I'm constantly amazed at how small the world (i.e, Melbourne) is
1. A guest lecturer today is a colleuge of my ex-therapists
2. Another lecturer's mother is a resident at the aged-care facility I volunteer at
3. 2 of my classmates live close (same suburb) as my two sisters
3. Another classmate's Mum lives in the same street as a friend of mine.
In other news, to make myself feel wonderful about procrastinating (it's normal), I've decided I am allowed a television allowance each day (weekday)
- The 7pm News on ABC
- The 7:30 Report
- Australian Story
All of these shows are educational and therefore don't count. In addition, I will permit one episode of The O.C/Gossip Girl/Mad Men/True Blood etc or 2 episodes of The Hills/The City/Weeds per day in order to completely fry my brain. Everyone should be allowed to do this for at least 42 minutes a day, yes?
Right now I am listening to a cd by Victoria University (I got it for free in a showbag four years ago) called 'The Classical Way To Study'. Except I am not studying. I am blogging. This is horrendous, Elizabeth.
NEED. TO . WRITE. THIS. DAMN. ESSAY.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Monday, April 26, 2010
the conversations I have with my mother
The scene:
I'm sitting in my room, tucked into my desk, about to watch an episode of The O.C.
Enter Janine, about to make my bed.
Mum: "Why am I doing this, with a sore back, while you sit there and watch dvds?"
Me: "Because I'm a university student, I work hard, and you feel sorry for me"
Mum: "This will all end one day, you know. I won't be making your bed forever"
Sorry, but I just found that REALLY funny.
(Back to work now?)
I'm sitting in my room, tucked into my desk, about to watch an episode of The O.C.
Enter Janine, about to make my bed.
Mum: "Why am I doing this, with a sore back, while you sit there and watch dvds?"
Me: "Because I'm a university student, I work hard, and you feel sorry for me"
Mum: "This will all end one day, you know. I won't be making your bed forever"
Sorry, but I just found that REALLY funny.
(Back to work now?)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
essay procrastination; guilt by association
Seeing as I'm the queen of procrastination, I'm blogging, reading a journal article, reading over the assessment guidelines of my latest assignment, organising my file folders, making an iTunes playlist & cleaning my desk all at once.
I need to start writing (900/3000 words; but it's shit and I'm scared to do more), I just wanna watch the trashiest of trashy tv shows and go to bed. I want to read books, in particular the new Lionel Shriver book. I want to actually read The Sunday Age. I want to dance. I want to drive along Beach Rd at night with my radio blaring. I can't wait for uni tomorrow so I get a chance to a) get dressed in nice clothes b) listen to lectures instead of sitting on my computer, wondering whether I should write my essay and c) buy a coffee. I want to wear my new coat that I shouldn't have really bought. I want my parents to piss off out for dinner or something so I can be home alone & blast my new Death In Vegas cd. I've bought 7 cds in the last two weeks; clearly I have hoarding issues. Clearly, a big tub of evia yoghurt (plain,with frozen rasberries) is waaaaaay too much sugar for my body & should be avoided.
Exciting things that have happened today:
- Mum worked out how to scan photos/my driver's license on the new printer. It's really good printer. I've sinced participated in a discussion of how my mother intends to spend all her free time this year scanning every single photo in her collection (from say, the 70s onwards) that's not digitalized.
- It's Sunday. Therefore we get both the age & the herald sun home delivered. And I can spend hours reading those magazines under the guise of 'I'm a uni student, I'm supposed to be informed about what's happening in the world'
In short, nothing exciting as happened. Thankyou, blogspot, for killing some time (the second title of this post comes from the song by Louis XIV, blame iTunes on shuffle)
I need to start writing (900/3000 words; but it's shit and I'm scared to do more), I just wanna watch the trashiest of trashy tv shows and go to bed. I want to read books, in particular the new Lionel Shriver book. I want to actually read The Sunday Age. I want to dance. I want to drive along Beach Rd at night with my radio blaring. I can't wait for uni tomorrow so I get a chance to a) get dressed in nice clothes b) listen to lectures instead of sitting on my computer, wondering whether I should write my essay and c) buy a coffee. I want to wear my new coat that I shouldn't have really bought. I want my parents to piss off out for dinner or something so I can be home alone & blast my new Death In Vegas cd. I've bought 7 cds in the last two weeks; clearly I have hoarding issues. Clearly, a big tub of evia yoghurt (plain,with frozen rasberries) is waaaaaay too much sugar for my body & should be avoided.
