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Wednesday, December 31, 2008

When All Is Said and Done

Well, we've all come to the end of another year. I'm not a great believer in celebrating everything (and believe me, it won't be a celebration in a literal sense for me - just a great, big milestone in that I'm glad I'm alive at the end of). 

2008 was a shit load of shit. There is no other way of putting it. 

2008 was... family gathering into family tolerating into family loathing. It was a drop of sane in a sea of insane. 2008 was an issue for my mental health. It was spirit-crushing, self-esteem tearing, complete annihalation for my formal ideals. It was the breakdown of a once promising career in academics, relationships, and reasonablly positive emotions . There are countless people and friendships who have changed into things I never would've even imagined them to be. In my point of view, 2008 was simply a total lack of disrespect for life.

Yerp. Insomnia got really bad, I spent ages in the bathroom (not that I chose that location for any particular reason. Humans are naturally territorial animals and I found my bedroom was too big [oh, and when I say bathroom, I mean, the room in which the bathroom is, as opposed to toilet) thinking about the apparent demise of my life aand... I'm proud to say I had a mental breakdown and I'm perfectly sane now. Sure, maybe not jumping-over-the-moon happy just yet, but sane, which is better than I've ever been all year.

I've got to admit, though, the shit was pretty educational.

I remember everything I was feeling at this moment 365 days ago and boy, I would sell my a lung, part of my liver, a kidney and possibly my appendix to go back. Not that there's anything wrong with what's waiting for me in the future, but hey, it was a pretty good feeling, and I would do anything to warn myself of what was to come.

Oh well. I'm done with whining. I brought it on myself anyway. I hope we all have a wonderful year in '09, and be eternally grateful that this wretched one is now about to end. 

*wanting-to-be-aloned-ness* See you next year.

Neither you nor I'm to blame when all is said and done.
Once I lost my way when something good had just begun. Lesson learned, it's history when all is said and done.

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I didn't mean to post two entries today, but seeing as I was originally intending to post it at 2:30am this morning, I guess it wouldn't have made much of a difference. Thanks to Vista's incredibly intelligent idea of restarting my computer as soon as I tried to uninstall a simple program, without giving me any sort of forewarning whatsoever, it obviously did not happen.

I don't know why I'm telling you this, but last night, I dreamed a very good dream. It was about a couple of people I knew a couple of years ago, and I was back where I wanted to be, in a familiar environment where I can remember I was quite happy. I liked it. This has prompted me to send a very sincere thank you/apology/accusation to a certain teacher whose respect I have for them is endless. Just so you know, if I had posted this last night, this last paragraph wouldn't have been part of it. Yeah... such is the nature of time.

Anyway, this was just going to be a short, simple, HOW THE HELL CAN YOU HAVE REBELLIOUS HAIR?? I mean, I know what they're trying to describe about certain kinds of hair, but doesn't anyone else think that they've used a really, really bad metaphor? It's like saying, "Oh, my hair is so rebellious it's on the USA's 'Most Wanted' list." Seriously! Hair doesn't go against society on its own accord. You don't give your hair a lecture, spank it a little bit on it's backside, ground it for life and find that the next morning your hair has made an alcatraz-like escape from it's godforsaken imprisonment of your head!


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Tuesday, December 30, 2008


Dear Everyone,


Holidays = boredom, mainly because everyone else is having fun. Therefore, Vivien is in desperate need of some form of entertainment which does not involve any illegal downloading. *ahem*. 


Despite the large number of people who I've subscribed to on a large range of websites, NOBODY HAS POSTED ANYTHING. *infuriated lots*

Ok. You know what? Whatever. I wouldn't steal a car. I wouldn't steal a TV. I wouldn't steal a handbag. I wouldn't physically steal a movie. *Dramaticises* I would steal a virtual movie! What am I really doing to Australia's film industry? Where have all the flowers gone? Did The Teapot shout, "Tip me over pour me out" or did The Teapot shout? Why do I often like to embark on crazy, crazy organisational "projects" which usually involve checklists which I am able to maintain for about... until the sun sets? WHAT IS THE ANSWER TO LIFE, THE UNIVERSE AND EVERYTHING? 

