I am so very excited! Just so excited about life!! I have a whole bunch of new projects starting up, and I know they will be a lot of work but they are things I have always wanted to do. I dont want to say too much, because Im worried they will fall through, but not many people read this so I suppose its ok to go over them briefly.
The Human Condition - This is a web comic project I am doing with my writer friend. I dont want to give too much away, but imagine World War Z crossed with Zombie Land and The Walking Dead. I've never drawn a comic before and the whole thing is a little daunting but I am reall excited about this and we have some great ideas floating around at the moment.
Untitled Musicness - I have always loved music, and around year 11 I just sort of stopped singing around other people, I dont know why, I just never sang for anyone else anymore. Now I am starting to get my confidence back and I realised how much I missed it. I dont know how good I am, I dont think I'm anything special but a few of my friends have said I am alright and its something I enjoy so why not. So this project is about singing for an audience. I also want to learn a few songs on guitar and keyboard so I can perform on my own, but a friend of mine wants me to sing with them playing the music and I think thats a good place to start. We discussed it a bit and are looking at songs like Hallelujah, My Immortal, Beautiful Disaster, maybe some stuff by Dido and Anna Nalick. Pretty excited about that.
Le Etsy - Started up a stall on etsy to sell my masks and paintings. I have checked out the competition for the paintings I put up (comic book/movie characters so far) and Im pretty pleased with mine comparatively. I dont know how many people buy paintings of stuff like that, but if they were going to I think mine would be top contenders. I also put up a couple of masks, which Im not so sure about. The masks on Etsy are really stunning, and while mine arent to shabby themselves I feel a little dodgy for using pre made mask bases. Especially since they are only cardboard and plaster. Dont get me wrong, that makes them super light weight, but I think they lack a level of elegance because of it. Which leads me to my final project for the moment:
Porcelain - I want to get into working with clay, in particular super beautiful and fragile porcelain. Its not too expensive as long as you stick to smaller things, and I want to try making my own mask bases in something really elegant. Also, I wanted to try my hand at little necklace pieces and maybe fairy figures. Unfortunatly the only place I have found that offers firing services so far is in Melbourne, but thats not too far to go once every few weeks. I'll have to wait untill I have some spare cash for this project but Im really looking forward to it.
On a non project related front, I have the most amazing friends in the world. They surprise me every day. I dont believe in God, but I was blessed by something, because no one gets this many awesome people in their life by accident. In the last 24 hours I have recieved some awesome movie posters (including the On Stranger Tides poser <3), an Iron man bust which is amazing, My Little Pony cookies and my new baby a mexican fighting fish that I named Sir Tyrone Killsworth. I cant imagine ever having better friends! They are always there when I need them, always willing to help out. I want to do something special for them all, because I love them so so much. Not sure what yet, but it will be awesome ^.^
So yeah, my life is amazing at the moment. Just need to get this thesis out of the way so my projects can have all of my attention. Not much left to go now anyways. :)
Love you like ... well like my friends! I cant think of any higher compliment right now ^.^
Tuesday, 10 January 2012
Wednesday, 4 January 2012
Me.
I dont know how other people see me. Its something that I am always curious about, not necessarily because I care what they think, just because I would like to know. I know the person I would like to be, the person I think I am...I wonder how close I am to that in other peoples eyes.
To me I am the person who would willingly take all the pain of everyone in the world if it meant they got to be happy. I would be okay with that completely. I am the person who makes wishes for my friends when the clock gets to 11:11 because they need that extra bit of luck more than I do. I am the person who spends hours blowing up balloons and writing post it notes, even though I know no one will read them simply because I want my friends to know they are worth the time and effort. I am the one that always says sorry after a fight, whether I was right or wrong, simply because it is not worth losing friends over. I am the one who will never ever leave you behind or forget you, because you might need me one day and I want you to know that I am there for you, no matter how much you ignore me or avoid me. I am the one who can be in the middle of a break down and realise that you're going through something similar, and in that moment I will put my issues aside and listen to you, because you will always be more important than me. I am the one who will always try to help, because I never want to be the person that turns away. I am the one that would risk her life for you, because not trying is not an option, no matter what the consequences. I am the one who tries to think of nice surprises and special presents because you are worth special things, even though I cant afford them most of the time and they are nearly always late. I am the one who wants to make random strangers smile, even for a moment because just because I dont know them doesnt mean they dont need cheering up.
I try to be tough, I try to act indestructable, but behind who I appear to be this is who I am. I will do anything for other people, because people need help whether they want to admit it or not. I want to be the kind of person who inspires people, not the kind that brings them down.