Exciting things that have happened today:
- Mum worked out how to scan photos/my driver's license on the new printer. It's really good printer. I've sinced participated in a discussion of how my mother intends to spend all her free time this year scanning every single photo in her collection (from say, the 70s onwards) that's not digitalized.
- It's Sunday. Therefore we get both the age & the herald sun home delivered. And I can spend hours reading those magazines under the guise of 'I'm a uni student, I'm supposed to be informed about what's happening in the world'
In short, nothing exciting as happened. Thankyou, blogspot, for killing some time (the second title of this post comes from the song by Louis XIV, blame iTunes on shuffle)
Friday, April 16, 2010
things I've found funny in the last few days.
(Apologies to boys reading this. You may wanna skip this number)
1. So, basically, my mother has reached the conclusion that I've finally reached a weight where I look "really good", "hot" and "you're gonna get picked up in that outfit" and, even more embarrassing "Just wait, can I take a photo of you before you go out?" To which I respond by changing the subject to WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CAR KEYS and then rush out the door. Whenever we get into this conversation I complain of my fat round face & small, barely-existent boobs. To which I receive the response 'you look...in proportion.' I laugh. The only reason I look in proportion is because I wear padded bras...
2. Status updates/various statements one can 'become a fan' of on facebook.
"Dear Facebook Chat. You Never Work. Fuck You. Love ___" < for some reason facebook chat is really getting to me atm as I use it more and more frequently and hence become more and more frustrated.
Next, a new group I joined, found when doing the usual facebook stalking & reading the groups/fan pages connected to people you've never met...
"Shut Up. I Wear Heels Bigger Than Your Dick". This is also gold.
3. A little conversations between a few friends of mine that I perused. God, I have intelligent friends & intelligent people ARE the funniest. Anyway. The topic was the sizing of women's jeans, specifically, Bardot jeans. Usually I am not really allowed to complain about sizing because I am slim but Bardot, Wrangler, and plenty other brands are the exception. According to the opinion of a few prior mentioned friends, Bardot jeans have either been designed by men, or skinny bitched who enjoy making normal people feel suicidal for their own amusement. In addition, the jeans have failed in designing clothes for women, instead directing their market to midget children. Or, if they (Bardot) argue that their clothes are indeed designed for 'young women', these are young women without arses, thighs, or a lower half in general. AND one friend got told that size 9 was a 'larger size.' Hello, this is AUSTRALIA. i have 2 x pairs of size 9 jeans and I'm medically underweight. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS WOMAN ON ABOUT.
I also have 2 x pairs of size 7 jeans. I have a disturbing amount of jeans, boots, jackets (+1 today, shit), boots, and plain tops. One could always use another plain top because 'I'll get lots of wear out of it' which is all very well and good until you get home & realise 3 plain black tops (1 long-sleeved, 1 x 3/4 sleeve, 1 x scoop neck, 1 t-shirt...) is borderline ridiculous.
Anyway. I really need to go to sleep. I should. I ACTUALLY THINK I'M SICK OF FACEBOOK! Tomorrow I am buying coffee, what the hell. Assignment night, hardcore.
1. So, basically, my mother has reached the conclusion that I've finally reached a weight where I look "really good", "hot" and "you're gonna get picked up in that outfit" and, even more embarrassing "Just wait, can I take a photo of you before you go out?" To which I respond by changing the subject to WHERE THE FUCK ARE MY CAR KEYS and then rush out the door. Whenever we get into this conversation I complain of my fat round face & small, barely-existent boobs. To which I receive the response 'you look...in proportion.' I laugh. The only reason I look in proportion is because I wear padded bras...
2. Status updates/various statements one can 'become a fan' of on facebook.
"Dear Facebook Chat. You Never Work. Fuck You. Love ___" < for some reason facebook chat is really getting to me atm as I use it more and more frequently and hence become more and more frustrated.
Next, a new group I joined, found when doing the usual facebook stalking & reading the groups/fan pages connected to people you've never met...
"Shut Up. I Wear Heels Bigger Than Your Dick". This is also gold.