Oh my head is going to explode!

I'm heading down to Sunshine Coast with the Campbellator (yes, like an escallator, because I'm too tired to think of anything more interesting, plus I do think that he resembles one, in that he has silver glasses... and the steps are usually silv...black) tomorrow (and possibly fighting an onslaught of rain) and it's way past midnight so I'll be getting off to sleep now.

By the way, if anyone really cool reads this, FREAKING POST SOMETHING, MAN! And tell me when you do. But make sure it's interesting, because I like interesting things. Sometimes things that interest me are...


Oh, and you, Miss Angela. I've figured out who it is who's been visiting from Gold Coast. Using Mozilla even when you're that far from home. hah! *winnnnnnn*

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Sunday, December 28, 2008

The Christening of a Stovetop

lol. I got a new stove top. No - my family got a new stove top. I'm not abled enough. I've got to say though, they are spiffffffy little things. The old one got pretty handicapped; of the four hot plate thingies, we could only change the temperature of one while all the others were stuck on the hottest setting, and with one of them, one of the heat elements had broken so it would only do half the job.


Anyway. I was going to do a "Christmas Special" blog post. It was going to be about how much I hated Christmas. I was afraid that I'd be attacked by a mob of angry internet goers, so I guess I'll do it at Easter. 

OH WAIT! I JUST REMEMBERED WHY I WAS TELLING YOU ABOUT MY KITCHEN. I CHRISTENED IT. :DD with Campbell's Tomato Soup. Although we had the stove top for about 3 ish days, I completely restricted my family from cooking on it until I felt the need for some soup, because that was what I wanted to be the first thing to have been made on the stove. Well, I finally did it today, 'cause I felt everyone was getting a little bit hungry. I did the whole ritual: mixing too hard so that it splashed everywhere; putting in way too much water compared to milk... Wow. The entire thing was so enlightening. I feel... changed. I know the food cooked now will never be the same, thanks to me. haha

So long.

ok now that I've viewed this post on my blogger, I just want to say, I have no idea why there is a sudden font change in the middle of it. Ermm... sorry? I can't fix it. 

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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

MSN Names


I've just decided that whenever I'm going to complain about something in posts, I'm not going to greet you. Yeah, take that, readers.



Anyway, I just want to point out how incredibly infuriating and*make-people-jump-to-silly-conclusions-ing* msn names/personal messages are. Okay, if I quickly just scan my list of people right now, I can tell you that these horrible little sequences of text are used only for one of/a large combination of these things:

1. Proclaiming incredibly un-hilarious jokes, thought of by the user themselves in a vain attempt for others to view them as "generally funny and very sociable people". Often, these people take joy from the fact that, because no one is able to understand these quirky remarks without actually questioning them, people have to personally contact them and ask them to explain it.

2. Displaying their incredibly versatile and "different" compilation of music. Really, I don't care if you listen to a band that I've never heard of, or listen to such a massive range of music that you've never repeated a song in your life. Publicly displaying what music you listen to nowadays, is almost like having to put on nice clothes in a video call so that people don't shun you. "Omg you seriously listen to such-and-such?" Fuck, I can listen to anything I want. 

3. (2.1) Displaying their expansive knowlege of alternative music by posting obscure, yet "meaningful" lyrics in their personal messages. Sure, I am guilty of this too, but I am merely pointing out the fact that it happens. 

4. Showing off the freaking gigantic number of friends/posse/people that they "love"/people who love them. From my contacts list, I have this one girl who manages to mention seven other people in her personal message alone, and her super important boyfriend, who gets a front seat in her main name. 

