heyyyy
so this is what i've been doing recently:
- i built a fort, i don't know if i said this before but it is effing awesome. it covers almost my whole room and i'm not taking it down until alex comes over and sees it. it's been there for nearly a week :D
- i started making myself a calender. i mean i made it on the computer, then i tried to print it out and we ran out of ink. then dad replaced the ink. then we ran out of a different colour, then i tried to replace it, now the printer doesn't work. only part of my calender has been printed. but it's fricken awesome anyway.
- started making things for my friends, decided they were shit and i should do something else. they took me about 5 hours.
- planned plans*
- sat on my bottoom doing absolutely nothing for a very very long time.
- reading, but not the much coz my elbows hurt.. yeah it sucks.
- ate food
- started a new pokemon game on sapphire
- wrote lists. sooooo many. like, things i want for christmas, cds i have, teddy's name's, things i own, words in the dictionary, things i've been doing, seriously i'm sad...
i think i really need something new to do. this was pretty much just a blog about me having a relaxing but, at times, sad life**.
if anyone has ideas on what i could make my friends for christmas that would be nice. :)
byebye
*this is where is starts to go downhill... you thought i was ganna tell you my plans didn't you? haha no.
**yeah... i've watched both Ellen and Oprah for three or four days in a row. that's the definition of sad
Thursday, December 17, 2009
I Love Christmas
hey... look at the title and guess what this is about
that's right CHRISTMAS! i realised tonight while looking for more things i want for christmas that i haven't actually written a blog about it yet. while i am constantly bored at the moment, i won't be when it gets closer to christmas so i thought i'd right this while i still had the time and could still be bothered.
here's the thing, i really really like christmas. i'd actually never realised it before this year but a few weeks ago i was like "OMFG* I EFFING LOVE CHRISTMAS!" so yeah, i really love christmas, here are my newly discovered reasons why:
1. you get stuff- i really love presents and my parents always get me good ones
2. you get time off school for it
3. the weather is good- i love sun and summer
4. there's some pretty amazing food
^ok so that's my shallow reasons^
5. there's cheer everywhere, people are happier- i like happy, a lot
6. i get to see all of my family members- i don't see them a lot
7. i get to give stuff to people and see their faces when they get it- i love happy
8. i get to make things for others- i love making plus ^
ok so i know some people say "oh the spirit of christmas is not about getting things , it's about giving and family blah blah blah**" but i think that getting things and all the other stuff just adds to the happiness of christmas and i love happiness especially in amongst all the other peices of awesome.
so what does everyone like about christmas? what are your favourite things? is there anything you dislike?
the only thing i dislike is the stress that parents seem to become overwhelmed with.. i don't get it personally.
i'm done now :) merry christmas
p.s. did i ever tell you i can recite the whole of "the night before christmas".. well i can and it's awesome
* i only use the shortening because i don't like to swear
** yes, the quote includes blah blah.. *cough*
that's right CHRISTMAS! i realised tonight while looking for more things i want for christmas that i haven't actually written a blog about it yet. while i am constantly bored at the moment, i won't be when it gets closer to christmas so i thought i'd right this while i still had the time and could still be bothered.
here's the thing, i really really like christmas. i'd actually never realised it before this year but a few weeks ago i was like "OMFG* I EFFING LOVE CHRISTMAS!" so yeah, i really love christmas, here are my newly discovered reasons why:
1. you get stuff- i really love presents and my parents always get me good ones
2. you get time off school for it
3. the weather is good- i love sun and summer
4. there's some pretty amazing food
^ok so that's my shallow reasons^
5. there's cheer everywhere, people are happier- i like happy, a lot
6. i get to see all of my family members- i don't see them a lot
7. i get to give stuff to people and see their faces when they get it- i love happy
8. i get to make things for others- i love making plus ^
ok so i know some people say "oh the spirit of christmas is not about getting things , it's about giving and family blah blah blah**" but i think that getting things and all the other stuff just adds to the happiness of christmas and i love happiness especially in amongst all the other peices of awesome.
so what does everyone like about christmas? what are your favourite things? is there anything you dislike?
the only thing i dislike is the stress that parents seem to become overwhelmed with.. i don't get it personally.
i'm done now :) merry christmas
p.s. did i ever tell you i can recite the whole of "the night before christmas".. well i can and it's awesome
* i only use the shortening because i don't like to swear
** yes, the quote includes blah blah.. *cough*
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Church, Religion, WHAT?
