My letter was published!

I sent a letter to the Herald a couple days ago, because I was angry about an article they had published. The title seemed fairly objective "Same-sex Marraige Battle Shifts to Children", but in my belief the article was full of judgmental conclusions, by people who really didn't have a lot of evidence. I can't imagine how awful it would be to face criticisms like this on a daily basis, just because of your sexual orientation. This intolerance should not be acceptable, and that prompted me to write the letter. I like the title, "Judge Not".

There we go, my first letter to the editor. And in other news, to add to the fun of the short hair I died it red!! Well, it's pretty temporary but I love the colour. You see, I'm going to Rocky Horror tonight as Columbia in PJ's, so I figured that dying my hair would add the extra touch. I'm pretty excited.

I'm getting pretty good at the one-handed self-portraits.

=)

I feel so much lighter.

Exams are done!!!
Yippeeeee!!!
I always hate having to go into school after school is over, and the stress of studying. So when school ended I didn't really think of it as the ending. More like the beginning of cramming, stress, and cafeteria's full of 150 agitated eighth graders. I think I did pretty good on my exams. The English exam was stupid, way too subjective. Social was long and trivial. Math was pretty easy, I'm confident about Pure 10 next year. Science, which I took today was OK. I'm not sure how I'll do. We go into school once more for our report cards and an assembly. I got some letter in the mail about a "special award" or something. I seriously hope it's not too embarrassing. All in all, it's a huge weight lifted of my back.

And I got an email from the Herald today, asking for parental permission to publish the letter I sent. Yah, it's getting published in the paper. Which makes me nervous, because it's a really lame letter. Oh well. I'm gonna be checking for it tomorrow or the day after.

Literally, I feel a lot lighter because I just got half my hair chopped off. I went to the hairdresser's, and just kinda asked my hairdresser Greg if he'd cut it down a whole bunch. And now a lot of it is gone. He's really good, and I like it a lot. Here is a before and after picture.

Before:

I look really grumpy...

After:

It looks quite a bit longer than it actually is, probably the angle. Well, it feels a lot lighter and it will definitely be good for summer.

=)

Poor Worm.

I'll entertain everyone with yet another video clip. Sorry, I have been posting a lot of them lately. Maybe because I'm lazy, or just cause I've found some interesting things to capture. This is what happens when a worm gets in my flowers:



by the way, does anybody know why they always but "For Better Or For Worse" comics in every single English exam? It's super annoying. Also. Has anyone read the comic, "Girls and Sports"? It's probably the worst excuse for writing I've ever seen. Yuck.

Clouds Scare Me

This afternoon was lovely. Clear blue skies with cute little white puffy clouds. It was a good day too, perfect weather for the last day of school. Today, we basically just watched movies. Like Harry Potter. Which is the only movie we watch at school. Seriously. Well, in humanities we were watching Stand By Me, which is excellent times one trillion. I love Stand By Me. Did anyone notice how hot Kiefer Sutherland was when he was younger? He had that blonde, bad boy image. In Lost Boys too. Too bad he got old. Anyways. It was a fun day. Although it's not really the end of school, we have to come in for four exams. So, I had a nice walk home with my friend after much yearbook signing, and we stopped at the coffee shop for a smoothie (because of the heat).

After I came home, I decided to come with my mum to the farmers market. While we were buying our Kettle Korn and Tzatziki, we noticed the already dark, looming clouds were spiraling super fast. After chatting with the helium-balloon filler (I got a red one) about tornadoes, we were ready to leave. I had a huge phobia of tornadoes when I was really little, I remember getting scared at the slightest bit of wind. My mother sometimes had to come in my room at 4am and reassure me that there was no tornado. I'm definitely past that, but if I was at that stage I would've been bawling. I don't think it was a tornado, but when there are dark clouds (apparently they're supposed to be greenish) spiraling directly above you, it makes you feel like going inside. So we went back home. Just as soon as we got there, it began to rain. The clouds were still moving pretty fast outside. Then it got harder and harder. Really, really hard. After a while, the rain turned into hail. It was some pretty scary weather. I have a video clip to show the progression, unfortunately it's really bad quality. You don't have to watch the entire clip, cause it's kind of boring but take note of how fast the weather changes. I've sped it up double, so don't watch it if you get dizzy easily.



