go to the bathroom again.
- Lie in bed and let your mind wander
- Read fanfiction on their computer
- Blog on their computer (I am not doing that right now)
- Play any games they have on their computer
- Wander around the house
- Hang out with any siblings
- Hang out with their mum! There is a high chance you will score some brownie points and possible brownies from this
- Rearrange the posters on their wall and see if they notice
- Think about what you're going to do the next day
- Think about time travel and how if someone were to travel back in time to your childhood and screwed something up, your whole future and present would change
- Then think about how the could have already happened, but you wouldn't know it
- Then think about how it wouldn't have changed because it was supposed to happen, so therefore it isn't different to what your life is like now because it would have already happened because the future, past and present are all happening at the same time.
- Keep going on this thought path until you explode with how incomprehensible and confusing time travel is
- Read this blog and explode
- Imagine you have super powers
- Run somewhere, like full on sprint down the street and back
- Contemplate how people can be Team Jacob, when it doesn't make any sense. It's like a rigged game, everyone knows who's going to win, it's like betting on the horse than can't walk. If you hate Edward so much, why don't you read another freakin' book?
- Take pictures from strange perspectives on your phone
- Sit outside and stare at the sky.
- If it's raining imagine the sky and imagine clouds that look like things.
That's all I've got, see you guys next time!
- Write things that never happened/never will happen on the other person's calendar and see if they notice (this could take a while)
- If their calendar has photos on it, draw on those photos. I like to give each person in the photo a persona. This also works on animals.
- Go to the bathroom
- Get a glass of water
- Go to the bathroom again.
- Lie in bed and let your mind wander
- Read fanfiction on their computer
- Blog on their computer (I am not doing that right now)
- Play any games they have on their computer
- Wander around the house
- Hang out with any siblings
- Hang out with their mum! There is a high chance you will score some brownie points and possible brownies from this
- Rearrange the posters on their wall and see if they notice
- Think about what you're going to do the next day
- Think about time travel and how if someone were to travel back in time to your childhood and screwed something up, your whole future and present would change
- Then think about how the could have already happened, but you wouldn't know it
- Then think about how it wouldn't have changed because it was supposed to happen, so therefore it isn't different to what your life is like now because it would have already happened because the future, past and present are all happening at the same time.
- Keep going on this thought path until you explode with how incomprehensible and confusing time travel is
- Read this blog and explode
- Imagine you have super powers
- Run somewhere, like full on sprint down the street and back
- Contemplate how people can be Team Jacob, when it doesn't make any sense. It's like a rigged game, everyone knows who's going to win, it's like betting on the horse than can't walk. If you hate Edward so much, why don't you read another freakin' book?
- Take pictures from strange perspectives on your phone
- Sit outside and stare at the sky.
- If it's raining imagine the sky and imagine clouds that look like things.
That's all I've got, see you guys next time!
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
I want a dragon
Dragons are where it's at, you guys. Dogs, cats, ponies, birds, they're in the past. Dragons are the future.
I want a dragon. I'll ride it to the store to buy bread. I'll take it for walks around the neighbourhood. I'll feed it fish. I'll keep it in my garage. I want one.
I just watched How To Train Your Dragon. Loved it. I cried like three times. That's embarrassing... That freakin' kid took his damn time when freeing his dragon. It's like, hey, maybe do something while they're buckling your dragon to that boat. Maybe make some sort of commotion or burn down a house. Maybe set fire to a boat and then while everyone is freaking out about the fire, you could free your dragon. Ugh! Damn, not real, people in movies, can't do anything right.
So that's why I want a dragon.
I want a dragon. I'll ride it to the store to buy bread. I'll take it for walks around the neighbourhood. I'll feed it fish. I'll keep it in my garage. I want one.
I just watched How To Train Your Dragon. Loved it. I cried like three times. That's embarrassing... That freakin' kid took his damn time when freeing his dragon. It's like, hey, maybe do something while they're buckling your dragon to that boat. Maybe make some sort of commotion or burn down a house. Maybe set fire to a boat and then while everyone is freaking out about the fire, you could free your dragon. Ugh! Damn, not real, people in movies, can't do anything right.
So that's why I want a dragon.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
The thing about the internet is...
You don't when like anything happens, unless you use it. And then, I still have very little idea of what's going on.
Around the interwebs I had heard of a Doctor Who "Christmas special". I was very excited, except from the small bits I had read about it, I couldn't figure out when it was on. I still don't know when it was on... might have been yesterday, I do not know. The only reason I knew it had happened was because a fellow Doctor Who fan, ElectricFaerieDust, had asked if we, viewers, had liked the "Christmas special". So I'm all like "I missed it. MUST WATCH NOW!" and now I'm really excited.
New thing.
You know what pisses me off and makes me feel like a bit of geezer?
Freakin' texting/emailing/all that kind of thing and the lack of inflection or tone. You never know when people are being sarcastic, passive aggressive, bitchy, joking, pissed, sleepy, in a bit of a rush, sick, headachy, more variations of over all pissed off-ery, other things that involve using a different tone to normal speaking.
And people that suddenly get mad and just happen to be texting you and then you don't know if their texts are actually all bitchy or if they just worded it badly and didn't actually mean anything at all.
I have a friend that seems to get grumpy at a certain time of night. And it's like they're mad for no reason at all, but they don't realise it, they think they're reason for being cranky is completely understandable. It's not. People need to calm down.
Also, Justin Beiber. The Beebs pisses me off. So much.
Around the interwebs I had heard of a Doctor Who "Christmas special". I was very excited, except from the small bits I had read about it, I couldn't figure out when it was on. I still don't know when it was on... might have been yesterday, I do not know. The only reason I knew it had happened was because a fellow Doctor Who fan, ElectricFaerieDust, had asked if we, viewers, had liked the "Christmas special". So I'm all like "I missed it. MUST WATCH NOW!" and now I'm really excited.
New thing.
You know what pisses me off and makes me feel like a bit of geezer?
Freakin' texting/emailing/all that kind of thing and the lack of inflection or tone. You never know when people are being sarcastic, passive aggressive, bitchy, joking, pissed, sleepy, in a bit of a rush, sick, headachy, more variations of over all pissed off-ery, other things that involve using a different tone to normal speaking.
And people that suddenly get mad and just happen to be texting you and then you don't know if their texts are actually all bitchy or if they just worded it badly and didn't actually mean anything at all.
I have a friend that seems to get grumpy at a certain time of night. And it's like they're mad for no reason at all, but they don't realise it, they think they're reason for being cranky is completely understandable. It's not. People need to calm down.
Also, Justin Beiber. The Beebs pisses me off. So much.
WOODFORD!
That's right, went to Woodford for a day and a night. So glad I went.
Saw Kate Miller-Heidke sing-rapping "The Real Slim Shady". It was so sick. And yes, I would advise people to youtube that, because it's amazing and I've listened to it like seven times and I plan to continue the non-stop Kate-Miller Heidke/Eminem rampage of amazing listening.
I'm listening to it right now.
I saw some awesome comedy where the comedian asked the audience if she should reenact her proposal, of course, we all went wild. Must see that. So she got a volunteer to play her husband and, of all the people, the audience decided we liked the half naked, muscular, man in rolled down wetsuit. It was hilarious.
