I feel so very very shit
I have been on the internet for four fucking hours doing absolutely fucking nothing
I could have read a fucking book in all this time. So why the hell do I stay?
What keeps me here?
It's just a wait. A wait a wait a wast a waste a waiste a waste of time.
ruining my posture curling in to a deformed freak with spinal issues and dead pale skin and ugh fuck
sick of it sick of it I don't know what I want any more, I don't think I ever did, I'm so confused and annoyed and I go from being magnificently, wildly happy and ecstatic and overjoyed to miserable and confused and helpless and hopeless and angry and tired and swearing too much.
I can't seem to stay happy for long.
Things make me happy, I am happy for a little while but then I just sink back in to this misery and pessimism and baww baww my life is so hard because I have nothing to do, baww baww I have a roof over my head and an internet connection and food to eat my life is so fucking difficult god I want to just kill myself because my life is so fucking hard you know, I have so many fucking problems you know?
fuck it.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND. This mindset here, this mood, this is a night time thing, it arrives at night and stays and I am just in this black mood, hating everything, fucking miserable and not knowing why, then by the next day I'm fine and it's like this part of me that gets so bleak is a detached part of my mind, ugh.
I do not see how someone could be happy all the time. And I do not feel like I am a person who has issues. There are people who quite distinctly are depressed, have issues, and what the hell am I? I feel like I need some sort of sticker slapped to my forehead for me to be able to know if there's something wrong with me. Like "HELP ME HELP ME! LABEL ME DIAGNOSE ME I WANT TO BE A SPECIAL PERSON! LAVISH ME WITH ATTENTION BECAUSE I'M SO MESSED UP!"
There's nothing fucking wrong with me apart from the fact that I fucking hate myself and I am worthless and inadequate and useless and ugh ugh what the hell what does any of this mean it doesn't mean ANYTHING because once I have slept it is GONE until the next night. This self-loathing. What the fuck is it? It's the manifestation of loneliness and isolation and misery and fear and insecurity all mashed in to one with the catalyst of boredom and a dull dull life and a stupid dull brain that cannot think of anything interesting to do because it's so fucking fixated with a few particular things.
you should not take heed to any of this, I don't think, well I don't know. Someone said to me that maybe it is valid. If it keeps happening. Maybe she is right I don't know. She also says that I look sheepish a lot of the time and dammit that is true too.
Also; I'm not making any sense. Also; no one really reads this blog that much but um I guess that's why it's good. It's just good to vent and it doesn't really matter if people see it or not. It's practically incoherent anyway.
I very much dislike not knowing what I feel. I question my every emotion and my every thought. What does it mean? Do I really feel that way? Am I really miserable/depressed, or do I just need to sleep? Is it love, or toxic radiation? (It's both, but who cares.)
So I drown my thoughts in internet bullshit to while away the hours and I just fucking sit here vegetating and dying and wishing there was something I could do and when I'm here by myself there's fucking nothing to live for, it's when I am out doing stuff that there are things. Actually I don't have to do anything I just have to be away from here.
I don't know what any of this means it's all shit.
I need some sort of direction or guidance because I'm totally useless at running my own life. Other people have already got it down fucking fine by my age because they're mature, responsible, intelligent, empathetic kind people but I'm just a piece of shit.
I am a contradiction. In those stupid online personality quiz things, that say stuff like "tick true or false: I prefer to spend time alone" or "I am happiest as the centre of attention at a party", I always go to "I prefer to spend time alone."
Well actually, I have come to learn that I really fucking don't.
I'd prefer to be alone than with a bunch of annoying people that I do not get along with, but it is my friends that keep me fucking sane, or insane, or somewhat stable, I don't know.
I don't want to be the centre of fucking attention but shit I just want someone to talk to.
LOOK AT HOW FUCKING ELOQUENT I AM. I SWEAR ALL THE FUCKING TIME. WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN.
I disgust myself I am miserable I am useless I wish I could believe people when they tell me I am a good person or not inadequate I wish I could
basically: I am a stupid teenager with emotions, news at e-fucking-leven.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
the world had a short-lived infatuation with blogspot.
All the blogs I follow haven't been updated for a year. =\
I think it's because it's a bit isolated, really. There really isn't much of a sense of community at all. I think that may be important?
Anyway, I'm desperately bored. So I am writing on this because I have no one to talk to.
Why is no one on skype? Actually no one.
I mean, I don't honestly care about the fact that there is no one because I cannot talk to anyone, I mean I care because I only want to talk to one person and I haven't talked to her in about a week. Probably over a week. And she isn't online. And since the start of holidays I keep just staying on the internet whiling away the hours in a bored stupor and she never comes online and I have had Beatles songs stuck in my head for about three days straight. Incessantly. Just all these different songs changing but never leaving. And she's the only person I talk to on skype and the only reason I keep skype open pretty much perpetually.
And I dyed my hair red. It's cool.
I need social interaction with my friends okay
I'm going insane, also.
I'm turning in to Niles Crane. Well actually I already have. Hmm.
fucking hell fucking hell fucking hell.
The most tiny things can drive me insane! I don't mean that in a negative way; it's just something I've learned. It doesn't take much to put me in a complete state of delirious delight.
I mean. It takes next to NOTHING. The tiniest, most miniscule thing and I'll be a mess. Complete mess all over the place. Total nutter. Utterly hopeless.
It has been eight months. Of not knowing. And of confusion. And of over-analysing and trying to look at things in a non-biased, non-judgemental, totally neutral point of view, which is of course completely hopeless because I am in no way non-biased or non-judgemental, my judgement is clouded completely by my own delusions and thoughts and obsessions etc.
God help me.
Seriously. HELP ME. I'M A MESS. A TOTAL UTTER WRECK THAT KEEPS DYING AND MELTING AND EXPLODING AND GRINNING AND DYING AGAIN AND OH GOD HELP ME. HELP ME.
THROW ME A FUCKING BONE, HERE! I CANNOT TAKE ANYTHING AS EVIDENCE, THIS IS UTTERLY VITAL. I NEED SOMETHING REALLY FUCKING OBVIOUS BEFORE I WILL LET MYSELF THINK, THINK AT ALL THAT THERE MIGHT BE A CHANCE OF SUCH A THING HAPPENING.
THOUGH I DOUBT IT. I really fucking do. I'm so completely utterly incomparably inadequate.
and I want to say just as much, I want to say everything, but I refuse to because I believe that even the slightest hint will be too obvious.
Though, honestly? At this point in time? I think it's probably pretty fucking obvious, the way I've been behaving. (Ie like a completely infatuated idiot.)
And yet.
What happens if I'm wrong.
Then I'm just really fucking screwed because there's no way this can be anything other than disastrous.
I just wish I knew. I don't want much, really. I just. I just. I just.
I mean, god, if I'm not wrong, then I will look like a massive creep of an obsessive lunatic.
Hmm. Hmmrightwell. Hmm hmm hmmmmmmmmm.
What in the everloving name of fuck should I do?
I think it's because it's a bit isolated, really. There really isn't much of a sense of community at all. I think that may be important?
Anyway, I'm desperately bored. So I am writing on this because I have no one to talk to.
Why is no one on skype? Actually no one.
I mean, I don't honestly care about the fact that there is no one because I cannot talk to anyone, I mean I care because I only want to talk to one person and I haven't talked to her in about a week. Probably over a week. And she isn't online. And since the start of holidays I keep just staying on the internet whiling away the hours in a bored stupor and she never comes online and I have had Beatles songs stuck in my head for about three days straight. Incessantly. Just all these different songs changing but never leaving. And she's the only person I talk to on skype and the only reason I keep skype open pretty much perpetually.
And I dyed my hair red. It's cool.
I need social interaction with my friends okay
I'm going insane, also.
I'm turning in to Niles Crane. Well actually I already have. Hmm.
fucking hell fucking hell fucking hell.
The most tiny things can drive me insane! I don't mean that in a negative way; it's just something I've learned. It doesn't take much to put me in a complete state of delirious delight.
I mean. It takes next to NOTHING. The tiniest, most miniscule thing and I'll be a mess. Complete mess all over the place. Total nutter. Utterly hopeless.
It has been eight months. Of not knowing. And of confusion. And of over-analysing and trying to look at things in a non-biased, non-judgemental, totally neutral point of view, which is of course completely hopeless because I am in no way non-biased or non-judgemental, my judgement is clouded completely by my own delusions and thoughts and obsessions etc.
God help me.
Seriously. HELP ME. I'M A MESS. A TOTAL UTTER WRECK THAT KEEPS DYING AND MELTING AND EXPLODING AND GRINNING AND DYING AGAIN AND OH GOD HELP ME. HELP ME.
THROW ME A FUCKING BONE, HERE! I CANNOT TAKE ANYTHING AS EVIDENCE, THIS IS UTTERLY VITAL. I NEED SOMETHING REALLY FUCKING OBVIOUS BEFORE I WILL LET MYSELF THINK, THINK AT ALL THAT THERE MIGHT BE A CHANCE OF SUCH A THING HAPPENING.
THOUGH I DOUBT IT. I really fucking do. I'm so completely utterly incomparably inadequate.
and I want to say just as much, I want to say everything, but I refuse to because I believe that even the slightest hint will be too obvious.
Though, honestly? At this point in time? I think it's probably pretty fucking obvious, the way I've been behaving. (Ie like a completely infatuated idiot.)
And yet.
What happens if I'm wrong.