I love you all. Every single one of you. Whether you read this, whether you know me, whether we've met at all. I love you.
To me I am the person who would willingly take all the pain of everyone in the world if it meant they got to be happy. I would be okay with that completely. I am the person who makes wishes for my friends when the clock gets to 11:11 because they need that extra bit of luck more than I do. I am the person who spends hours blowing up balloons and writing post it notes, even though I know no one will read them simply because I want my friends to know they are worth the time and effort. I am the one that always says sorry after a fight, whether I was right or wrong, simply because it is not worth losing friends over. I am the one who will never ever leave you behind or forget you, because you might need me one day and I want you to know that I am there for you, no matter how much you ignore me or avoid me. I am the one who can be in the middle of a break down and realise that you're going through something similar, and in that moment I will put my issues aside and listen to you, because you will always be more important than me. I am the one who will always try to help, because I never want to be the person that turns away. I am the one that would risk her life for you, because not trying is not an option, no matter what the consequences. I am the one who tries to think of nice surprises and special presents because you are worth special things, even though I cant afford them most of the time and they are nearly always late. I am the one who wants to make random strangers smile, even for a moment because just because I dont know them doesnt mean they dont need cheering up.
I try to be tough, I try to act indestructable, but behind who I appear to be this is who I am. I will do anything for other people, because people need help whether they want to admit it or not. I want to be the kind of person who inspires people, not the kind that brings them down.
I love you all. Every single one of you. Whether you read this, whether you know me, whether we've met at all. I love you.
Thursday, 20 October 2011
And I wish I could write you a love song, But I cant so I wrote you this blog post instead
Today was a good day. A very good day indeed, and it is those really really good days that make me feel okay about putting my thesis work off a little longer, because I would hate to miss a day like today. We went to the skate park and drove like crazy people and yelled compliments at random strangers and just hung out. All kinds of amazing fun.
Alas, that cannot last, because this thesis work wont let me put it off much longer. In my defence today wasnt a good writing day so i wouldnt have achieved anything anyways.
In other news, my blog isnt anonymous anymore. I dont know how I feel about that, because on one hand its kinda cool that people are reading it but on the other hand I know I wont say anything honest anymore. Can't be honest if you know people who know you irl are reading it, its hard enough being honest when no one is reading it. Honesty is hard.
So, in light of this, let us move on to todays main topic:
Why Iron Man is better in every conceivable way than Batman.
Lets start with the name, shall we? Iron Man instantly instills the impression of strength and power into those who hear the name. Iron is strong and stable and bad ass, while Batman is named after a flying mamal thats primary function is 'eat' and 'shit'. Fearful? No. So name wise, Iron Man wins this round.
Secret identity wise, Tony Stark doesnt even bother trying to hide who he is. He just comes right out and goes, yeah bitches, Im Iron Man, what of it? While Batman goes to extream lengths to remain anonymous. I suppose it could be said that Batman is just more concerned that those close to him may suffer if his true identity were revealed, but come on now, hes an orphan whos closest friend is his butler... Besides, Iron Man is so badass that he just kicks the shit out of anyone who messes with the people he cares about. He even goes so far as to give his girlfriend a suit, which not only keeps her safe but also empowers her and involves her more in his daily life. What a sweet and caring guy.
Personality is a no brainer, who do you want to hang out with? The outrageous life of the party who loves shouting people drinks in his amazing mansion with his high tech EVERYTHING, or the social recluse who sounds like and angry emo 90% of the time. Yeah, no one likes emos, even rich ones.
Lastly, Iron Man is HOT and Batman wears bat ears. Thats why Iron Man is amazing and Batman can suck it. I guess I just like Marvel better than DC though, except Spidey. He sucks too.
Alas, that cannot last, because this thesis work wont let me put it off much longer. In my defence today wasnt a good writing day so i wouldnt have achieved anything anyways.
In other news, my blog isnt anonymous anymore. I dont know how I feel about that, because on one hand its kinda cool that people are reading it but on the other hand I know I wont say anything honest anymore. Can't be honest if you know people who know you irl are reading it, its hard enough being honest when no one is reading it. Honesty is hard.
So, in light of this, let us move on to todays main topic:
Why Iron Man is better in every conceivable way than Batman.
Lets start with the name, shall we? Iron Man instantly instills the impression of strength and power into those who hear the name. Iron is strong and stable and bad ass, while Batman is named after a flying mamal thats primary function is 'eat' and 'shit'. Fearful? No. So name wise, Iron Man wins this round.