I read a lot. I don't fare well sleeping in tents, so I read my book (Club Dead by Charlaine Harris and then Dead to the World) in the light of my phone sitting on my shoulder.
At one point some security guy said, and I do quote, "Keep moving, hippy". Outrageous. Although I did look like a bit of a hippy, with my fishermen pants tucked into my knee high stripy socks, in my wellies.
So fun!
And now I'm all clean and comfy, attaching Nigella cook things. You guys know how much I love Nigella.
Saw Kate Miller-Heidke sing-rapping "The Real Slim Shady". It was so sick. And yes, I would advise people to youtube that, because it's amazing and I've listened to it like seven times and I plan to continue the non-stop Kate-Miller Heidke/Eminem rampage of amazing listening.
I'm listening to it right now.
I saw some awesome comedy where the comedian asked the audience if she should reenact her proposal, of course, we all went wild. Must see that. So she got a volunteer to play her husband and, of all the people, the audience decided we liked the half naked, muscular, man in rolled down wetsuit. It was hilarious.
I read a lot. I don't fare well sleeping in tents, so I read my book (Club Dead by Charlaine Harris and then Dead to the World) in the light of my phone sitting on my shoulder.
At one point some security guy said, and I do quote, "Keep moving, hippy". Outrageous. Although I did look like a bit of a hippy, with my fishermen pants tucked into my knee high stripy socks, in my wellies.
So fun!
And now I'm all clean and comfy, attaching Nigella cook things. You guys know how much I love Nigella.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Once I start, I can't seem to stop
When I write a post, I get caught up in my writing and all creative (and a little weird) and then I have a crazy urge to write something, but usually when I write, I'll just write until all my creative juices are out and then I'll never finish the story and then I'll be sad. So intend, I just write like a million blog posts in one night about nothing and only post the less strange ones (Yes, it could get weirder than this).
Butterflies are such an odd feeling, literally like a few butterflies are stuck in your chest or stomach and are trying frantically to get out.
Sometime it's nice, all anticipationy and excitable. Sometimes, not so much, all panicy and so not wanting to do that drama performance-y. It intrigues me that butterflies come in such a variety. Doesn't seem like they're ever the same. Right now, I've got lots of OHMYGODI'MSOEXCITED butterflies all up in my chest. And also some that are like "oh man, I really hope I don't suddenly develop car sickness and throw up everywhere." or "Don't get too excited, you guys, what if it's not as good as you think it'll be?" - those are the reasonable butterflies.
Okay, starting to sound like a crazy person, I don't think I'll post this one, or at least not all of it.
But then again, I don't like editing and re-editing my posts, they never seem completely me, if I've read through them over and over and pieced them together. I think I'll leave it how it is.
Yep, let's do it.
I'm gonna go read some more True Blood now, I've been trying to read a book a day, seems kinda impressive, but I'd usually read atleast twenty chapters of fanfic which are about ten thousand words each and these books only have like twelve chapters a book, so, so far, so good.
Butterflies are such an odd feeling, literally like a few butterflies are stuck in your chest or stomach and are trying frantically to get out.
Sometime it's nice, all anticipationy and excitable. Sometimes, not so much, all panicy and so not wanting to do that drama performance-y. It intrigues me that butterflies come in such a variety. Doesn't seem like they're ever the same. Right now, I've got lots of OHMYGODI'MSOEXCITED butterflies all up in my chest. And also some that are like "oh man, I really hope I don't suddenly develop car sickness and throw up everywhere." or "Don't get too excited, you guys, what if it's not as good as you think it'll be?" - those are the reasonable butterflies.
Okay, starting to sound like a crazy person, I don't think I'll post this one, or at least not all of it.
But then again, I don't like editing and re-editing my posts, they never seem completely me, if I've read through them over and over and pieced them together. I think I'll leave it how it is.
Yep, let's do it.
I'm gonna go read some more True Blood now, I've been trying to read a book a day, seems kinda impressive, but I'd usually read atleast twenty chapters of fanfic which are about ten thousand words each and these books only have like twelve chapters a book, so, so far, so good.
Good God, I hate you, The Sims 3
I bought you ages ago and I've hardly been able to play you. Do you not like World Adventures? Is this what your problem is? If I uninstall it, will you stop being such a jerk? I doubt it, but I'll try, anything to please you, Sims 3.
Nope, you still aren't happy. How are you not "compatible" with the base game? You were made for each other, guy, come on. Soul mates, two peas in a pod, two halves of one soul, all that shizz, that's you and The Sims 3 base game. Why can't you love each other the way I love you?! Why, Sims 3? Why?!
You make me sad face. I don't like to sad face. It distracts me from reading about vampires and makes me focus solely on trying to friggin' fix you, which is seeming impossible at this point.
I'm thinking I'll email EA Games, but the last time I emailed someone about something relating to computers...well, it left me a bit angry. Freakin' Alfredo and his inability to fix my problems. It should even happen, okay, you guys!? Stuff like my True Bloods not playing just shouldn't happen. It makes me very mad.
On a much a happier note, OH MY GOD, GUYS, WOODFORD TOMORROW! FREAKIN' WOODFORD! Kate Miller-Heidke, the girl crush of my life is playing and I'm so excited, I could pee my pants (if I were wearing any. See: Things I do when I'm bored, not numbered, but go to number 9.) So excited!! It's most likely gonna be rainy and floody and muddy, and I'm probably going to slip and fall on my ass, but it'll totally be worth it! And I'm camping with my best bud at Tent City (Yiii!) and I'm super excited as I've only been excited once before in my life and the tents at Tent City are apparently really waterproof and not totally horrible, so that's nice. And hot water, you guys!
Well that's put me in a better mood. Thanks, Kate Miller-Heidke.
Nope, you still aren't happy. How are you not "compatible" with the base game? You were made for each other, guy, come on. Soul mates, two peas in a pod, two halves of one soul, all that shizz, that's you and The Sims 3 base game. Why can't you love each other the way I love you?! Why, Sims 3? Why?!
You make me sad face. I don't like to sad face. It distracts me from reading about vampires and makes me focus solely on trying to friggin' fix you, which is seeming impossible at this point.
I'm thinking I'll email EA Games, but the last time I emailed someone about something relating to computers...well, it left me a bit angry. Freakin' Alfredo and his inability to fix my problems. It should even happen, okay, you guys!? Stuff like my True Bloods not playing just shouldn't happen. It makes me very mad.
On a much a happier note, OH MY GOD, GUYS, WOODFORD TOMORROW! FREAKIN' WOODFORD! Kate Miller-Heidke, the girl crush of my life is playing and I'm so excited, I could pee my pants (if I were wearing any. See: Things I do when I'm bored, not numbered, but go to number 9.) So excited!! It's most likely gonna be rainy and floody and muddy, and I'm probably going to slip and fall on my ass, but it'll totally be worth it! And I'm camping with my best bud at Tent City (Yiii!) and I'm super excited as I've only been excited once before in my life and the tents at Tent City are apparently really waterproof and not totally horrible, so that's nice. And hot water, you guys!
Well that's put me in a better mood. Thanks, Kate Miller-Heidke.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Well, this is...weird
Like alternate bizarro universe kind of weird.