Then I'm just really fucking screwed because there's no way this can be anything other than disastrous.
I just wish I knew. I don't want much, really. I just. I just. I just.
I mean, god, if I'm not wrong, then I will look like a massive creep of an obsessive lunatic.
Hmm. Hmmrightwell. Hmm hmm hmmmmmmmmm.
What in the everloving name of fuck should I do?
Monday, September 20, 2010
you know what
the good thing about this blog is?
that no one reads it.
I could say whatever the hell I wanted here and it would pretty much be okay.
So.
Um.
Basically.
It is really bad to be a person who reads subtext in to everything.
Because it makes you incapable of interacting with other humans in any way shape or form.
oh god.
oh god oh god what is my life.
Honestly this is just bizarre.
This whole year has been bizarre.
I can't.
I'm just a bit freaked out and just a bit delighted and mad with insanity and just a little bit stupid and I wonder what it's like to not sleep for days on end? I mean you can only survive ten days without sleep.
But I mean what if you went three days without sleep
I don't even see how that would be possible.
I just need sleep. I need it like oxygen.
Isn't it weird how a lack of sleep can make you feel? It's so fascinating how important it is.
Because when you don't sleep you are basically screwed. And it particularly makes your mouth feel all funny. and your hair pretty awful. And gives you a general sense of feeling incredibly unhygienic. And your head feels like it's been pounded with a block of cheese. It's really bizarre. And what's more frustrating is that often during the night you wont even feel tired any more. You will feel so tired that you will feel awake again.
This year is indeed a strange thing to behold. I have lost the plot.
And I can measure in hours of lost sleep the development of my insanity through the year.
And.
Perhaps.
Some twisted form of progress.
I don't even know what the fuck that means. But it's interesting to think that in term one holidays my mind was perpetrated and perpetuated by these thoughts. Curious, indeed! And to think I was still in denial then, and yet; still bizarrely intending for madness.
And now here we are in the epitome of madness.
I really rather like it.
and this has been a highly ambiguous post.
that no one reads it.
I could say whatever the hell I wanted here and it would pretty much be okay.
So.
Um.
Basically.
It is really bad to be a person who reads subtext in to everything.
Because it makes you incapable of interacting with other humans in any way shape or form.
oh god.
oh god oh god what is my life.
Honestly this is just bizarre.
This whole year has been bizarre.
I can't.
I'm just a bit freaked out and just a bit delighted and mad with insanity and just a little bit stupid and I wonder what it's like to not sleep for days on end? I mean you can only survive ten days without sleep.
But I mean what if you went three days without sleep
I don't even see how that would be possible.
I just need sleep. I need it like oxygen.
Isn't it weird how a lack of sleep can make you feel? It's so fascinating how important it is.
Because when you don't sleep you are basically screwed. And it particularly makes your mouth feel all funny. and your hair pretty awful. And gives you a general sense of feeling incredibly unhygienic. And your head feels like it's been pounded with a block of cheese. It's really bizarre. And what's more frustrating is that often during the night you wont even feel tired any more. You will feel so tired that you will feel awake again.
This year is indeed a strange thing to behold. I have lost the plot.
And I can measure in hours of lost sleep the development of my insanity through the year.
And.
Perhaps.
Some twisted form of progress.
I don't even know what the fuck that means. But it's interesting to think that in term one holidays my mind was perpetrated and perpetuated by these thoughts. Curious, indeed! And to think I was still in denial then, and yet; still bizarrely intending for madness.
And now here we are in the epitome of madness.
I really rather like it.
and this has been a highly ambiguous post.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
and I've seen all I'll ever need
It is really strange.
Last year I used this blog copious amounts. And the year before that. And now I'm just like "no sorry."
I'm really not sure why.
I feel pretty bad about it. I mean I can actually use this blog, really; it's got a funky style and it's sort of pseudo-sophisticated and no one really knows about it either. Oh, the dilemma! I don't understand the world.
Listening to Muse as usual. Though I haven't been listening to them that much recently- I've been in one of my "listening to everything ever" moods re:music, in which I have gone from Radiohead to The Horrors, from Florence to Neutral Milk Hotel and from Arcade Fire to Pink Floyd and The XX. Just sort of flitting around them.
But of course I always return to Muse, without fail.
Listening to Space Dementia. God I love this song.
This has been a strange year. It has been a year completely undocumented by blogspot.
and of course, when I'm just about to start a big pensive blog post my parents are all 'GO TO BED'.
typical.
okay. I'll go then. Maybe I'll save it for another day.
(But I'll try write some now before I properly have to go.)
Right. Anyway. This year.
It has gone impossibly, ridiculously, frighteningly fast.
There was the start of this year- fresh ideas and thoughts and music and words.
There was the obsession with Sherlock Holmes, mixed with the obsession with The Horrors. There was House of Leaves, and the thoughts and the summery days, and the Big Day Out with Muse and The Horrors and the smell of smoke.
There was the constant playing of Horses, the album by Patti Smith in the car for a long time throughout the year. There was the madness of everything at the beginning. I have a very powerful nostalgia for the start of the year. Which is weird, but I do. I really miss it, because I feel like this year has just slipped through my fingers; at the same time as is has been a really long year, with so many events, it feels like it's been about five days in my life compressed in to a confusing dream, a blur of images and memories and music and some really fucked up thoughts.
There have been all my freak outs and panics and fainting in public and crying in public and my developed fears of things, and my paranoia, and my obsessive intrusive thought processes, thoughts that began at the start of the year and culminated in May the goddamn fucking 12th; two days later, May 15th; the freakout, two days after that, going to see Iron Man 2 with Alice, completely freaking out, then talking with her, then freaking out to an extent I never thought possible.
Thus leading to the supposed acceptance of the intrusive thoughts. Which, I suppose, was a good thing; if I continued in the vein of 'NO STOP THINKING THAT' I suppose it would have culminated in my going completely batshit insane. Now I just have some really awkward emotions to contend with; ones that certainly still make me hate myself, but, you know, I can deal with it.
So. It's been a really weird year. It's definitely been a significant year. I'm certain this will stick out in my memories for all the weird events that have happened. It's been a mixture of really great things and really crap things- I've been feeling really awful about myself a lot more than usual, this year- and completely losing any interest in school I might have previously had. School is just utter tedium now. Boring, every single day, every single hour of the day is utterly boring. And I am tired, constantly. And tend to feel miserable every day. And generally I keep feeling utter hatred towards myself, and my complete inability to do anything worthwhile, or to succeed particularly well in anything. I just feel hopeless and I'm not sure how to change things in order to be better. I just can't do it. So I simply hide away in the world of procrastination. Fortunately there are a lot of things out there that make me feel a bit better. I've become quite obsessed with Monty Python this year. That is a great thing. I'm really glad about that.
And as you can see, it is the night, and whenever it's the night I get really glum and morose and everything I write is like BAWW BAWW what is life. Also I'm listening to Citizen Erased by Muse. Oh god I love this album so much. Origin of Symmetry is just incredible, okay? I miss Muse. I miss them. Which is ridiculous, I suppose, but I am just so sad that I missed so much of their life- 2001,2002, the mad insane years, 2003, 2004 with Absolution, then BH&R- I found out all of this after the fact- and as such, ten years of Muse have been compressed in to about two years of learning about them with me. I wish I could have known about them when I was a tiny kid. Impossible, really. How could I have possibly become a mad fan of Muse at the age of seven? Holy shit. I was seven when Origin Of Symmetry came out.
What. The. Fuck.
I just cannot comprehend the world.
I really truly cannot.
Oh god this song is amazing.
Citizen Erased. You are amazing.
Last year I used this blog copious amounts. And the year before that. And now I'm just like "no sorry."
I'm really not sure why.
I feel pretty bad about it. I mean I can actually use this blog, really; it's got a funky style and it's sort of pseudo-sophisticated and no one really knows about it either. Oh, the dilemma! I don't understand the world.
Listening to Muse as usual. Though I haven't been listening to them that much recently- I've been in one of my "listening to everything ever" moods re:music, in which I have gone from Radiohead to The Horrors, from Florence to Neutral Milk Hotel and from Arcade Fire to Pink Floyd and The XX. Just sort of flitting around them.
But of course I always return to Muse, without fail.
Listening to Space Dementia. God I love this song.
This has been a strange year. It has been a year completely undocumented by blogspot.
and of course, when I'm just about to start a big pensive blog post my parents are all 'GO TO BED'.
typical.
okay. I'll go then. Maybe I'll save it for another day.
(But I'll try write some now before I properly have to go.)
Right. Anyway. This year.
It has gone impossibly, ridiculously, frighteningly fast.
There was the start of this year- fresh ideas and thoughts and music and words.
There was the obsession with Sherlock Holmes, mixed with the obsession with The Horrors. There was House of Leaves, and the thoughts and the summery days, and the Big Day Out with Muse and The Horrors and the smell of smoke.
There was the constant playing of Horses, the album by Patti Smith in the car for a long time throughout the year. There was the madness of everything at the beginning. I have a very powerful nostalgia for the start of the year. Which is weird, but I do. I really miss it, because I feel like this year has just slipped through my fingers; at the same time as is has been a really long year, with so many events, it feels like it's been about five days in my life compressed in to a confusing dream, a blur of images and memories and music and some really fucked up thoughts.
