Monday Monday - Mama's and the Papas

Day 14 (July 24): A hero who has let you down.

Well, I don't really have a hero/heroes. And anyone who I have an unnatural obsession with tends to be far enough removed from my actual life that they don't really have the capacity to disappoint me, except by making lousy music.

Day 15: Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.

These questions are actually draining me of my will to live. Well, at some point in your life, you always are forced to live without someone you think you can't live without, because it's out of your hands. I really missed eating Milo cereal when I was in Japan, but I seemed to be alive while I was there, which constitutes 'living' without something.

Day 16: Someone or something you definitely could live without.

Microeconomics.

Day 17: A book you've read that changed your views on something.

Harry Potter. Now I feel as if I can blame my terrible moods on Dementors.

Day 18: Your views on gay marriage.

Two of my close friends are gay. But even if they weren't my close friends, I still feel incredibly strongly about gay people being allowed to get married. The fact they can't is a stupid and outdated concept, and is a sad and frustrating reflection on conservative Australia.

Day 19: What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?

I see what you did there, slipping in an extra question. I don't believe in religion. I half-heartedly follow politics.

Day 20: You're views on drugs and alcohol.

It's a personal choice, and one that I think you have the right to not be judged on. I'm pro drugs and alcohol.



So anyway, enough of that.

Oh. Okay.

Inception was mind fuckingly awesome. Black Rebel could be described using similar, if not the same, words. I'm going to see The Strokes tonight.

We Are The Niggers Of The World - BJM
Jumpin' Jack Flash - Rolling Stones

Nonsense.

Sometimes I feel like I want to put on weight, and just keep on going, just to challenge people to fall in love with my mind, and my thoughts on the world, and my wit and humour and compassion and ability to love in adverse circumstances.

December 30th, 2009 - Falls Festival

Day 12: A band/artist who has gotten you through some tough ass days.

Ah those tough ass days. Hard to say really, perhaps the Brian Jonestown Massacre, or the Beatles. You can NEVER go wrong with the Beatles. It just takes the beginning of 'Dear Prudence' to put me in a better mood.

A run-in with the law.

Yes, today I found myself face to face with the po-po, and walked away with a little bit of paper that will see me $200 poorer in the near future. BECAUSE I HAD NO P-PLATES ON. To start with, I literally just jumped in Mum's car to drop Clare into work, the tossbag would have read my ID and saw that I lived 2 minutes away. But no. Apparantly a spotless track record, and 3 years of driving doesn't count for anything.

Anyway, that's not really my beef, I've kind of been tempting fate driving around with no plates on for a while so it's kind of my own fault, but it's just frustrating because it's not like being caught DUI or speeding...those kind of things risk your own life, and the lives of others. That's worth being fined $200 if you're going to be that stupid. Me not using my P plates, for ONE day, is hardly putting anyone in a position where they are going to die.

I was taking Clare to work at the time, and the policeman had us sitting in the car for 15 minutes, I don't know what he was doing, but it gave us time to suggest things that would be exponentially more funner than getting a dumb fine:

- Pulling away, and in order to avoid the double whammy of a speeding fine too, stick to the 50 speed limit, and lead him on a moderate-speed chase.
- Pretend to have a stroke.
- Get out of the car and put the P-plates on, making no attempt to conceal the fact we are doing so, then when he hands us the fine, look innocent and ask why? Continue to argue, as if P-plates had in fact been there all along. Continue until he draws his gun.
- Get out of the car and run into the bushes.
- Ask if we can be filmed and get to go on RBT.

How committed am I to Blogger lately!

Day 10: Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn't know

In all honesty, I have thought long and hard about ending a friendship this past week. And by end, I just mean let it drift apart, as it seems to be naturally happening anyway. But it is causing me much grief, and much of this grief seems to be caused by things that I just don't consider issues, but the other party feels otherwise. God knows I love them. But knowing this just doesn't seem to be enough for them.

That said, I don't wish I didn't know them. I don't think there's anyone I wish I didn't know. If there's people you don't want to talk, or associate with, it's easy enough to make that so. To use a quote I seem to be using too much lately, 'we're not in high school anymore'.

Day 11: Something people seem to compliment you the most on

My smile. Which I like, because it comes easy to me, and in terms of a compliment, it does a pretty good job of making you feel happy. That's the standout one, people sometimes say I am a 'witty' person, but I think I'm just really vulgar, and got lucky in the fact that I live with 79 really cool people who are just as vulgar as I am, and consider making jokes about unsavoury things such as sunflowering, sex with mothers and convincing people to get their junk out on Chat roulette the height of hilarity.

Day 12: Something you never get compliments on

Haha, what a sobering question. Probably my figure, I'm pretty honest with myself about that by now. It's not terrible, it's just nothing to write home about. Oh, to have legs that make passers by stare!

