I actually managed to get all my internal done, now it's all exams, wahoo for exams.
Blue, like the winter snow in the full moon Black like the silhouettes of the trees Late blooming flowers lie frozen underneath the stars I want you to remember me that way (far away) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, will you wait for me here Still as the river grows in December Silent and in perfect blinding ice Spring keeps her promises No cold can keep her back I want you to remember me that way (far away) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, but wait for me here (follow) Don't follow me to where, where I go (faraway) I'll be gone, will you wait for me here (how long) I don't know, will you wait for me here (follow) Don't follow me to where I've gone (follow) Don't follow me to where I've gone (someday, you'll take my place) And I'll wait for you here
3rd June 2001
Friday I had my last lecture for the semester at 9am, come 10:05, the lecture having run over and made the next class wait outside, I was free (well, save for exams) until next semester. So I decided a good mow was definately in order. Damn nice short hair feels good, even if it does take any opportunity to stand right on end. And it makes me look a fair whack less ugly. Then I made a quick detour past the Warehouse, to make sure I never have another FF8 game lost to mistaken slot over-writing. Lunch with Midget was loads of fun, even if it did set me back a tad more than I really could afford, being how much I'd already spent. It's a jolly good thing I have exams, they tend to curb my spending ever so slightly. On Friday night I got so sidetracked playing FF8, that I forgot to watch the X-Files. Dash it all.
Yesterday, I spent mostly stuffing around. Though I did make it into the library to get last years exam paper, something which I have never done before. And I did do a very slight amount of study.
Today, I wasted a few hours trying to get Eden in FF8, but I didn't manage it. I read of whole two lectures of notes, damn I'm useless. Oh well. I was expecting a phone call that never came, to go out. And there was no point starting serious study if I'm just gonna head out and disrupt it. Well, okay, that's pretty lame a procrastination justification, but it kinda works.
Today's song quote - 'Frozen Charlotte' by Natalie Merchant.
Birds do it, bees do it Even educated fleas do it Let's do it, let's fall in love In Spain, the best upper sets do it Lithuanians and Letts do it Let's do it, let's fall in love The Dutch in old Amsterdam do it Not to mention the Fins Folks in Siam do it - think of Siamese twins Some Argentines, without means, do it People say in Boston even beans do it Let's do it, let's fall in love Romantic sponges, they say, do it Oysters down in oyster bay do it Let's do it, let's fall in love Cold Cape Cod clams, 'gainst their wish, do it Even lazy jellyfish, do it Let's do it, let's fall in love Electric eels I might add do it Though it shocks em I know Why ask if shad do it - Waiter bring me "shad roe" In shallow shoals English soles do it Goldfish in the privacy of bowls do it Let's do it, let's fall in love
7th June 2001
Well, on Monday I did a fair bit of study. Not as much as I had hoped to, but I am the PROCRASTINATION KING. And that was about all that Monday featured, so much as I can recall.
Tuesday. I did a more substantial whack at my work, then headed into varsity and met up with Rachael so she could display how much more knowledgeful than me she is. And we went and quizzed a few of the lecturers. then I came home and studied all evening till i slept, save for an hours break to watch Roswell. Talk about a fun night.
Wednesday I got up at 6:30 and studied till 11, deciding it was then time to shower, do me hair, and watch he previous nights episode of Charmed. And then I was off to Rachael's for some last minute counter quizzing, and lunch at Hayward, mmmmmm chilli-beans. The Exam seemed okay, and I better have doen pretty well, I've never done that much study for an exam in my life. The fact I practised old exams, and did all the problem sheets is pretty darn unique an event in my life. Who knows, this could be my inner acedemic poking his fat little head up. That sounded way dodgier than it had any reason too. Anyway...... Last night I had a nice quite do nothing evening that featured Tuesday's Xena followed by watching Friends,Just Shoot Me, Ally McBeal and That's Life as they were on telly. That, ofcourse, was followed by sleep, and dreams about who the father of Xena's baby will be. I'm thinking Ares.