Matt Smith and Billie Piper, in a show together, talking. Not Dr. Who. No Daleks. No Christmas themed alien attacks. Eerie.
So, I'm watching Secret Diary of a Call Girl (yeah, I'm a weirdo like that) and I'm skimming through the ads and I'm all like "wait a minute, Rose, New Doctor? Is this a Dr. who ad? Has the new season finally arrived? Nope. The Doctor is just selling "Hannah" (Rose) a wedding present. Totally normal.
I wonder what they talked about when they weren't filming. Daleks? That would be so weird. But it wouldn't be weird if it was any other actors/actresses that were in the same show/movie and then in another one...maybe its just because I'm obsessed with doctor who. It all seems very wrong, to me. Like Matt King is going to whip out his sonic screwdriver and save Earth or Rose is going to suddenly have I-looked-into-the-time-vortex-and-now-I-can-kill-heaps-of-Daleks powery, lighty eyes powers. Favorite episode OF ALL TIME. Season 1 The Parting of the Ways!
Oh my freakin' god, you guys! They totally banged. That's so so friggin' weird! Why would they want to make me so confused and conflicted?
Matt Smith and Billie Piper, in a show together, talking. Not Dr. Who. No Daleks. No Christmas themed alien attacks. Eerie.
So, I'm watching Secret Diary of a Call Girl (yeah, I'm a weirdo like that) and I'm skimming through the ads and I'm all like "wait a minute, Rose, New Doctor? Is this a Dr. who ad? Has the new season finally arrived? Nope. The Doctor is just selling "Hannah" (Rose) a wedding present. Totally normal.
I wonder what they talked about when they weren't filming. Daleks? That would be so weird. But it wouldn't be weird if it was any other actors/actresses that were in the same show/movie and then in another one...maybe its just because I'm obsessed with doctor who. It all seems very wrong, to me. Like Matt King is going to whip out his sonic screwdriver and save Earth or Rose is going to suddenly have I-looked-into-the-time-vortex-and-now-I-can-kill-heaps-of-Daleks powery, lighty eyes powers. Favorite episode OF ALL TIME. Season 1 The Parting of the Ways!
Oh my freakin' god, you guys! They totally banged. That's so so friggin' weird! Why would they want to make me so confused and conflicted?
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Uncle_Funguz, you are insane, bro
Yes, I'm playing Black Ops again, what of it?
So me and my bro figured out that we could kill zombies online, rather than continuously be thrashed by the hellhounds, and piggy back off of the other guys' success. And possibly stay alive.
Didn't turn out so well. We had no way of communicating with Uncle_Funguz or his associate Uncle_Fungus(2) and this made it very frustrating and difficult to tell them to open doors or ask them how the hell they got so much money?!
Levels 1-6, we managed pretty well, after that, I started dying more often. Things started to get a little scary. Zombies started not wanting to die more and hellhounds were surprisingly abundant. Shit. Got. Real.
Eventually, we couldn't take it anymore.
So when we left, Uncle_Fungunz was like "Awwww! Duuude, come on!" It was hilarious. It's not like they needed us...although we soon figured out that ending our game would end their game and thus stop his streak of not dying every two seconds (as was my record). And all the way to level 11, too.
So me and my bro figured out that we could kill zombies online, rather than continuously be thrashed by the hellhounds, and piggy back off of the other guys' success. And possibly stay alive.
Didn't turn out so well. We had no way of communicating with Uncle_Funguz or his associate Uncle_Fungus(2) and this made it very frustrating and difficult to tell them to open doors or ask them how the hell they got so much money?!
Levels 1-6, we managed pretty well, after that, I started dying more often. Things started to get a little scary. Zombies started not wanting to die more and hellhounds were surprisingly abundant. Shit. Got. Real.
Eventually, we couldn't take it anymore.
So when we left, Uncle_Fungunz was like "Awwww! Duuude, come on!" It was hilarious. It's not like they needed us...although we soon figured out that ending our game would end their game and thus stop his streak of not dying every two seconds (as was my record). And all the way to level 11, too.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Level 5, you are one scary mofo
Freakin' hellhounds, you guys. I dislike level 5 very much so.
Playing Black Ops (Zombies!) and here is an excerpt from a conversation me and my bro had whilst playing.
Me: Ahh! What's coming?!
Bro: Just zombies, Ell.
Me: Just zombies? Seriously?!
Ah, good times!
Don't you love the adrenalin rush that killing zombies gives you? And the crap-your-pants-scared feeling that you get when you know hellhounds are coming for you? Hellhounds are scary, man. All fire-y and fast. At first, I thought they were zombies, on fire, crawling around on the ground.
Quite frightening.
We've only gotten up to level 6 and it's scary as, guys. I've died so many times. And dying is like the least frightening bit. For some reason, the zombies don't care about the dying people...doesn't that make your reason for living even more ridiculous, zombies? I always thought you were after our brains...apparently not, you just enjoy killing innocent russian guys that call you Zom-bitches.
I like Gustof, I don't know if that's his name, but that's what I call the guy that calls the zombies "zom-bitches" and says he's going to "dance in their intestines" and then "fuck them".
He seems like a good guy...and his insults are hilarious.
"I just killed like a million zombies!"
Hah, hilarious. I love this game. Makes me type all fast and energetic like (what with the being terrified and having russian accents.)
Now, to kill more zombies.
UPDATEY: Watching an inside-the-game movie thing where Kennedy and his buds are at the pentagon. Dude, Kennedy is a bad ass. He's like "Ah, it seems the pentagon has been breached by zombies" And I'm all like "You say that very calmly, Mr. President." And bam! double wall swing around thingy and heaps of mothertruckin' guns! HEAPS! He knows how it is.
Playing Black Ops (Zombies!) and here is an excerpt from a conversation me and my bro had whilst playing.
Me: Ahh! What's coming?!
Bro: Just zombies, Ell.
Me: Just zombies? Seriously?!
Ah, good times!
Don't you love the adrenalin rush that killing zombies gives you? And the crap-your-pants-scared feeling that you get when you know hellhounds are coming for you? Hellhounds are scary, man. All fire-y and fast. At first, I thought they were zombies, on fire, crawling around on the ground.
Quite frightening.
We've only gotten up to level 6 and it's scary as, guys. I've died so many times. And dying is like the least frightening bit. For some reason, the zombies don't care about the dying people...doesn't that make your reason for living even more ridiculous, zombies? I always thought you were after our brains...apparently not, you just enjoy killing innocent russian guys that call you Zom-bitches.
I like Gustof, I don't know if that's his name, but that's what I call the guy that calls the zombies "zom-bitches" and says he's going to "dance in their intestines" and then "fuck them".
He seems like a good guy...and his insults are hilarious.
"I just killed like a million zombies!"
Hah, hilarious. I love this game. Makes me type all fast and energetic like (what with the being terrified and having russian accents.)
Now, to kill more zombies.
UPDATEY: Watching an inside-the-game movie thing where Kennedy and his buds are at the pentagon. Dude, Kennedy is a bad ass. He's like "Ah, it seems the pentagon has been breached by zombies" And I'm all like "You say that very calmly, Mr. President." And bam! double wall swing around thingy and heaps of mothertruckin' guns! HEAPS! He knows how it is.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
No thanks! I only cook what Nigella tells me to cook.