There have been all my freak outs and panics and fainting in public and crying in public and my developed fears of things, and my paranoia, and my obsessive intrusive thought processes, thoughts that began at the start of the year and culminated in May the goddamn fucking 12th; two days later, May 15th; the freakout, two days after that, going to see Iron Man 2 with Alice, completely freaking out, then talking with her, then freaking out to an extent I never thought possible.
Thus leading to the supposed acceptance of the intrusive thoughts. Which, I suppose, was a good thing; if I continued in the vein of 'NO STOP THINKING THAT' I suppose it would have culminated in my going completely batshit insane. Now I just have some really awkward emotions to contend with; ones that certainly still make me hate myself, but, you know, I can deal with it.
So. It's been a really weird year. It's definitely been a significant year. I'm certain this will stick out in my memories for all the weird events that have happened. It's been a mixture of really great things and really crap things- I've been feeling really awful about myself a lot more than usual, this year- and completely losing any interest in school I might have previously had. School is just utter tedium now. Boring, every single day, every single hour of the day is utterly boring. And I am tired, constantly. And tend to feel miserable every day. And generally I keep feeling utter hatred towards myself, and my complete inability to do anything worthwhile, or to succeed particularly well in anything. I just feel hopeless and I'm not sure how to change things in order to be better. I just can't do it. So I simply hide away in the world of procrastination. Fortunately there are a lot of things out there that make me feel a bit better. I've become quite obsessed with Monty Python this year. That is a great thing. I'm really glad about that.
And as you can see, it is the night, and whenever it's the night I get really glum and morose and everything I write is like BAWW BAWW what is life. Also I'm listening to Citizen Erased by Muse. Oh god I love this album so much. Origin of Symmetry is just incredible, okay? I miss Muse. I miss them. Which is ridiculous, I suppose, but I am just so sad that I missed so much of their life- 2001,2002, the mad insane years, 2003, 2004 with Absolution, then BH&R- I found out all of this after the fact- and as such, ten years of Muse have been compressed in to about two years of learning about them with me. I wish I could have known about them when I was a tiny kid. Impossible, really. How could I have possibly become a mad fan of Muse at the age of seven? Holy shit. I was seven when Origin Of Symmetry came out.
What. The. Fuck.
I just cannot comprehend the world.
I really truly cannot.
Oh god this song is amazing.
Citizen Erased. You are amazing.
Friday, June 25, 2010
OMG
HI BLOGGER I HAVEN'T TALKED TO YOU IN SO LONG I'M SO SORRY
JUST THAT THINGS WITH ME AND LIVEJOURNAL HAVE BEEN IMPROVING AND I'VE JUST KIND OF NEGLECTED YOU
SO SORRY
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JUST THAT THINGS WITH ME AND LIVEJOURNAL HAVE BEEN IMPROVING AND I'VE JUST KIND OF NEGLECTED YOU
SO SORRY
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
Dear blogspot,
I like Livejournal more than you.
AGAIN.
I'm fickle on the wind yeah.
GOT ICONS
GOT COLOUR
GOT COMMUNITIES
GOT FIC
YOU GOT WORDS
AND QUIET UNASSUMING FASCINATIONS.
And if you ever see a journal hanging around that might belong to me... it's not me.
Plz to not be blackmailing/reading/assuming.
CEASE AND DESIST.
Don't listen to a word she says.
I'll write what I like.
AGAIN.
I'm fickle on the wind yeah.
GOT ICONS
GOT COLOUR
GOT COMMUNITIES
GOT FIC
YOU GOT WORDS
AND QUIET UNASSUMING FASCINATIONS.
And if you ever see a journal hanging around that might belong to me... it's not me.
Plz to not be blackmailing/reading/assuming.
CEASE AND DESIST.
Don't listen to a word she says.
I'll write what I like.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Shine on you crazy diamond
I am listening to that at the moment! Whee, Wish You Were Here is made of win.
WELCOME MY SON
WELCOME TO THE MACHINE
COME IN HERE DEAR BOY, HAVE A CIGAR, YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR
WE'RE JUST TWO LOST SOULS SWIMMING IN A FISH BOWL YEAR AFTER YEAR
RUNNING OVER THE SAME OLD GROUND AND HOW WE FOUND THE SAME OLD FEARS
WISH YOU WERE HERE
erm, yeah.
I am thinking that Absolution is maybe my favourite Muse album? I just feel weird singling one out, because I love them all and it's like "OMG YOU DON'T LOVE US OTHER ALBUMS BAWWWWWWWW" which is totally not the case. But there's something about Absolution.
(Be forewarned: This post is just me rambling in over-excessive, totally biased detail about a whole bunch of Muse songs. Yeah. I don't know.)
Muse always end their albums with the most epic of songs.
Showbiz: Hate This And I'll Love You. Supreme angst, quiet piano/shouty guitar, and crickets in the background. There's something sinisterly sad about it. I mean, it has the line "I was born to destroy you." Right, okay. An angsty end to an epically angsty album. Yay Showbiz!
Origin Of Symmetry:Megalo-freakin'-mania. Also known as Epic Win. Played on a goddamn organ. Starts out quiet and sinister, with these very dark lyrics. Then it explodes. And has epic backing vocals and angsty cello. Then, as it gets to the end- well, it just sounds like something you would have playing when someone is just spiraling out of control. Spiraling is the word, because the organ is swirling in evil arpeggios and you can just see that this is when your mind breaks and everything you know is crashing down around you and you've just lost the plot. And then when you think the song is over, it gives one final, huge blast on the organ. Basically: EPIC.
Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun. SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAAAAMOND!
Okay lyrical interlude over.
Absolution: Ruled By Freakin' Secrecy. Holy crapsticks, another dark and eerie song to end the album. Starts off very quiet, and when the drums come in you can hear every shift and rattle of snare drum and the shudder of the bass drum. The most paranoid lyrics ever. The song is about a guy who snaps and kills everyone at his work. Nice. So the song is pretty quiet, the lyrics and vocals soft and despairing- there's a slight pause. And then it explodes in epic piano chords. EXPLODES, I say. The vocals screaaaaaaaaaaam and the piano explodes and the drums smash and the bass rattles and then it goes quiet again, fading away with a barely audible heartbeat and the whine of that effecty thing, in which you think the sound is shifting downwards but never actually does. Uh, there's a name for it- hang on, ah it's called a Shepard Tone.
Black Holes And Revelations: Knights. Of. Cydonia. For once the album doesn't end on a doom and gloom note. It ends on a WHAT THE HELL AWW YEAH IMMA FIRIN MAH LAZERZ YEEEEHAW SPACE ALIEN ROBOT NINJAS GO!!!!! explosion. Just hearing the first wavering shimmers of horses galloping and lazerz set to stuntastic and I go all "OMG OMG OMG THIS SONG IS SO EPIC OMG" and that's before the music actually starts. And then it starts. And. Well. The best drumbeat ever, honest to god. And epic riffage. And just... just...epic everything. And using the Rickenbacker bass and and asdfhadfoghagoiahsg that's it. Just...yes. Of course to compensate for not ending on a dramatic note, the opening song is Take A Bow and holy crap yes. Soooo good!
The Resistance: Ends with the Piece De Resistance, (hurrhurr I maded a pun) the three-part Exogenesis. About the human race having to go out in space and find a new world to live because the current one has been destroyed. Aww yeah. The first part channels some sort of evil version of Ave Maria combined with Matt's version of opera singing (seriously) and evil minor arpeggios, whoo (just deal with my attempts at being knowledgeable about music, okay) and has crazy tremolo guitar wailing and Matt being all existential in his lyrics "who are we why are we who are we why why why?" etc. Haha. Indeed, Matt.
Part 2 is dramatic piano for a bit, before chilling out slightly, then exploding with win again. (YOU MUST RESCUE US ALL!!!) This is our laaaaaast chaaaaaaance etc.
part 3 is the most mellow and starts really soft and tentative and sad before getting a bit more upbeat. It's like the hopeful part of the song.
WELL. SO YEAH. THAT'S... THAT'S ABOUT IT.
Well the point I was trying to make, was...dolphins. No. It was- that Muse end their albums with the most intensely epic songs ever. And well they fill them with epic songs too, but- I- I don't know. I just felt like talking about Muse. *shrug*
Ffffffffffffffff I love Have A Cigar. WELL I'VE ALWAYS HAD A DEEP RESPECT AND I MEAN THAT MOST SINCERELY. THE BAND IS JUST FANTASTIC, THAT IS REALLY WHAT I THINK- OH BY THE WAY, WHICH ONE'S PINK?
WE'RE SO HAPPY WE CAN HARDLY COUNT! (aaah I love that line.)
OKAY. I'M DONE talking about Muse and quoting Pink Floyd lyrics for no other reason than I'm listening to it right now.
Man talk about a pointless post. XD
WELCOME MY SON
WELCOME TO THE MACHINE
COME IN HERE DEAR BOY, HAVE A CIGAR, YOU'RE GONNA GO FAR
WE'RE JUST TWO LOST SOULS SWIMMING IN A FISH BOWL YEAR AFTER YEAR
RUNNING OVER THE SAME OLD GROUND AND HOW WE FOUND THE SAME OLD FEARS
WISH YOU WERE HERE
erm, yeah.
I am thinking that Absolution is maybe my favourite Muse album? I just feel weird singling one out, because I love them all and it's like "OMG YOU DON'T LOVE US OTHER ALBUMS BAWWWWWWWW" which is totally not the case. But there's something about Absolution.
(Be forewarned: This post is just me rambling in over-excessive, totally biased detail about a whole bunch of Muse songs. Yeah. I don't know.)
