Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Metaphorical musings

They say the sun shines at 6000 degrees celcius (15 million degrees celcius at the core) all year round - day in, day out. Then why the hell can't we feel it in winter?

Monday, October 29, 2007

Apple on a tree

In a world so fallen like ours - with so much suffering and little justice done, with such temporary pleasures and neverending hardships - I find hope in God alone. Nevertheless, I am human and tend to crop God out of the picture as one so often does. With God out of the picture, there is nothing to cling onto in this stuffed up world of ours. Everything is so damn temporary, things can change in the blink of an eye - people you thought you knew, relationships you thought were solid. One minute you're cruising along the river of life, having a ball. The next, you are stuck in the mangroves or something.

Hmm. I haven't really came to a conclusion yet so I guess this is To be continued...

Saturday, October 20, 2007

9:20

I'm bored.
And want to clear my head.
I still don't know what subjects to do.
My room is messy.
It's getting on my nerves.
It usually doesn't.
But now it is.
I think I do have a slight case of OCD.
Hmm.
That is something to ponder.
I wish my slight case of OCD could get me out of school.
I can't be bothered to do anything.
I have done nothing all day, besides tan a few shades darker.
As a result I smell like sunscreen.
I am not a freak who wants skin cancer :)
Besides I like the smell.
And I still tan with it on.
I'm quite pleased with my skins ability to tan a shade darker after 10 minutes in the sun.
At least if I can't achieve anything for myself my skin can.
It has a mind of it's own.
I wish everything did.
The first thing on my mental to do list is "Write several different to do lists".
I have so much to do that I have to seperate my to do lists, how lame.
But my to do lists are now more than ever including things to think about, rather than things to do.
Decisions to make.
Like subjects.
I need to write a pro's and con's list, that may help.
I like abrupt sentences, I think.
I tend to write like this when in strange moods like this.
What is this?
I wish I could write songs.
That would be pretty awesome hey?
I suppose I could write poetry and it could be a song.
But then again, I can't really write poetry.
You know, I'm not really sure why I don't like Shakespeare.
I mean, when I think back on the texts we have done, they aren't all so bad.
I hate competition.
Therefore I hate exams.
I want to move countries.
I want to go to England.
I want to go on holidays.
Holidays are like space.
A vacuum.
Empty.
And they empty you head.
I got that from my french exam.
I hate these moods.
I always seem to get them on saturday nights.
What's with that?
Hmm.
It's been 27 minutes already.
28.
29.
30.
Meh.
I've lost any train of thought I had.
So I'm out.

Harry Potter Fan Alert

Read this: http://www.smh.com.au/news/books/jk-rowling-reveals-that-one-of-her-characters-is-gay/2007/10/20/1192301087070.html

You'll be shocked. I was.

Arghh, I hate how she doesn't include all this in the books, she should! It can't be part of the character or the book unless it's in the friggen books! Why reveal all this interesting jaw-dropping stuff (however outrageous it may be) when the series is over?! That's the whole point of a book, to tell a story - you can't just finish the book and say "Well actually I left out half the story but I can explain now if you like".
So frustrated.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Become Who You Are

Today I found out that Mainstay has put out a new album. I am quite excited, I am considering buying it. Check out the lyrics and the explanations (which are awesome) here: http://www.jesusfreakhideout.com/lyrics/new/artist.asp?artist_id=148. Both their albums are fantabulous and the lyrics speak of relevant issues. I would elaborate on the album and lyrics and so on, but that would be a waste of my time, because it is all in the explanations of the songs - so read if you wish to learn of my thoughts...or the thoughts of another which I mainly agree with. I *heart* Mainstay.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Animals?

I am so sick of thinking. Not of "philosophical musings" (as mentioned in my previous blog), but of thinking. Of decisions. Of weighing up the pros and cons of things. If only the type of memory erasing that exists in Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind was possible. But not for memories. For thoughts. *sigh* I often wonder how life as an animal would be. Not a dog or anything big and domestic. Perhaps a snail - slow paced. Or a fish, a goldfish. I used to wish I was a fish when I was young, so I could stay at the beach and in the water forever.

I wonder. Dogs (and some other animals, I s'pose) can get human ailments such as arthirtis and pneumonia and stuff. I wonder if they can get mental illnesses. Hmm. OK, so I haven't heard of any animal with schizophrenia. But why not. I'm sure they could. Somehow. When I become a psychologist I shall investigate on animals :) ...if I become a psychologist. An animal psych...hmm. Is their such thing? I could become the first :) I wonder if animals find their daily tasks and problems as daunting as we can sometimes find ours. Would a meerkat think "farout, time to scavange for food again, arghh" or a chimp complain "my arms hurt from swinging!"? You probably think these are completely stupid questions, but unless you have been a chimp or a meerkat before, you wouldn't know the answer and hence, my questions aren't stupid :)

Hmm, I am having trouble understanding the mind-body concept. I am not sure what the actual concept is, but I don't get why one can't be another, so to speak. Or why one can't be born an animal. Well obviously because of the parents. But thearetically... why isn't my mind in the body of a giraffe for instance? Hmm.

Well I have probably lost everyone (anyone?) right about now, so I will cease to write my seemingly "abstract" thoughts before someone actually thinks I was meant to be an animal and chucks me in a zoo :) ...and because I'm starting to think I am sick of philosphical musings - I realised they're a bit like maths, they're hard to get your head around so after a while you just want to forget about them *sigh*

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Bus Musings - Disrupted

If alone, I often have philosphical musings whilst on the bus. Not so much on the train, I'm not sure why, but the bus is much more apt. However, yesterday, I was unable to concentrate due to a person nearby me, listening to their iPod (or some other sort of mp3 player). This person obviously didn't know what earphones were invented for. Let me explain. You see, earphones were made so that one could listen to their own music, without making the surrounding people have to put up with what may or may not be horrible music. This person was listening to horrible music, and it was extremely loud. He may aswell have not been using earphones and plugged his mp3 into speakers to share the love. Please, if you are going to listen to horrible music for the whole bus trip (or rather, one long horrible song for the whole bus trip...) do us both a favour and turn down the music 10 notches, 'cause I highly value my rare bus musings (and not so much your bad taste in music), and if the music is loud enough for me to hear, and going directly into both of your ears, you are probably half deaf, or on your way to such a state :) Don't make whoever invented the earphones' hard work be in vain.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

FACTS!

FACT: I still have a bruise on my foot from the mosh at Exo Day (1st sept!).

FACT: Wednesday is an awesome TV night.

FACT: You can hire upto 12 dvds (of any sort) for only $1 each at my local Video shop.

Summer TV

I heard Snow Patrol on the radio today and it made me realise how much I miss Grey's Anatomy, *sigh*. In the meantime, while I anxiously await it's return, I'll definitely be tuning in to the new season of Heroes, which I recently found out starts tomorrow (9.30, ch 7 for all you Heroes lovers - pfft, as if you didn't already know that). I think you should too! :)

P.S. This blog is truly retarded...it isn't Tuesday! Nor is it 6:something-a-rather p.m.