Showed him, damn Beyond River Cottage Special man. Him and his intriguing opening line "Christmas time can be a stressful time..." but I didn't hear the rest because I changed the channel too quickly. Damn him!
I feel like I can only trust Nigella with my cooking needs. Every time I've tried to watch another chef they've been stuffing something down something's neck or cooking something that closely resembles vomit, or dirt, or something equally unappetizing.
Nigella knows all. Always.
I feel like I can only trust Nigella with my cooking needs. Every time I've tried to watch another chef they've been stuffing something down something's neck or cooking something that closely resembles vomit, or dirt, or something equally unappetizing.
Nigella knows all. Always.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Well that's just...freaking...awesome
So it seems I've gotten myself some sort of paying job. I'm an entrepeuner or a free lancer or whatever...pretty much I'm starting giving facials to my family members and friends for cheap. Now no one can say little rich girl doesn't work for her money. Although, I'm not sure I know if anyone calling me "little rich girl"...that would be odd.
So back to the beauty biz. Yeah, that's right, little rich girl is a working girl now (not a prostitute) and I'm very excited. A little freaked out too, touching people's faces and what not...it's a bit weird.
Well, I'm sure this was very interesting for everyone involved...sorry.
See you guys in the flip side!
So back to the beauty biz. Yeah, that's right, little rich girl is a working girl now (not a prostitute) and I'm very excited. A little freaked out too, touching people's faces and what not...it's a bit weird.
Well, I'm sure this was very interesting for everyone involved...sorry.
See you guys in the flip side!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Things I do when I'm bored that you should do as well
- make yourself a hot hair mask
- give yourself a facial
- make your own moisturising mask
- count the money in my money hat
- find a hat, put any and all your loose change in it, now you have a money hat
- see how much change you can accumulate in your money hat
- be surprised by how much money is in your money hat
- notice that you no longer hate getting change
- hang out in your underwear
- learn something new
- take the first steps of getting over a fear
- pack for something months in advance
- paint something
- get better at painting
- write a blog post about what you do when your bored
- read the labels on things
- clean
- see how long you can stop thinking for
- focus on something really hard (example. an eraser)
- do things in slow motion
- watch the infomercial channel and buy something you'll never use
- write funny notes and leave them around your house
- watch an entire season of Dr. Who
- rearrange the posters on your wall
- learn the lyrics to rap songs (I could die now, rebirth, mothertrucker. Jump in my spaceship and leave Earth, mothertrucker. -Lil Wayne Drop The World, in my own way.
- go to the park and see if you can run like an over energetic 9 year old
- see how many squats you can do
- make something Magyver style (ie. give yourself a straw, a paper clip and a hair tie and see what you can make)
- learn the lyrics to any song
- do something you can be proud of yourself for
- see all the things you can fix with super glue
- buy a bunch of beads and not know what your going to do with them
- bake cookies
- try something new
- cook something new
- eat something new that you cooked yourself (a good new thing that a lot of people are afraid of - tofu)
- think about something your really excited about
- imagine you were a witch/wizard and what you would do/who you would maim
- if you have any pets, teach them tricks
- expand your underpants/pajamas radius (see HIMYM "The Best Burger in New York" "Lily explained that Marshall's been pretty down lately, without a job. She explained his underpants radius had grown out of control. One day, she came home and he hadn't put on pants all day. It was funny at first, and then one day he opened the door in his underpants to get the paper. Then he went downstairs to get the mail in his underpants. Finally, he went out to dinner in his underpants. "The lower your self-esteem gets," Ted explained. "The greater your underpants radius becomes.""
Minus the low self-esteem part
That's all I've got right now, but I'll add more later.
- give yourself a facial
- make your own moisturising mask
- count the money in my money hat
- find a hat, put any and all your loose change in it, now you have a money hat
- see how much change you can accumulate in your money hat
- be surprised by how much money is in your money hat
- notice that you no longer hate getting change
- hang out in your underwear
- learn something new
- take the first steps of getting over a fear
- pack for something months in advance
- paint something
- get better at painting
- write a blog post about what you do when your bored
- read the labels on things
- clean
- see how long you can stop thinking for
- focus on something really hard (example. an eraser)
- do things in slow motion
- watch the infomercial channel and buy something you'll never use
- write funny notes and leave them around your house
- watch an entire season of Dr. Who
- rearrange the posters on your wall
- learn the lyrics to rap songs (I could die now, rebirth, mothertrucker. Jump in my spaceship and leave Earth, mothertrucker. -Lil Wayne Drop The World, in my own way.
- go to the park and see if you can run like an over energetic 9 year old
- see how many squats you can do
- make something Magyver style (ie. give yourself a straw, a paper clip and a hair tie and see what you can make)
- learn the lyrics to any song
- do something you can be proud of yourself for
- see all the things you can fix with super glue
- buy a bunch of beads and not know what your going to do with them
- bake cookies
- try something new
- cook something new
- eat something new that you cooked yourself (a good new thing that a lot of people are afraid of - tofu)
- think about something your really excited about
- imagine you were a witch/wizard and what you would do/who you would maim
- if you have any pets, teach them tricks
- expand your underpants/pajamas radius (see HIMYM "The Best Burger in New York" "Lily explained that Marshall's been pretty down lately, without a job. She explained his underpants radius had grown out of control. One day, she came home and he hadn't put on pants all day. It was funny at first, and then one day he opened the door in his underpants to get the paper. Then he went downstairs to get the mail in his underpants. Finally, he went out to dinner in his underpants. "The lower your self-esteem gets," Ted explained. "The greater your underpants radius becomes.""
Minus the low self-esteem part
That's all I've got right now, but I'll add more later.
Saturday, December 11, 2010
The terrifying "Scarfish"
"Yeah, there are heaps of starfish around here."
"Scarfish?!!" *run away!*
I'm afraid of fish.
Not all fish, but some fish.
Fish that hide under the sand or fish that look like things and then turn out not to be said things and bite you (stonefish).
So I'm at Moreton Island right now and I went for a swim in the ocean with my bro, his friend, Charl, and my friend, Meg. There were lots of "rocks" in the water and Charl was like "what's with all these rocks?" and some girl said "there are heaps of starfish around here." and I thought she said "scarfish and I freaked out and ran out if the water, which is very hard to do when in the ocean as there is water all around and currents and my overall lack of swimming skill when I am scared.
So, don't know if a "scarfish" is a real fish, but if it is I'm sure it will terrify me, just based on the name. What? It's a scary name...
Pat and Charl had quite a lot of fun with my fear of "scarfish" and by association starfish too. Always with the "what's that on the sand?!" and me screaming and jumping on Charl's back and him trying to dump me off and me holding on for dear life, therefore making it near impossible for him to get me off his back. Good times!
Anyway, I took some photos (on my new iPhone 4!), but I only brought my iPad, so I'll put those up when I get back on wednesday.
Laters homies.
"Scarfish?!!" *run away!*
I'm afraid of fish.
Not all fish, but some fish.
Fish that hide under the sand or fish that look like things and then turn out not to be said things and bite you (stonefish).
