*Sigh*
That's all I have to say, and that's all I have had to say all day, maybe even over the last few days. Just a sigh. A sigh can say so little, and yet say so much.
*Sigh*
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
Ass-Wig
Right! So in my blog about stupid idiots, I was pretty bleak, because that's how I was feeling. But I've cheered up now, and that's largely because of a conversation I had with a friend of mine.
We were talking about bizzare things I could wear to the Semi, and he said I should hear a huge ass wig. Then he said that he didn't mean an ass-wig, he meant a huge wig.
That reminded me of this...
Which in turn, reminded me of my favourite Futurama line, ever, in the history of the world (or just the history of Futurama), which was said by Mom.
"JAM A BASTARD IN IT YOU CRAP!"
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Whaddya know?
Research shows that people get more emotionally attatched to decisions that may cause a loss than decisions that may cause gains? Go figure.
Stupid idiots...
Usually I wouldn't use that to describe my friends, but this must be said.
Just some forethought, my friends are not stupid idiots, they're just being stupid idiots about this one thing.
This one thing is the Semi Formal. Everyone's talking about it, fussing about it, worrying about it, asking my opinion about it...
The thing is, there are alot of things in the world, and many of these things make great conversation topics. The Semi Formal is not one of them. The Semi Formal makes a conversation topic, not a great conversation topic, but the way most conversations end up being about this one night that happens some time in the middle of next year just pisses me off.
There are two reasons that everyone's mind being turned toward the Semi Formal pisses me off greatly:
a) It's the middle of next year, surely they can all worry about it when it's at least a little closer.
b) It's not the end of the world if it goes hideously wrong.
Now, I don't want to go, but I have to. It's compulsory to go and it's compulsory to have a date. This date must be declared by the end of term 1, and they must go to the school.
So, the way it's going to turn out is that everyone will get all dressed up with their expensive dresses and shoes and all that make-up, their hair curled or something like that, and it will be nowhere near as great as the expect it to be.
And the thing is, I don't look great, and I know that, so I'll end up in some shoe-string strapped, stupid, shiney number, with high-heels that I can barely walk in, my hair and make-up done by god-only-knows-who and I'll feel akward, and that'll show in the way I look absolutely atroscious, while all my friends look absolutely stunning and flaunt that with perfect confidence.
Not only that, but anyone I talk to is treating it like it'll be the end of the world if they don't get a date. Now, that just shits me. It's one night in a lifetime. Who the hell cares if one night in EIGHTY YEARS goes badly. By the time you're middle-aged and living your life, you might not even know any of the people you went to high school with, and if you do, they're not going to keep bringing up the Year 11 Semi Formal that you coundn't get a date to.
That's it. That's my rant, thank you and good day.
Just some forethought, my friends are not stupid idiots, they're just being stupid idiots about this one thing.
This one thing is the Semi Formal. Everyone's talking about it, fussing about it, worrying about it, asking my opinion about it...
The thing is, there are alot of things in the world, and many of these things make great conversation topics. The Semi Formal is not one of them. The Semi Formal makes a conversation topic, not a great conversation topic, but the way most conversations end up being about this one night that happens some time in the middle of next year just pisses me off.
There are two reasons that everyone's mind being turned toward the Semi Formal pisses me off greatly:
a) It's the middle of next year, surely they can all worry about it when it's at least a little closer.
b) It's not the end of the world if it goes hideously wrong.
Now, I don't want to go, but I have to. It's compulsory to go and it's compulsory to have a date. This date must be declared by the end of term 1, and they must go to the school.
So, the way it's going to turn out is that everyone will get all dressed up with their expensive dresses and shoes and all that make-up, their hair curled or something like that, and it will be nowhere near as great as the expect it to be.
And the thing is, I don't look great, and I know that, so I'll end up in some shoe-string strapped, stupid, shiney number, with high-heels that I can barely walk in, my hair and make-up done by god-only-knows-who and I'll feel akward, and that'll show in the way I look absolutely atroscious, while all my friends look absolutely stunning and flaunt that with perfect confidence.
Not only that, but anyone I talk to is treating it like it'll be the end of the world if they don't get a date. Now, that just shits me. It's one night in a lifetime. Who the hell cares if one night in EIGHTY YEARS goes badly. By the time you're middle-aged and living your life, you might not even know any of the people you went to high school with, and if you do, they're not going to keep bringing up the Year 11 Semi Formal that you coundn't get a date to.
That's it. That's my rant, thank you and good day.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Oh, the Christmassy goodness
Christmas, eh?
All that family together-ness and not to mention...
FREE STUFF!
Yeah, because that's what it's all about isn't it, not the birth of the messiah, but the fact that it's the time of the year where you get heaps of stuff...and also socks and losing lottery tickets.
Anyway...that's pretty much all I have to say, so have a good christmas or summer solstice or yule or all the other festivals...i'm just not sure how many have already passed...
All that family together-ness and not to mention...
FREE STUFF!
Yeah, because that's what it's all about isn't it, not the birth of the messiah, but the fact that it's the time of the year where you get heaps of stuff...and also socks and losing lottery tickets.
Anyway...that's pretty much all I have to say, so have a good christmas or summer solstice or yule or all the other festivals...i'm just not sure how many have already passed...
Monday, December 22, 2008
FINALLY!
RIGHT!
Since Thursday, I have completed a grand total of THREE ultimate life goals.
1. Get into the Extension stream of the Australian Acting Academy.
2. Toss a grape into the air and catch it in my mouth.
3. Acquire the season 2 box set of Doctor Who.
HELL YEAH!
Since Thursday, I have completed a grand total of THREE ultimate life goals.
1. Get into the Extension stream of the Australian Acting Academy.
2. Toss a grape into the air and catch it in my mouth.
3. Acquire the season 2 box set of Doctor Who.
HELL YEAH!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Izzie, the Queen of Soup-For-One
There were no cans of soup in the cupboard, so I made it from scratch. Using a can of tomatoes!
And here is my fantasmic recipie (sp?)
Ingredients
Tomatoes (one tin)
Method
Add tomatoes to blender, blend. Add the now blended contents to a saucepan, heat.
And there you have it, soup for one, the awesome way.
And here is my fantasmic recipie (sp?)
Ingredients
Tomatoes (one tin)
Method
Add tomatoes to blender, blend. Add the now blended contents to a saucepan, heat.
And there you have it, soup for one, the awesome way.
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