5. (4.1) What makes this experience all the more maddening is that, usually when people get mentioned in msn names, it's because there's some sort of personal joke that they share. Ok, so this makes the user of the msn account to mention this joke. Oh, and then when you ask them about it, they say, "Oh, don't worry. It's just a joke that me and my friend have". First of all, you have horrible grammar. Second of all, IF IT'S SO FREAKING PERSONAL, DON'T PUBLICLY DISPLAY IT. Seriously.

6. (4.1.1) Usually when these jokes are publicised, they are written in a way which makes them incredibly, outrageously funny. A contact of mine has things about sex, boobs and jokingly dating a female friend of hers. It's almost like she's trying to insult me and saying that her friends are cooler than mine, and they're not afraid to speak their mind. Neither am I. I don't care how freaking fun filled your life is, or "daring" you and your friends are. I don't think anybody does, so stop sharing and exaggerating it.

7. Last of all, one of the most prominent reason people like to spruce up their msn names is so that that can express their great and all-the-way-to-China deep love for their other half. :/. Zomg that is so overrated. I have someone on my list who (yes, is a boy) has posted the fact that he is celebrating a one-month aniversary with his girlfriend. - What? Dude, 31 freaking days. Some girls would have a period twice in that space of time. *rolls eyes*. God, what has become of this world? It's like, people would doubt your fidelity if you didn't mention them in your msn name. SERIOUSLY. 

I'm sick of all this crap. Meh. Whatever. This probably won't change anything anyway. Couple of things before we leave:
- OMFG Tom Milsom aka hexachordal replied to a comment of mine on his video! g;alskdlgkhsdf. yay.
- I am deeply engaged in watching inevitable-outcome battles on Pokemon Colosseum. Gahh. It has taken me over 2 hours to post this. :(
- I was looking at the tags to my posts, and I've discovered that the word I've tagged most with my blog is idiots. This is reasonably sad. Another :( for Vivien.

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Thursday, December 18, 2008

HiAtus + DBass - *yays inside*

Hoai Go-uies.

I've decided that I will (she said, with strength and resolve, knowing full well that her commitment levels are so low, she could probably not commit to not committing) go on an internet hiatus in a short while. No, I do not wish to be participating in an internet "hiatus fad", but really, I'm feeling pretty FREAKING APATHETIC, and I deem that I will be for the rest of the holidays. As I mentioned before, I probably will not go on this said hiatus because I've promised myself that I will. I don't know. We shall see.

On other news though, I got a new dbass today! Some people are probably thinking, my god! spoilt (demon) child! I have reason! Hear me out. Okay, after some extensive research on the cost of "renting" a double bass (I don't like that word), my mother an I have discovered that it costs, approximately, on average $100 dollars (give or take maybe about $99) a MONTH. On the other hand, on a spiffy (risk taking, life threatening, heart wrenching, advantage taking) internet website like ebay, it costed me around $550 to buy it. Hmm... rent for 6 months, or buy it and smite the stores the moment I find out that the instrument isn't that shit, get my money's worth + much more? Anyway, I'll try post pictures (yeah, I know I never do) soon/most probably never.

Oh well. I've got lots of things to complain about so you can await my future posts. (see what this planned hiatus is doing to me??)

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Sunday, December 14, 2008

Housekeeping Stuff

Hey Guys,

I'm moving to LJ soon [when I can be bothered].

Hopefully by the time that I do, they'll have been able to develop a function where you can syncronise blogs and stuff. But if I move before they do, I'll just copy and paste it to both blogs. 

Other news though, on the 17th of December, 2008, I'll have had this blog site for exactly a month. To date, I've been visited by over 13 countries (at least) over 5 continents. If someone from Africa and Antartica would very kindly like to come land on my blog in the next 2 days or so, I'll be more justly able to say that I have been visited by people from all over the world. As of the last time I checked about two days ago, I have had 98 profile views. Again, if any African/Antartican/Afro-Antartican would like to jump onto my profile, hopefully your existance will double of importance to me. - just kidding. So yeah, I'm hoping to reach 100 by the 17th, so my life will be a little bit more complete than it is at the moment. 

