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[The thought of anaesthesia] )
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I think there should be a limit to how thin courses can spread themselves in terms of trying to give you too many guidelines, worksheets, mini-tests, tutorials, peer reviewing, etc....
They're trying to help to much and it just makes it so much more difficult.
I'm saturated.
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Oo, this is exciting. This'll be another one of my I'm-back-posting-again posts, which I do once a year, and then fuck off until next time.

So. I'm posting again!

See you next year.
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This has to be the most enchanting game in the world.
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I hate:

1. Lack of (PXE)post-exam euphoria. (Yes I know its technically PEE) Maybe because I'm not finished yet. But that's beside the point. Somehow "Antarctica, The Frozen Continent" doesn't strike me as a looming, ominous cloud on the horizon, interfering with the expected PXE.

2. Buying stockings and immediately, I mean IMMEDIATELY catching them on something. And they get those little holes you just can't get rid of, big enough to ladder up, too small to sow up. Use clear nail polish you say? Why, yes, if only I could OPEN THE BOTTLE IT'S IN.

3. Going to the DVD store and trying to get the first season of a show, only to find out someone right before you has come in and hired THE ENTIRE SERIES for the week. I mean, sure. Buffy is a popular show. But some one person comes in, and takes all of them at once. What, are they going to watch a season a day? Goddamn them. They probably took my PXE and used to summon the time and energy to watch it all. (Or maybe they're just ripping it? In which case it'll come right back? Rationalise with me!)

4. Returning to the DVD store the next morning to find out someone has hired the rest of the series of an obscure anime you just watched the first dvd of because you couldn't get Buffy yet.

5. People who, an hour before the end of an exam, turn on the mic and say "you have FIFTEEN MINUTES LEFT - Oh oh - sorry, no you have an hour. Sorry........Yeah. Sorry."

6. The amount of time it takes to get over 4 and 5.

I love:

1. Raspberry buns. Oh god, the icing is delicious.
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Meh. Media not delivering lately.

Pirates was good. Worth the $15.

Spiderman was funny at the time, but in retrospect sucked. Not worth $15.

Most disappointingly, House finale sucked. House never sucks so that's quite an achievement. Not worth the internets hunt.

Handed in a big assignment though. Blissful.
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J gave me a mouse as belated birthday present. Best. Present. Evar. Her name is Pepper and she's the friendliest mouse in the house. I like mice because they're nice. Mice mice mice! Nice nice nice! I like mouse as much as House. Mouse mouse mouse! House House House!

Oh god, it's so cute I'm dying of brain failure. I am also overheating from wearing discounted ski gear. And my cheeks hurt from smiling because I purchased a season pass. And my eyes are scrunched because the printer is not working.

Overheating + brain failure + cheeks hurting + scrunched eyes = ?

Aw... Pepper's running around in the exercise ball. RUN LITTLE CUTIE!
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I remember a time when I only drank hot chocolate, and one as a treat maybe once a week. Then I phased coffee in with mocha, increased the frequency to several times a week. Then daily. Then flat whites, lattes, capuccinos, macchiatos, ristrettos, filter, plunger, espresso machine, soy, trim, double shot, small, medium, large, to go, to have here, at home, at mum's....

And now it's two, three, four cups daily. Even when I don't think of having any, if someone offers, my brain says "no thanks", but my head nods by itself. Then my mouth goes "I'll make it."
Click, kshhh, click, tap, tap, slide, press, tap, press, twist, wipe, slot, pour, fwshhhhh, kcchhh, swirl, wahhhhh, drip, drip, pour, wobble, shake shake shake, serve. And yet another cup.

My body will one day pack in, and the first incision of the autopsy will overwhelm the morgue with the sweet scent of 100% pure arabica.
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So I thought, I'll post again in my journal, and start it up again. I remember having fun using it. But I havn't had any ideas of what to write. As if I had someone to write for, in particular (I find the same with fiction - I don't want to offend or debase anyone by saying the wrong thing).

I suppose I could cop out and post a themeless, colourless meme, survey or quiz result, hoping to bring to the surface something unique and interesting. The fact is, I want to be able to read back on my own journal, enjoying it and remembering. Even if it's miserable crap. Even if it's giddy with goodness.
I assume everyone wants the same thing - reading with pleasure their own past selves, or maybe some attentive, approving/criticizing comments. I guess I do too. Who could possibly resent comments on their journal? Good comments, of course. Relevant ones. Ones with FLAIR. Ones with a POINT. Anyway, I'm off to dinner with beloveds.
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Checked your PCP/IP address?!
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1. Choose a band/artist:

Now answer the rest of the questions only using that bands songs!