By the way, the song is "Oh" by Sleater-Kinney. And YouTube always picks the worst part of the movie to display at the beginning.

I'm Still Young!

Check this out:

http://www.theage.com.au/news/world/rowdies-buzz-off-as-the-mosquito-bites/2005/11/29/1133026467657.html

And... listen to this:

http://graphics.nytimes.com/packages/audio/nyregion/20060610_RINGTONE.mp3

I can hear it, can you?

You might want to turn the volume down, it's quite an annoying sound.

Also, our classes got a chance to go to the zoo last week, which was a blast. They basically let us loose for three hours of the day. Here is a clip of a memorable moment:

(I'm the one with the stripes, whos bum sticks into the camera halfway through).

and... Does anyone know how to embed YouTube videos? I'm completely hopeless and ignorant at it.

Good Morning!

Hi Everyone.
What a beautiful morning. It's raining cats and dogs. I woke up at one last night because my nieghbours were screaming their heads off, really respectful people. And my brother and his friend are in his room, planning out how to do their own version of the numa numa dance. This is my twin brother...



Bon Matin.

hilary m.

Due to excess studies and awful dreams..

I haven't been posting a lot lately, mostly cause of exams and assignments and whatnot. I still have to finish my math to get into Math10pure next year which is very problematic. I had a dream that my teacher was making out with Robert Smith of the Cure.

Is anyone willing to pay for 10 years of counselling, and delete all my Cure songs?
Please.

Bright Eyes

Last night was the Bright Eyes concert at Mac Hall. I really enjoyed the latest album "I'm Wide Awake It's Morning", and I have another album also. I figured it would be worth the stand. I always felt Bright Eyes had some brilliant songwriting, and who can resist that voice of Conor Oberst's?

So I lined up with my friend, and we got into Mac Hall a little bit before Gruff Rhys' set. If you've never been to Mac Hall, its kind of an industrial looking area, with concrete floors and metal beams. We stood at the back of the area that would be known as the mosh pit if it wasn't a Bright Eyes concert. It wasn't too packed at the time. Gruff Rhys kinda was interesting, he sang a couple songs in some welsh dialect, and some in english. I enjoyed him, a little different from Bright Eyes but still very good, he had a nice voice.

After this was a quick break, and we moved forward a bit. By this time it was pretty packed ahead and behind us. We still had a good view of the stage. So Bright Eyes comes on, and Conor's in the middle looking thin as hell with this tight grey emo hoodie (hood up of course). It was excellent. They sang the first song, and he took off his hood. Which might've been the best part, cause of his pretty face and his shaggy brown hair. Conor Oberst is one attractive young man. I'll go through the highlights now though.

Highlights
-Ship in A Bottle
-When Conor stopped at the beginning of "First Day of My Life" and said "You guys make me nervous, hearing all your pretty voices against my alley cat noise".
-First Day of My Life
-Someone told Conor to chug his beer and he replied into the mike "I take baby sips, baby sips"
-Another Travellin' Song. Conor changed the lyrics a bit.
-When Conor told us you really needed a good education to get a good job these days, because we were at U 0f C. "It really doesn't matter if you like your job, you just need a nice house and a nice car"
-Whenever Conor talked
-When Conor dedicated one of his songs to Colin Wilson, who wrote the Outsiders "a long boring book". And another one to his bassist Dan, who was the only one who'd drink with him at 4 o' clock in the afternoon. "Cause the rest of my friends are at work, and the others aren't crazy"
-Poison Oak
-The encore with Gruff Rhys

Lowlights
-People were smoking skunk weed during Poison Oak. It smelt awful.
-The annoying girls who'd yell "I LOVE YOU CONOR"
-The only guy pumping his fist in the mosh pit.

Bright Eyes is a great live band, and Conor Oberst is sexier in person. He is a great songwriter. With a pretty voice.

