July 25, 2005

"If we had only stolen those unicorns, then we'd be real pirates!"

The above quote came from the mouth of Jesse, when we were in a mall in Christchurch. There were toy unicorns and glowing swords involved. Nevertheless, it was funny when I first heard it and it's still slightly amusing now. Deep, isn't it.

Yes, today was the first day of the third term. Is that a series of expletives I hear in my lazy vacant head? Why yes, I do believe it is! The only thing I like about school now is being with people and doing nothing much. I don't like forced learning anymore... And the worst thing is that after the Ball (in 3 weeks' time), there's nothing left to look forward to except exams. Those exams will only come once in my lifetime, but I don't want to do them. Hell, no. I'd rather just get a job, or go to Uni or something and do what I want to do. But I know that when I'm 30 I'll look back on this and think "Why the hell didn't I do that when I was 17? Why'd I go and fail all those exams?" But y'know, I just couldn't really care less, because I've gone through High School with that message of study regret thrown in my face nearly every single time I've had an exam, and I'm sick of it. I just want to wing the entire thing... If teachers want to make their students study, they should actually make it interesting.

Hehe, a funny ad was just on TV. I love it when ads are good.

And as Rox Anonymously pointed out in one of his fullstop-less sentences, I've started a webcomic called Hobeliss. You can find it at the bottom of the links to the right... There's only one episode, and it's pretty damn bad right now. Fairly un-funny... But hey, it's got Deli. Yay Deli.

"Teen Girl Squad! For teenage girls between the ages of thirteen and nineteen!"

July 22, 2005

Hearts and Thoughts, they Fade...

I love Pearl Jam. Elderly Woman Behind a Counter in a Small Town was playing just as I type the heading, and it made me think about people I once knew and thought I'd know forever, or people who have unexpectedly popped up out of nowhere after a long time.

I had three very good friends at my primary school, two girls and a guy. The two girls were the only other people in our year (it was a small school...), and the other guy was a year younger, so we managed to get as close as you can be when you're that young. When I left, I didn't think much of it... It's just like you think you'd see them again. Well, the guy went off to a private school. I met him once in the town library, and I think we talked for nearly a minute before running out of things to say. That was a few years ago. As for the girls, I haven't seen them since - If I met them now, I'd probably be stuck for something to talk about. I think I've changed alot, as have they (last I heard one of the girls was getting into trouble with the law; she was always the nicer one at primary school).

But even once we've grown up, we still don't keep in touch with people. You think you'll ring them occasionally, send them an email or a text. But... it's just not worth it, unless you're going to visit them in person regularly. Even when Meghan came down after about 6 weeks, she seemed different... more mature, and I didn't have much to talk about. That's why I need to buy a phone soon, before the end of the year - So that I can keep in touch. I know I won't, but it'll comfort me to know that that old friends are only a few buttons away.

Putting aside the sentimentality, today I downloaded the Steamboy AC trailer, as well as the DoC trailer. Wow, those are cool. AC will also be shown in full at this year's Venice Film Festival - I hope it gets some public recognition :).

July 18, 2005

Protecting your Children from Art

Sin City gets a Zero, while Are We There Yet? gets a 70 in a Christian Movie Review/Rating site.

Just take a guess at which one I'd rather see.

Rings around the Outside; 62

Well, it's been a fairly odd weekend. Odder than usual.

Friday was Catherine's 18th - Her, Ian, and I went out to the (ridiculously overpriced) Richard Pearse for tea, and then went to Kale's party. The two of them are fairly easy drunks, which was fun to watch. I was both impressed and disappointed in myself - I remained almost sober the entire night, yet I also continued drinking for most of it. Yay me, didn't even have the slightest hangover (although the couch at Claire's was mightily uncomfy). Oh, and there was also pool played on a snooker table... Damn, that table was huge.

Next morning, I woke up and went for a walk around town. I bought Pearl Jam's rearviewmirror for $13, and Kings of Leon's Aha Shake Heartbreak for $7. I especially like Aha Shake Heartbreak, it makes me want to bounce in my seat.

After buying them I went back to the flat, and there was a strange man watching TV. I think he's Claire's flatmate's boyfriend, he seems to know me, but I don't know him. I rang home, there was nobody there. So I went and saw Catherine at her work (on the other side of town); she was feeling pleasantly ill, and we went & got McDonalds in her break. I rented The Life of David Gale and 28 Days Later - David Gale made me cry (Yay Kevin Spacey, favourite actor), and 28 Days Later was all goodly.