heyy,
so last night i went to church for my cousins graduation. like, real church, with responses and kneeling and eating weird bread. i used to go to church-y things like that all the time when i was in primary school (it was a cathlic school) i even went up the front and read readings and got responses.
see i'm technically christian, i've been confirmed. i've had my first eucherist (if that's how you spell it) and all that stuff but it'd been so long that i'd forgotten it all. i knew you had to do the sign of the cross at some point at the start and then at the end* but i didn't know exactly when, i knew you had to say something after you got the weird bread stuff, but i didn't know what. i ended up just feeling really awkward.
i don't even know what i believe, which made it worse because most of the responses include saying amen which means "i believe". i'd also forgotten how... preechy church can be. i'm used to when i hear things from the bible at school they're translated to give messages that can actually apply but in church thay were just saying god is great let's all give him praise for some reason.
it just seemed weird to me, and weird how much i'd forgotten, and weird hoe much i remembered and just weird that i was there.
that's all.
you can let me know your thoughts if you like.
* when i was younger we had to say prayers everyday at school and i thought doing the sign of the cross started the prayer and doing it again stopped it and if you didn't stop the prayer everything you said, did or thought went straight to god. i was a bit paranoid about it.
so last night i went to church for my cousins graduation. like, real church, with responses and kneeling and eating weird bread. i used to go to church-y things like that all the time when i was in primary school (it was a cathlic school) i even went up the front and read readings and got responses.
see i'm technically christian, i've been confirmed. i've had my first eucherist (if that's how you spell it) and all that stuff but it'd been so long that i'd forgotten it all. i knew you had to do the sign of the cross at some point at the start and then at the end* but i didn't know exactly when, i knew you had to say something after you got the weird bread stuff, but i didn't know what. i ended up just feeling really awkward.
i don't even know what i believe, which made it worse because most of the responses include saying amen which means "i believe". i'd also forgotten how... preechy church can be. i'm used to when i hear things from the bible at school they're translated to give messages that can actually apply but in church thay were just saying god is great let's all give him praise for some reason.
it just seemed weird to me, and weird how much i'd forgotten, and weird hoe much i remembered and just weird that i was there.
that's all.
you can let me know your thoughts if you like.
* when i was younger we had to say prayers everyday at school and i thought doing the sign of the cross started the prayer and doing it again stopped it and if you didn't stop the prayer everything you said, did or thought went straight to god. i was a bit paranoid about it.
Monday, December 14, 2009
formspring.me
i just got a formspring (thing where you ask me questions) Ask me anything http://formspring.me/stephable it's cool
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Strange Stuff
i said my blogs would be shorter now. and they are. this one will be extremely short, it's just something weird that i think about sometimes.
sometimes (eg. when i watch youtube videos about people travelling or doing grown up stuff) i feel really young and like it will be ages until i can do anything, that my life will be way too long, that i'm ganna get bored with it.
other times (when i think of all the things i wanna do) i feel like there will never be enough time to do anything. that i'm going to die way too soon and i will have missed out on so much.mi feel like i should get up and start doing things now, while i can.
i dunno maybe it's a common thing to think, maybe i just think too much... the only thing i can find common between the two is that school is annoying. but we already knew that so no big deal.
the end.
sometimes (eg. when i watch youtube videos about people travelling or doing grown up stuff) i feel really young and like it will be ages until i can do anything, that my life will be way too long, that i'm ganna get bored with it.
other times (when i think of all the things i wanna do) i feel like there will never be enough time to do anything. that i'm going to die way too soon and i will have missed out on so much.mi feel like i should get up and start doing things now, while i can.
i dunno maybe it's a common thing to think, maybe i just think too much... the only thing i can find common between the two is that school is annoying. but we already knew that so no big deal.
the end.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Feeding the Dog
guess who's title has nothing to do with her blog?
it's me!
actually i just have to remember to feed the dog at some point in the near future because strangely enough living things need nutrients.
this blog will contain two things:
firstly, i want blueskies to come to australia so let's all tell him to by going here: http://eventful.com/performers/blue-skies-/P0-001-000217246-1/demand/confirmed?status=unknown&user=unknown&location=city_id:2243197
also because he's cool you should check out his youtube, i know i don't have a large audience but i'm ganna pretend i do and plug stuff...
secondly, has anyone noticed how arty and poety Holly is? coz she kinda is. she wrote this and i like it :)
you trip
you slip on my tears
but through these disappearing days
I know there will be less shadows when you return
they take my words
im frozen but
the world moves on
without me this time.
it's pretty awesome.
that's all for now
byebye
<3
it's me!