A playlist for:

Lying on your bed, feet up on the wall, eyes closed, volume up loud, so loud that you can't hear when someone walks in the room, and you don't realise until they sit on the bed, and you get the fright of your life (aka my current favourite songs, plus a few cheeky extras).

1. Dog Days Are Over - Florence and the Machine
2. Get It On - T-Rex
3. Don't Fight It - The Panics
4. This Is Not A Song, It's An Outburst: Or, The Establishment Blues - Rodriguez
5. Wasted - The Donnas
6. Hold On, I'm Coming - Sam & Dave
7. Oh Nostalgia - Lisa Mitchell
8. Whoever You Are - The Brian Jonestown Massacre
9. Don't Worry Baby - The Beach Boys
10. Learn To Fly - Foo Fighters

Stories.

You know, love really does seem to come easier to some people. That's just a recent observation, one that occasionally makes me bitter, but upon further thought, makes me just realise it's a fact of life, much like other things that are becoming disturbingly commonplace, such as Justin Beiber and my potty mouth.

I miss writing. I used to write a lot, and I used to be really good at English. All through primary school and probably up to Year 8, I had confidence in my ability as a writer. Then, I think a) I became lazy and a bit rubbish and b) writing for the purpose of school became more about how well you wrote what was asked of you by the assignment outline, or subject syllabus. I didn't care much for writing where I actually had to think about what I was writing, and having to insert things like metaphors and oxymorons for the sake of a few marks.

I'm still really good at writing letters, I wrote at least a hundred when I was in Japan last year, but I really think I'll give writing a proper go this semester, especially with all the free time I'll have on my hands, what with the crushing workload of 12 contact hours a week. I might trial some of it here, though I forgot to mention the other issue, and that is that anything I write, it seems that as soon as I finish, I read back over it and immediately despise it. Maybe here is a good forum, what with a fairly quiet and unresponsive audience, it may be just the solution I'm after.

Day 9: Someone you didn't want to let go, but just drifted.

Rach.

Oh dear.

Fell off the wagon again, didn't I? Me sorry.

Day 4 (14th July): Something you have to forgive someone for

Forgive my best friend for being the frustrating person alive. And insisting on using the very Year 8-esque term 'best friend'. Honestly.

Day 5: Something you hope to do in your life

Fall in love. I'm in a lovin' drought, so this seems to be the thing that is mostly on my mind lately. Fall in love with someone who I love even though they are the most annoying person alive. And someone who loves me even though I'm totally slack keeping my legs hair free and I have a dirty, dirty mind. So much so, it's getting to be a problem. Soz for being so innapropriate, I only did it for the lulz!

Day 6: Something you hope you never have to do

Say goodbye to my parents before their time is up. I know people who's parents have died, cancer, car accidents..... And I just think, these people, must be the strongest people in the world. I can't picture my world without my mum or dad. I know it's inevitable, but I need at least 30 more years to prepare for that.

Day 7: Someone who has made your life worth living

I make my life worth living. Well, I try my damn hardest. I can't isolate one person who is my soul reason for living and it seems unfair to do so. So I'll say me. Because who doesn't want to be 110% happy with who they are?

Day 8: Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit

My sister. No one else can ever understand.

Day 3: Something you have to forgive yourself for.

Given the last 3 months, I'm probably not the best person to ask. Many would say I have commited much sin, I imagine.

I'm tired of forgiving myself.

Day 2: Something you love about yourself

My smile, and how I love people. I think it's fabulous.

I have had this headache for 4 days. I can't tell whether it's because I'm just really congested from being sick or I have a brain tumour. Watching Grey's Anatomy turns you into a hypochondriac. I'm gonna go inhale some Vicks.

Day 1: Something you hate about yourself.

Don't spare my feelings or anything...just get straight down to it.

I hate that I can act so terribly towards my family because I know that they will always forgive me. I hate how I hate to back down.

And if we're being shallow, I hate my stomach. Sorry, but I do.

Humph.

No wonder I've left the realm of blogger for the arch nemesis, Tumblr. My sister's blog is exponentially cooler than mine. So in a little experiment, which takes me back to the good ol' Myspace days, I shall do a '30 day test', which is something I stumbled across in Tumblr, and I shall USE IT TO REVIVE MY BLOGGER. Because I miss it, you see. I do, I do.

Every day, they give you something to write. I will attempt to make this 'something' simultaneously witty, deep, meaningful, full of my dubious sense of self worth and hilariously sarcastic. Big task ahead people.

You know, I love my family, but now I love my freedom a tiny bit more. My res family are coming to visit this week, how splendiferous.

Oh! But, I am going to Parklife. Which means more fun in the sun, and most importantly, The Dandy Warhols. YAY.

Ugh.

Tumblr has stolen my blog time and dedication. Me sorry. I'm sure it shall only be temporary. I don't hear any sound of discontent anyway. Go here if interested.