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22nd.Mar, 2009 | 05:06 pm
listenin' to:: The Blood Brothers - Love Rhymes With Hideous Car Wreck

I'm back. And I've changed journals. Feel free to add me at lovepolygonal if you wish. But make sure you comment, because otherwise I won't add you back.

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12th.May, 2008 | 11:19 am

Prefect tense in German this morning spawned this:
Lecturer: Oh and here's another.

*writes on board* Sterben - to die
eg. er ist gestorben

*turns around* There is no stronger change of state than death.

No kidding.

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25th.Apr, 2008 | 11:11 pm
listenin' to:: Gregory and the Hawk - Boats and Birds

Elizabethtown was on t.v. tonight. I didn't care much for the story, but the SOUNDTRACK OMG.

I think I'll bump it up to the top on my "next thing to get". After GG s7. Of course.
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2nd.Mar, 2008 | 01:08 pm
listenin' to:: Clare Bowditch & The Feeding Set - I Love The Way You Talk

1. I finished watching Becoming Jane. I like Anne Hathaway less and less now, but James? JAMES. Oh, I still adore him. It was nice to see Anna back on-screen again, actually. For those of you North and South mini-series savvy people, she did a wonderful support character portrayal in that too. It's much, much longer than Becoming Jane. I usually like slow period pieces, but this movie? Just... annoyed me. The last scene was painful. The third last scene was also horribly painful. Horribly. Painful. And. Slow.

Just thought I'd make a point.

2. I borrowed Like Minds - yes, yes, TOM STURRIDGE. His role is incredibly one-dimensional, because his character doesn't have a terrible lot to do other than look calculating, cold and evil.

No wonder people have such odd notions of evil being sexy.

Eddie Redmayne might also be one of my new favourite people. I might actually enjoy watching him as William in The Other Boleyn Girl - which prior to seeing him in Like Minds, I wasn't sure if he'd ever manage to quite pull it off.

3. Because I Said So annoyed the hell out of me whenever Mandy and Diane were in the same scene together. They had alot of energy, but sometimes I felt like aesthetically sounding it was so ... noisy! I wanted to reach into the screen and SLAP Daphne Wilder across the face a few times. Not because she was so controlling, but just because I wanted her to bloody shut up. When her character had larengitis, I was happy. Happier than I can describe.

This is odd, because Lionel, the kid, was also pretty boisterous. Maybe it's because I have this idea that, hey - kids are kids and WILL be noisy. But adults are adults and ought to have the sense to judge when it's time to close their trap.

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28th.Feb, 2008 | 01:11 pm
listenin' to:: The Hush Sound - Echo


So you're all familiar with my music geekery, right? Yeah, well, up there is finally somewhere to put it.

If I upload something, it will be flocked, fyi, so please friend THAT journal if you like knicking music from me.


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An Actual Post About Actual Things

20th.Feb, 2008 | 06:55 pm
listenin' to:: Damien Rice - The Blowers Daughter

(Dedicated to Kendra. :P)

There's not been an awful lot of significance going on lately.

Monday, I was feeling ill - as was Dad. So we both took the day off, only for him to drag me out to a bunch of car dealers to see small cars. Yes, small cars to purchase and later on hand over to me. To be completely honest, I was both too stoked at the idea of potentially being allowed to DRIVE a car (when I get those P's...) for my OWN usage to be bothered about whether it was a Mazda 2 or a Yaris. Although, if you ask me, I really, really don't like the Yaris. The dasboard is in the wrong place, minimising the visibility - and I can't see out of the back window all that well either. What else I don't like about it, I can't say. I just don't. Sorry and no offence to those who own one.

There's a deal going at the moment about the VW Polo Match that Dad's got his heart set on which puts it into the budget of the "new small company car". If I was allowed to put my hands on that, I'll be over the moon!

The rest of Monday, we went to Ikea where I picked up a few items to furnish my room with. Blue throw rug, ftw! New desk lamp so I can, y'know, SEE! AND new white frames for those b&w photos I printed out. :)

Okay, so maybe I lied.

There was at least one interesting thing to note from this week thus far.

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20th.Feb, 2008 | 10:31 am
listenin' to:: One Republic - Goodbye Apathy

Nabbed from manicalmuse:

"The first three people who reply to this post, and who re-post this challenge: you win!!!

Your prize? It might be something I've made, or something weird or cool from my hidden stash of fabulousity. It might be edible, or wearable, or a book I think you might enjoy. A love letter, a useful object, or something else that is awesome or maybe just taking up room in my house.

Whatever it is, I promise I will post it within 30 days of your posted comment.

The only thing you need to do to receive your gift is PARTICIPATE.

Be one of the first three journalers to reply to this, and post this very same thing in your journal, and YOU are the lucky giftee."

I know, I usually hate memes, but this one's just that much cooler. If you're lucky, I might send on a personalised "mixed tape". Apparently, I make decent covers.

Also, I don't care if you pass it on or not. Just comment, and I'll see what I can do :D

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16th.Jan, 2008 | 05:47 pm
feelin':: blahblah

Okay, let me, like, get one thing, like, totally straight here.

Not, like, all teenage girls, like, speak, like this. And have, like, horrible habits of, like, putting "like", like, where it, like, really isn't necessary.

Meanwhile, what's, like, really funny? Is, like, totally trying to get such a girl to, like, kick the habit of, like, saying "like".

Try it.

What's really, like, sad, however. Is hearing, like, a GUY say "like", like, all the time. It's just totally wrong coming out of his, like, mouth.

It could be a matter of continued gender distinctions.

Or it could just be that girls are generally more annoying when they talk than guys are.

Or... putting "like" between every third word just takes too much damn effort, and why speak unnecessarily?

If it's the last option, then I implore all twits with a predilection for that ghastly word to learn the golden lesson. Less is more.

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9th.Jan, 2008 | 10:14 am
location: home
feelin':: chipperchipper

I'm home at last, and the feeling is already wonderful and euphoric. Of course, this won't last - realistically, something will shift and someone will get upset and the whole atmosphere of the house will change and people will start wishing everyone was on separate holidays again.

But essentially, I learned what it meant to NOT have my mum and dad around to catch everytime I slipped. Or to be in a noisy growing family environment. When my family left and I stayed with my godparents, and following that, an older couple I knew from church - the environment, though warm, was so... Quiet. It was ridiculous. So, yeah, sure - I was getting enough sleep (funny what not having access to the internet 24/7 can do to you); I was waking up at nice and early hours of the morning (there is nothing weirder, I tell you, than being the teenager in the house and being awake earlier than the adults); I got started on Welsh's Trainspotting (about 100 pages in and really enjoying it, despite the fact that I just read the most disgusting scene possibly imagined.); I relaxed alot and reacquainted myself with the art of being bored. My thumbs twiddled. I stared blankly out windows utterly lost in worlds of my own imagining. But I really missed home. And I mean, the physical building and location that home is.

When I got back to Sydney from Melbourne, some of my growing homesickness wore off. And I went into the city - which is probably one of my most favourite places here on this side of the world - which helped alleviate the longing. But it wasn't until I began to approach my front door - keys in hand - ready to open it up and step inside did I really feel like I was okay. And when I saw my family come inside with their luggage looking dog tired, that was it. It completed it for me.

God, I love home.

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25th.Nov, 2007 | 03:41 pm
feelin':: tiredtired

I actually haven't really had a decent moment to stop since finishing my exams.

I think I'll make Monday a day of indulgence, since asking that of a weekend is about as useful as asking the weather to kneel to your whims.

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