Secret identity wise, Tony Stark doesnt even bother trying to hide who he is. He just comes right out and goes, yeah bitches, Im Iron Man, what of it? While Batman goes to extream lengths to remain anonymous. I suppose it could be said that Batman is just more concerned that those close to him may suffer if his true identity were revealed, but come on now, hes an orphan whos closest friend is his butler... Besides, Iron Man is so badass that he just kicks the shit out of anyone who messes with the people he cares about. He even goes so far as to give his girlfriend a suit, which not only keeps her safe but also empowers her and involves her more in his daily life. What a sweet and caring guy.
Personality is a no brainer, who do you want to hang out with? The outrageous life of the party who loves shouting people drinks in his amazing mansion with his high tech EVERYTHING, or the social recluse who sounds like and angry emo 90% of the time. Yeah, no one likes emos, even rich ones.
Lastly, Iron Man is HOT and Batman wears bat ears. Thats why Iron Man is amazing and Batman can suck it. I guess I just like Marvel better than DC though, except Spidey. He sucks too.
Sunday, 9 October 2011
A tangled web of bodily fluids
Lets all take a moment to visualise that...yeah...gross.
Now we all feel somewhat ill, lets move on. Todays post is about the generally inbred status of my friendship group. You see, my friends are somewhat retarded and as such EVERYONE HOOKS UP WITH EVERYONE ELSE. Im no exception to the rule, not by a long stretch, but i do find it fascinating. I kind of have this obsession with knowing everything about everyone ever, and its not even like i use the information for evil, i just like the subtle power that comes with knowing things that other people dont. This makes me a pretty good person to trust, because chances are good that i wont ever tell anyone anything and hell, everyone likes sharing. Yet i wonder exactly how much goes on that i dont know about. I know there is a lot of stuff that most of my friends dont know about me so surely they all have their secrets too or maybe im just a particularly secretive person. Either way, I watch them so damn closely, always keeping an eye out for a clue to how they feel or what they think or whats going on between everyone because I just love knowing.
That paragraph got long so I abandoned it like a mother whos child is born a ginger and adopted a shiney new more appropriatly coloured one. My thoughts are a little scattery at the moment and for this i somewhat appologise. So it was my birthday the other week, and quite the event it was. Since then I have decided that 23 is going to be my year, and nothing at all is going to stop me from enjoying it to its fullest.
Now we all feel somewhat ill, lets move on. Todays post is about the generally inbred status of my friendship group. You see, my friends are somewhat retarded and as such EVERYONE HOOKS UP WITH EVERYONE ELSE. Im no exception to the rule, not by a long stretch, but i do find it fascinating. I kind of have this obsession with knowing everything about everyone ever, and its not even like i use the information for evil, i just like the subtle power that comes with knowing things that other people dont. This makes me a pretty good person to trust, because chances are good that i wont ever tell anyone anything and hell, everyone likes sharing. Yet i wonder exactly how much goes on that i dont know about. I know there is a lot of stuff that most of my friends dont know about me so surely they all have their secrets too or maybe im just a particularly secretive person. Either way, I watch them so damn closely, always keeping an eye out for a clue to how they feel or what they think or whats going on between everyone because I just love knowing.
That paragraph got long so I abandoned it like a mother whos child is born a ginger and adopted a shiney new more appropriatly coloured one. My thoughts are a little scattery at the moment and for this i somewhat appologise. So it was my birthday the other week, and quite the event it was. Since then I have decided that 23 is going to be my year, and nothing at all is going to stop me from enjoying it to its fullest.
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And yes, it will be at least 18 kinds of amazing. ALL OF THE AMAZING. It will begin with the procurement of a real live job. It will be green and I will love it and feed it and name it Jake and it will fund my growing addiction to shoes, expensive office fashion and movie replicas. And Jake and I will love each other untill I get sick of waking up early and being stuck inside all day when I want to be at the beach and will potentially lose my shit and just bolt in the night to QLD. Then Jake and my relationship will be broken and ruined and full of pain and regret...What was I saying? Oh, right. All of the amazing. BUT FIRST! i have to finish this stupid thesis, and then there will be a month of video games and beaches and happiness and colour change!
Exciting, no? yeah. You know you care...secretly. In other news, I know my housemate will read this later so hi nerd and also could to please never impersonate Sean Connery Pingu ever again? Also STOP LOOK AT ME SWAN!!!!
Yeah, im bored of writing this now. The important this is I am awesome.
LOVE YOU, INTERNETS!
P.S - Im too cool to capitalise all of the 'i's but not cool enough that I dont feel the pressure to capitalise some of them.