Actually, after watching David Gale I went to imdb.com, to see what other people thought, and one of the reviewers said "Kevin Spacey was very good and very convincing as David Gale". Hey? "Very Convincing" like something you say to a small child after they've just been fake crying. It's just like saying "Hey, that was alright, but I knew it wasn't real and in reality I was just waiting for the movie to finish." You don't go to a movie to wait for it to finish. You go there for an experience. Ugh, I hate it when people who don't know a thing talk about how some actors suck, when really it's because they didn't like the character they played of the way they prtrayed things or even the facial expressions they used. It's just so... mindless, and unintelligent. 'Acting' is a bad thing for a (naturalistic, which is what most movies are) actor, because it involves falling into a routine, and thinking too much about how to do things. What's important is Being, and actually feeling the things as the character feels them and seeing things as the character sees them. Being able to cry on impulse does not make one a good actor; becoming another person completely is what does. Which,m I suppose, is what 'Convincing' is, but that word is just so... weak.


Anyway, I smell wet, and I need to get some wood. See y'all later.

July 13, 2005

I followed you up there, and you shot me. Hello, mortality.

Over the last few days, we've had a little person stay with us. No, not a dwarf (Although I wish he was), it was my cousin's son. He's 7. It was my first lengthy of children between the ages of 5 and 10 for a long time, and... I remember being 7 differently. Most of the time, I was thinking, 'Was I like that when I was 7?' - Geoffrey assured me that When I was 7, I was quiet and read alot of books - But he was just... so clumsy. It wasn't much different from talking to a four year old, except he had a much larger vocabulary, and he didn't scream as much. He grew quite attached to me for some reason, and followed me everywhere. And his attention span was so ridiculously short! He'd play the playstation, then come over to the computer, then go back to the playstation, leave it running for awhile when he goes outside for a walk, get tired of that and comes back inside, and have a moment's remorse when he finds that someone's switched the TV off.. It's difficult to explain, but it was fun anyway. Especially giving ridiculous answers to his endless barrage of questions, and let him figure out what the answer was for himself.

I even let him play FF7 for awhile, but he really didn't understand what the concept behind an RPG was. He wondered why I could put the controller down in the middle of a fight to get some chips (and Cloud continued him Climhazard), and also wondered why he couldn't run around as Barret. I told him Barret was already there, and then his mind wandered again (What good is asking questions if you never listen to the answer), and he asked if I could control all three people on the battlefield. I said I already was, and he asked How... I couldn't be bothered explaining, so I just said 'because'.

He did bring Jak & Daxter with him, and I played it for awhile - I decided that I wouldn't mind buying it, now that platinum games are so ridiculously cheap (They are! $25!), and I'll probably get all three. Great fun to play - Haven't played a good platformer in ages.

In the meantime, I got a cold and a bad cough. It's making everything weird again (Lemonade tastes like slightly acidic water), and I hate sleeping with a cold.

Right now I feel like watching Laputa, so I think I might. So long, etc.

July 09, 2005

Quiz Quiz

Your Summer Anthem is Best Of You by the Foo Fighters
I've got another confession my friend
I'm no fool
I'm getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

While you may seem bright on the outside, your insides have a distinct angst flavor.

What's Your 2005 Summer Anthem?

How nice.

Anyway, Lost ended on Wednesday (and as a season finale, it wasn't very good at answering questions - but what a cliffhanger... or three), and I just heard it's going to premiere in the UK soon. Hooray. However, I also heard that one of the promos for it involves the cast in evening wear dancing around the wreckage of the plane... What? That doesn't even make any sense, andgives the wrong impression of what the show is about. But I do reccomend aybody in the UK to watch it, whenever it's on.

No More Shakespeare went well. I wish I had pictures of that.

Today it was sunny & warm (strange for the time of the year), so I went for another of my photo-walks shortly after waking up. There weren't many good photos, and I can't be bothered putting them up. Puh. The computer's dying.

And now, Holidays! Woo!

July 04, 2005

Everybody Knows that You're Insane

If my head cood (...Okay... How did I make a typo like that...) could make a noise right now, it'd go something like this: Blaaaaaaaaaaahhhhrghrghrjnkfr.
I want sleep and I'm coming down with the Flu.

Today I ordered by Leaver's jersey - I've got 'Comedian' on the back, with the number 0. Size Small.

Wednesday night, Thrusday afternoon, and Thursday night is when I've got No more Shakespeare as a performance. I hope I'm feeling well enought to make it gooder than good... Ugh, look at my bad englishh. I can't even be bothered fixing that.