Today, I played me some FF8. Then headed in to varsity for Krshna lunch with Becky, Kezia and associated personages. Then came home with the intention of doing some English study, and ended up playing FF8 some more. I am such a slacker. I'm also considering asking out someone who I think one of my friends was trying to set me up with, though only as a friend, not as a date or anything, coz I don't ask people out for that kind of thing. I did it the once, and look where that got me...... ergh.... I have to stop being nasty about my ex, who rang me up and went off at me today, as is something of a regular occurance. Though this time it was over things I had written on this website. And onto the topic I was actually on, my asking a stranger on a friendly outting. Is it weird, especially when I have no plans of it being anything more than friends? Is it weird to ask a virtual stranger to do some friendish-like activities? Am I being a freak and being weirded out over nothing at all? Actually, this is me, ofcourse I'm being freak.
Today's song quote - 'Lets Do It' by Cole Porter.
Here's a list of the many scenes cut from TANK GIRL: Opening sequence where the comet crashes into the Earth and obliterates everything - lots of SpFx by the Skotaks . Little Rebecca in a trailer park, survives pathetically, like in Them!. Instead of all that lame-o voiceover which Lori and I hated at the beginning, there was a sequence at White Sands where an old lady sand hermit digs up a bottle of water, dances a little jig, then drinks it like in an orange juice commercial. then a Water and Power pilot finds she's taken water and brutally shoots her dead. He reclaims the water, but is attacked by a ripper. Tank Girl witnesses all this on her buffalo. Tank Girl goes home and gets stoned in her bedroom, where she goofs around with her dildo collection. She talks with Richard about how messed up the world is. For some reason, they made me butcher the scene in the cold chamber/cold prison, which had a lot more funny jokes, like when Tank Girl asks Kesslee for some juice and a croissant. He shoots her up with cholera, before taking her to the pipe. [This scene is described on the trading card in this way, obviously the cards were made before the final cuts.] There was an additional scene in the cold chamber where he offers her water and she spits it in his face, which motivates him putting her in the pipe. [Also described on the trading card] In Kesslee's office, they made me use the TV version of the line "If you wanna torture, spank me, ..." The real version was "f**k me" which got changed to "lick me". Go figure. The dance number had three additional lyrics one with Jet Girl singing, where she goes from being really shy to being really wild. One with little Sam singing, which was a great intro to the scene. She ends it by grabbing the guard's guns. And one with TG doing a real Sid Vicious type lyric to screaming dancer fans. The infamous scene with Rebecca and Booga in bed. [A picture of this appears in the Making of... book.] Sub Girl - in the original script, Sub Girl was this real mystical space-cadet friend of TG's, who said all these insane things all of which turned out to be prophetic and true. She always said she knew the Rippers, which no one believed, until TG gets desperate and asks her anyway. She also said it was gonna rain and she was building this arc to save everyone. When we fell behind in shooting, her character had to pick up some informational slack about where Sam was, which didn't really work for what I'd planned for her, so we ended up with that pretty awful scene in her place. But we also shot her building her arc, which turned out to be a sand-submarine. At the end of the movie, she plows through the sand and helps the girls defeat water and power and free the prisoners by blowing up W/P. [On the trading card Sub Girl is named Subrina and it says that she is building a submarine for when the rains come.] Then there was a tag where it rained and TG/Jet G/and Sub Girl plan to take over the world (the umbrella hat shot) (rather than the animation). Someone in the obnoxious focus group said they didn't understand why it rained. So out it went. We put in the animation, which I liked anyway, but first time we screened it with the animation, someone in the focus group said I wish it had rained at the end. Then everyone agreed. I hate test screenings, especially when the studio takes one person's opinion to be gospel. They made me add a lot of lame voiceover, which still makes me cringe. Like "You guys can't shoot" in the semi chase - which had a lot more gags with TG using her squirt gun and putting a condom on a banana before throwing it at the guard. And one of the stupidest line changes was in the MedBay, where now Kesslee says "You see the glass half empty, I prefer to see it half full" The original line was "Doctor, about those pain killers, maybe you should take them yourself" she says "I don't understand" and Sgt. Small shoves the saver (water-sucker) into her back. There were a few additional scenes with Sgt. Small where we had a really stupid running joke about him being soaked by the waterfall curtain in Kesslee's office.