Tuesday, 20 September 2011
I have no followers because followers are too main stream
I dislike labels very muchly, although its quite hypocritical because I label things all the time, I mean just this morning I labeled a container in the cupboard as 'curry powder' because of the increasing number of people who were mistaking it for hot chocolate powder. But the point is, I dont see why people feel the need to segregate everything into neat little groups. These are the nerds, these are the cheerleaders etc etc. Why cant they be both? Why cant one person fit into how ever many groups they like? I dont get it. I know people who call themselves indie or alternative or whatever and I dont understand because me? Im just Me. I dont fit into the segregated groups and I like it like that. Sure, some days Im a nerd, some days i'm a bimbo, but I'm me every day. They should try it some time. So let us throw off the chains of oppression! Let us rip off our collective 'curry powder' labels and say to the world 'I will be hot chocolate powder if thats whats I want to be!' cos I tells ya, this click shit is getting old.
On a similar topic, red heads can no longer donate sperm. I dont know if thats just an Australia thing or what but its stupid., I personally cant even understand how it was accepted as Im sure it breaks a whole lot of descrimination laws...And hey, dont get me wrong, the first time i heard it i laughed for a good 5 minutes because lets face it, everyone likes to make fun of rangas, and yet the more I think about it the more it annoys me. Red hair is pretty, theres nothing wrong with it and it has no negative effects on the child other than that they are born without a soul so why why why is it so bad for them to donate sperm. Just one step closer to becoming new Germany. fun stuff.
Anyways, I am bored again now. Bye internet <3
On a similar topic, red heads can no longer donate sperm. I dont know if thats just an Australia thing or what but its stupid., I personally cant even understand how it was accepted as Im sure it breaks a whole lot of descrimination laws...And hey, dont get me wrong, the first time i heard it i laughed for a good 5 minutes because lets face it, everyone likes to make fun of rangas, and yet the more I think about it the more it annoys me. Red hair is pretty, theres nothing wrong with it and it has no negative effects on the child other than that they are born without a soul so why why why is it so bad for them to donate sperm. Just one step closer to becoming new Germany. fun stuff.
Anyways, I am bored again now. Bye internet <3
so if your crazy, i dont care you amaze me
Greetings internet people,
I have such a busy busy day today! which is not good, since its midday and im still in bed :P In other news I love this band The Fratellis, they are awesomeeenesss...yes. anyways, since i am being attacked by hayfever right now i will post more later. Love *sneeze* you all *sneeze sneeze* Byyeee
I have such a busy busy day today! which is not good, since its midday and im still in bed :P In other news I love this band The Fratellis, they are awesomeeenesss...yes. anyways, since i am being attacked by hayfever right now i will post more later. Love *sneeze* you all *sneeze sneeze* Byyeee
Monday, 19 September 2011
I will have five internets, please.
I have recently rekindled my love of all things netty. This extends to tutu's and butterfly nets but rests primarily with the internet and xbox live. For far too long I was forced to exist in a darkend world of solitude, rocking in the corner of a poorly lit room, sobbing quietly to myself as the rest of the world enjoys the internet I once had. You dont know man, you werent there... but the internet came back!! Be it because of the
'Lost Internet:
Large, full of cats and naked ladies.
Kind of a blueish colour.
Likes to hide in tubes.
Responds to "God damn it why are these torrents going SO god damn slowly!?!?!?!"
If found, please call ###'
signs I distributed or perhaps because TPG finally decided they would get around to connecting our new house I just dont know. Its one of those things we may never know, but the reasoning is irrelevant because finally I can kick that nasty sleep habit I have and instead will stay up till 4am every night raging at how absolutely terribad I am at call of duty. Jubilation!!
I have to go now, as there is a cake shop that is just dying for me to waste entirely too much money on it. BYE NEW INTERNET FWIENDS!!!! <3
'Lost Internet:
Large, full of cats and naked ladies.
Kind of a blueish colour.
Likes to hide in tubes.
Responds to "God damn it why are these torrents going SO god damn slowly!?!?!?!"
If found, please call ###'
signs I distributed or perhaps because TPG finally decided they would get around to connecting our new house I just dont know. Its one of those things we may never know, but the reasoning is irrelevant because finally I can kick that nasty sleep habit I have and instead will stay up till 4am every night raging at how absolutely terribad I am at call of duty. Jubilation!!
I have to go now, as there is a cake shop that is just dying for me to waste entirely too much money on it. BYE NEW INTERNET FWIENDS!!!! <3
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