Muse always end their albums with the most epic of songs.
Showbiz: Hate This And I'll Love You. Supreme angst, quiet piano/shouty guitar, and crickets in the background. There's something sinisterly sad about it. I mean, it has the line "I was born to destroy you." Right, okay. An angsty end to an epically angsty album. Yay Showbiz!
Origin Of Symmetry:Megalo-freakin'-mania. Also known as Epic Win. Played on a goddamn organ. Starts out quiet and sinister, with these very dark lyrics. Then it explodes. And has epic backing vocals and angsty cello. Then, as it gets to the end- well, it just sounds like something you would have playing when someone is just spiraling out of control. Spiraling is the word, because the organ is swirling in evil arpeggios and you can just see that this is when your mind breaks and everything you know is crashing down around you and you've just lost the plot. And then when you think the song is over, it gives one final, huge blast on the organ. Basically: EPIC.
Remember when you were young? You shone like the sun. SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAAAAMOND!
Okay lyrical interlude over.
Absolution: Ruled By Freakin' Secrecy. Holy crapsticks, another dark and eerie song to end the album. Starts off very quiet, and when the drums come in you can hear every shift and rattle of snare drum and the shudder of the bass drum. The most paranoid lyrics ever. The song is about a guy who snaps and kills everyone at his work. Nice. So the song is pretty quiet, the lyrics and vocals soft and despairing- there's a slight pause. And then it explodes in epic piano chords. EXPLODES, I say. The vocals screaaaaaaaaaaam and the piano explodes and the drums smash and the bass rattles and then it goes quiet again, fading away with a barely audible heartbeat and the whine of that effecty thing, in which you think the sound is shifting downwards but never actually does. Uh, there's a name for it- hang on, ah it's called a Shepard Tone.
Black Holes And Revelations: Knights. Of. Cydonia. For once the album doesn't end on a doom and gloom note. It ends on a WHAT THE HELL AWW YEAH IMMA FIRIN MAH LAZERZ YEEEEHAW SPACE ALIEN ROBOT NINJAS GO!!!!! explosion. Just hearing the first wavering shimmers of horses galloping and lazerz set to stuntastic and I go all "OMG OMG OMG THIS SONG IS SO EPIC OMG" and that's before the music actually starts. And then it starts. And. Well. The best drumbeat ever, honest to god. And epic riffage. And just... just...epic everything. And using the Rickenbacker bass and and asdfhadfoghagoiahsg that's it. Just...yes. Of course to compensate for not ending on a dramatic note, the opening song is Take A Bow and holy crap yes. Soooo good!
The Resistance: Ends with the Piece De Resistance, (hurrhurr I maded a pun) the three-part Exogenesis. About the human race having to go out in space and find a new world to live because the current one has been destroyed. Aww yeah. The first part channels some sort of evil version of Ave Maria combined with Matt's version of opera singing (seriously) and evil minor arpeggios, whoo (just deal with my attempts at being knowledgeable about music, okay) and has crazy tremolo guitar wailing and Matt being all existential in his lyrics "who are we why are we who are we why why why?" etc. Haha. Indeed, Matt.
Part 2 is dramatic piano for a bit, before chilling out slightly, then exploding with win again. (YOU MUST RESCUE US ALL!!!) This is our laaaaaast chaaaaaaance etc.
part 3 is the most mellow and starts really soft and tentative and sad before getting a bit more upbeat. It's like the hopeful part of the song.
WELL. SO YEAH. THAT'S... THAT'S ABOUT IT.
Well the point I was trying to make, was...dolphins. No. It was- that Muse end their albums with the most intensely epic songs ever. And well they fill them with epic songs too, but- I- I don't know. I just felt like talking about Muse. *shrug*
Ffffffffffffffff I love Have A Cigar. WELL I'VE ALWAYS HAD A DEEP RESPECT AND I MEAN THAT MOST SINCERELY. THE BAND IS JUST FANTASTIC, THAT IS REALLY WHAT I THINK- OH BY THE WAY, WHICH ONE'S PINK?
WE'RE SO HAPPY WE CAN HARDLY COUNT! (aaah I love that line.)
OKAY. I'M DONE talking about Muse and quoting Pink Floyd lyrics for no other reason than I'm listening to it right now.
Man talk about a pointless post. XD
Friday, March 12, 2010
What an industrious empire!
Woaaaaaaah I haven't posted a blog in quite some time!
So what's happened lately? Hmm...... not much really. I've just been obsessed with the horrors and listened to the entirety of Primary Colours about 56 times in the space of a month. You just don't know how amazing it is. YOU DON'T. OKAY.
And I have developed an obsession with pocket watches it would appear, as I went on dA and looked up pocket watches and just died. My god. THEY ARE SO PRETTYYYYYYYYYYY. I want all of them.
We have a pocket watch chez moi, however it doesn't have a key to wind it up with. So. It doesn't work. I find this highly aggravating. I mean really, who has a pocket watch that doesn't have a key? Fsadfadg!
The other day I was bored in English and we were reading one of the speeches with that line about sound and fury (in Macbeth, I neglected to mention) so I was all "oh hey I'm going to look up that book, The Sound And The Fury!" so I did that. And it sounded interesting. And yes it said it was highly difficult to read so I was all "okay, whatever, I can totally still read this" so I got it out of the library and... hahah. Good lord. Yeah that is some intense writing. I'll uh, keep trying though.
Now it is my very cunning plan to be top on language perfect for Spanish. This is going to be very difficult though as I am currently on 4 points and other people are on about 200. And I don't really know many of the words at the moment. Que malo!
I'm going to need some serious motivation for this!
I like the sound of rain at night, it's one of the most delightful things in the world. And yes there is a difference between rain at night and rain at day. I'm...not exactly sure what, but there's something different. It has to be heavy rain though, not some wussy light shower. XD Like now, it is nice and windy outside and the rain is all sporadic. Although I do prefer heavy rainstorms to not be sporadic, but what can you do?
Well by extension of this interest in pocket watches I have been looking at steampunky things. I mean the word itself is just so cool. Steampunk! I don't even know. It's quite a strange...thing, really, but I like looking at the creativity of other people transforming modern technology in to an anachronism that looks like it belongs. XD Does that make sense?
I need to find some more music. 1 or 2 songs in particular, and I just came across a whole bunch of random stuff written on a word document, copy-pasted from what someone on Da Myoose boards had been rambling about. That I want to listen to.
Tomorrow there shall be a ~*~band practice~*~ for the ~*~very excellent band~*~ in which I play some guitar. But saying that makes it sound like we are ~*~very srs bsns~*~ but it is simply myself and Marijke and Rekha attempting to play some music and sometimes succeeding! But I am too self-deprecating. We are getting a fair bit better really. And Rekha has already attained musical excellence so it's not like we are three people who can't play instruments. No sir! We just get over enthusiastic and suggest a whole bunch of songs to learn and then learn them and then run off to find something else to play. Which is quite fun really. And we do not have a band name! [UNDEFINED] was suggested and lingers on the peripherals of our mind as a potential one, but at the moment we are just "a band" or a "musical trio" if you like.
...I totally think Asimov's Erotica would have been an awesome name. DOES NO ONE AGREE WITH ME?
I want to get better at drawing, I have been stuck in a rut of drawing the same thing over and over and over and over again and not changing my style at all. Which I should do because quite frankly it sucks. I must draw moar! So that I can get much much better! I must practice and practice and I always forget the different between practice and practise. Which do you use when? I can never remember. Though spellcheck denies the existence of practise so... I don't know.
Well. I do go off on tangents rather quickly, don't I.
Okay well I don't really have anything else to say, there is a very fascinating update for you. Hooray!
So what's happened lately? Hmm...... not much really. I've just been obsessed with the horrors and listened to the entirety of Primary Colours about 56 times in the space of a month. You just don't know how amazing it is. YOU DON'T. OKAY.
And I have developed an obsession with pocket watches it would appear, as I went on dA and looked up pocket watches and just died. My god. THEY ARE SO PRETTYYYYYYYYYYY. I want all of them.
We have a pocket watch chez moi, however it doesn't have a key to wind it up with. So. It doesn't work. I find this highly aggravating. I mean really, who has a pocket watch that doesn't have a key? Fsadfadg!
The other day I was bored in English and we were reading one of the speeches with that line about sound and fury (in Macbeth, I neglected to mention) so I was all "oh hey I'm going to look up that book, The Sound And The Fury!" so I did that. And it sounded interesting. And yes it said it was highly difficult to read so I was all "okay, whatever, I can totally still read this" so I got it out of the library and... hahah. Good lord. Yeah that is some intense writing. I'll uh, keep trying though.
Now it is my very cunning plan to be top on language perfect for Spanish. This is going to be very difficult though as I am currently on 4 points and other people are on about 200. And I don't really know many of the words at the moment. Que malo!
I'm going to need some serious motivation for this!
I like the sound of rain at night, it's one of the most delightful things in the world. And yes there is a difference between rain at night and rain at day. I'm...not exactly sure what, but there's something different. It has to be heavy rain though, not some wussy light shower. XD Like now, it is nice and windy outside and the rain is all sporadic. Although I do prefer heavy rainstorms to not be sporadic, but what can you do?
Well by extension of this interest in pocket watches I have been looking at steampunky things. I mean the word itself is just so cool. Steampunk! I don't even know. It's quite a strange...thing, really, but I like looking at the creativity of other people transforming modern technology in to an anachronism that looks like it belongs. XD Does that make sense?