actually i just have to remember to feed the dog at some point in the near future because strangely enough living things need nutrients.
this blog will contain two things:
firstly, i want blueskies to come to australia so let's all tell him to by going here: http://eventful.com/performers/blue-skies-/P0-001-000217246-1/demand/confirmed?status=unknown&user=unknown&location=city_id:2243197
also because he's cool you should check out his youtube, i know i don't have a large audience but i'm ganna pretend i do and plug stuff...
secondly, has anyone noticed how arty and poety Holly is? coz she kinda is. she wrote this and i like it :)
you trip
you slip on my tears
but through these disappearing days
I know there will be less shadows when you return
they take my words
im frozen but
the world moves on
without me this time.
it's pretty awesome.
that's all for now
byebye
<3
Long Time .. ehh
hey...
so i've been gone for ages, we're over it now let's move on.
i've decided i hate long blogs because they're boring to read. i seem to write them a lot so i have a new plan, i will write lots of short posts. you'll probably get about 5 blogs from me tonight so have fun reading them... only problem now is to decide what to write, there's too much!
well, i've been kinda non-computery lately because i couldn't be bothered. my laziness really has risen to a new level of not being bothered to do stuff. so i've been sitting on my bottom watching tv instead. shows that i like include... ok so i didn't actually pay attention to the show at all. i'm very absent minded when i watch tv.
this has been boring and uneventful so i'm ganna stop now.
more will follow.
goodbye
<3
so i've been gone for ages, we're over it now let's move on.
i've decided i hate long blogs because they're boring to read. i seem to write them a lot so i have a new plan, i will write lots of short posts. you'll probably get about 5 blogs from me tonight so have fun reading them... only problem now is to decide what to write, there's too much!
well, i've been kinda non-computery lately because i couldn't be bothered. my laziness really has risen to a new level of not being bothered to do stuff. so i've been sitting on my bottom watching tv instead. shows that i like include... ok so i didn't actually pay attention to the show at all. i'm very absent minded when i watch tv.
this has been boring and uneventful so i'm ganna stop now.
more will follow.
goodbye
<3
Friday, November 6, 2009
NaNoWriMo
sup,
today i thought i'd write a bbit about NaNoWriMo today as it's topical and di am participating. so let's launch straight into it and see what comes out.
so the idea (if you don't already know) is to write a 50 000 word novel in one month (november). at the start my brain was saying "that's just some words, no big deal, we can do that." and because i'm so trusting i was like "alright brain, i trust your judgement, let's do this thing, i love to write". then i realised i had to write 50 000 WORDS! also i haven't got a plot or any ideas and i haven't started.
so i'm already a week behind, i have no real ideas and i just realised what a massive task i have committed myself to. just to add to all of this, i have a ton of homework and assignments and exams start soon.
therefore, i'm fucked.
i'm doing it anyway though. i find i am forever the optimist and i can still see myself managing with a lot of hard work, which i don't put in very often.
my idea barriers is a massive problem. what i do is, i come up with an idea, my brain goes "yay! idea!" and i start to write. then i go to bed, i sleep and i get up the next morning. then the idea looks old and boring and completely unwriteable so i scrap it and try to think of new one. then the pattern repeats. i rarely sit down and write for long enough to establish an idea as good.
so idea barriers as well.
i think another problem is that i put pressure on myself for this. i know that my draft can be crap but i really want it to be an amazing meaningful moving novel. i don't think i've experienced enough to do that. i'm not a master writer and i know that but i REALLY want to be. in this blog i just write what i think of first and that's why i can write hundreds of words effortlessly and ramble.
yeah.... i'm fucked.
but i'll live.
if you have any ideas for me let me know.
enough on NaNoWriMo for now.
just as a little side note, i love my friends a lot and they make me happy and i want them to be happy. last night i wrote a whole blog post in my head about friends and such but now i'm feeling much less pasionate about it and don't think it diserves its own full post so i'm going to write it here (sorry about the massive postage).
what i really dislike is when people are upset. i hate it. maybe i just find it uncomfortable for me but i would like to believe that i care for other people enough to find it unpleasant when they're sad.
i really hate it when people won't tell me what's wrong. i want to help them. i want to make people happy and better and smile. if they don't tell me i can't help. i try anyway, of coarse i do, i'm a trying-y person but it's a lot harder.
i can't see why they won't just tell me. it makes me sad and obviously that is something i do not enjoy. cry cry sad sad stop. also, this is directed at anyone in paricular so nobody get offended, it's directed at lots of people.
