Was it a boy or a girl to text you last?
a BOY

What does the 6th text in your inbox say?
"Oh right! Well the geekingness of the text kinda threw me. Didn't he? Awful! Maybe he didn't appreciate your skills." from Luke

What the the 6th text in your outbox say?"
"Music, T!" to Tim

Are you currently wanting any body piercings or tattoos?
Contemplative.

Does your phone ring in the middle of the night?
Facebook status updates from people I'm subscribed to, who sleep about as much as me.

Where are you going to be at 4pm tomorrow?
Killing zombies in Korokoro

Do you have an embarrassing secret?
Totally OMG

Ever been on a blind date?
I prefer deaf dates?

Do you like horror or comedy?
Horror. Psychological thrillers > Adam Sandler. Though The IT Crowd > everything, so it 'pends.

Anything you want to tell someone?
I'm in love with a stripper.

What is on your bed right now?
A ton of new clothes from today's Newtown experience. My bag/briefcase wannabe. Tama Smith's iPod. Deanne's laptop case. A naked man. Three dollars. Other clothes that I bought prior to today's Newtown experience.

Are you allergic to anything?
Wool, kiwifruit. Basically I'm biologically anti most New Zealand exports. And this is my arch nemesis:
http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_430xN.2...

Who did you last share a taxi with?
The taxi driver.

Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now?
A couple of people but that'll subside.

What do you want to be when you grow up?
A kid.

Do you have anything to complain about?
Yeah. Year 13.

What's your favorite season?
Autumn!

Is there someone you will never forget?
I remember EVERYONE. Today there was a recurring point of conversation with Deanne of people who I went to kindy with. I remember a lot of them despite not talking to them since I was 3.

Have you ever been nice to someone who treated you like nothing?
Yeah, I wouldn't be mean to them, I just keep treating them the same as I treat most people ((nicely)).

Do you hate being alone?
I used to, but now I find it riveting.

Is there a boy/girl that knows everything or mostly everything about you?
Is the question 'is there anyone' or 'is there somebody of the opposite sex'?
No one knows me..
Nah, probably, I find it hard to be secretive about myself.

Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up?
Does not remember. I think not; I went to sleep at 1.30 and woke up at 6.50. I think there was 'Simon has tagged a photo of you on facebook' from 322324. He operates on Belgian time.

The last thing you put in your mouth?
Fantastic Delites Sea Salt & Balsamic Vinegar Flavour Rice Snacks. A whole box. Oops

Do you regret anything?
Quitting ballet when I was 6. I wish I could dance!

Where was your default picture taken?
Hamilton (at Xtend).

What brand of digital camera do you own?
Canon EOS 1000D. A budget DSLR. $1250 but I still think it's a crapper.. I keen to convert to the dark side of Nikon.

Do you prefer to call or text?
Call

When was the last time you laughed really, really hard?
Media studies yesterday when I'd been supertrenched and made it to the center of the earth, totally incinerated, and Gabriel said something witty and well-timed. It's healthy to laugh at myself. It's also fantastic daring yourself not to be funny just for the responses of other people, I used to just intentionally make awkward circumstances as a hobby but around the guys in media I've discovered this love of trying my best to sound like an idiot, seriously, just to hear how painful it is for them.

Can you live a day without TV and computer?
Easy.

Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?
Uhh I lie on my left side?

Have you got a certain somebody on your mind right now?
That I do.

Who was the last person you talked to on the telephone?
I think my dad?

What websites are you on right now?
Bebo and Gmail.

How's your hair right now?
Clea

Here is that piece of writing that I wrote today in English, as I had finished my Creative Writing Assessment but had not finished being creative. Everyone [two people] asked me to put it up on bebo. So now it is your duty to read it.