I need to find some more music. 1 or 2 songs in particular, and I just came across a whole bunch of random stuff written on a word document, copy-pasted from what someone on Da Myoose boards had been rambling about. That I want to listen to.
Tomorrow there shall be a ~*~band practice~*~ for the ~*~very excellent band~*~ in which I play some guitar. But saying that makes it sound like we are ~*~very srs bsns~*~ but it is simply myself and Marijke and Rekha attempting to play some music and sometimes succeeding! But I am too self-deprecating. We are getting a fair bit better really. And Rekha has already attained musical excellence so it's not like we are three people who can't play instruments. No sir! We just get over enthusiastic and suggest a whole bunch of songs to learn and then learn them and then run off to find something else to play. Which is quite fun really. And we do not have a band name! [UNDEFINED] was suggested and lingers on the peripherals of our mind as a potential one, but at the moment we are just "a band" or a "musical trio" if you like.
...I totally think Asimov's Erotica would have been an awesome name. DOES NO ONE AGREE WITH ME?
I want to get better at drawing, I have been stuck in a rut of drawing the same thing over and over and over and over again and not changing my style at all. Which I should do because quite frankly it sucks. I must draw moar! So that I can get much much better! I must practice and practice and I always forget the different between practice and practise. Which do you use when? I can never remember. Though spellcheck denies the existence of practise so... I don't know.
Well. I do go off on tangents rather quickly, don't I.
Okay well I don't really have anything else to say, there is a very fascinating update for you. Hooray!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
WHEE!
I changed the layout again because this one is nice and pretty.
Today was the first day of school! Though it hardly counts because we were there for about an hour. And it was good to see everyone again, and I was able to be all squee-ful for a brief few glorious seconds before we had to sit down and shut up.
I hope to continue said squeeing, flailing and general conspiracy theorising tomorrow at length! And since tomorrow is also a messy day, hopefully also on Friday too.
I must post a photo of the record player. It's amazing. SO AWESOME.
And it's a hot and sunny day but I'm inside where it is nice and cool apart from this laptop which is all "I'm two years old, watch me EXPLODE with suckiness!"
I want to love you, laptop, I really do, but you make it really difficult sometimes.
Also, I have a new Spanish teacher for the first time EVER which is kind of sad but to be expected, really. It would have been kind of odd if I had had the same Spanish teacher four years running. So I'm not really sure what to expect. Oh well, I believe Lucy is in my class so that should be good.
I don't know much about any of my other classes, but: I was meant to take music, right? And they were like "lol no, it clashes with French, gtfo" so I had to drop it and choose from one of some other very fascinating subjects (/sarcasm). So we sent a message saying "okay I'll take alternative maths then, FINE JEEZ" and well they do not appear to have regarded this message as I have a gap on my timetable every day.
Now I wouldn't complain if I were meant to have spaces, but I am supposed to be taking six subjects and that just really doesn't work. Much as I don't want to take maths because hello, most boring subject ever, I am afraid I shall have to ask "hello, what is the deal?"
Still. It's interesting. Anyway all my classes are cool because I'm not taking anything I don't like thus far, so every day should hopefully be quite alright! IT'S GOING TO BE INTERESTING, HOORAY.
I just want to go back already and talk with my friends for ages and ages about certain things.
ASDHDGASGIHAOGHIAOGIH
I am filled with a fandomy glee. Now if only I could find an original of that drawing without the words on it. I feel this may be futile, however.
So to sum up: ASDFASDFH YAY!!?!?!
Today was the first day of school! Though it hardly counts because we were there for about an hour. And it was good to see everyone again, and I was able to be all squee-ful for a brief few glorious seconds before we had to sit down and shut up.
I hope to continue said squeeing, flailing and general conspiracy theorising tomorrow at length! And since tomorrow is also a messy day, hopefully also on Friday too.
I must post a photo of the record player. It's amazing. SO AWESOME.
And it's a hot and sunny day but I'm inside where it is nice and cool apart from this laptop which is all "I'm two years old, watch me EXPLODE with suckiness!"
I want to love you, laptop, I really do, but you make it really difficult sometimes.
Also, I have a new Spanish teacher for the first time EVER which is kind of sad but to be expected, really. It would have been kind of odd if I had had the same Spanish teacher four years running. So I'm not really sure what to expect. Oh well, I believe Lucy is in my class so that should be good.
I don't know much about any of my other classes, but: I was meant to take music, right? And they were like "lol no, it clashes with French, gtfo" so I had to drop it and choose from one of some other very fascinating subjects (/sarcasm). So we sent a message saying "okay I'll take alternative maths then, FINE JEEZ" and well they do not appear to have regarded this message as I have a gap on my timetable every day.
Now I wouldn't complain if I were meant to have spaces, but I am supposed to be taking six subjects and that just really doesn't work. Much as I don't want to take maths because hello, most boring subject ever, I am afraid I shall have to ask "hello, what is the deal?"
Still. It's interesting. Anyway all my classes are cool because I'm not taking anything I don't like thus far, so every day should hopefully be quite alright! IT'S GOING TO BE INTERESTING, HOORAY.
I just want to go back already and talk with my friends for ages and ages about certain things.
ASDHDGASGIHAOGHIAOGIH
I am filled with a fandomy glee. Now if only I could find an original of that drawing without the words on it. I feel this may be futile, however.
So to sum up: ASDFASDFH YAY!!?!?!
Monday, February 1, 2010
Okay okay so
Sooooooooo I just finished reading all the comments in the fandomsecrets anon meme. OMG IT WAS WONDERFUL. AND I'M SO SAD BECAUSE I DIDN'T GET TO COMMENT ONCE. NOT. A SINGLE. TIME.
*angstangstangst*
And it was so awesome! So so so so awesome. And I COULD have commented before, before all the comments got filled up until you couldn't post any more. But then we left for the day- and my firefox just decided to freeze and tell me that it had to force quit. Fortunately blogger saved some of this blog! Now I have to wait for all my 100+ tabs to finish loading. XD I just had an interesting time listening to a whole bunch of youtube videos playing at the same time. This is what it sounds like: "Thank you Yeoman, that's sufficient. My word, Jane, the garden's looking very homosexual today! I've never been more shocked in all my life! Come on Spock, I know that look. You savage! You savage!! I'm bringing sexyback *yeah~*"
Huh, this is strange, they appear to be repeating now! I'm thoroughly confused.
Hahaha! Anyway. The anon meme was awesome and there must be another one IMMEDIATELY because I just feel depressed about having been unable to post a single comment on this one. *sigh!*
Well! All the tabs have finished loading! That didn't take long, I was under the impression that the internet was very slow lately.
Anyway, yesterday we went to Mangawhai to hang out with the cousins and it was an awesome and great ol' time. The weather was crazy and went from rainy and dismal to sunshiney and glorious! And it was all very spiffing the whole time.
When it was sunshiney we went to the beach, and there was this sort of big sandbar thing further out, and we kayaked over and had a look around, and it was all sunny and great.
Then myself, my brother and one of my cousins spent about half an hour to 45 minutes drifting downwards and then slowly crawling upwards against a rather strong current, before drifting down again. It was fun. And we spent the time talking and laughing hysterically over completely absurd things such as "I ain't no fool 'cause I go to school!" Yeah really. Then we discussed something that had been bothering me a great deal and came to four possible reasons/conclusions:
I have a feeling there was a fifth one, but I can't remember it. Anyway the discussion still proved inconclusive, but was highly amusing and delightful nonetheless.
............................yeah!
Anyway it was a good time and it was all very nice and the moon was really big and bright.
So it's been a good couple of days.
I am happy!
.....and you know, there was something on the anon meme, on page two, that was completely and utterly awesome and epic and amazing.
.....I'm just saying. Page two. Fandomsecrets? Just saying.
...Page two.
And various other pages with other interesting and fascinating ideas.
One of which was a sort of "NEW PERSONAL CANON" thing.
.....I am going to leave now!
*angstangstangst*
And it was so awesome! So so so so awesome. And I COULD have commented before, before all the comments got filled up until you couldn't post any more. But then we left for the day- and my firefox just decided to freeze and tell me that it had to force quit. Fortunately blogger saved some of this blog! Now I have to wait for all my 100+ tabs to finish loading. XD I just had an interesting time listening to a whole bunch of youtube videos playing at the same time. This is what it sounds like: "Thank you Yeoman, that's sufficient. My word, Jane, the garden's looking very homosexual today! I've never been more shocked in all my life! Come on Spock, I know that look. You savage! You savage!! I'm bringing sexyback *yeah~*"
Huh, this is strange, they appear to be repeating now! I'm thoroughly confused.
Hahaha! Anyway. The anon meme was awesome and there must be another one IMMEDIATELY because I just feel depressed about having been unable to post a single comment on this one. *sigh!*
Well! All the tabs have finished loading! That didn't take long, I was under the impression that the internet was very slow lately.
Anyway, yesterday we went to Mangawhai to hang out with the cousins and it was an awesome and great ol' time. The weather was crazy and went from rainy and dismal to sunshiney and glorious! And it was all very spiffing the whole time.
When it was sunshiney we went to the beach, and there was this sort of big sandbar thing further out, and we kayaked over and had a look around, and it was all sunny and great.