I'm feeling really awful at the moment, so please don't expect me to be making any decent posts any time soon. I know it's a horrible trade off for me to hope that people to be looking at my stuff while I'm moping about but gahhh. I feel like crap. 

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Hey Guys. 

Sorry I haven't been blogging lately. It's the holidays (yeah, the 2 month ones), so nothing much ever really happens to me during this time of year. 

It's almost 2 o'clock in the morning, and I'm just sitting here on my own downstairs, surfing the internet with the tv on and my dog dreaming away. She gets quite active in her dreams. It's the funniest thing. 

Anyway, if any of you use youtube regularly (or infrequently, either way), you might have noticed the little "Youtube Symphony Orchestra" icon in the lower right corner of most pages. Now, I've seen this icon for about a month now, and I've always wanted to explore it, but up until now, there's always been something that's been stopping me. Tonight though, I finally plucked up the resolve to click on it, and it's probably one of the most exciting ideas/projects I've ever had the fortune of coming across! Basically, it's setting out to have a bunch of about 100 people from all across the world to come together to create one epic symphony orchestra. I'm reaaally hoping to participate in this, even if it's just to audition and get some feedback from them, it's really got me jumping in my seat. 

So, I really want to audition on my double bass. However, there's a smal hiccup in all this, in that I'M NOT CURRENTLY IN THE POSSESSION OF A BASS AT THE MOMENT. Gah. Entries for the audition due in by the 28th of January, 2009. The music isn't too hard (well, I'd have to practise it, for sure), but yeah... boo for Vivien. I don't think that the orchestra would be of like, ultimate professional standard, but they're saying that they're considering people of all ages, professional or amateur. I'm hoping that there won't be much competition amongst the double basses, and I'm really thinking that there wouldn't be anyway, because this opportunity is only open to everyone aware of it who can play an instrument, which kind of narrows it down a little bit, and then of all those youtubers, I'm not sure that an entirely large percentage of them would play the bass. And then, of all the people who can play the bass, I'm not sure if they would all be able to play it like, awesomely 'cause you know, it is youtube (kidding), and I'm not sure how many professional musicians would go wasting their time searching on youtube for an opportunity to be part of the world's first international symphony orchestra.


Anyways, If you're reading this, and you're a musician, HAVE A GO! You have nothing to lose, and imagine the prospect of being chosen to be a part of it. It's a world first, and you'd be part of music history forever. 

Here's the link: www.youtube.com/user/symphony.    <-- GO.

Peace, dudes. I love you.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Australian Image

Ok so on the news today, (oh this made the headlines by the way), AUSTRALIAN KIDS ARE DUMB, PARTICULARLY QUEENSLAND ONES. So this has called for all the political awe to seize this opportunity to improve their poor public image and conduct an "education review". Ok whatever, so here in Australia we're fat and lazy. That's not new. Having been overseas and all, everything in seems too easy for us. Good wage, standard of living, workplace unions - we've got it pretty good here. Australia always seemed to lack motivation anyway.

Then I hear that countries like England, US, Russia and Kazakhstan all did better than Queensland. Ok, still fine with me, but then as I watch on, there is an interview with a professor of some sort, and the news reader asks something along the lines of, "So, why has a country like Australia been out-performed by Kazakhstan?" That's just nasty. Then I periodically flick to other channels and each one, within 5 minutes of me watching it, flashes up with a news headline saying almost exactly the same thing: "Australia, beaten by Kazakhstan." It's like they're saying, "Oh shit, I can't believe some dirt like Kazahkstan beat us."


Fucking sore losers. It makes me so angry.

I don't even understand why they expect us to be any way else. With government advertisements selling the message to kids that you can earn more as a tradesman than taking a university pathway (I'm pretty sure the term for it is "fostering everybody's talents" - we're not all good at academics. [Clearly]), I don't see why we wouldn't all want to labour away. Seriously, they have nothing to complain about. Shove it back into your frack trap Australia.

