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have you seen my bomb that looks like a watermelon?

by bezzle

What is it with all these people getting a virus and sending spam?  I’ve gotten email on how to fix my non-existent erections, acai berry miracle detoxes, stop smoking aids…

Reminder to self: buy handball and write name on it

Victor’s quote corner:

“Someday I want to be rich. Some people get so rich they lose all respect for humanity. That’s how rich I want to be.”

-Rita Rudner

Otaku ramblings under the cut, so don’t bash me if you click it.  (I need somewhere to empty this stuff out of my brain.)

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summer lethargy

by bezzle

I am totally in the summer mood!  Make that Christmas too!

School feels redundant now, because I don’t think anyone can be bothered doing anything now. 

I’m beginning to realise what a manga otaku I’m becoming.  I see manga plotlines in all these random situations O_____O maybe this is slightly unhealthy.

Fingers crossed we’ll find a blog theme to stay with for another long time.

So now, have a 3OH!3 song filled with lots of girls in bikinis.  The cool part is how the video clip is like a massive website 8D and the song is catchyyyy.

OH and if you’ve watched the Telephone music video (how can you not have!) you might notice the prison warden going on the dating website plentyoffish.com – which also features in this clip xD

I love the chorus to this song…

If you love me let me go
Back to that bar in Tokyo
Where the demons from my past
Leave me in peace
I’ll be animating every night
The grass will be greener on the other side
And the Vampires and Wolves
Won’t sink their teeth

Victor’s quote corner:

Skill without imagination is craftmanship and gives us many useful objects such as wickerwork picnic baskets.  Imagination without skill gives us modern art.” – Tom Stoppard

Tumble-bumble

by bezzle

Yesterday we went to Luna Park.  I thought it would be fun.  It wasn’t really because I only went on four rides and not the Ferris wheel.  Oh well.  I also got in trouble for wearing shorts, instead of tracksuit pants.

I don’t think the day was really worth a recount of tedious waiting in lines, so I’ll just post a rage on our school’s uniform policy.

Firstly.  You (being the co-ordinator of the excursion, the Head of Science and the School Principal) have stated on the permission note given to us that we were to wear PE uniform with a tracksuit.  That I will acknowledge.  But later on, the last school day before the excursion, you gave us another note. Which stated that we were to wear sports uniform.  Which is the one with the shirt and shorts.  I consider the later one to be the information I should have gone by.

Also.  Is it really sensible to make people wear a fleece-lined pair of pants on a sunny day outside?  I think this slight degree of comfort should come before making everyone wear ‘uniform’.  Not to mention the ‘bottle green shorts’ are part of our sport uniform, as stated.  Saying that I can’t wear shorts, which still ‘match’ our uniform and tracksuits, is like saying that all girls should wear the skirt in winter, and not the slacks, because that means some of the students aren’t wearing the same as the others!  Maybe some girls will find it cold, and wear pants.  That’s a logical reason.  So why should I wear trackpants when I know that I can’t tolerate the heat if I do?  Oh, that’s right.  It’s school policy to make us all look uniform.

It seems to me that our school has a very image-oriented way of running.  Countless times, I’ve heard the deputy or principal tell us that we have to remember how other schools will see us, and that we have to appear our best.  I understand that, because we are such an elite school, we have to appear the best.  But I don’t think this is a very efficient way.  If you were to simply tell a student to be on their best behaviour because we’ll be judged on it, this does not really register because you haven’t really justified it in a way that appeals to the student.

Victor’s quote corner:

“A good sermon should be like a good skirt, long enough to cover the essentials, but short enough to retain the interest.” – Anonymous

A hopefully non-garbled summary of wet towels, dilute cordial and bad movies

by bezzle

I’m writing this on the day back from camp, Tuesday, and I’m dead and this post may not make perfect sense.

Bus ride to there was uneventful.  Got to the camp, sorted ourselves out into our pre-determined groups and did peer support-y stuff.  Lunch was very nice.  A lot of the girls never seem to finish/like their food.  Went to the beach and for an exhausting walk along the sad despite the rain that wouldn’t let up.  Sore ankles and knees.  Went into the bathing pool?  Is that what they’re called?  Because the beach was closed – i.e. no surf lifeguards, so no swimming.

But the pool was very nice too, even though the bottom was slimy and the water was cold.

Walked back and I hung my towel out to dry on the rack in our cabins, only to find a ginormous puddle of water underneath it the next day.

Everyone had finished organising their skit/scenarios to perform after dinner, so people just mucked around and talked to each other?  I don’t know.  I was playing cards and after that got boring and we got paranoid Victor K, Jane X and I snuck around scaring people at their windows and running away.  Which was highly amusing, as well as childish.  Whatever.

Dinner was…moderate.  Standard camp fare.  And I think the ‘creme brulee’ they gave us is totally different from the actual thing but I don’t care it tasted nice anyway.