Then myself, my brother and one of my cousins spent about half an hour to 45 minutes drifting downwards and then slowly crawling upwards against a rather strong current, before drifting down again. It was fun. And we spent the time talking and laughing hysterically over completely absurd things such as "I ain't no fool 'cause I go to school!" Yeah really. Then we discussed something that had been bothering me a great deal and came to four possible reasons/conclusions:
- He is gay.
- He is Edward Cullen.
- He is Edgar Allen Poe.
- Because The Master ate a turkey.
I have a feeling there was a fifth one, but I can't remember it. Anyway the discussion still proved inconclusive, but was highly amusing and delightful nonetheless.
............................yeah!
Anyway it was a good time and it was all very nice and the moon was really big and bright.
So it's been a good couple of days.
I am happy!
.....and you know, there was something on the anon meme, on page two, that was completely and utterly awesome and epic and amazing.
.....I'm just saying. Page two. Fandomsecrets? Just saying.
...Page two.
And various other pages with other interesting and fascinating ideas.
One of which was a sort of "NEW PERSONAL CANON" thing.
.....I am going to leave now!
What are these things? KEEP RUNNING!
Okay so on fandomsecrets today there was a secret about some random 30 second video and someone linked to it and I don't even know what it's about (left for dead, apparently) and I'm just listening to it on repeat over and over and over again because it repeats automatically, and it's just... hypnotic. It's completely stupid and I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT and I think I'm probably going to go insane soon but I just can't stop listening to it. I mean when I stopped listening to it before, I kind of went..."oh. It's quiet. What now?"
So um. That's what I'm doing today, other than going through these friending and anon memes and feeling annoyed that I was late to the party which I always am *sigh!*
And also here is the video of complete strangeness that I don't understand at all:http://unomastiempo.deviantart.com/art/coach-the-movie-147404325
Um. So yeah.
One man cheeseburger apocalypse.
So um. That's what I'm doing today, other than going through these friending and anon memes and feeling annoyed that I was late to the party which I always am *sigh!*
And also here is the video of complete strangeness that I don't understand at all:http://unomastiempo.deviantart.com/art/coach-the-movie-147404325
Um. So yeah.
One man cheeseburger apocalypse.
Friday, January 29, 2010
It's not you, it's me!
So hey Blogger.
We need to talk.
There's...someone else. No, they're an old friend of mine. Yeah, you might have heard me talk about them- yes, I know I said they were stupid and lame and that you were better, but... lately, I'm not so sure.
It's just... I need something more, you know? I need to know that it's long-lasting. I want this to work. Really, I do. I'm willing to work on it as long as you are. But you know... I have known Livejournal for a lot longer than I've known you. There's something comforting about them. No, I'm not cheating on you, okay?! I did basically abandon LJ for you, so you could at least be a little grateful!
I just have a different dynamic with LJ, okay? And a different dynamic with you, too. I just want to be able to spend an equal amount of time with both of you. I know you two probably wont ever get along, but hey. You will just have to DEAL WITH IT.
*cough*
anyway! Do I have anything else to say right now? No, because the computer is going to be taken away in approx. 2 minutes.
......YESTERDAY I- SORRY, WE- GOT A RECORD PLAYER. IT'S GREEN.
ADFASGHAOGIFHADFKLHJADOFHIAHIH!!!!!
THAT IS ALL
We need to talk.
There's...someone else. No, they're an old friend of mine. Yeah, you might have heard me talk about them- yes, I know I said they were stupid and lame and that you were better, but... lately, I'm not so sure.
It's just... I need something more, you know? I need to know that it's long-lasting. I want this to work. Really, I do. I'm willing to work on it as long as you are. But you know... I have known Livejournal for a lot longer than I've known you. There's something comforting about them. No, I'm not cheating on you, okay?! I did basically abandon LJ for you, so you could at least be a little grateful!
I just have a different dynamic with LJ, okay? And a different dynamic with you, too. I just want to be able to spend an equal amount of time with both of you. I know you two probably wont ever get along, but hey. You will just have to DEAL WITH IT.
*cough*
anyway! Do I have anything else to say right now? No, because the computer is going to be taken away in approx. 2 minutes.
......YESTERDAY I- SORRY, WE- GOT A RECORD PLAYER. IT'S GREEN.
ADFASGHAOGIFHADFKLHJADOFHIAHIH!!!!!
THAT IS ALL
Sunday, January 24, 2010
I am tired
Hmm so we went to our gran's house yesterday for dinner and found a big box of records under the stairs. I was...reticent to enter the cupboard under the stairs, as it was a very small space and there were a lot of cobwebs and whatnot. I'd been fine to go in there before, but that was when I was younger and as such my head wasn't as close to the ceiling as before. It took me a while to go in there, and when I did Hamish turned off the light and shut the door.
...
Oh yeah, that's real nice. A really nice thing to do to someone who doesn't like the combination of small spaces and potential spiders. And darkness. So I screamed until he opened it again. XD
Anyway, we didn't look through all the records (because judging by the height of the box there would be quite a lot) but we looked through the top and there were some really awesome things! There was David Bowie, Devo, The Rolling Stones, Blue Oyster Cult (I think that's their name) and other such things. There was also a disconcertingly large amount of Rod Stewart. That was not cool.
But yeah! I look forward to returning and perusing further to find out what other interesting gems there might be lurking in there. Should be good times!
That's all I have to say really. Although also, I must go and find Primary Colours by The Horrors and buy it. Because. It. Is. AMAZING. And I am annoyed that I didn't listen to it much before, because ASDHFGAGOAHG AFDG AOHO AOMG it's AMAZING guys.
AMAZING
And I want to marry it. I have to buy it. Okay.
Yeah well that's all.
...
Oh yeah, that's real nice. A really nice thing to do to someone who doesn't like the combination of small spaces and potential spiders. And darkness. So I screamed until he opened it again. XD
Anyway, we didn't look through all the records (because judging by the height of the box there would be quite a lot) but we looked through the top and there were some really awesome things! There was David Bowie, Devo, The Rolling Stones, Blue Oyster Cult (I think that's their name) and other such things. There was also a disconcertingly large amount of Rod Stewart. That was not cool.
But yeah! I look forward to returning and perusing further to find out what other interesting gems there might be lurking in there. Should be good times!
That's all I have to say really. Although also, I must go and find Primary Colours by The Horrors and buy it. Because. It. Is. AMAZING. And I am annoyed that I didn't listen to it much before, because ASDHFGAGOAHG AFDG AOHO AOMG it's AMAZING guys.
AMAZING
And I want to marry it. I have to buy it. Okay.
Yeah well that's all.
Monday, January 18, 2010
John Paul, you my main man
HELP, I'm still an utterly paranoid lunatic looner nutcase psychopath
okay I'm not a psychopath but I am an utterly paranoid loser. I need someone to slap me,I need a general in the military, to slap me and shout "GET YO ACT TOGETHER, YOU LITTLE MAGGOT!! AIN'T NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOU, OR YOUR PATHETIC LIFE! DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!!!"
And then kick me so I fall over while trying to do twenty pushups
...actually I'm not really sure how this will help me get over my paranoia
is there anything you can do to stop being paranoid? It's completely irrational. But I can't heeeeeeeeeeeelp it. Heeeeeeeelp me!
You know, I think I know what helped me to become paranoid. THE SCHOOL. WITH THEIR CLAIMS OF WATCHING YOU WHEN YOU USE YOUR COMPUTER. SPYING ON YOU. ALL. THE DAMN. TIME.
THAT is why I am so paranoid. It's not like I'm looking up "how to blow up your school" on google or anything, I'm just paranoid! Like I said, it IS irrational, so yeah. But I think I can fairly say that's one of the causes for my paranoia. I mean it's not like anyone CARES what I'm doing (irrational, remember) but I can't but help think that I'll go "I TOTALLY think there should be Tony Harrison/Saboo fanfiction" and look it up for the lolz, and someone will be spying on me and go "WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS PERSON, ARREST HER IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!"
Also... I don't think I want Tony Harrison/Saboo fanfiction. That sounds...disturbing as hell, because you know, Tony Harrison is a pink bladder with tentacles. So.
The paranoia only happens when I feel particularly stupid about something, something I feel inherently embarrassed about because god knows why. So it's EVEN MORE STUPID, because I'm not paranoid ALL THE TIME, just some of the time. It's getting ridiculous.
Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
A peculiar coincidence happened today (I guess it wasn't reeeeeeeaally a coincidence, but it did strike me as rather peculiar.)
oh, yeah, and the Big Day Out was that thing that happened the other day? Yeah.
The Horrors, you guys! We were right up the front, it was most excellent. Although I didn't actually know any of their songs really, it was still cool, and the crowd was a bit crazy, I was practically falling over a lot of the time.
Anyway, I think I sat down for about, 45 minutes? In the course of the whole day? And it was a long day. And my feet were dead. The day after, I could barely walk. BUT! I have made a full recovery, hurrah hooray.
And of course there was MUSE.
MUSE YOU GUYS
Oh god they were so wonderful. I was in the D area, but quite far to the back, and there were lots of tall people and my vision was rather impaired by their height. Which was sucky and lame, I didn't get to see Chris headbanging like a lunatic, or Matt playing the guitar behind his head in Plug In Baby, or leaning against the amp, or doing a little floor slide, etc, etc.