So I'm at Moreton Island right now and I went for a swim in the ocean with my bro, his friend, Charl, and my friend, Meg. There were lots of "rocks" in the water and Charl was like "what's with all these rocks?" and some girl said "there are heaps of starfish around here." and I thought she said "scarfish and I freaked out and ran out if the water, which is very hard to do when in the ocean as there is water all around and currents and my overall lack of swimming skill when I am scared.
So, don't know if a "scarfish" is a real fish, but if it is I'm sure it will terrify me, just based on the name. What? It's a scary name...
Pat and Charl had quite a lot of fun with my fear of "scarfish" and by association starfish too. Always with the "what's that on the sand?!" and me screaming and jumping on Charl's back and him trying to dump me off and me holding on for dear life, therefore making it near impossible for him to get me off his back. Good times!
Anyway, I took some photos (on my new iPhone 4!), but I only brought my iPad, so I'll put those up when I get back on wednesday.
Laters homies.
There is super glue on my finger, I almost permanently attached my hand to a magnet
I have super glue in my room purely because super glue is like hot glue, but doesn't require electricity. I did not think of how I will inadvertently glue something to myself at some point if there is super glue in my room. I was fine up until now, careless and dangerous, but fine all the same.
I use super glue for all sorts of things I probably shouldn't use it for. Fixing clothes (but now I have my sewing machine, so super glue is only for emergencies), fixing random bits and bobs, attaching things to other things, fixing my furniture. I like to fix a lot of things. My Dad is none the wiser.
This super glue on my finger is feeling weird, I keep rubbing my other finger on my thumb and being all "What? Is my skin peeling off?" nope, just super glue ...I don't know how I'm going to get it off...I would imagine oil might get it off...we'll see.
In other news, the spider in my tub is still there, it didn't move for about two hours and I was pretty sure it was dead. It's moved now. Definitely alive. Welp, no shower for me tonight.
Goodie.
I wrote a note for any unsuspecting (and lurking in my room) patrons so as not to get them eaten by my spider guard.
It says "There is possibly a very large spider in this bathroom. I would not advice entering unless under severe circumstances. (ie. earthquake, flood, FIRE!
Although I don't know how my bathroom would be of any use to you in these situations.)
Yours sincerely,
The Spider Queen"
Maybe I'll suck it up and try and release it without killing it; I need to keep my rein of The Spider Queen
-The Spider Queen
UPDATE: I've discovered that it moves in the darkness and is surprisingly fast. Scarily fast.
It went from crawling up the wall.
To the other side of the bathtub in the span of me taking a photo of the note on the door which was in the same room.
There he is by the glass door thingy
Freaked out and keeping my bathroom door closed. No saviour for scary looking spider. Sorry.
I use super glue for all sorts of things I probably shouldn't use it for. Fixing clothes (but now I have my sewing machine, so super glue is only for emergencies), fixing random bits and bobs, attaching things to other things, fixing my furniture. I like to fix a lot of things. My Dad is none the wiser.
This super glue on my finger is feeling weird, I keep rubbing my other finger on my thumb and being all "What? Is my skin peeling off?" nope, just super glue ...I don't know how I'm going to get it off...I would imagine oil might get it off...we'll see.
In other news, the spider in my tub is still there, it didn't move for about two hours and I was pretty sure it was dead. It's moved now. Definitely alive. Welp, no shower for me tonight.
Goodie.
I wrote a note for any unsuspecting (and lurking in my room) patrons so as not to get them eaten by my spider guard.
It says "There is possibly a very large spider in this bathroom. I would not advice entering unless under severe circumstances. (ie. earthquake, flood, FIRE!
Although I don't know how my bathroom would be of any use to you in these situations.)
Yours sincerely,
The Spider Queen"
Maybe I'll suck it up and try and release it without killing it; I need to keep my rein of The Spider Queen
-The Spider Queen
UPDATE: I've discovered that it moves in the darkness and is surprisingly fast. Scarily fast.
It went from crawling up the wall.
To the other side of the bathtub in the span of me taking a photo of the note on the door which was in the same room.
There he is by the glass door thingy
Freaked out and keeping my bathroom door closed. No saviour for scary looking spider. Sorry.
Friday, December 10, 2010
I am not The Spider Queen
Okay, spiders, seriously? You're about to cross a line that you can't return from, and that line is that there are too many freakin' spiders in my room and I'm about to go Peter Pan on your asses (I like this Peter Pan analogy, you can decide for yourself what it mean) and you'll die, and I'll be sad, and I'll feel guilty, and you'll still be dead.
I saved a spider a while ago and now the spiders seem to be congregating around me. They are growing in size and numbers. Last week, there were probably three daddy long legs, then there was a smallish huntsman, then there was this large ass huntsman outside my mum's room (at a different house to the one I am at now) and now there is a quite threateningly scary large huntsman in my bathtub. I don't know how you got through my window...
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, SPIDERS? I DON'T UNDERSTAND!
Ever since I saved that freaking spider from getting drowned and stopped my spider killing spree (that was a few months ago), the spiders seem to have named me their queen. I'd be alright with that if they would freakin' tell me and not just randomly turn up and expect something from me that I have no idea how to give them. Do you want food? I'll give you food if you don't bite me (and I somehow manage to catch flies with my bare hands). Or maybe you can be my protectors? Save me from mosquitos and keep watch over my stuff while I'm at Moreton. I'd quite like that.
I'm not sure if threateningly scary large huntsman is even alive. He hasn't moved in twenty minutes...Maybe he's stuck in the tub? I sure as truck ain't gonna be saving his freaky ass. No siree.
...Actually I might. I'd rather like to be the spider queen... But I'll get a box and release him into the wild.
I better do that before Laura gets home...she truckin' hates spiders.
Wish me luck
-The Spider Queen
I saved a spider a while ago and now the spiders seem to be congregating around me. They are growing in size and numbers. Last week, there were probably three daddy long legs, then there was a smallish huntsman, then there was this large ass huntsman outside my mum's room (at a different house to the one I am at now) and now there is a quite threateningly scary large huntsman in my bathtub. I don't know how you got through my window...
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME, SPIDERS? I DON'T UNDERSTAND!
Ever since I saved that freaking spider from getting drowned and stopped my spider killing spree (that was a few months ago), the spiders seem to have named me their queen. I'd be alright with that if they would freakin' tell me and not just randomly turn up and expect something from me that I have no idea how to give them. Do you want food? I'll give you food if you don't bite me (and I somehow manage to catch flies with my bare hands). Or maybe you can be my protectors? Save me from mosquitos and keep watch over my stuff while I'm at Moreton. I'd quite like that.
I'm not sure if threateningly scary large huntsman is even alive. He hasn't moved in twenty minutes...Maybe he's stuck in the tub? I sure as truck ain't gonna be saving his freaky ass. No siree.
...Actually I might. I'd rather like to be the spider queen... But I'll get a box and release him into the wild.
I better do that before Laura gets home...she truckin' hates spiders.
Wish me luck
-The Spider Queen
Appreciating lettuce
I love lettuce. (Yes that's my nutritious meal of choice) My fake Grandpa, Doug, (long story) has a veggie patch and it's like amazing. It's all orderly and pretty and he has so much stuff growing. I want a veggie patch that I can get most of my veggies from.