8th June 2001
I have no friends *ching, ching*
I have no friends......
I just realised I haven't been invited to anything social gather like in months, with the exception of Tina's birthday. So I'm coming to the conclusion no-one likes my company, and I'm only tolerable when accompanied by gifts.
I'm blaming my ex. It was going out with someone (that someone particularily) that killed my social life. And now that I'm single again this non-existant social life really BITES. I am craving any sort of social interaction. I'm so desperate for human interaction I've started chatting with random North Otago girls over the net. I need friends.
Actually, that brings me onto the paranoid rambling of yesterday. I always get paranoid that when I'm being overly friendly at people I don't really know all that well, that they will think I'm interested in them as something more, when I'm not. Coz it leads to bad things. Admittedly there are a couple of people who I kinda lead on in the past, but still, I get a lot of people thinking I like them even when I don't. But then for some insane reason I get a surprising number of people interested in me, considering the fact I'm both ugly and severly lacking in pleasant personality traits. I'm pretty much heading toward being on of those bitter twisted lonely friendless people with too many cats, and a large collection of rifles leading to their neighbours having no pets at all.
I need to go flatting, so when I'm all friendless and the fact I'm a total loser is proving quite noticable, I can tag along with the flatties and their friends and pretend I'm not a total reject.
Anyway, today I visited my ENGL311 lecturer and got some study tips. I got back my ENGL314 internal I found I had the third lowest internal mark in the class, compared with the third highest in ENGL311, which is a much larger class, and one I did no work for. I guess I just wasn't ment to be good at Old English. And I finally got Eden in FF8, thanks to Selpie's "The End" limit break, which took out Ultima Weapon in one hit. And that's pretty much all the day I have to comment on. Gee Whizz, my life is frightfully dull. It is simply quite horrid. And yes, I do quite believe I shall become silent as I am of sudden finding my continual rambling to be shockingly without point.
Today's quote - A list of scenes cut from Tank Girl.
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11th June 2001
Saturday I managed to do massive amounts of no study. then in the evening I headed off to town and met up with Tashanaaron, followed shortly after by Duncan and Hugh. The first band, Pine, was kinda miscellaneous. The second, whose name I really don't remember, was actually really good. We were all up and dancing like. And the drummer came over and talked to me afterward, inducing a few seconds of worry that I was becoming a groupie.
After far less than enough sleep I awoke on Sunday to a day of snow. So I spent the day tending the fire and getting shite-loads of no study done.
Today, Mild Panic. My exam is tomorrow and I'm REALLY unprepared. My good internal is going to turn into a mediocre mark. Oh well :o(
I went into varsity and did a fair whack of work today, visited with the lecturer, got panicky again, coz I'm thick as shite. Oh well, I guess I'm just not a genius genius. Anyway, I guess I should go study, even if there still is snow everywhere. I'm bearly halfway through the stuff I need to read, and what I've read so far I've done half-arsidly.
Hail the conquering LOSER.
Today's song quote - 'Tortoise Brand Pot Cleaner Theme (Sea Turtle)' by Shonen Knife.
They say the meek shall inherit You know the book doesn't lie It's not a question of merit It's not demand and supply They say the meek gonna get it And you a meek little guy You know the meek are gonna get What's comin' to 'em by and by They say the meek shall inherit You know the book doesn't lie It's not a question of merit It's not demand and supply You'll make a fortune, we swear it if on this fact you rely You know the meek are gonna get What's comin' to 'em By and by
13th June 2001
Yesterday I spent the morning madly studying. Alas to no avail, as I got to the exam and all the questions were on the wrong authors. I mean, if they had all been moved around a bit I'd have been able to give much better arguments, especially if the question on Sidney had been on Donne instead. And if the sonnets question had been about the sequences instead of individual sonnets, I'd have done fine. As it was.... well... ummm... it'll be easier next year.
Today I slept in a while, then headed out. Lunch with Aaron, who I haven't seen since he skipped town about a year ago. It was great to catch up. He should visit more often. Then I went with him as he picked up a rental car, and even helped him load up. And now it's back to study, well it should be, but I haven't done any. Tomorrow I have to visit my neighbour and get the ENGL314 study on track, especially now that I've checked the list and found I actually had the second lowest internal assessment mark :o(.