BUT it was still great and wonderful and delightful, and they played Nishe, I mean wow. I was just listening to that now. XD
And I have ~*~officially~*~ scrobbled Muse 2000 times! I've listened to them more than that, but you know, that proves it's the bare minimum. XD
ANYWAY someone on the Muse boards (actually the guy I got my resistance boxset from, whoo!) said that if they returned it would probably be in November or December. OH PLEASE BE TRUE, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE (let me get what I want)
So yeah, they must return immediately. Ie in twelve months, whatever. So that I can arrive early, and get an excellent spot in the pit of mosh. So I can see everything, and be close to the front yet still able to jump up and down. (The jumping up and down at BDO was aweeeesome. So much fun!)
ANYWAY. I think that's all I have to report for now. I've been all obsessive and internet lurking as usual, and of course I have no one to uh, "squee" with, you know, because of that whole paranoia/embarrassment thing I have going on. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM, GUYS. I'M JUST...INHERENTLY EMBARRASSED ABOUT SOME THINGS, AND NOT OTHERS!! WHAT THE HELL?!
Guysssssss help me stop being paranoid, ookay?!?!
Also. My laptop is a pile of crap. It keeps
ELECTROCUTING ME
WHAT THE HELL
THIS IS BOLLOCKS
piece of junk. Stupid dells. Never buy a dell. They're crap okay.
Now, have this super awesome comic by Kate Beaton, who is also awesome. I think you should click on it. Okay.
Also: JAM!
okay I'm not a psychopath but I am an utterly paranoid loser. I need someone to slap me,I need a general in the military, to slap me and shout "GET YO ACT TOGETHER, YOU LITTLE MAGGOT!! AIN'T NOBODY CARES ABOUT YOU, OR YOUR PATHETIC LIFE! DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY!!!"
And then kick me so I fall over while trying to do twenty pushups
...actually I'm not really sure how this will help me get over my paranoia
is there anything you can do to stop being paranoid? It's completely irrational. But I can't heeeeeeeeeeeelp it. Heeeeeeeelp me!
You know, I think I know what helped me to become paranoid. THE SCHOOL. WITH THEIR CLAIMS OF WATCHING YOU WHEN YOU USE YOUR COMPUTER. SPYING ON YOU. ALL. THE DAMN. TIME.
THAT is why I am so paranoid. It's not like I'm looking up "how to blow up your school" on google or anything, I'm just paranoid! Like I said, it IS irrational, so yeah. But I think I can fairly say that's one of the causes for my paranoia. I mean it's not like anyone CARES what I'm doing (irrational, remember) but I can't but help think that I'll go "I TOTALLY think there should be Tony Harrison/Saboo fanfiction" and look it up for the lolz, and someone will be spying on me and go "WTF IS WRONG WITH THIS PERSON, ARREST HER IN THE NAME OF THE LAW!"
Also... I don't think I want Tony Harrison/Saboo fanfiction. That sounds...disturbing as hell, because you know, Tony Harrison is a pink bladder with tentacles. So.
The paranoia only happens when I feel particularly stupid about something, something I feel inherently embarrassed about because god knows why. So it's EVEN MORE STUPID, because I'm not paranoid ALL THE TIME, just some of the time. It's getting ridiculous.
Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
A peculiar coincidence happened today (I guess it wasn't reeeeeeeaally a coincidence, but it did strike me as rather peculiar.)
oh, yeah, and the Big Day Out was that thing that happened the other day? Yeah.
The Horrors, you guys! We were right up the front, it was most excellent. Although I didn't actually know any of their songs really, it was still cool, and the crowd was a bit crazy, I was practically falling over a lot of the time.
Anyway, I think I sat down for about, 45 minutes? In the course of the whole day? And it was a long day. And my feet were dead. The day after, I could barely walk. BUT! I have made a full recovery, hurrah hooray.
And of course there was MUSE.
MUSE YOU GUYS
Oh god they were so wonderful. I was in the D area, but quite far to the back, and there were lots of tall people and my vision was rather impaired by their height. Which was sucky and lame, I didn't get to see Chris headbanging like a lunatic, or Matt playing the guitar behind his head in Plug In Baby, or leaning against the amp, or doing a little floor slide, etc, etc.
BUT it was still great and wonderful and delightful, and they played Nishe, I mean wow. I was just listening to that now. XD
And I have ~*~officially~*~ scrobbled Muse 2000 times! I've listened to them more than that, but you know, that proves it's the bare minimum. XD
ANYWAY someone on the Muse boards (actually the guy I got my resistance boxset from, whoo!) said that if they returned it would probably be in November or December. OH PLEASE BE TRUE, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE (let me get what I want)
So yeah, they must return immediately. Ie in twelve months, whatever. So that I can arrive early, and get an excellent spot in the pit of mosh. So I can see everything, and be close to the front yet still able to jump up and down. (The jumping up and down at BDO was aweeeesome. So much fun!)
ANYWAY. I think that's all I have to report for now. I've been all obsessive and internet lurking as usual, and of course I have no one to uh, "squee" with, you know, because of that whole paranoia/embarrassment thing I have going on. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM, GUYS. I'M JUST...INHERENTLY EMBARRASSED ABOUT SOME THINGS, AND NOT OTHERS!! WHAT THE HELL?!
Guysssssss help me stop being paranoid, ookay?!?!
Also. My laptop is a pile of crap. It keeps
ELECTROCUTING ME
WHAT THE HELL
THIS IS BOLLOCKS
piece of junk. Stupid dells. Never buy a dell. They're crap okay.
Now, have this super awesome comic by Kate Beaton, who is also awesome. I think you should click on it. Okay.
Also: JAM!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Ohhhhhh god
Amongst other things, I don't think I'll ever quite be able to understand the Supernatural fandom. And... other fandoms, of a similar bent, or, fans...who... ship things...like...that.
*whimpers*
I might change my layout again.
...
Seriously, though. That's just
so
wrong
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sure, you can be all "well, if it's two responsible adults then I have no problem with it!"
but you know, if they're fictional and it is quite clear that such a situation would not have them acting in such a manner, well I think it's fairly understandable that someone would be squicked.
I just... wow.
They're quite serious, too!
...I have to go now.
Oh, also? A 41 second video, and now I want to watch Star Trek. That was honestly all it took. Oh boy. XD
*whimpers*
I might change my layout again.
...
Seriously, though. That's just
so
wrong
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sure, you can be all "well, if it's two responsible adults then I have no problem with it!"
but you know, if they're fictional and it is quite clear that such a situation would not have them acting in such a manner, well I think it's fairly understandable that someone would be squicked.
I just... wow.
They're quite serious, too!
...I have to go now.
Oh, also? A 41 second video, and now I want to watch Star Trek. That was honestly all it took. Oh boy. XD
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Une annee sans lumiere
I am STILL amazed by how fast 2009 went.
Seriously? A little feedback, anyone? What did you think? There are five of you who follow this blog, surely you at least read it? Okay, it's probably just me who spends every waking hour in a world that doesn't physically exist.
It's just gone. SNAP! CRACKLE! POP!
Vanished. But I've already gone over this.
But my memories of 2008 seem more vivid than this year. Perhaps it's because this year, it was a good year, but a lot of it was spend in mind-numbingly boring situations- I had a lot of classes with no friends in them, or people who I knew quite well but didn't sit with or talk with or whatever. Thus making them boring. Especially maths. Oh god. Worst. Subject. Ever. Not only am I atrociously bad at it, I sat by myself the entire year. OH GODDDDDDDDD You could pick me from a mile away as being an epic loser. /o\
French was okay, but it was always in the morning and freezing cold, and it was in the stupid French room that gives off a large, cold, unfeeling atmosphere. Anyway, it was okay, just not riveting or memorable, you know? The classes you remember are engaging and interesting, with your friends there to talk with and get yelled at and have jokes with, etc etc. So, English, Writing and Spanish were probably the most memorable subjects.
Basically, it was a good year, but event-free, making it kind of... well, it was just a passing sequence of days in which similar things happened. Yeah it was a good year, and I enjoyed it and had lots of good times, but when I think about it, the first thing that comes up is a blank slate, and only after thinking for a while am I able to recollect things that happened. I'm not saying it was a bad year! I must stress that- but there was a lot of nothingness along with the good stuff.
So yeah
that's all, I guess. I am going a bit insane, stuck in the house all day, getting up at eleven, only getting ready for the day at 12.00, sitting on the floor, downloading icons... why? What on earth is my obsession with 100x100 pixel boxes? I don't know, but they're AWESOME. But you know, I wouldn't mind at all getting out of here- I could do it myself, but there's nothing interesting around here. And because I'm just sitting around, I expend little energy, so I stay up later and later, and get up later and later and get more tired and so on and so forth... BLAH.
But hey it's the night, and I always tend to get pessimistic then, it's not all as bad as that... just boring. I want to run around and have a band practice, I want to hang out at Lucy's house (I have this thing where I just really, really want to hang out there all the time. It exudes creativity from its very core! Or...something.)
I want to spend time in the sunshine, in the grass, with FRIENDS.
But then most of them are heading to exotic places, or are currently in exotic places, and here I am at home again.
Still, I've been to places before. I remember- wait I've said all this before too! But I still really really really fondly recall going to New Plymouth. I don't even know WHY. I just love love love love love the memories of it. It's not like anything AMAZING happened- maybe that's why. It was just the niceness of a new place, and of course, that playlist. That I listened to a lot, and brings up strong epic memories.
It's 2010? I just don't even know. It's going so fast.