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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

My Tetris Claws Are Getting Rusty :(

Just 'Things' this time:

- I have a terrible habit of throwing non-disposable, eating utencils into the bin! I've done it twice in three days now... It makes me sad. 

- I actively use Google Chrome, Opera and Internet Explorer for web browsers, and I really, really need help to choose one which I can get into the habit of exclusively using. Personally, I find Internet Explorer boring and slow, I prefer the appearance of Google Chrome (i.e. the colour scheme of the whole brower, the links bar, and the 'most visited' home page, quite similar to the Opera speed dial function, except Chrome has the links and the speed dial-like function, so Chrome wins in that department), but Chrome doesn't use the standard Java etc., so you have to install all the required plug-ins and other stuff like that, so that's really annoying. Oh and another thing with Chrome is that when you save pictures and things using Chrome, it changes the file type, which means that most other programs have difficulty viewing them. It's at these moments when I turn to Opera. They have a similar interface (but I still like the colour scheme of Chrome better), so I guess I use it with reluctance. Opera is definitely more reliable. Yeah. Then I guess I just use Internet Explorer to get things that the other ones can't access because of browser security allowance issues and the like. Anyway, I've been told many times that Firefox is really, really good, and I also want to use that too, so I'm just torn... Gah. Please help?

- I want to play Purge! It sounds like such a brilliant game :(. All the descriptions say it's the "devine war. science-fiction versus fantasy; technology versus magic; science versus religion." Come on. Is that not the most ultimate, everything-you-could-ever-wish-for video game?? But guess what? Oh no. I can't, ["because The Man ruined that with a little thing called MTV!"] 'cause it's a multiplayer game, and there isn't anyone to play online with me. :@:@ (Harry Harry, please for some odd reason, be reading this.)

- I have horrible ligaments :(. I'm sure my kneecap is moving around, and they hurt like mad. 

- Do you ever get the feeling that there're two of you? Whenever I look in the mirror, I always feel like the person looking back at me is another person, except this person is my "perfect friend" She understands me, you know? She can justify everything I do and everything I want to do. It's like, I can tell her anything that happens to me, but she already knows, and she still listens anyway. Sometimes, I like to think she looks back at me, and when I smile, she smiles back, and it's the most reassuring smile on the planet. They seem to say, "Haha. You'll be fine." ... Maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I have a brain aneurysm. Hope not. 

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Monday, December 8, 2008


Okay, so ever since the concert, I've had a little bit of a Joel-craze-ish phase. You know, listening to all his songs, googling him and his personal life etc. etc. Well anyway, being a proud user of imbd.com (the internet movie database [but of course, I've just proved that it goes beyond movies]), I looked around for the name of his current wife. Entering the 'Trivia' section of the site, I scanned the page, discovered a couple of pretty cool things about him, chuckled at some of the funny, yet wise and true things that he's said and kindled a want to see the musical: 'Movin' Out'. 

Sooner or later, I reached the bottom of the page, and there was a little subsection titled "People Viewing This Page May Also Be Interested In These Other Sponsered Links". Here's what it listed below, and what I thought as I read each one (in italics):

- Free Billy Joel Music (Oh, isn't that nice?)

- Kylie Minogue's IQ = 113 (Wait, isn't that the same as George Bush, Kevin Rudd and that slightly confused little girl in the high chair with spaghetti all over her face?)

- 1 Rule of a Flat Stomach/"How to Lose Stomach Fat" (WHAT?! SO YOU THINK THAT BILLY JOEL ENTHUSIASTS ARE LARGER/FATTER/MORE OBESE THAN FANS OF OTHER INTERESTS?!) [I loaded it twice, and evidently, they provided similar results]

In any case, I was self conscious and outraged! So I dealt with it by writing a blog :). 

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Sunday, December 7, 2008



I've been arguing with myself to blog about this for the past twenty-four hours, but I've been feeling rather shoddy. Anyway, ON WITH THE AWE.