Anyway, went over to see him and fake Grandma, Bev, yesterday and got ourselves some fresh as they come lettuce. I'm going to start talking about lettuce and I can guarantee it will weird some people out, just btdubs.
I enjoy lettuce on it's own more than in a salad, I don't think people truly appreciate lettuce or how it tastes. It's more a filler salad to most people.
My mum showed me this thing called "Mindful eating" and it's pretty much where you notice stuff about your food and stops people from going all peter pan on their food and gorging like nobodies business. (I don't know where that peter pan analogy came from, it just seemed right) So I like to eat lettuce mindfully to further notice the lettucy goodness of it.
Lettuce can be eaten several ways (top to bottom, bottom upwards, sliced, sideways, etc, etc), I eat my lettuce nearly always bottom upwards (white bit to leafy bits), you get the awesome crunch of the white bit (I should find out what that's actually called...) and then the texture of all the leafy bits being crammed into your mouth at the same time. It's an intense eating experience. (note: cramming the leafy bits into your mouth isn't considered mindful eating by most experts, but I think it still is, you get a different kind of enjoyment than to eating it slowly)
Well, I'm done talking about lettuce now...that was strange.
P.S. OMG just remembered it's Shark Week. Merry Shark Week!
Anyway, went over to see him and fake Grandma, Bev, yesterday and got ourselves some fresh as they come lettuce. I'm going to start talking about lettuce and I can guarantee it will weird some people out, just btdubs.
I enjoy lettuce on it's own more than in a salad, I don't think people truly appreciate lettuce or how it tastes. It's more a filler salad to most people.
My mum showed me this thing called "Mindful eating" and it's pretty much where you notice stuff about your food and stops people from going all peter pan on their food and gorging like nobodies business. (I don't know where that peter pan analogy came from, it just seemed right) So I like to eat lettuce mindfully to further notice the lettucy goodness of it.
Lettuce can be eaten several ways (top to bottom, bottom upwards, sliced, sideways, etc, etc), I eat my lettuce nearly always bottom upwards (white bit to leafy bits), you get the awesome crunch of the white bit (I should find out what that's actually called...) and then the texture of all the leafy bits being crammed into your mouth at the same time. It's an intense eating experience. (note: cramming the leafy bits into your mouth isn't considered mindful eating by most experts, but I think it still is, you get a different kind of enjoyment than to eating it slowly)
Well, I'm done talking about lettuce now...that was strange.
P.S. OMG just remembered it's Shark Week. Merry Shark Week!
Candy canes do not hold enough nutritional value to keep me sustained
And this upsets me because I friggin' love candy canes. It's like after every Christmas I forget that candy canes exist and then Christmas comes along and I see all the trees and pretty lights and Santa being all creepy and I suddenly realise that candy canes are a thing and are awesome and go insane with candy cane hunger.
The candy canes came late this Christmas; usually they're out and about before school ends so those people can buy the mini ones and hand them out so they can feel good about themselves, but no, not until the 9th of December did I see a candy cane. Such sadness in the now candy cane filled world.
I like the rainbow ones that taste kinda like bananas and also kinda like pure sugar.
I also like the mint ones, gotta keep it classic.
I just remembered why I wrote this post...I was eating candy canes (mint ones) and my tum tum was all "FEEED MEEE!" and I was like "Say wuuuuut? I've been eating candy canes all morning." and now I've realised that I cant just continuously eat candy canes and expect to not die, I have to eat real foods. The horror. So now I'm gonna go rustle me up some fuds and then maybes go for a run to burn off all the candy cane goodness (that would be quite a long run).
Merry Jebus month!
The candy canes came late this Christmas; usually they're out and about before school ends so those people can buy the mini ones and hand them out so they can feel good about themselves, but no, not until the 9th of December did I see a candy cane. Such sadness in the now candy cane filled world.
I like the rainbow ones that taste kinda like bananas and also kinda like pure sugar.
I also like the mint ones, gotta keep it classic.
I just remembered why I wrote this post...I was eating candy canes (mint ones) and my tum tum was all "FEEED MEEE!" and I was like "Say wuuuuut? I've been eating candy canes all morning." and now I've realised that I cant just continuously eat candy canes and expect to not die, I have to eat real foods. The horror. So now I'm gonna go rustle me up some fuds and then maybes go for a run to burn off all the candy cane goodness (that would be quite a long run).
Merry Jebus month!
Christmas lights adventure!
Last night my fam' and I went out Christmas light hunting. So many pretty lights!
I got some better photos of the one I was talking about before.
We walked through it, like literally through it. It was awesome. I was so excited I was vibrating and unable to take a stable photograph...yeah, that's my excuse...
Some were uniform and pretty (and had trees in the way)
And some were pretty much like "what were you thinking when you put this up?" Oh my whole street is doing it, I'll just put a some up in a completely disorderly fashion so I can feel included
Again. Why?
Puurty. Not really sure what's going on in the left half though...
I got some better photos of the one I was talking about before.
We walked through it, like literally through it. It was awesome. I was so excited I was vibrating and unable to take a stable photograph...yeah, that's my excuse...
Some were uniform and pretty (and had trees in the way)
And some were pretty much like "what were you thinking when you put this up?" Oh my whole street is doing it, I'll just put a some up in a completely disorderly fashion so I can feel included
Again. Why?
Puurty. Not really sure what's going on in the left half though...
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Tea shop fun times!
The Tea Centre!
Atmosphere of before mentioned Tea Shoppe
So much tea! So delicious.
They had grow lights and plants at the place across from us! How sweet is that? It has an awesome name too:
You can't see the 'M', but I'm pretty sure it was called "Vampiano". Vamp bar, maybe?
This guy was humorous. He obviously didn't understand his iphone.
Pretty Christmas tree while waiting for my mother.
They call this a "Tall"?! Psha.
Lady sitting near me. Too grumpy to notice I'm taking photos of her...
My awesome harem pants
Photos from helping my bro clean the garage
I took a picture of this puddle because it looks like a llama. Look at it's happy little ears!
These are chillies that my neighbour has planted that have come through our fence. I like to call them "Free chillies!" Even though I don't like spicy food...
Struggling to get the friggin' pressure washer to turn the truck on!
A ginormious spider I saw.
OH MY GOD, SANTA'S WALKING TOWARDS ME! GO AWAY SANTA!
Don't the old guys in santa suits creep you out? They creep me out... Walking around all jolly and whatnot. I plan to get a picture with Santa this Christmas. I'll convince (black mail) my best friend into getting it with me. Shall be fun and a little weird... Maybe we'll pick a super jolly Santa, or maybe the creepiest of them all? Hmm...so manny choices.
LOOK HOW JOLLY I AM, I'M NOT CREEPY AT ALL! AM I?!?!
Here are some funny pictures I took today to control all the creepiness that's going on in this post.
You can't really see it, but it says The Beast and it's written in the dirt on the car
Har har, you people fail
It's probs the best...we don't really know...
LOOK HOW JOLLY I AM, I'M NOT CREEPY AT ALL! AM I?!?!
Here are some funny pictures I took today to control all the creepiness that's going on in this post.
You can't really see it, but it says The Beast and it's written in the dirt on the car
Har har, you people fail
It's probs the best...we don't really know...
Whoops, don't have my face stuff for unknown reasons, what am I to do?