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time.... BLAH
I WANT TO GO ON ADVENTURES
I WANT TO RUN AROUND
I WANT TO PUNCH BAD GUYS IN THE FACE
WHO'S UP FOR A BIT OF BAD GUY PUNCHING??? I AM, THAT'S FOR SURE!
Well maybe not, bad guys can be quite evil and whatnot. Maybe just annoying people who need their daily dose of COMEUPPANCE, TM REGISTERED TRADEMARK.
I got out my old tablet that I haven't used in aaaaaaages, and it was going great with adobe photoshop elements, the pressure of the pen was making the brushstrokes lovely and realistic, lighter and darker and whatnot. Then hey presto, something changes and the paintstrokes are thick and black and ugly with pen pressure having no effect on it. AAAAAAAARGH GOD DAMMNITTTTTT!!!! Someone help me out here, plzplox?
It might sort itself out though I doubt it. SO ANNOYING, I was just really getting in to it and now it's all stupid again.
Okay, well I guess that's my ranting over for now. Good day/night!
Seriously? A little feedback, anyone? What did you think? There are five of you who follow this blog, surely you at least read it? Okay, it's probably just me who spends every waking hour in a world that doesn't physically exist.
It's just gone. SNAP! CRACKLE! POP!
Vanished. But I've already gone over this.
But my memories of 2008 seem more vivid than this year. Perhaps it's because this year, it was a good year, but a lot of it was spend in mind-numbingly boring situations- I had a lot of classes with no friends in them, or people who I knew quite well but didn't sit with or talk with or whatever. Thus making them boring. Especially maths. Oh god. Worst. Subject. Ever. Not only am I atrociously bad at it, I sat by myself the entire year. OH GODDDDDDDDD You could pick me from a mile away as being an epic loser. /o\
French was okay, but it was always in the morning and freezing cold, and it was in the stupid French room that gives off a large, cold, unfeeling atmosphere. Anyway, it was okay, just not riveting or memorable, you know? The classes you remember are engaging and interesting, with your friends there to talk with and get yelled at and have jokes with, etc etc. So, English, Writing and Spanish were probably the most memorable subjects.
Basically, it was a good year, but event-free, making it kind of... well, it was just a passing sequence of days in which similar things happened. Yeah it was a good year, and I enjoyed it and had lots of good times, but when I think about it, the first thing that comes up is a blank slate, and only after thinking for a while am I able to recollect things that happened. I'm not saying it was a bad year! I must stress that- but there was a lot of nothingness along with the good stuff.
So yeah
that's all, I guess. I am going a bit insane, stuck in the house all day, getting up at eleven, only getting ready for the day at 12.00, sitting on the floor, downloading icons... why? What on earth is my obsession with 100x100 pixel boxes? I don't know, but they're AWESOME. But you know, I wouldn't mind at all getting out of here- I could do it myself, but there's nothing interesting around here. And because I'm just sitting around, I expend little energy, so I stay up later and later, and get up later and later and get more tired and so on and so forth... BLAH.
But hey it's the night, and I always tend to get pessimistic then, it's not all as bad as that... just boring. I want to run around and have a band practice, I want to hang out at Lucy's house (I have this thing where I just really, really want to hang out there all the time. It exudes creativity from its very core! Or...something.)
I want to spend time in the sunshine, in the grass, with FRIENDS.
But then most of them are heading to exotic places, or are currently in exotic places, and here I am at home again.
Still, I've been to places before. I remember- wait I've said all this before too! But I still really really really fondly recall going to New Plymouth. I don't even know WHY. I just love love love love love the memories of it. It's not like anything AMAZING happened- maybe that's why. It was just the niceness of a new place, and of course, that playlist. That I listened to a lot, and brings up strong epic memories.
It's 2010? I just don't even know. It's going so fast.
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time.... BLAH
I WANT TO GO ON ADVENTURES
I WANT TO RUN AROUND
I WANT TO PUNCH BAD GUYS IN THE FACE
WHO'S UP FOR A BIT OF BAD GUY PUNCHING??? I AM, THAT'S FOR SURE!
Well maybe not, bad guys can be quite evil and whatnot. Maybe just annoying people who need their daily dose of COMEUPPANCE, TM REGISTERED TRADEMARK.
I got out my old tablet that I haven't used in aaaaaaages, and it was going great with adobe photoshop elements, the pressure of the pen was making the brushstrokes lovely and realistic, lighter and darker and whatnot. Then hey presto, something changes and the paintstrokes are thick and black and ugly with pen pressure having no effect on it. AAAAAAAARGH GOD DAMMNITTTTTT!!!! Someone help me out here, plzplox?
It might sort itself out though I doubt it. SO ANNOYING, I was just really getting in to it and now it's all stupid again.
Okay, well I guess that's my ranting over for now. Good day/night!
Friday, January 8, 2010
THE DOWN LOW
WORDS
CANNOT
QUITE EXPRESS THE JOY I AM FEELING RIGHT NOW
Oh god, I've missed House, I'm so glad it's finally coming back. In perhaps, approx. 2 months, there shall be an episode on screen, an episode so hilariously amazing that the likes of it have not been seen since Don't Ever Change.
Seriously. When I found out about Don't Ever Change, I pretty much ended up knowing the whole episode off by heart by the time it was on tv here. (I think it was probably the mention of it on the livejournal of a certain edible star that piqued my interest, what with it being called the "bowie" episode of house (ie referring to the episode of FOTC.) I apologise if that makes no sense. But not really. XD
This time I don't think I'm going to wait, I'm going to download it from the interwebs straight away!
And this episode isn't even written by Doris Egan, whaat? At least I don't think so. I'm sure she had some part to play in this insanity.
WELL. IT'S GOING TO BE
AMAZING
ANYWAY. AND HILARIOUS
AND EVEN IF IT ISN'T, WELL I HONESTLY DON'T CARE BECAUSE THIS PRETTY MUCH SEALS THE DEAL
WHOOOOOOOOOOOO
CANNOT
QUITE EXPRESS THE JOY I AM FEELING RIGHT NOW
Oh god, I've missed House, I'm so glad it's finally coming back. In perhaps, approx. 2 months, there shall be an episode on screen, an episode so hilariously amazing that the likes of it have not been seen since Don't Ever Change.
Seriously. When I found out about Don't Ever Change, I pretty much ended up knowing the whole episode off by heart by the time it was on tv here. (I think it was probably the mention of it on the livejournal of a certain edible star that piqued my interest, what with it being called the "bowie" episode of house (ie referring to the episode of FOTC.) I apologise if that makes no sense. But not really. XD
This time I don't think I'm going to wait, I'm going to download it from the interwebs straight away!
And this episode isn't even written by Doris Egan, whaat? At least I don't think so. I'm sure she had some part to play in this insanity.
WELL. IT'S GOING TO BE
AMAZING
ANYWAY. AND HILARIOUS
AND EVEN IF IT ISN'T, WELL I HONESTLY DON'T CARE BECAUSE THIS PRETTY MUCH SEALS THE DEAL
WHOOOOOOOOOOOO
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Hang on-
Wait a moment. Wait a moment. Wait... wait. Just... just wait a moment there. Wait. Wait a moment.
I'm going to be SEVENTEEN THIS YEAR!?!?!?!?
Excuse me for a moment.
OHSHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-
I'm going to be SEVENTEEN THIS YEAR!?!?!?!?
Excuse me for a moment.
OHSHHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-
Friday, January 1, 2010
Hello 2010
I am soooooooo tired you guys
I was busy deleting all the tabs I had open jeeeeeeesus
and I'm srsly annoyed
youtube keeps being dumb and having no audio
and yes I checked the damn thing, it's not on mute
so I just deleted most of my tabs in case there's something there that's *overriding* the audio of youtube or some rubbish like that
but it still doesn't work
piece of crap
I wanna watch some very important videos!!!!! Well they're not important but I'd like to see them, okay
I'm so tiiiiiiiired
so so tired!!!!!!!!!!
it's only like 2.05 guys, lolwut
oh my god
I just downloaded like fifty million icons of the exact same thing but in different styles and stuff
bring on January 2nd, I want to see Doctor Who, whooo!
Okay, before I was all sombre and ranty and wtf-y, now I'm just exhausted.?
I'm totally going to end up printing out 50 billion icons and sticking them in a book for the lols or something
that's the extent to which I have a life
\o/
anyway if anyone wants to help me out on the youtube thing I'd appreciate it, or how to surreptitiously gain an ethernet local area network internet connection to ones room, that'd be great
have a nice time!
I was busy deleting all the tabs I had open jeeeeeeesus
and I'm srsly annoyed
youtube keeps being dumb and having no audio
and yes I checked the damn thing, it's not on mute
so I just deleted most of my tabs in case there's something there that's *overriding* the audio of youtube or some rubbish like that
but it still doesn't work
piece of crap
I wanna watch some very important videos!!!!! Well they're not important but I'd like to see them, okay
I'm so tiiiiiiiired
so so tired!!!!!!!!!!
it's only like 2.05 guys, lolwut
oh my god
I just downloaded like fifty million icons of the exact same thing but in different styles and stuff
bring on January 2nd, I want to see Doctor Who, whooo!
Okay, before I was all sombre and ranty and wtf-y, now I'm just exhausted.?
I'm totally going to end up printing out 50 billion icons and sticking them in a book for the lols or something
that's the extent to which I have a life
\o/
anyway if anyone wants to help me out on the youtube thing I'd appreciate it, or how to surreptitiously gain an ethernet local area network internet connection to ones room, that'd be great
have a nice time!
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