Philosophy drives me wild. Every time I change my thoughts on the meaning of life, I get a headache. There are so many analogies used to describe philosophy. My favourite analogy is, "Trying to grasp a hold of the greatness of God while we are thinking within our human minds is like a blind person trying to picture a sunset."
My philosophy is moody. Just like everything else in my life. But not moody- schizophrenic. What's the difference, anyway? "Moody" is what sane people are. "Schizophrenic" is what insane people are. Who decides which people get labeled 'sane'?
I can't stand boring things. I used to collect neon lights, or things that flash. Just stare at the blinking red thing, or the plastic nylon beams that change colour. Dazing off at a strobe light calms me down, makes me happy. I like to joke that I'm epileptic. I'm not mocking people with epilepsy, but something inside me wishes that I was mentally ill. Just so that I could faint in public every now and then, or have an excuse for not being able to make my mind up. So that every time I write "Know you can't", it's not because my brain is switched off but that I'm secretly dyslexic. I'm sure that one day I'll be diagnosed as mentally dangerous and get locked up in a fun room with padded walls. But no doctor is ever going to find anything wrong with me. I will have a boring life without any seizures. And be forced to act normally, hiding my mental disease from everyone.
My greatest philosophy is that everyone is either mental, or in denial. The sane people are the craziest ones of them all. If you're not ADD, OCD, ADHD, Autistic, Amnesiac, Paranoid or suffering from Tourettes (like we all wish we were) then you must be IDAE. In Denial About Everything. Or at least PhD. A PhD is an excuse to be around other mental people (also known as "Brothers in Sickness") but then be looked up to in the public eye as someone super-smart with no chance of ever being abnormal!
Maybe I will become a scientist so that I can study these Squares.
October 15 2029. Day 78 in Operation Square.
Today, I asked Mary to make me some lunch. She put lettuce, tomato, ham and two slices of Edam cheese into two pieces of white bread, then cut down the middle to form two rectangular sandwiches. I asked her if she ever adds mayonnaise. She said no. I feel like I must work on this.
November 23 2029. Day 117 in Operation Square.
Today for lunch, Mary took three slices of bread; one was white bread, one was a piece of toast and the third was Vogels. Mary buttered the toast and put peanut butter on it. She put the vogels in the middle and layered that with Ready Salted chips. Lastly, she put the white bread on top. I thought she was finished but she added a piece of lettuce. With mayonnaise. I am proud of Mary for having an inside layer on the outside. I have deemed her "Insane" and she can now drive a car.

I think that the world must come to terms with sanity.

Firstly, THE COCKROACH IS STILL on the computer mouse, so I am using the built-in touch-response thing on the laptop. It's tricky to manipulate, but I'm getting really good at it.

Secondly, the news just told me "It's hard to know how to celebrate. You could either call winning too early and be wrong, or celebrate too much afterwards and people will think you are egotistical" (that is paraphrased because I don't have a sound-linked photographic memory. Or a photographic memory at all. Thank you, channel 3 news, for that statement.

Thirdly, my new number is 027 4848 055. I cannot stress that enough. But I need people to text me their numbers so that I can store them in my new cellphone!

Fourthly, you cannot know someone until you have met them in four circumstances.
1) With common friends. You'll act similarly in these circumstances.
2) Around your friends. Whether they make friends easy or hang back shyly determines a lot about a person.
3) Around their friends. People tend to be more comfortable around their choosings of acquaintances, and sometimes you can find that they are not the sort of person that you thought they were.
4) Alone. It can be awkward, or it can be deep and meaningful. You never know with a person until you observe them in all four situations. I reckon a lot of people these days are quite schizo.

Fifthly, my parents are trying to get me to cook again. But I am oh-so-afraid!

Sixthly... Solution by Hillsong is the meanest song at the moment.

Seventhly, bags your invitations to my party (two blogs down from here) because it's in just over a month and just because I probably already have 20 invitees doesn't mean you don't have a chance of going. I just want to know who's interested.

And eighthly, as an afterthought that Amanda just reminded me of, train tickets are really hard to swallow. But I am proud to have eating that 21 ticket like I said I would, and kudos to Jess and Kyla who had only just heard of the game before eating theirs.