anyway, i love you all <3<3<3<3
byebye
Steph
today i thought i'd write a bbit about NaNoWriMo today as it's topical and di am participating. so let's launch straight into it and see what comes out.
so the idea (if you don't already know) is to write a 50 000 word novel in one month (november). at the start my brain was saying "that's just some words, no big deal, we can do that." and because i'm so trusting i was like "alright brain, i trust your judgement, let's do this thing, i love to write". then i realised i had to write 50 000 WORDS! also i haven't got a plot or any ideas and i haven't started.
so i'm already a week behind, i have no real ideas and i just realised what a massive task i have committed myself to. just to add to all of this, i have a ton of homework and assignments and exams start soon.
therefore, i'm fucked.
i'm doing it anyway though. i find i am forever the optimist and i can still see myself managing with a lot of hard work, which i don't put in very often.
my idea barriers is a massive problem. what i do is, i come up with an idea, my brain goes "yay! idea!" and i start to write. then i go to bed, i sleep and i get up the next morning. then the idea looks old and boring and completely unwriteable so i scrap it and try to think of new one. then the pattern repeats. i rarely sit down and write for long enough to establish an idea as good.
so idea barriers as well.
i think another problem is that i put pressure on myself for this. i know that my draft can be crap but i really want it to be an amazing meaningful moving novel. i don't think i've experienced enough to do that. i'm not a master writer and i know that but i REALLY want to be. in this blog i just write what i think of first and that's why i can write hundreds of words effortlessly and ramble.
yeah.... i'm fucked.
but i'll live.
if you have any ideas for me let me know.
enough on NaNoWriMo for now.
just as a little side note, i love my friends a lot and they make me happy and i want them to be happy. last night i wrote a whole blog post in my head about friends and such but now i'm feeling much less pasionate about it and don't think it diserves its own full post so i'm going to write it here (sorry about the massive postage).
what i really dislike is when people are upset. i hate it. maybe i just find it uncomfortable for me but i would like to believe that i care for other people enough to find it unpleasant when they're sad.
i really hate it when people won't tell me what's wrong. i want to help them. i want to make people happy and better and smile. if they don't tell me i can't help. i try anyway, of coarse i do, i'm a trying-y person but it's a lot harder.
i can't see why they won't just tell me. it makes me sad and obviously that is something i do not enjoy. cry cry sad sad stop. also, this is directed at anyone in paricular so nobody get offended, it's directed at lots of people.
anyway, i love you all <3<3<3<3
byebye
Steph
Monday, October 26, 2009
Should be More Stressed but i'm Extremely Chilled Out
have i told you how much i like the word counterproductive? well i love it with my heart. thought you might like to know.
sorry i've been gone so long (has it been long? i don't know). tonight seems to be the night everyone is writing blogs so i thought i'd jump on the bandwagon because bandwagon jumping is something i do frequently and well. yay!
this post will probably contain a lot of random pieces of random because i have so much to say but at the same time so little. it's what happens when i'm stressed, i get even more unpredictable and spastic... sorry
this afternoon i've been doing my multi-media homework which i'm actually really proud of. i like my creative work when i put work into it, i'm actually pretty good at it. so that's a YAY.
after school while still on the premisis this arvo we got balloons. it made me exceedingly happy because i am child like and absolutly adore balloons. they're lovely and they're in my room.
i have two classics assignments to do in the next couple of weeks which is a little unsettling because i'm supposed to be starting NaNoWriMo soon and i need to have at least a little bit of spare time for it. i haven't even starting my novel planning so it could be interesting...
we have wednesday off school this week because it's bendigo cup day which makes me very happy. although i'd love to spend the day doing actual fun things i will probably have to spend it doing lots of work for school to avoid death by teacher mob bashing. :(
i've been listening to lovely music all night and although i'm stressed overall right now i'm really quite chilled out and happy.
i think that'll do us for now, i hope it wasn't too unpleasent for you to read.