I'm too thick.
Anyway, I'm off to bed.
Today's song quote - 'The Meek Shall Inherit' by Howard Ashman.
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19th June 2001
Finally my exams are over. Can't think of anything worth saying about all the days I've missed, I might fill stuff in later. Yesterday I spent studying, both at home and at the Library with a group including two dutchies - talk about having an advantage :oÞ. Then in the evening when I was looking up commentary notes for Widsið and The Dream of the Rood, and my ex come on to have a hissy at my - for, I assume it to be, the entry I wrote on the 8th. Which got my rather grumpy, somethings REALLY don't help the study effort.
Today, the morning was spent practising trnslation passages, and getting progressively more and more worried. Then I went to the exam and BOMBED OUT!!!!.
fortunately I had Simon to cheer me up by taking me to Moulin Rouge, which as much as I thought it would suck, was actually REALLY good. Though I think if I was on Absinthe like all the characters, I'd have got it all on a far deeper level. As it was, it's a great slapstick camp musical farse. Anyway, my eyes aren't focusing so i can't even pretend to proffread as i type, so I think I shall go and sleep, and worry about such triffles some other day.
Today's song quote - 'Tortoise Brand Pot Cleaner Theme (Green Tortoise)' by Shonen Knife (it really is a different song).
I was talking, not two days ago To a certain bartender I' lucky to know And I asked Henry, my bartending friend If I should bother dating unfamous men And Henry said, "You're lucky to even know me. You're lucky to be alive. You're lucky to be drinking here for free cause I'm a Sucker for your lucky, pretty eyes." And then he said, "Do you want to be a Polyester Bride? Or do you want to hang your head and die? Do you want to find alligator cowboy booths they just put on sale? Do you want to flap your wings and fly away from here?" I was sitting, not two days ago Feeling lonely 'cause I'm just feeling low And I asked Henry, my bartending friend Why it is that there are those kind of men "Princess, do you Really want to flap your wings and fly... Because you've got time." He keeps telling me, "You've got time." But I don't believe him "You've got time." I keep on pushing harder... I keep on pushing farther away But he keeps telling me, "Baby, baby, do you want to be a polyester bride?" "Do you want to flap your wings and fly away from here?"
20th June 2001
Me again.
I found an old email this morning from some random stranger who had found this thing by random chance and thought loads of flattering things about what I though/wrote. It was about then that I realised just how CRAP this thing has gotten.
I also realised today that I don't really think of my most recent ex when I think the word ex, which is kinda scary. As my only other ex was years ago, in a galaxy far far away. Maybe I'm just totally screwed in the head. Okay, well, there isn't really a maybe there; but it is always good to have a spare maybe hanging around incase it comes in useful.
Anyway, to filling in some of the big mother gaps I left over the last week. Friday I studied and killed time, and in the evening I went to a function of the Midget's.
Saturday, I did a surprisingly large amount of study. Then in the evening, after chowing down on sweet and sour pork on rice I was talked into going to a party by one of my friends who wasn't going. Wahoo, see the logic in that one. But I went, and it ended up being pretty passable. The fact it featured a bad drag act - starring a middle-age fag with a yellow wollen wig and two water balloons in his top, I don't get why anyone could possibly want to watch something like that lipsincing badly to a poor choice of song, Maybe my inner bigot is just shining through - didn't even drag the night down by TOO much.
Sunday, was all about study.
Monday, after my study group I went to the Old English study group, which over half the class attened, i.e. five people, I went and picked up my essay and final mark for ENHL368. I got an A- at 83% for the essay, giving me 84.3% total for the paper. If I'd only got 0.2% higher I would have got the first A on my academic record. Dash it all. Though I'm resisting the urge to grumble about how he marked my webpage more harshly than that of some of my classmates I've talked to.
Today I went shopping and bought Kezia some LEGO for her birthday. I found a great set with a maniacal looking chick with magenta hair. Okay, it was a touch over what I'd budgeted for, but it just seemed the right present to give. I just hope she likes it as much as I thought she would. I came home, played a little playstation, watched Dragonball Z and made roast chicken, spuds and three vege for tea. It worked pretty well, though the chicken was kinda evil to cut up, but it tasted so good.
