I should be asleep so that I can wake up tomorrow for school.
But fuck, this is just too good and random to wait.
Firstly, all the following is from the Bridezilla Wikipedia Page. And none was done by me. I have an account on wiki, and I really can’t understand Japanese.
More on that later.
Anyways…
Click to enlarge. Now focus on the six there. The reference, that is.
The year of infinite sadness that is. It’s my HSC year. Oh God, help me.
Anyways, I’m getting used to not having a keyboard and mouse around (technically, a way of forcing me into doing homework and study) and going on the computer with an egg-timer next to me!
I have fifteen minutes to go!
Anyways, things to come in the next few weeks, IN POINT FORM!
Some decent Film Reviews
Photo blogging/reviewing of my trip to Sydney FC v Melbourne Victory
As above, yet on the awesome concert that was THE NATIONAL!
More on my little endeavours through life.
Overall, a more active blog, to keep me sane.
Also, the MASSIVE love for my Big Day Out post is both flattering and gratuitously accepted. Never had such a jump in views in my life! Thank you my visitors!
I will unfortunantely be cancelling my comic book standing order. It’s costing too much money, the pateince of the guys at my local comic shop has been put to the test for far too long and I just don’t have the time for comics anymore. All this is proven by the amount of comics I have laying around still to be read.
I know that I’ll definitely be wanting more comics after reading the ever-expanding pile that has to be read, but I thinks it’s best that I let that feeling mature until the end of 2008, when I don’t have to worry so much about my finances or time (I hope).
Oh, and I still have Trade Paperbacks to occupy my time! Hooray!
Yes, it’s nearing Christmas already and I decided that, as a Christmas gift to all those who were still loyal to my blog (Thank you for dealing with a page that has not changed in three weeks or more) I might as well attempt to blog at a normal pace again. I guess I’ve probably been inspired by a certain friend who’s blog is among the best I read, ranking among the many articles I read off Digg, Off The Record and Stereogum.
I will skip details of the past that was not documented and instead go into details of the recent-past, all of which sits around me on a cluttered bedroom desk I really should be cleaning, yet won’t. I have a stack of burnt CDs, Gotye’s Like Drawing Blood atop of them all, facing me down like the devil, telling me that their mere existence is wrong. To my right are a stack of plays yet to be properly read, an issue that needs to be rectified if I ever want to consider a decent UAI. I have scraps of paper with to-do and to-buy lists, all of which I doubt will be completed prior to the new year, mixed in with old copies of The Drum Media; their ageing, stapled spines reflective of the longetivity of some of the cover artists featured. Atop of them all is a five-day overdue copy of Miller’s Crossing, a Batman mask I received as a birthday present, and my own bit of 2007 nostalgia: my workbook from NSW State Drama Camp.
The last few days have opened my eyes to the best and worst of some people that are close to me, even if the events concerned did not affect me directly. Should I care? Should I value what is good about the people I know? How much harder can it get to do so? Should I just leave these questions unanswered? Why so serious? Either way, I can’t blame this, exams, turning a year older or anything else but myself for the fault of leaving this place to rot.
Unfortunantely it isn’t just this that has been left on the ground. I have a stack of comic books – collectively rivalling the size of my mother’s copy of the Holy Bible – to be read, a bunch of movies to be watched, three articles to write from an e-zine, $300 of a camera yet to be paid off, and worst of all, homework to get done that backtracks to October. Practically the only thing that hasn’t been neglected is my last.fm account, constantly fed till bloated with my selection of stereotypically-indie-rock-and-pop. It’s these unfortunant times where procrastination has become key to both my sanity and insanity, creating a revolving door of issues that wont be stopped until I face the devil within.
I recently felt that I had to repost this on this blog. I think I might perform this at next year’s Talent Quest/Year12 Concert, with ammended lyrics for Australian modern culture (Neighbours instead of Hollyoaks, etc.).
I also challenge anyone to bring me any aspect of commericial media, art or modern culture, and I will defend it’s value to society to the best of my ability.
Although there are still four more days till the end of this term, it already feels quite monotonous to be at school. It feels like outside the necessary acts of giving exam feedback and clearing us out for the year, there’s not much left to be done by your casual Year 11 student (outside of defending the school from the dangers of Intergalactic Evils). Mind games, shallow-yet-horribly-cunning jokes and films that are slightly relevant to what we have or might be studying seem to occupy our time these days.
Maybe it isn’t boredom that fills me, yet a sense of true equality. Probably due to all the events – good, bad and uninteresting – that have occured I have been left emotionally neutral. For all the bad, annoying, disappointing and sombre that has happened, there has been equal doses of great news. Such as a good friend getting a paid acoustic gig during the holidays, or getting a call saying that I’m going with my fellow elder siblings to see Justin Timberlake.
And that’s an example of good news, by the way. Very good news, because tickets are about as hard to get as a proper reason for any argument out of Miranda Devine. As to why a person like myself is interested in a babyfaced commercial-pop act who makes love to himself every time he moves? Well, for one, he has made some incredibly intelligent pop music. And although his voice can sometimes sound like pure masculine pain, he does have a knack as a performer.
And, at the end of the day, he was on of the creative geniuses behind this gem of an SNL clip. It’s said that he occassionally slips this tounge-in-cheek send-up of the likes of BoyzIIMen into his encores. I really hope that he does on November the 13th.
(This clip has uncensored crude humour and language. You have been warned)
So today was the day everyone (i.e. Half-The-Grade) had to hand in their Prefect forms. Some saying less-is-more, others taking the chance to acknowledge every little facet of school involvement they have. I’m not fazed. If I get in, I get in. More Power to the People. If I don’t, then I sincerely hope that the right people get in. The prefect body can actually do something for the greater good of the school, yet no-one ever notices (hence the history of it just being the group that runs fundraisers and controls the canteen line). And trust me, there are people in the SHS Year of 2008 that can actully utilise those powers for good.
Today was a better day than expected. Still quite sour over some issues. Some assessments didn’t go completelt to plan, yet the idea of just getting past this year and going into Year 12 with a fresh start and a much more free learning system is very promising, albeit that it will be the HSC year and stress is practically unavoidable. Either way, the quicker this year is behind me, the better.
The Explosion
I saw it late last night on Ten News and I must say, that in terms of easy publicity, the marketing team for The Dark Knight knows every trick in the book. They’ve already hooked all the fanboys (such as your’s truely!) with their internetviralmarketing campaigns, now they’ve brought this out for the action-hungry macho-masses. Here, they did the simple thing of buying a delapidated building and calling the press. The rest is history.
(The video has no sound, by the way. I suggest making your own explosive sounds, using inspiration from this guy. Enjoy!)
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