Byebye, Steph
sorry i've been gone so long (has it been long? i don't know). tonight seems to be the night everyone is writing blogs so i thought i'd jump on the bandwagon because bandwagon jumping is something i do frequently and well. yay!
this post will probably contain a lot of random pieces of random because i have so much to say but at the same time so little. it's what happens when i'm stressed, i get even more unpredictable and spastic... sorry
this afternoon i've been doing my multi-media homework which i'm actually really proud of. i like my creative work when i put work into it, i'm actually pretty good at it. so that's a YAY.
after school while still on the premisis this arvo we got balloons. it made me exceedingly happy because i am child like and absolutly adore balloons. they're lovely and they're in my room.
i have two classics assignments to do in the next couple of weeks which is a little unsettling because i'm supposed to be starting NaNoWriMo soon and i need to have at least a little bit of spare time for it. i haven't even starting my novel planning so it could be interesting...
we have wednesday off school this week because it's bendigo cup day which makes me very happy. although i'd love to spend the day doing actual fun things i will probably have to spend it doing lots of work for school to avoid death by teacher mob bashing. :(
i've been listening to lovely music all night and although i'm stressed overall right now i'm really quite chilled out and happy.
i think that'll do us for now, i hope it wasn't too unpleasent for you to read.
Byebye, Steph
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Having a Slight Attack...
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i'm having a slight attack at the moment. it's because of my withdrawal. i was trying to do my maths homework but i had to stop and do this so i wouldn't have to think about it too much, just to get it out.
now that you al think i do drugs i'm going to give an explaination. i am addictced to writing. it's really good for getting feelings and thoughts across and when you write you can make up your own world and people won't think you're retarded or mentally ill because fiction writing is a real career and people love to read.. to escape.
the reason i had a writing attack of sorts is because i'm reading a really good book and it made me want to write. lots of things do that to me, if i hear a song i really like i want to make music, if i see a painting i want to paint, but with writing it's stronger. the thing about writing is that you don't need any expertise to do it. your writing may not be as good if you're under practiced but it will still make sense if you use words that people around you understand and story telling isn't a hard skill to pick up.
anyway i wanted to write down about how i needed to write because letting it out (and also the writing part) makes me stop having a spaz and go back to being (moderately) normal... or as normal as i can get.
i'm doing NaNoWriMo. for anyone who doesn't know what that is i can't be bothered to explain but if you do know then good for you, i'm doing it. should be fun.. all i need is an idea now. we'll get there.
so yay for writing, yay for spaz attacks and yay for fooling you into thinking i was addicted to something unhealthy (i mantain that writing is healthy... maybe not for your body but it's good for your mind).
hopefully one day i can write full proper novels and make other people go writing spaz.
Ok i'm good now, cya
Steph
i'm having a slight attack at the moment. it's because of my withdrawal. i was trying to do my maths homework but i had to stop and do this so i wouldn't have to think about it too much, just to get it out.
now that you al think i do drugs i'm going to give an explaination. i am addictced to writing. it's really good for getting feelings and thoughts across and when you write you can make up your own world and people won't think you're retarded or mentally ill because fiction writing is a real career and people love to read.. to escape.
the reason i had a writing attack of sorts is because i'm reading a really good book and it made me want to write. lots of things do that to me, if i hear a song i really like i want to make music, if i see a painting i want to paint, but with writing it's stronger. the thing about writing is that you don't need any expertise to do it. your writing may not be as good if you're under practiced but it will still make sense if you use words that people around you understand and story telling isn't a hard skill to pick up.
anyway i wanted to write down about how i needed to write because letting it out (and also the writing part) makes me stop having a spaz and go back to being (moderately) normal... or as normal as i can get.
i'm doing NaNoWriMo. for anyone who doesn't know what that is i can't be bothered to explain but if you do know then good for you, i'm doing it. should be fun.. all i need is an idea now. we'll get there.
so yay for writing, yay for spaz attacks and yay for fooling you into thinking i was addicted to something unhealthy (i mantain that writing is healthy... maybe not for your body but it's good for your mind).
hopefully one day i can write full proper novels and make other people go writing spaz.
Ok i'm good now, cya
Steph
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
ENFJ... (that's me)
blah... yeah that's you're greeting today, i'm sick give me a break,
welcome back to reading stuff.. that didn't make much sense, my mind doesn't work well when i'm ill. anyway, what i meant was, i have interent back now so you'll be able to read stuff here again. or for the first time if you havn't read it before
anyway enough prefix let's get to the guts of my post.
if you look at the title you'll see a bunch of letters, they may at first appear to be just a random bunch of capitolised squiggles, they may even at second glance seem the same but with my explaination (which will follow) you will soon see them as something that makes sense. more sense than me at the moment anyway.
ENFJ is my personality type, it's from a psychological quiz, i'm not sure what it's called. it's cool because it says stuff about the personality types that relate to me very well. for example;
"ENFJs learn best in structured situations in which they are able to talk bout the lesson and interact with their peers. Because they want their teachers to be pleased with them, they attempt to be model students. They are willing to do what is required in order to become personally recognized by their teachers. Because they take criticism personally, they can either be wounded by it or be willing to redouble their efforts in order to change the criticism. ENFJs enjoy classes that have subject matter relating to people, their needs, their aspirations, and their characterizations. Many ENFJs choose the liberal arts because it gives them an opportunity to more fully explore humanity."
