I tried my best on all of my exams… But I know on some of them the marks won’t be too hot. But, as clichéd as this is, I’ll be satisfied with whatever I get. I tried my best. I don’t think there’s any way I could do better than that that didn’t involve NoDoz, nicotine and twenty four hour days, which I am not willing to be a part of. I hear scary and weird stories on the grapevine about fellow year twelves popping them like candy and getting addicted. Not sleeping for five days and still rushing about with red eyes, stuttering and ugly moods. So, no.

On the twenty sixth I am going to Sydney (!) for a week, but until then I still have other stuff to do. Application kits and interviews for places that want to see my art to see if I am good enough, if I measure up. Siiiiigh.

I’m very tired. But, I’m this close to getting a huge break, so I have to stick it out until then…!

Clearly, it was an excellent lecture.

PS My exams are soon so I won’t be posting for a while… Wish me luck!

Fucklings, from The Urf!

It’s rude. I know! But so funny- I nearly spat out my mouthful of tea when I saw it for the first time. Also, your website’s so cool…

Umm, I have nothing of substance to post that won’t take up less than one thousand words. Sigh.

However.

Can you imagine what would happen if the young girl had continued being sexually active without taking the pill? Eventually she would have gotten pregnant, and then her parents would be even more outraged. They’d probably blame the school for having poor sexual education. Can anyone else see the paradoxical nature of the situation? It’s pretty obvious the girls parents didn’t know about her active sex life and her teachers couldn’t force her to talk to her parents about it, although they must have encouraged her to do so.

And, really, it wasn’t the girls teachers that taught her to be sexually active before she hit 16 (The legal age for intercourse in Victoria), but you can bet that there’ll be some sort of discussion about the quality of sexual education in schools in relation to this incident.

I’m starting to feel a bit sorry for schools. It’s a damned if you do, damned if you don’t predicament.

It started off like it could be beautiful, but the whole was just eeeeeuuuurrgh. I had huge expectations (I’m a big Bob Dylan fan) but it sucked. Everytime Richard Gere was on the screen I wanted it to stop. It just wouldn’t end. It started with the autopsy of a certain character, and it seemed so natural that it should end with how that character ended up dead, but it went on after that…!

However, Cate Blanchett was awesome. They should make a short film with just her parts and maybe Ben Wishaw  doing his preachy gunshot things in between too, then it would be worlds better. Cate had everything down to a tee, even the small nuances like the way Dylan held his cigarette. That part was brilliant.

Apart from that- disappointed. The only thing that was slightly funny was The Beatles and Cates dylan dubbed, at one point, to sound like chipmunks. Sigh!

…That said, I’d watch it again for Cates peformance, and I’ll buy the soundtrack sooner or later.

Everytime I put shoes on, it has to be the right foot first. I wear my keys and USB around my neck to school and when I walk I have to hold them. There’s a part on my way to school that is difficult to walk on sometimes, so at first I had to hold out my arms to balance, but it’s fine now because I’ve done it so much. But I still have to do it, even though it won’t help me with anything!

So, I pose the question: What are some of the things you are OCD about, if any?

This is fine. Yay for gay rights!

However, a strange thing that happens to me as a direct correlation of this is the idea that because I’m so enthusiastic about gay rights, I must be gay myself. Right?!?!?!

That’s not true. I’m not gay! It doesn’t bother me that people sometimes think I am, but really: If we all assumed things this quickly, can you imagine how ridiculous things would be?

Can you tell me in no more and no less than thirteen words why you are nothing short of fabulous? Or, as Mims so aptly put it, why you’re hot? I don’t mean this in a purely aesthetic sense! Here’s mine:

Apart from being devastatingly stylish, I also specialise is being witty and quirky.

Ready? Go!

The main purpose of having a blog is to, basically, keep a journal online… Right? Then couldn’t they do  the same thing with a pen and paper (I write in my own journal from time to time)? Why did the people who say that their blogs are for themselves even go to the trouble in the first place of making a site, spending money to buy a domain name etc. and spending time making a layout? Other people can see websites. You’re pushing for reader involvement yet again if you use some sort of CMS as well.

And, also, why do the above people also have an ‘About me’ page? Surely these blogs that are for themselves don’t need any information on them for other people? I just don’t get it!

Websites are a way to show things to the world very easily. Saying something is for you only, and putting it out for the whole world to see is pretty dumb, no?