The concert was spectacular! The lights were amazing, somewhat blinding at times but relevant, at that, and gosh, his piano and stool was on a moving platform so that everyone could see him/not see him ("share the shit around", as he says), he was funny and nice, and the MUSIC... the freaking music. He sounded just as good as he did on all his recordings, and I respect him so much more than anyone else for being a "real" musician - ie. he actually understands music, writes music and makes the music. Not some silly technology or composer to performer rubbish. Save that for my arse. Anyway, as I was saying, the music. The artist is only as good as the band behind it. I think I spent way to much time checking out the band than appreciating Mr. Joel though :(. They were cool dudes/chick. It seemed like every one of them could play at least a 3rd instrument, and it seemed like every one of them could play the saxaphone! They were just brilliant too.


Everything was just so surreal! It never really sunk in that I was watching the guy whom I'd been idolising since I was about 6. He was right there in front of me! Flesh, bones and all. Yeah. I didn't even believe it until I nearly cried when he came back out with Piano Man. HE WAS RIGHT THERE. and then he left. :(

Overall, it was pretty much the best freaking concert I'd ever want to go to. Out of 10 stars, I give it 0. Minus 1/2 a star for not playing some of his most beautiful songs, and minus another 9 and 1/2 for ending it. I may not ever go see another one (unless of course Billy Joel does one with more of my favourite songs - a problem easily rectified by one simple, never-ending concert), but I don't particularly mind, because I SAW BILLY JOEL.

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Friday, December 5, 2008


So what, if I begin this post the same way I finished my last one, and the same way that Liam did in his video?

I'm edksdlakdghdf. Yeah. You heard me.

My Nearly-Relatives are versing each other in Cooking Mama on the Wii at the moment, and the game is rather funny for onlisteners (as opposed to onlookers) because "Mama" is seems to have a speech impediment. She only has a small range of different phrases up her sleeve, which is fine by me, but she unexplainably mispronounces simple words and says things like:

(written as pronounced by "Mama")
a) O[rl]*ay! (Orlay) - Horray! * the 'rl' has a more emphasis on the 'l' and is like, slurred-ish and not pronounced with the 'o' like in "ore".
b) Dat guhd. - That's good.
c) Exallum! - Excellent!
d) Dair nod mein. - They're not mine! *pronounce the second vowel, but with a little bit of an 'e' sound behind it.

Haha. Cracks me up every time.

On more serious note though, I was helping my friends with their new house today, and it really got me thinking about how much things are changing. Like I just mentioned, them moving homes, me leaving a school that I've been to all my life, starting at QYO etc.... and I've just got a feeling that 2009 will be a generally good year - it better be. Actually, I don't care if the universe it set on making it horrible, I'll do whatever it takes so that I won't go through a '2008' again.

Das ist alles fur jetzt... auf-dauf!

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Thursday, December 4, 2008


Dear Montgomery Montgomery,

To be frank with you, I'm really bored. I'm so bored. I am bored out of my brains. I'm bored out of my Brians.


In any case, I'm sorry I haven't been posting for the past two days or so. I'm not even going to promise a good post any time soon. I'm really finding no point in posting daily if it's not worth writing about so... yeah. There's Exhibit A for you.

I'm not in a particularly complaining kind of mood, and the last topic I had actually hoped to write about is in a manner of complaint. Oh well. I guess this kinda explains exactly why I shouldn't post things unless I need to... so here's the reason behind Exhibit A.

Trust me, you really aren't missing out on anything. I've just been moping around at home trying to pluck up the will power to make a video for youtube.

Just quick updates on some not-very-significant things:
- I am now a Nerdfighter! "We're Nerdfighters. We fight against suck....we fight for awesome. We fight using our brains, our hearts, our calculators and our trombones."
- I really want to buy Tom Milsom's "Awkward Ballads for the Easily Pleased", but my mother thinks too less of it (although she does comment that he's very creative, and wishes that I could be more like him), and also thinks that 8 Pounds is way too much for just over half an hour of music. Still a brilliant collection though. *smite*, mother, *smite*.