...it's kinda very true about me. don't get me wrong some of it is completely not me but the majority is accurite or close to. as i read it all i realised things about myself because i was comparing what the webpage said to how i think and act. one of the main things it said about my personality type is that i have AMAZING interpersonal skills. like seriously, i am the super person talker to-er and i can make ANYONE like me. then my brain said to me (here it goes again... talking) "you do make friends easily and people usually like you"
and i said back to it "but... that makes me sound a bit full of myself"
then my brain replied "i'm your brain, i don't care, also it's just the truth. you do make friends easily, and understand people"
"cool" i said "it is true isn't it. i like it"
so that was a lovely thing to realise.
here's an extra for you (it's the reason i wanted to write this but it wasn't enough for a whole post) quote from a webpage (take note of the bold words):
"When commitments are broken, ENFJs become upset because they see the breakup as a personal reflection on them and because they have idealized the relationship."
does this remind you of anything? no? well it reminds me of that post i wrote about how i idolised my friends... very similar don't you think? bit creepy.
i've been discribed as "the teacher" "the giver" (haha) and "the sage" so far... they're not as cool as alex's mastermind (i told you she was cool) but i like it, it makes me feel like i help people, which i like to do (not only in text either). so i'm smiling, i do that a lot, possitivity rules you know.
that's all, hope you could understand this because i don't think it particularly coherent. sorry. byebye
Steph
p.s. my back really hurts today, everyone who reads this should say "awwwww" in comments
welcome back to reading stuff.. that didn't make much sense, my mind doesn't work well when i'm ill. anyway, what i meant was, i have interent back now so you'll be able to read stuff here again. or for the first time if you havn't read it before
anyway enough prefix let's get to the guts of my post.
if you look at the title you'll see a bunch of letters, they may at first appear to be just a random bunch of capitolised squiggles, they may even at second glance seem the same but with my explaination (which will follow) you will soon see them as something that makes sense. more sense than me at the moment anyway.
ENFJ is my personality type, it's from a psychological quiz, i'm not sure what it's called. it's cool because it says stuff about the personality types that relate to me very well. for example;
"ENFJs learn best in structured situations in which they are able to talk bout the lesson and interact with their peers. Because they want their teachers to be pleased with them, they attempt to be model students. They are willing to do what is required in order to become personally recognized by their teachers. Because they take criticism personally, they can either be wounded by it or be willing to redouble their efforts in order to change the criticism. ENFJs enjoy classes that have subject matter relating to people, their needs, their aspirations, and their characterizations. Many ENFJs choose the liberal arts because it gives them an opportunity to more fully explore humanity."
...it's kinda very true about me. don't get me wrong some of it is completely not me but the majority is accurite or close to. as i read it all i realised things about myself because i was comparing what the webpage said to how i think and act. one of the main things it said about my personality type is that i have AMAZING interpersonal skills. like seriously, i am the super person talker to-er and i can make ANYONE like me. then my brain said to me (here it goes again... talking) "you do make friends easily and people usually like you"
and i said back to it "but... that makes me sound a bit full of myself"
then my brain replied "i'm your brain, i don't care, also it's just the truth. you do make friends easily, and understand people"
"cool" i said "it is true isn't it. i like it"
so that was a lovely thing to realise.
here's an extra for you (it's the reason i wanted to write this but it wasn't enough for a whole post) quote from a webpage (take note of the bold words):
"When commitments are broken, ENFJs become upset because they see the breakup as a personal reflection on them and because they have idealized the relationship."
also
"ENFJ's are especially vulnerable to idealizing interpersonal relationships"does this remind you of anything? no? well it reminds me of that post i wrote about how i idolised my friends... very similar don't you think? bit creepy.
i've been discribed as "the teacher" "the giver" (haha) and "the sage" so far... they're not as cool as alex's mastermind (i told you she was cool) but i like it, it makes me feel like i help people, which i like to do (not only in text either). so i'm smiling, i do that a lot, possitivity rules you know.
that's all, hope you could understand this because i don't think it particularly coherent. sorry. byebye
Steph
p.s. my back really hurts today, everyone who reads this should say "awwwww" in comments
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
A Brief Update (and some other stuff probably... BUSY)
i greet thee,
i would really like to put some more of my story here for you to read now.... but, i have a problem. there are bits in what i've written that are highlighted, they are the parts that need to be edited. i cannot copy and paste any more of the story without editing it and frankly, i don't have the time right now.