Now I'm getting bitter and twisted as I had been quite clear that I wasn't babysitting tonight, yet Andrew got dropped home from Scouts and neither of the so-called adults were home, and now two hours later they still aren't. So I'm rather irked. I had REALLY wanted to get some sleep tonight.
I need to get flatting before I kill someone or, more likely, myself.
Today's song quote - 'Polyester Bride' by Liz Phair.
Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la One banana, two banana Three banana, four Four bananas make a bunch And so do many more Over hill and highway The banana buggies go Comin' on to bring you The Banana Splits Show Makin' up a mess of fun Makin' up a mess of fun Lots of fun for everyone Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Four banana, three banana Two banana, one All bananas playing in the bright warm sun Flippin' like a pancake, poppin' like a cork Fleagle, Bingo, Drooper an' Snork Makin' up a mess of fun Makin' up a mess of fun Lots of fun for everyone Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Two banana, four banana One banana, three Swingin' like a bunch of monkeys Hangin' from a tree Hey there everybody Won't you come along and see How much like banana splits Everyone can be Makin' up a mess of fun Makin' up a mess of fun Lots of fun for everyone Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la Tra-la-la, la-la-la-la
24th June 2001
A few of my net friends are online, but NO-ONE is replying to my messages, and one by one they are all popping up DNDs and NAs to justify their absence. I need friends.
Thursday, I went to Claire's birthday luncheon, and ate loads of food, chatted to Claire, her friends and her mother, who had kindly picked me up on my way there and shortened my walk. It was a pretty good way to fill an afternoon. Then in the evening I went to a Yule ceremony/party being thrown by a friend/neighbour of mine. It was good, I spent a fair chunk of the eveing on Sarelle's knee. I think her brother's wife's sister was getting annoyed at me for it.
Friday I slept in, watched TV, played playstation and had a pointless walk into town. That was it.
Yesterday, I went into town, did some shopping, paid $69.50 for a book I could have bought for $39.95 if I'd only bought it in 1997. Though $65 was in gift vouchers, so I only actually sent $4.50, but still annoyed me, as I'd expected to get Student Discount, which is about UBS is good for, but no, they wouldn't give it to me. It's the last time I order anything from them, from now on it's borrowing someone's credit card and ordering things off the net all the way. Then I spent the day reading the thing, and hiding from my family.
This morning I watched The Road to El Dorado, which was CRAP, and SO obviously done by animators stolen from Disney. I'm the first to admit I'm a Disney fan-boy, but wouldn't consider myself a purist. Yet that thing what Dreamworks made, and everyone blames on Disney is So unworthy of any connection to Disney, and Disney ain't all that hot. Look at me. I'm a rambling. Anyway, I'm outta here like a bald man.
Today's song quote - 'The Tra La La Song (One Banana, Two Banana)' by Liz Phair.
She drove a long way through the night From an urban neighborhood She left her mother in a fight For a dream misunderstood And her friends they talk on corners They could never comprehend But there was always something different In the way she held a stare And the pictures that she painted Were of glamour and of flair And her boyfriend though he loved her Knew he couldn't quite fulfill He could never meet her there She's never gonna be like the one before She read it in her stars that there's something more No matter what it takes no matter how she breaks She'll be the Queen of Hollywood And the cynics they will wonder What's the difference with this dream And the dreams of countless others All believing in TV They see their handprints in a sidewalk Flashing cameras on the scene And a shining limousine She's never gonna be like the one before She read it in her stars that there's something more No matter what it takes no matter how she breaks She'll be the Queen of Hollywood She's believing in a dream Queen of Hollywood It's a loaded fantasy Now her mother collects cut-outs And the pictures make her smile But if she saw behind the curtains It could only make her cry She's got hand prints on her body Sad moonbeams in her eyes not so innocent a child She's never gonna be like the one before She read it in her stars that there's something more No matter what it takes no matter how she breaks She'll be the Queen of Hollywood Queen of Hollywood No she's never gonna be like the one before She read it in her stars that there's something more No matter what it takes and even though she breaks She'll be the Queen of Hollywood She's the Queen of Hollywood and Her friends still talk On Corners She's the Queen of Hollywood
27th June 2001
Monday, hmmm, I'm sure I did something. Maybe not. I can't recall a thing. Wait, yes I can. I had a white chocolate hazelnut bar and got the supernasty headache, and I'd only eaten a bit over half of it. So I spent the night feeling ultragross.