Now for after dinner activities.

The skits were funny and I think all of them were genuinely funny and great.  That makes me sound like what I say usually isn’t genuine, but I mean that I think most of the time there’s groups that are underprepared but (maybe you were) but I think they were all enjoyable to watch.

And then for the killer.  The sad, disjointed and pointless movie called Napoleon Dynamite.  I’m pretty sure by now however chose that DVD has regretted it.  Seriously, with a name like that?  And the main guy, Napoleon Dynamite, just kept on talking in this REALLY ANNOYINGLY WHINY NASAL MONOTONE that was so IRRITATING and the movie had no plot and it was painful because even though I was somewhat focussing on the movie, I don’t remember it much.  And the stupid thing kept us till 10:45pm and then there was supper of chunky choc chip chocolate cookies and the horrible diluted dilute cordial they kept serving us.  I just can’t formulate my arguments against that movie, but trust me, that paragraph I just wrote does not detail how much Napoleon Dynamite was a flop. 

Attempted to do my maths homework (which is still sitting mostly unfinished on my desk) while Claudia straightened my hair for the first time (as in first time my hair had been straightened).  I obviously didn’t get much done, although Emily and Yvonne might have thought our conversation ‘interesting’ (read: weird).  I gave up and Carmen, Sydodo, Claudia and I just piled onto two top bunks and talked.

It was one of the longest and most varied and meaningful conversations I’ve had.  It started with discussions about relationships (I’m obviously not going to say anything here) and then went onto parents, religion, Australian society, US and our politics, our education system… and toes…up until 4:15am this morning.  That is the latest I’ve ever stayed up till, and at least I think it was for a good cause.  It just amazes me how interesting you guys are and how we all have different interests and yet we can still have such conversations…I can’t really verbalise it, just I feel like we connected somewhere.  And if this gets any sappier, I’ll start making angsty teenage posts full of cryptic accusative sentences about (non-existent) nameless people and how they’ve toyed with my emotions.

Anyway, we were obviously going to regret it later in the morning.

Breakfast…seriously, the last time I went to a camp where they didn’t serve scrambled eggs and greasy sausages for breakfast was in year 6 or something. 

Their brownies are heavenly….

Some last day peer support stuff again, lunch which was again really delicious (why is lunch the best?) and Sydodo sprained her ankle…

Fashion parade!  Bae was a natural, you gotta admit x)  Of course, the judges’ verdict was a tad controversial, but it was fun. 

Bus ride home, caught the bus home with Charmaine.  Walking home was not fun.

Camp was pretty great.  I’m dead tired, my homework hasn’t been touched and my nose is running like a tap (or a sprinter).  Goodnight and hope that I edit this post for more sense.

Victor’s quote corner:

Few things are more satisfying than seeing your children have teenagers of their own.” – Doug Larson 

And here is a link to a blog page full of bishounen.  I think that adult Vivi looks better (but he looks cute in this one) and it needs more megane-kun! but enjoy nonetheless :D

music rage, even though i listen to ‘mainstream’

by bezzle

In maths last period, someone passed a sheet around for us to all write down song suggestions for formal.  And when it got back to my row, I noted that there were a lot of mainstream songs (e.g. Just the way you are by Bruno Mars), because I thought everyone was like ‘mainstream sucks’ but what surprised me was that two people suggested Firework and Teenage Dream, both by Katy Perry.

I think Katy Perry’s music is very typical of mainstream, sugary pop.  I have some of her older songs, so I’m being hypocritical here.  I’ll admit to admiring her ability to make chart-toppers and she has singing ability.  But her lyrics are horrible.

Teenage dream – I know ‘dance until we die’ is a very dumb line (heck, most of her song lyrics are uninspired and very dumb anyway) but at least the song was catchy.  But Firework is a whole different matter.

I mean, it’s first line is:

“DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE A PLASTIC BAG”

Honestly.  No, I never feel like a plastic bag.  And that was a terrible opening line.

And while I feel brave/stupid enough to criticise Katy Perry, I’m just gonna have a grumble about Taylor Swift.

She has a really nice personality and is really good at singing.  But her songs are getting…bleh.

What I mean is that when I heard her latest song, Speak now, I thought it just sounded so familiar to her other songs.

Seriously, the idea of the lyrics are so similar to You belong with me.  It’s about her being superior to the guy’s actual girlfriend/fiancee, who is skanky/has a horrible personality and that he should choose her because she likes him and has been waiting for him all this time and but he’s oblivious, etc. but in the end it’s all fine and dandy because he chooses her eventually.

I’m going to end this post quickly, before I feel the urge to pick at more popular singers…

Victor’s quote corner:

“There are only two ways of telling the complete truth–anonymously and posthumously.”
– Thomas Sowell (1930 – )