2. Are you male or female:
You know what you are?

3. Describe yourself:
Adrift and at peace

4. How do some people feel about you:

5. How do you feel about yourself:
Getting smaller

6. Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend:
Head like a hole

7. Describe current boyfriend / girlfriend:
The line begins to blur

8. Describe where you want to be:
Into the void

9. Describe how you live:
Adrift and at peace

10. Describe how you love:
All the love in the world

11. What would you ask for if you had just one wish?
Something I can never have

12. Share a few words of Wisdom:
We're in this together

13. Now say goodbye:
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What a week.
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1 paper down, 16 to go!
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Good luck with your study, everyone :)
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A spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down! The medicine go down! The medicine go down!

I am staying in NZ for the summer - therefore, for christmas, summer harvest, big day out (if the line up is decent) parachute, and my birthday. At the very least.

And hopefully, a number of road trips. I want to go north - cape reinga, middle - tongariro, south - wellington, great barrier island, south island....

Post-IB is going to RULE!
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Just finished Inconceivable by Ben Elton. Loved it. I like this less sensationalist stuff rather than the likes of Blast From the Past and Popcorn. HIGH OCTANE! ADRENALINE PUMPING! No. I tried reading Stark but never got further than the third or fourth block of narrative viewpoints i.e. it was boring. But maybe one day I'll make an effort and read the whole thing...

The said sensationalist ones remind me of Chuck Palahniuk and the fact that all his stuff is EXACTLY THE SAME. He spawned one good movie and several identical novels which alternated pivotal grotesque elements - "Damn, I used the frozen dead baby last time... how about a catheter tube coming loose? Or maybe soap made from human fat. Yeah, that sounds good, go monkeys, type!"
So they made Fight Club. When I first read "Diary" I wondered why it wasn't made into a movie as well, and then I finished it. And then I read Lullaby and Choke and realized why. Because it's like "Bad Day" vs. "The End of the World As We Know It" by REM. Listen to both songs. SAME THING. Homogenous. (bad day happens to be less tinny.)

Palahniuk. SAME BOOKS. Same "character development" if you could call the transition from boring, modern disaffected bastard to boring modern disaffected bastard pitching cryogenically frozen dead baby limbs across a hospital floor a development of any sort.

Anyway, my point is (speaking on pure intuition) all that cynicism and dispassionate drivel and poignant take on desensitization pretty much thinly veils the naff cynicism, one-liners and recycled jokes usually issuing from boring, modern, disaffected bastards who write about themselves because they never have fun.

In other words... it's amazing how much art (all kinds) is "about" this or that and it's intended as a powerful statement, the problem being that these shrewd "controversial" observations are made so often the only phenomenons acting as catalysts for critical acclaim and controversy are crazes like Harry Potter.

Which just goes to show.
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I didn't go to school today. I wasn't sick or stressed out or depressed or down or nothing that I can put a name on, I just couldn't go.
Sometimes you wake up and the prospect of what's ahead of you, even if you're not sure what it is, is just too much.
It was the same with homework. I sat down, got back up. I pottered around the house. I started fixing and cleaning stuff, listened to music, I watched bits of a movie - couldn't finish any of that. Sat down again, got back up. Sat down. Stared. Backache, get back up, sit back down. It was like goddamn procrastination aerobics.

So now, I'm at the computer again, writing in my lj instead of doing my bio because just like everything else I should or need to do I just can't do it, but will eventually have to.
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Take your music player and set in on random and the song titles are the answers to the following questions.

What do you think of me, iTunes?
Brain damage.

Will I have a happy life?
Harder to breathe.

What do my friends really think of me?
Everybody's free.

Do people secretly lust after me?
Fields of gold. (Hrrm?)

What does [insert significant other] think of me?
River of dreams. (oh, excellent)

How can I make myself happy?
Great indoors.

What should I do with my life?
Chop suey.

Why must life be so full of pain?
Imperial march (Star Wars).

How can I maximize my pleasure during sex?
Can't take my eyes off of you.

Will I ever have children?
I don't know you anymore.

Will I die happy?
Across the universe.

Can you give me some advice?

Do you know where your children are?

What do you think happiness is?
New deep.

What's your favourite fetish?
Eulogy (okay, yuck).


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