3. A little conversations between a few friends of mine that I perused. God, I have intelligent friends & intelligent people ARE the funniest. Anyway. The topic was the sizing of women's jeans, specifically, Bardot jeans. Usually I am not really allowed to complain about sizing because I am slim but Bardot, Wrangler, and plenty other brands are the exception. According to the opinion of a few prior mentioned friends, Bardot jeans have either been designed by men, or skinny bitched who enjoy making normal people feel suicidal for their own amusement. In addition, the jeans have failed in designing clothes for women, instead directing their market to midget children. Or, if they (Bardot) argue that their clothes are indeed designed for 'young women', these are young women without arses, thighs, or a lower half in general. AND one friend got told that size 9 was a 'larger size.' Hello, this is AUSTRALIA. i have 2 x pairs of size 9 jeans and I'm medically underweight. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS WOMAN ON ABOUT.
I also have 2 x pairs of size 7 jeans. I have a disturbing amount of jeans, boots, jackets (+1 today, shit), boots, and plain tops. One could always use another plain top because 'I'll get lots of wear out of it' which is all very well and good until you get home & realise 3 plain black tops (1 long-sleeved, 1 x 3/4 sleeve, 1 x scoop neck, 1 t-shirt...) is borderline ridiculous.
Anyway. I really need to go to sleep. I should. I ACTUALLY THINK I'M SICK OF FACEBOOK! Tomorrow I am buying coffee, what the hell. Assignment night, hardcore.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
25 random facts about me; updated
1. I'm doing this because I don't want to do my homework. The same reason everyone else does these things.
2. I have a massive amount of cd's I've never listened to more than 5 or 10 times. I'm talking around about 100+. But I love the novelty of buying a cd, listening while I read the cover booklet and so on.
3. I have 12,400 songs on my iPod, I've listened to about 1/4 of them.
4. I'm absolutley obessed with my dog, but truth be told I don't look after him that well. I never brush him, often forget to feed/water him, make him wait to go outside & wee because I can't be bothered to walk downstairs
5. I used to be obessed with TeenOpenDiary/Livejournal. I'm not that obessed now. I only use LJ occassionally.
Actually, I go on LJ to look at various comments & read posts by my 'friends' - I haven't written an actual entry in months & announced my retirement from the site, although I still like to read stuff.
6. I love love love cereal. I religiously eat cereal every morning. If for some reason I 'miss out' on my cereal, cereal becomes my lunch. I especially love cereal for old people like All bran & Guardian flakes.
Yep, this hasn't changed I still eat A LOT of cereal but more recently Muesli too which I eat like 1/2kg of in one go and then wonder why i feel like shit.
7. I work in retail but I suck at handling money. I love small talk.
8. I drive to work massively in advance to get a carpark. On Saturdays its justified but otherwise it's just plain stupidity. It's usually in case i muck it up & need to call Mum to rescue me. This has happened on 2-3 occassions. I don't think I'll ever get over this obsession.
I've only half got over this obesession; I haven't called Mum to pick me up since the last time I did this quiz, which was last July. However, last December I did manage to scrape another (hoon-looking) vehicle; now I park in the upstairs carpark way way away from any other cars. Haven't parked in-between two cars in months (except in angle parks).
9. I like to be all 'individual' and read books and listen to music no-one's ever heard of but I still LOVE trashy magazines and I LOVE Twilight and I bought Famous this week entirely for the topless photos of Robert Pattison. Kristen Stewart can go to vampire hell.
Yeah, I still love trash, though I tend to be reading textbooks these days, I haven't actually bought a magazine in months. Oh, and Robert Pattison has lost his touch, but Taylor Lautner is a bit too good looking in a 'I have the best abs' kinda way for me. Who's hot? Whitney Port's ex 'Jay'.
10. I love Britney Spears. Seriously, pop music doesn't get any better.
Oh, and I saw her in concert that woman is quite seriously sex on legs. She obviously can't sing but she can certainly dance...Christina's got a new song out which is quite amazing as is anything off 'The Fame' but not the 'The Fame Monster' which I don't really like.
11. I get distinctions for uni, but its only because I can 'write well' and have good 'expression.' I don't actually know what I'm writing about.
I'm doing a new course this year; I haven't got any assessments back. We'll see.
12. I read the Age every morning. I love Sunday Life magazine and M magazine.
13. I have scars all over me...that fact is well know but it's probably not well know that showing these at the beach doesn't worry me. Instead, my main concern is my lack of chest/fuck have i done my underams? Other places? Sunblock?
14. I've spent more money on my pandora bracelet than I have on my laptop, iPod and mobile phone combined.
15. The extent of my cooking is grilled meat and microwaved vegetables.
I also really like these grilled veggie burger things made by Sanitarium; and its wonderful because you can either put them in the sandwich maker/grill thing or if I buy another brand, they cook in the microwave! Win!