i have school and homework and moving to do so i apologize for that.
next item, i think i may use this for telling people about things that happen in my life as well as things that happen in my head because i have considerabley less articulate thoughts than i previously ... thought.
alright, this is a short entry because i need to go to bed soon and still have maths homework and reading to do... busy busy BUSY!
ohhhh by the way we're moving tomorrow now, not today, it got postponed. i'm a bit worried. we'll see how it goes.
i can't put the new little thing here now because we're already back at school, i've told you when we're moving and i'm not listening to any music... sorry
ttfn (ta ta for now, i was saying that in a sarcastic way, i'm not an acronim type person, except cool ones like dftba)
i would really like to put some more of my story here for you to read now.... but, i have a problem. there are bits in what i've written that are highlighted, they are the parts that need to be edited. i cannot copy and paste any more of the story without editing it and frankly, i don't have the time right now.
i have school and homework and moving to do so i apologize for that.
next item, i think i may use this for telling people about things that happen in my life as well as things that happen in my head because i have considerabley less articulate thoughts than i previously ... thought.
alright, this is a short entry because i need to go to bed soon and still have maths homework and reading to do... busy busy BUSY!
ohhhh by the way we're moving tomorrow now, not today, it got postponed. i'm a bit worried. we'll see how it goes.
i can't put the new little thing here now because we're already back at school, i've told you when we're moving and i'm not listening to any music... sorry
ttfn (ta ta for now, i was saying that in a sarcastic way, i'm not an acronim type person, except cool ones like dftba)
Monday, October 5, 2009
My Book! (contains brother tricking and computers)... p.s. braces
hey guyss,
tomorrow i go back to school so i'll probably post on here much less often (which will probably be a blessing for you) so i thought today i'd give you some wonderfully amazing stuff to tide you over.
this is the start of a novel i wrote half of last year. it's not edited properly or anything so i'm sorry for any mistakes i might have made and i haven't looked at it for a while so it might have weird style changes and nonsensical bits, again, i apologize.
here we go then... at the moment it's called 10 reasons you should read this book and each chapter is one reason.. i like it, do you?
Reason #1: because it’s incredibly funny and you should always laugh at least once a day!
‘Gabby Green.’ Mum screamed at me down the hallway. We were supposed to be going to Melbourne that day, Saturday to be precise, but why waste your weekend with all that driving? I didn’t understand my parents sometimes.
‘I’m coming mum’ I went running to her. Her face was disappointed and a little suspicious. I tried to think what I’d done...nope nothing came to mind (not that it meant I didn’t do anything).
‘The cars broken down, sweetie. We won’t be able to go to Melbourne, maybe next week?’
‘Ah, yea mum, maybe.’ That’s what came out my mouth. Here’s what you would have heard in my head: ‘yahoo Yay, party!’ and then a conga line of my brain cells started and there were chips and soft drink and... Well enough living in fantasy land.
Now I had time free to, um, to...... well not go to Melbourne. It took me 2 minutes of seriously strenuous thinking to come up with playing computer games. Just one problem: Jared. My older brother Jared (who’s 16 now) is always online! The only way to get onto the computer was to be sneaky and deceitful (which is ok with brothers).
‘Hey Jared, I found chocolate!’ that did it he was out of the swivel chair and into the kitchen like lightning. Now the race was on. I had to beat him to the computer. The atmosphere was tense, Jared realised he’d been tricked. You know how in those western movies the guys look at each other and make faces just before they try to kill each other. We did that. And then... I moved, and it was on! Jared was quick out of his gate too. It was close, too close. I’ll have to make a dive I thought, so I leapt, ever so gracefully, into the air, using Jared as a spring and landed flat on my belly on the computer chair. Jared knew he had lost but I felt like rubbing it in so I said ‘ha ha you lost!’
You should have seen the look he gave me then. I know it sounds cliché but seriously if looks could kill I would be dead and you would be very lucky this is a book not a movie! He was going to get me back for it but I had plenty of time later to worry about that, now the computer.
so hopefully you enjoyed that. i might be back soon (probably since this is really good way of procrastination). yeah....
news of the day: my braces were taken off! yay!
days til school goes back: .5
days til we move: 1.5
music in my ears now: one week-bare naked ladies
cya
Steph
p.s. i would like to know your thoughts about my writing and stuff.. please? i like feedback :)
p.p.s. retainers are annoying
tomorrow i go back to school so i'll probably post on here much less often (which will probably be a blessing for you) so i thought today i'd give you some wonderfully amazing stuff to tide you over.
this is the start of a novel i wrote half of last year. it's not edited properly or anything so i'm sorry for any mistakes i might have made and i haven't looked at it for a while so it might have weird style changes and nonsensical bits, again, i apologize.
here we go then... at the moment it's called 10 reasons you should read this book and each chapter is one reason.. i like it, do you?