I've been thinking recently about how long I would last without my cleanser and moisturizer (before I went on a homicidal rampage) and I'm going to Moreton island on Saturday, so I'm thinking I'll blog about that for anyone who may have forgotten their facial shizz on holiday or used them up and can't get more for reasons unknown to me.
These are mostly just useful for people with dry skin (also sensitive skin) except for the cleansing part...so just the moisturizing bit.
Cleansing bit!
If you're staying in a hotel or at home you will more than likely have a washcloth or a towel.
Steam thy face
Turn the tap on as hot as you can bear it and soak the washcloth/a square of the towel and squeeze all the water out of it. Lay it on your face and wait until it goes coldish.
Ta da! Clean face
Explorer exfoliating
Use the towel you used before (after rinsing it). Place in hand. Place hand with towel on face. Rub lightly in a circular motion.
Explorer exfoliating complete! Cleaner face achieved!
Moisturizing bit!
Hopefully you are able to purchase honey somewhere…otherwise this is pointless, and eggs would also be helpful.
Honey mask
Heat honey in microwave (or I’m sure room temperature honey will work the same) until warmish and apply a small amount to the facial area. Do not put near eyes. Honey is not very nice in the eyes. Wash honey off with a washcloth (steaming will probs help with the removal of the stickiness).
And there you have it, a moisturized face.
Honey and egg mask (for especially dry skin)
Egg, honey. Put together. Mix. Apply to face. Wash off. Done!
That’s pretty much all I’ve got. I wouldn’t recommend using the moisturizer or soap that they have in hotels, pretty likely for you to have a reaction to it.
These are mostly just useful for people with dry skin (also sensitive skin) except for the cleansing part...so just the moisturizing bit.
Cleansing bit!
If you're staying in a hotel or at home you will more than likely have a washcloth or a towel.
Steam thy face
Turn the tap on as hot as you can bear it and soak the washcloth/a square of the towel and squeeze all the water out of it. Lay it on your face and wait until it goes coldish.
Ta da! Clean face
Explorer exfoliating
Use the towel you used before (after rinsing it). Place in hand. Place hand with towel on face. Rub lightly in a circular motion.
Explorer exfoliating complete! Cleaner face achieved!
Moisturizing bit!
Hopefully you are able to purchase honey somewhere…otherwise this is pointless, and eggs would also be helpful.
Honey mask
Heat honey in microwave (or I’m sure room temperature honey will work the same) until warmish and apply a small amount to the facial area. Do not put near eyes. Honey is not very nice in the eyes. Wash honey off with a washcloth (steaming will probs help with the removal of the stickiness).
And there you have it, a moisturized face.
Honey and egg mask (for especially dry skin)
Egg, honey. Put together. Mix. Apply to face. Wash off. Done!
That’s pretty much all I’ve got. I wouldn’t recommend using the moisturizer or soap that they have in hotels, pretty likely for you to have a reaction to it.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Eye contact eye contact eye contact
You know those people that just stare right into your eyes? They freak me out. My math teacher sometimes just stops talking and stares at people. It's weird. Not threateningly, just like "Um...What was I talking about? Do you know?" And then he'll realise and stop being creepy with his blank unblinking stare.
Staring right back at the people is always fun, that's what I do in math. Stare right back, just as unblinkingly.
In other news, I now tweet. Feel free to check it out and possibly follow me, maybe? Because I have literally no idea how many people actually read this blog...not sure I want to know, but I kinda do as well...So follow me, please?
@EllieSelf
Staring right back at the people is always fun, that's what I do in math. Stare right back, just as unblinkingly.
In other news, I now tweet. Feel free to check it out and possibly follow me, maybe? Because I have literally no idea how many people actually read this blog...not sure I want to know, but I kinda do as well...So follow me, please?
@EllieSelf
Monday, December 6, 2010
Freakin’ out really hard
Oh my God, you guys, I'm freakin' out over her. Got a new sewing machine for Christmas (yeah, it's not Christmas yet, I don't care, THIS IS MORE IMPORTANT THAN CHRISTMAS!).
You guys, it has so many friggin' different stitches, like a million. Guys, seriously, it has a frikkin' crocodile stitch. I should not be able to make little crocodiles on my sewing machine.
Non-sewers, you won't understand why I'm freaking out so hard. Sewing crocodiles hands-free is like witchcraft to me. It shouldn't be possible and I don't understand how it is.
I was crying before because of all the stitches. Tears of joy and fear. I have no idea what I'm going to do with a crocodile stitch...Except put one on every thing I make! And probably just random objects as well.
I can also sew little heart lines. Insanity! Except really cool, I can't wait to sew love hearts on EVERYTHING and crocodiles.
You guys, it has so many friggin' different stitches, like a million. Guys, seriously, it has a frikkin' crocodile stitch. I should not be able to make little crocodiles on my sewing machine.
Non-sewers, you won't understand why I'm freaking out so hard. Sewing crocodiles hands-free is like witchcraft to me. It shouldn't be possible and I don't understand how it is.
I was crying before because of all the stitches. Tears of joy and fear. I have no idea what I'm going to do with a crocodile stitch...Except put one on every thing I make! And probably just random objects as well.
I can also sew little heart lines. Insanity! Except really cool, I can't wait to sew love hearts on EVERYTHING and crocodiles.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
SHARK!!
Shark Week has started, my friends. My bro, Charl (cool guy) and myself are playing a Shark Week drinking games. Whenever there is a shark on the screen, anyone says shark or the word "shark" is displayed we drink. First person to say yell "SHARK!!" whenever there is a shark doesn't drink and the other two do.
That didn't go so well as there was shark on the screen pretty much non stop and everyone was starting to feel sick and taking smaller and smaller sips.
Then we played that whenever someone said "shark" or it is displayed on the screen drinks. I won. I have mad reaction time.
I stopped after that as I'm on antibiotics and shouldn't be drinking anyway. So now Pat and Charl are battling out for who is the Shark Week Champion. Although, we won't know until Saturday, I think I'll win.
That didn't go so well as there was shark on the screen pretty much non stop and everyone was starting to feel sick and taking smaller and smaller sips.
Then we played that whenever someone said "shark" or it is displayed on the screen drinks. I won. I have mad reaction time.
I stopped after that as I'm on antibiotics and shouldn't be drinking anyway. So now Pat and Charl are battling out for who is the Shark Week Champion. Although, we won't know until Saturday, I think I'll win.
Tapping outside the window
Something or someone is tapping on the window next to me, I think it's my brother messing with me, but I can't be sure. I tried looking out, but it's really glarey and hard to see, also I feel silly looking out the window if he's out there...and I would freak out if I looked out and saw an axe murderer of something staring back at me.
Now I really want to go somewhere else or slam the window open and poke ol' Mr. Stabby out there, that'll learn 'em.
I'm thinking I'll just wait it out and keep trying to see who/what is out there until my brother comes back to his room. We were supposed to be hangin'/possibly watching Eclipse as he hasn't seen it and we want to laugh at RPattz's facial expressions and Taylor saying he's "Hotter than" RPattz. Which is really opinion based. I'd say Taylor is more conventionally attractive, but RPattz in my opinion is "hotter". Taylor knows too well how hot he is.