So this has probably been the most unintentionally lethargic post in the history of the written word.


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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Favourite People.

Today was a good day.

I went out with a friend and although it was exhausting and uneventful, I felt pretty content when we parted. We saw Big Stan, which was relatively satisfying, however "horrendously unfunny" Margret and David (at the movies) think it is; missed two (yes, two) buses, one of which I justly take the blame for, while the other, was definitely Campbell's fault 'cause he needed to get a bottle of water - "". Although I can't prove that the bus came while he selfishly purchased a refreshment, there was another boy waiting for a bus who was *Asian*, and therefore very, very likely to be going to the same destination as us (affectionately known as Asian Capital), left while we were away. Ok, I'm sure there will be some of you who'll hate me because I made a judgement on someone based on their race, but it wasn't a discriminatorily (in the derogatory sense of the word) racist judgement.

Alright, in affairs of the wonderful world of the internet, I have finally stumbled across a reasonably decent female Youtuber! I am actually really proud of myself, because 'Mememolly' is considerably out of my comfort zone in so many ways - she is female!, and she is not from the UK! Ok, admittedly, a) she's English, and just lives in Canada, and b) when I said "so many ways", I meant one and a half ways. Still, I hate it when I pull this "7 Habits" crap on me.

Anyway, what I really wanted to say about her was: one of her videos really made me think about something. The video was centred around pondering upon the question of whether or not you thought you were anyone's favourite person. I've asked several people from all walks of life, with different interests and from different social groups... and every, single one of them have said no. Of course, everybody "theoretically" should have another favourite person, so "theoretically", most of the world would be a favourite of somebody else's, right? Still, no one believes that they are, so either they really aren't anyone's favourite person, or they're just trying to be modest arseholes.

So basically, as an extension of Molly's question, I just wanted to ask the people out there, three things:

a) Do you believe that you are anyone's favourite person?
b) Do you have a favourite person? and,
c) Would you believe that your favourite person thinks that they are anyone's favourite person?

But yeah, I think it would make sense to answer them in order, and then, I guess, ask your favourite person these same questions...

Food for thought?

I'd appreciate it if you left the answers in a comment... it would answer many questions of mine. And just in case you're in thinking it, no, I am not some sick, horrible human obsessed with the demise of people's hopes for love or friendship etc. - I am merely fascinated by human behaviour, and would actually consider studying it for a career.

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Monday, December 1, 2008

Leonard Douchebag the Lenovo Touchpad. *cringes in lameness*

Dear People,

Guess what?

A brand, spanking new, Lenovo X200 Touchpad (from which I am typing from) arrived at my doorstep today! It's got a funky webcam (which I can't seem to work [not that I've actually tried]), a cool, little fingerprint recognition gadget thing and, as the name suggests, a touchpad screen. 

I guess it isn't really that big a deal but i'm not really a technology geek so anything new that has a higher operational level than a toilet will probably excite me. 

It's pretty stupid though 'cause there are about 4 possible ways that you can operate a cursor; only one of which doesn't come with the package that I've bought. Of course, you can use a mouse; a pen that utilises the touch screen; a little mouse ball thingy in the middle of the keyboard... and a mouse pad, which is the only method which I "didn't buy for free". 

Oh, another stupid thing though: it's got Vista. Yuck. It keeps screwing up and tells me how a program has stoped operating after I've manually closed it... no kidding, right?

Yeah, but I might take advantage of this spunky webcam, and maybe make some reply videos to some really cool people, and perhaps... even make some videos of my own? Eeyeah... slightly ambitions - I realise that. Oh, and I hate seeing myself recorded and stuff, but I'm sure I can work something out. Like, using someone else's face perhaps? Or maybe... Microsoft Sam! yay. Me and him are in love. Yes... *trails off*

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i am

vivien, and i ask you to convince me of otherwise.

i'd like to be

a musician
a scientist
a thinker
a photographer
a time traveler
under the sea,
in an octopus' garden
in the shade.