This entire ordeal prompted me to spell out "C0NOR O. = HAWT" in my locker.

Poison Oak

Bright Eyes!!!!

=)

It was great.

Slayer and Chocolate Milk

Slayer and Chocolate Milk. Everyone craves it at one time or another.

So, it's 6/6/06. I'm in no way superstitious or religious about this day, it just makes me laugh. It's also a great time to discuss evil, the devil etc. Personally, I don't believe the devil exists. If there is a god, would they really have time to sort people into heaven and hell? Nahh. That's just my opinion though.

Anyways, nothing out of order happened to me today. There was no huge crack in the ground, or hellfire or lava or anything. That would've been really bad because I'm behind on my math and I needed to finish a test today. Nobody really talked about it actually. Well. Some people did.

Because it was so nice out today, all the students ate thier lunches in the field. After I was finished, I walked up to talk to my friend. After that I noticed beside me there was a small circle of boys in Iron Maiden t-shirts with long hair beside me. Well, I knew a couple of them so I went over to check what was up. They were all in a circle, with a little portable stereo beside one of them, and a huge chocolate milk carton in the middle. Now, I'm not really educated in metalhead culture, so I was wondering what was going on (half of them were drinking chocolate milk too). Was the milk some kind of omen? I found out from the guy I knew that they had bought the chocolate milk at Husky, and it wasn't a religious symbol or anything (thank goodness). And apparently, the music they were listening to was Slayer.

Sitting in a circle listening to Slayer and drinking chocolate milk.
Very satanic.

George Stroumboulopoulos likes Slayer, I wonder if he's every heard of this chocolate milk thing. I thought that the Hour today was quite appropriate. Funny, and there was only a little god-talk. But what could 6/6/06 be without god-talk?




Anybody else experience some satanic rituals today? (Especially if they involve chocolate milk)

For all you bloggers

This made me smile. =)

I reorganized my dads record collection..

And lived to tell the tale!!
yikes, sometimes I question my sanity. Yesterday it happened numerous times. It was the day I decided to do the 30 hour famine. So I wasn't eating the entire day. During that time, I decided to have a "fun" little activity that diverted me from the fact I hadn't ate for 20 hours. I'm not sure it was the best diversion, because after about an hour it seemed like slave labor. So it seemed pretty easy. I had an awesome plan, that I thought was quite efficient.

1. Make sheets of paper with every letter of the alphabet, plus "soundtrack" and "compilation" .
2. Build piles of records for each sheet, until all the records are sorted alphabetically on the floor.
3. Sort the artists alphabetically within their letter.
4. Put it up on the shelves.

The plan basically went through, just took 4 hours more than I expected. I think that walking around the room with a huge stack of records, depositing them into piles was even more exercise than lifting weight whilst on the treadmill. Well, it seemed that way to me. I don't think the next step was that beneficial to my future, because now I'm going to have a bad back. Basically, you sit on the floor with one record and put the rest of the pile around it alphabetically, according to that record. It requires a lot of reaching. I also participated in this whilst watching a movie, so I think that I was focussing more on Springsteen, The Smiths, Spirit of the West, Sly and the Family Stone than Transamerica. In the morning, we put them on the shelves. Which was a feat, considering that all we'd had to eat in 40 hours was a bag of green apple flavoured licorices. Finally the task was completed and my friend left, probably never to come back again. It was quite the experience, but definitely worth it. And now I have a better knowledge of my dads music taste.

Partway through the stacking process. I'm in the middle with Meat is Murder.

More partway through the stacking process. And that GIGANTIC TV my dad bought.

Help Me!!!

Okay, I'm reorginizing my dad's record collection and I have 2 shelves done, 8 to go plus I've been doing it for like 2 hours and I don't think I'll ever finish and I'm doing the 30 hour famine so my blood sugars probably dropped like a million from running around and my friends coming over soon and we're supposed to make a trailer for a film adaption of Kite Runner and I have to be Amir and does anybody know young boy actors from the middle east?