Wow, I just started jabbering about RPattz and Taylor Lautner...
Well might as well talk about Eclipse then. I got the DVD the same day it came out (because I'm crazy like that) and watched it once normally and then again with commentary by RPattz and KStew. It was hilarious. They didn't even talk about the movie most of the time, just chatting. Spoiler. RPattz says "Boobs" three times. I'm such a freak for knowing that.
Well, I'm gonna go fetch Mr. Stabby and possibly stab whoever is outside my window...Watch out, brother o' mine.
Now I really want to go somewhere else or slam the window open and poke ol' Mr. Stabby out there, that'll learn 'em.
I'm thinking I'll just wait it out and keep trying to see who/what is out there until my brother comes back to his room. We were supposed to be hangin'/possibly watching Eclipse as he hasn't seen it and we want to laugh at RPattz's facial expressions and Taylor saying he's "Hotter than" RPattz. Which is really opinion based. I'd say Taylor is more conventionally attractive, but RPattz in my opinion is "hotter". Taylor knows too well how hot he is.
Wow, I just started jabbering about RPattz and Taylor Lautner...
Well might as well talk about Eclipse then. I got the DVD the same day it came out (because I'm crazy like that) and watched it once normally and then again with commentary by RPattz and KStew. It was hilarious. They didn't even talk about the movie most of the time, just chatting. Spoiler. RPattz says "Boobs" three times. I'm such a freak for knowing that.
Well, I'm gonna go fetch Mr. Stabby and possibly stab whoever is outside my window...Watch out, brother o' mine.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Suddenly not stressed anymore
So school finished on Thursday and I suddenly feel a lot happier. I thought it was to do with sewing and riding my horse, since I hadn't seen him in ages, but I've realised that it was not going to school that has caused me to be virtually stress free.
I cleaned out my locker on Thursday and throughout the second semester I have been collecting water bottles. Most times I bought a bottle of water I would just chuck it in my locker and leave it there. They were useful, I never went thirsty in class. By the end of the year it was getting to the point where I could hardly fit my bag in. I took them all out and I had 19 bottles. I took a picture too!
I don't think you can see them all...
I cleaned out my locker on Thursday and throughout the second semester I have been collecting water bottles. Most times I bought a bottle of water I would just chuck it in my locker and leave it there. They were useful, I never went thirsty in class. By the end of the year it was getting to the point where I could hardly fit my bag in. I took them all out and I had 19 bottles. I took a picture too!
I don't think you can see them all...
Friday, December 3, 2010
Ooh! Pretty lights!
Look at the lights! They're so shiny!
Last night there was a sign that said "Christmas lights this way" and we were like "Oh shiiiiiit! We have to get all up in that!"
It was so worth being 20mins late for the party. Soooo worth it.
There were lights friggin' everywhere and angels! Sparkly angels on wires that descended and ascended over a freakin' lake and the whole frickin' house was lit up too.
I'm serious, guys, brightness everywhere. I wish I could have gotten more photos. I think I'll just walk over there and hang out until it gets dark, just to stare at the prettiness.
Fabric shopping!
I'm tired and have the beginings of a headache, but I'm going fabric shopping and fabric shopping brings me imense joy. Amounts of joy that you mere non sewing mortals can not comprehend. So much exitement that I dont know what to do with it.
I'm going to buy some vinyl and see if I can possibly sew it and make myself a toiletries bag, and I'm going to get some thick knit fabric and make a shoulder bag. I'll also probably buy some regular fabric and make a shirt or something.
It's the holidays so now I have too much time on my hands and I think I'll fill that time with furthering my sewing skills and make various small things. I can't wait. I literally am in love with sewing. I fully get into the zone and hours feel like minutes. It's awesome.
Just left Spotlight (isn't it the best place ever?) and I spent over $100 on fabric and the same on scissors, thread and zips. I was very suprised about the zips.
I'm very excited because I bought some pinking shears and can't wait to use them. I'm more excited about scissors than I think anyone has ever been at this moment.
I ended up getting more fabric than I thought I would (who can resist pretty fabric?). I got 3m of a khaki coloured fabric for a shirt, 2m of a thicker "furniture fabric" for a bag and 4 more metres of different coloured vynil. Excited.
I don't get why there's a "Furniture fabric" section away from the "Fabric" section. Shouldn't it be in the same section? and does it matter that it's not supposed to be used to make bags if that's what I want to use it for? I feel like the higher up sewing connoisseurs are forcing us to only use "furniture fabric" for furniture and nothing else. Ever.
I'm going to buy some vinyl and see if I can possibly sew it and make myself a toiletries bag, and I'm going to get some thick knit fabric and make a shoulder bag. I'll also probably buy some regular fabric and make a shirt or something.
It's the holidays so now I have too much time on my hands and I think I'll fill that time with furthering my sewing skills and make various small things. I can't wait. I literally am in love with sewing. I fully get into the zone and hours feel like minutes. It's awesome.
Just left Spotlight (isn't it the best place ever?) and I spent over $100 on fabric and the same on scissors, thread and zips. I was very suprised about the zips.
I'm very excited because I bought some pinking shears and can't wait to use them. I'm more excited about scissors than I think anyone has ever been at this moment.
I ended up getting more fabric than I thought I would (who can resist pretty fabric?). I got 3m of a khaki coloured fabric for a shirt, 2m of a thicker "furniture fabric" for a bag and 4 more metres of different coloured vynil. Excited.
I don't get why there's a "Furniture fabric" section away from the "Fabric" section. Shouldn't it be in the same section? and does it matter that it's not supposed to be used to make bags if that's what I want to use it for? I feel like the higher up sewing connoisseurs are forcing us to only use "furniture fabric" for furniture and nothing else. Ever.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Free pizza! And it's only like three hours late! Sick!
Yeah, so we ordered pizza like three hours ago. And now it's here. They called us half an hour ago being all "Oh, the...system screwed up. Your pizza will be ready in half an hour" Um...okay, your story checks out, I guess.
And so we got it and it was free! How awesome.
I was kind of hungry three hours ago...but oh well. Free pizza, guys!
I'm gonna go eat my free pizza and drink my free coke.
Night.
And so we got it and it was free! How awesome.
I was kind of hungry three hours ago...but oh well. Free pizza, guys!
I'm gonna go eat my free pizza and drink my free coke.
Night.
Oh my God, you guys! Check out my new calendar!
Ahhhh! Freakin' True Blood, you guys! Love love love love.
Anyway, tomorrow is my last day and two of my classes are having party things and for my English party I'm bringing salsa (my friend is bringing doritos) and I'm bringing chips to my Art party. Excited. Mainly about the calendar...but whatevs.
Blogging in Art
I'm blogging in Art right now and I have very little to talk about...We have one day after this before holidays and I keep realising this and freaking out really hard.
I'm all like "OMG only one more day of waking up at 7am!AAAAAAAH!" and then I run around in circles until I fall over and forget that there's only one more freaking day! and so the cycle repeats itself.
I'm gonna go do some art now...Laters
I'm all like "OMG only one more day of waking up at 7am!AAAAAAAH!" and then I run around in circles until I fall over and forget that there's only one more freaking day! and so the cycle repeats itself.
I'm gonna go do some art now...Laters
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