16. I'm starting to drink coffee. I'm becoming less stingy with money and buy 1-5 long blacks a week. Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf at Southland give me the 'work at the centre' discount. Other than that, I drink peppermint tea & green tea (jasmine) daily.
I've neglected Coffee bean & tea leaf and also Planet Chocolate because they take too long and I've decided coffee is a uni thing. I am not stingy enough with money. I bought a LARGE coffee (soy cap) yesterday; $4.70. I thought it was necessary. I buy coffee-shop coffee x 3 a week, on uni days. Otherwise it's just my fairtrade instant x 1.
17. I walk really really fast. I'm know for walking my dog around my area. Customers come up to me asking 'How's your dog?'. I HATE walking alone.
I walk alone most of the time now. This is because I've pretty much killed Murphy; he can't hack the length of our walks together anymore. I still take him separately though, for about 20 minutes, on any day I'm not crazy busy. My iPod keeps me company but it's still not the same.
18. I honestly only drink alcohol once a month or every 2-3 months. However, when i do drink it's not pretty.
19. One of my passive pet hates is driven by working in retail. This is: the wastage of plastic bags. If you come to me, I will not give you a fucking plastic bag for your fucking toliet paper. Walk to the car and burn off your KFC FATASS
I've become even more of a bitch and try my hardest to make people feel guilty by asking 'Do you need a bag' instead of the standard Big W enquirty 'doya wanna bag?' If they say yes, i'm just like 'oh'; and give the customer a massive greasy.
20. Skins is the best tv show. Download Timothy Victor - Ass To Ass (avaliable as e4skins - from Freddie's episoide season 3)
Skins has massively gone downhill; I can't stand the character 'Cook.' But Effy is such a cool character to watch & the music is still worth watching. I think I found Ollie's episodes the most awesome, followed by the Fitch twins. Let's see what the third generation makes of the show next year.
21. I can only see out of one eye. I wear glasses occassionally for psychological reasons. After having to wear glasses up to the age of 16, I feel guilty when I'm not wearing glasses.
Yes, but I've recently started to wear them again when I'm reading at home/the library. I think I need new glasses. I hate my glasses because I hate plastic frames they are so annoying and impossible to clean. I want glass frames! I find that when I wear glasses I get less strain.
22. I'm really really good at basic addition and subtraction
23. I feel guilty about the fact I haven't played the trumpet in probably a year.
Now probably 1.5 years
24. I go to the supermarket to buy dried fruit, muesli bars & tum tablets.
And muesli, and porrige and sour mentos if I ever can find it.
My picks: Carman's No Fruit Muesli bars, Dried Pears by Angas & Park, Macro company Cashew Nuts, etc, etc.
25. I still hope I'll get taller one day
2. I have a massive amount of cd's I've never listened to more than 5 or 10 times. I'm talking around about 100+. But I love the novelty of buying a cd, listening while I read the cover booklet and so on.
3. I have 12,400 songs on my iPod, I've listened to about 1/4 of them.
4. I'm absolutley obessed with my dog, but truth be told I don't look after him that well. I never brush him, often forget to feed/water him, make him wait to go outside & wee because I can't be bothered to walk downstairs
5. I used to be obessed with TeenOpenDiary/Livejournal. I'm not that obessed now. I only use LJ occassionally.
Actually, I go on LJ to look at various comments & read posts by my 'friends' - I haven't written an actual entry in months & announced my retirement from the site, although I still like to read stuff.
6. I love love love cereal. I religiously eat cereal every morning. If for some reason I 'miss out' on my cereal, cereal becomes my lunch. I especially love cereal for old people like All bran & Guardian flakes.
Yep, this hasn't changed I still eat A LOT of cereal but more recently Muesli too which I eat like 1/2kg of in one go and then wonder why i feel like shit.
7. I work in retail but I suck at handling money. I love small talk.
8. I drive to work massively in advance to get a carpark. On Saturdays its justified but otherwise it's just plain stupidity. It's usually in case i muck it up & need to call Mum to rescue me. This has happened on 2-3 occassions. I don't think I'll ever get over this obsession.
I've only half got over this obesession; I haven't called Mum to pick me up since the last time I did this quiz, which was last July. However, last December I did manage to scrape another (hoon-looking) vehicle; now I park in the upstairs carpark way way away from any other cars. Haven't parked in-between two cars in months (except in angle parks).