Tuesday I went into UBS and asked for justification of the price I'd paid for the book. It turned out they sold it to me for exactly what they had had to pay for it, which I guess means I have to forgive them and just hate their supplier. Next time I am diffinatly ordering off the net, I just have to find someone who is willing to let my use their credit card.
Then I had a pratice for a stupid play which I really don't want to be in but have been pressured into by people whom as a result I am quickly cultivating disdain for. This was followed by some rather uninspired shopping, that ended up with surprisingly good results. Rushing home to do some gift wrapping and heading off to the first of the evening's two birthday parties.
Party number one. I was the ONLY person there who hadn't slept with someone else who was there. But otherwise it wasn't too bad, when all the nasty tension between all the people with bitter issues were ignored. I spent a touch more than I could really afford to, but it is probably the only time I will ever eat at Etrusco so I guess it's okay.
Party number Two. I got there and the place was virtually empty, and I was half an hour late. Fortunately the numbers quickly picked up, which helped conceal the fact I was seriously drooling over the birthday boy's elder sibling, who had someone whom looked suspiciously like a partner hovering around. Okay, I'm a tad tragic. I can just hope for a quick death. But it got good once Tashanaaron arrived and gave me someone to talk to. Eventually, we gave up on the party, after getting the birthday boy's parents all really worried that we weren't having any fun. Then me, Tashanaaron and Hugh went to the Willowbank for early morning chicken-flavoured chips. Eventually bed called, and off I went and did some of that old time sleep type stuff.
Today I watched last night's Xena, stuff around, almost read some of a book which I think is due back in two days but then didn't. I did watch the new Crocodile Dundee movie, which my mother ordered on Video CD. It's kinda lame, but does make lots of jokes about sequels. I guess you'd like it if you were a Paul Hogan fan, but as I'm not I found it kinda pointless.
Anyway, I'm out of things to say. Later.
Today's song quote - 'Queen of Hollywood' by Corrs.
You bored me with your stories I can't belive that I endured you for as long as I did I'm happy, it's over, I'm only sorry That I didn't make the move before you And when you go I will remember To send a thankyou note to that girl, (oh that girl) I see she's holding you so tender Well I just wanna say... (Just wanna say...) I never really loved you anyway No I didn't love you anyway I never really loved you anyway I'm so glad you're moving away
28th June 2001
Last night I made myself rightly sick by finishing off the chocolate bar that made me sick on Monday. Oh well, I guess it's true that boys never learn.
This morning I lay in bed reading Four Ways to Forgiveness by Ursula K. Le Guin. It was a tad creepy in places, she uses some kinda graphic rape scenes, which I wasn't really prepared for. But other than that it was a little too full of feminist moralising but otherwise pretty good. Then I returned the library book, a day early, darn it, I had panicked and read it thinking it was overdue. Then I came home, bumping into a whole pile of people I know. Bridget, the girlfriend of my best friend frm high school, Mel, another of my friends from high school, and Bob.
This arvo I've done a little writing. I hoping to be struck by the muse, but no. oh well, atleast I was faking being creative. At some point in the next six to ten months I have to get something written for my application for Masters at Vic. I think I might even hand press it at the University Library, being that I know how to do part of the process.
My cousin Breffni has invited me to go to the basketball with her on Saturday, so now I can't vote against her in the great flying rat debate. Not that I want Damian to get a pigeon, he'd just end up starving it or closing a window on it or something like that. But it would have been fun to vote aginst Breffni.
Anyway, that leaves me out of things to talk about. So, buh-bye.
Random link for the day The Harry Potter Movie Homepage. Today's song quote - 'I Never Loved You Anyway' by Corrs.
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