9. I like to be all 'individual' and read books and listen to music no-one's ever heard of but I still LOVE trashy magazines and I LOVE Twilight and I bought Famous this week entirely for the topless photos of Robert Pattison. Kristen Stewart can go to vampire hell.
Yeah, I still love trash, though I tend to be reading textbooks these days, I haven't actually bought a magazine in months. Oh, and Robert Pattison has lost his touch, but Taylor Lautner is a bit too good looking in a 'I have the best abs' kinda way for me. Who's hot? Whitney Port's ex 'Jay'.
10. I love Britney Spears. Seriously, pop music doesn't get any better.
Oh, and I saw her in concert that woman is quite seriously sex on legs. She obviously can't sing but she can certainly dance...Christina's got a new song out which is quite amazing as is anything off 'The Fame' but not the 'The Fame Monster' which I don't really like.
11. I get distinctions for uni, but its only because I can 'write well' and have good 'expression.' I don't actually know what I'm writing about.
I'm doing a new course this year; I haven't got any assessments back. We'll see.
12. I read the Age every morning. I love Sunday Life magazine and M magazine.
13. I have scars all over me...that fact is well know but it's probably not well know that showing these at the beach doesn't worry me. Instead, my main concern is my lack of chest/fuck have i done my underams? Other places? Sunblock?
14. I've spent more money on my pandora bracelet than I have on my laptop, iPod and mobile phone combined.
15. The extent of my cooking is grilled meat and microwaved vegetables.
I also really like these grilled veggie burger things made by Sanitarium; and its wonderful because you can either put them in the sandwich maker/grill thing or if I buy another brand, they cook in the microwave! Win!
16. I'm starting to drink coffee. I'm becoming less stingy with money and buy 1-5 long blacks a week. Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf at Southland give me the 'work at the centre' discount. Other than that, I drink peppermint tea & green tea (jasmine) daily.
I've neglected Coffee bean & tea leaf and also Planet Chocolate because they take too long and I've decided coffee is a uni thing. I am not stingy enough with money. I bought a LARGE coffee (soy cap) yesterday; $4.70. I thought it was necessary. I buy coffee-shop coffee x 3 a week, on uni days. Otherwise it's just my fairtrade instant x 1.
17. I walk really really fast. I'm know for walking my dog around my area. Customers come up to me asking 'How's your dog?'. I HATE walking alone.
I walk alone most of the time now. This is because I've pretty much killed Murphy; he can't hack the length of our walks together anymore. I still take him separately though, for about 20 minutes, on any day I'm not crazy busy. My iPod keeps me company but it's still not the same.
18. I honestly only drink alcohol once a month or every 2-3 months. However, when i do drink it's not pretty.
19. One of my passive pet hates is driven by working in retail. This is: the wastage of plastic bags. If you come to me, I will not give you a fucking plastic bag for your fucking toliet paper. Walk to the car and burn off your KFC FATASS
I've become even more of a bitch and try my hardest to make people feel guilty by asking 'Do you need a bag' instead of the standard Big W enquirty 'doya wanna bag?' If they say yes, i'm just like 'oh'; and give the customer a massive greasy.
20. Skins is the best tv show. Download Timothy Victor - Ass To Ass (avaliable as e4skins - from Freddie's episoide season 3)
Skins has massively gone downhill; I can't stand the character 'Cook.' But Effy is such a cool character to watch & the music is still worth watching. I think I found Ollie's episodes the most awesome, followed by the Fitch twins. Let's see what the third generation makes of the show next year.
21. I can only see out of one eye. I wear glasses occassionally for psychological reasons. After having to wear glasses up to the age of 16, I feel guilty when I'm not wearing glasses.
Yes, but I've recently started to wear them again when I'm reading at home/the library. I think I need new glasses. I hate my glasses because I hate plastic frames they are so annoying and impossible to clean. I want glass frames! I find that when I wear glasses I get less strain.
22. I'm really really good at basic addition and subtraction
23. I feel guilty about the fact I haven't played the trumpet in probably a year.
Now probably 1.5 years
24. I go to the supermarket to buy dried fruit, muesli bars & tum tablets.
And muesli, and porrige and sour mentos if I ever can find it.
My picks: Carman's No Fruit Muesli bars, Dried Pears by Angas & Park, Macro company Cashew Nuts, etc, etc.
25. I still hope I'll get taller one day
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