Reason #1: because it’s incredibly funny and you should always laugh at least once a day!
‘Gabby Green.’ Mum screamed at me down the hallway. We were supposed to be going to Melbourne that day, Saturday to be precise, but why waste your weekend with all that driving? I didn’t understand my parents sometimes.
‘I’m coming mum’ I went running to her. Her face was disappointed and a little suspicious. I tried to think what I’d done...nope nothing came to mind (not that it meant I didn’t do anything).
‘The cars broken down, sweetie. We won’t be able to go to Melbourne, maybe next week?’
‘Ah, yea mum, maybe.’ That’s what came out my mouth. Here’s what you would have heard in my head: ‘yahoo Yay, party!’ and then a conga line of my brain cells started and there were chips and soft drink and... Well enough living in fantasy land.
Now I had time free to, um, to...... well not go to Melbourne. It took me 2 minutes of seriously strenuous thinking to come up with playing computer games. Just one problem: Jared. My older brother Jared (who’s 16 now) is always online! The only way to get onto the computer was to be sneaky and deceitful (which is ok with brothers).
‘Hey Jared, I found chocolate!’ that did it he was out of the swivel chair and into the kitchen like lightning. Now the race was on. I had to beat him to the computer. The atmosphere was tense, Jared realised he’d been tricked. You know how in those western movies the guys look at each other and make faces just before they try to kill each other. We did that. And then... I moved, and it was on! Jared was quick out of his gate too. It was close, too close. I’ll have to make a dive I thought, so I leapt, ever so gracefully, into the air, using Jared as a spring and landed flat on my belly on the computer chair. Jared knew he had lost but I felt like rubbing it in so I said ‘ha ha you lost!’
You should have seen the look he gave me then. I know it sounds cliché but seriously if looks could kill I would be dead and you would be very lucky this is a book not a movie! He was going to get me back for it but I had plenty of time later to worry about that, now the computer.
so hopefully you enjoyed that. i might be back soon (probably since this is really good way of procrastination). yeah....
news of the day: my braces were taken off! yay!
days til school goes back: .5
days til we move: 1.5
music in my ears now: one week-bare naked ladies
cya
Steph
p.s. i would like to know your thoughts about my writing and stuff.. please? i like feedback :)
p.p.s. retainers are annoying
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Stuff ( with new features!)
G'day,
today i'm here to talk to you about events in my life, which isn't a common occurence here but for today i think we'll let that slide.
we're moving house in a few days, it's not to a totally new location, just a new part of the same area, into a rental. as you could expect in this situation, we've been packing lots.
my room has just been packed up, literally in the last 3 hours. it's very empty and it feels weird to go into a room that no longer looks like i live in it. i have a very crowded way of living, i'm constantly complaining that i need more space but the reality is, if i had more space i would find a way of filling it because i like to have my things near me.
the exact opposite of that is the days before you move. all my toys and books and decorations are boxed up and i don't have any chargers, so my phone might die, same with my ipod and my nintendo ds. this would be tragic, yes.
i find it strange though, how you can live without things you used to think you needed. last week our computer was brocken so we didn't have it for a while. i would've always said i couldn't live without the computer but when i didn't have it i found that it wasn't quite as bad as i'd expected. i did have a little bit of interent on my phone but severly less than i would normally have.
on a completely different note, we will be able to get our stuff out of storage soon! we're actually moving to a bigger house (not a lot bigger though) so we get some of our stuff back. i'm especially excited about getting out the saxophone, keyboard and violin. i've recently become more interested in music and particularly in learning to play something. i have all theses instruments but nobody in our house actually knows how to play them properly. i have a friend lined up to teach me saxaphone and i'm hoping that i'll be able to teach the other to myself. YAY!
overall feeling: happy
days 'til school goes back: 1.5
days 'til we move: 2.5
song in my ears: blink-chameleon circut
ok byebye now
Steph
p.s. i really like the little thing up there ^ what do you think of it?
p.p.s. i keep forgetting to ask questions, i've given you one today :) please make me happy and answer it (and comment on anything you like or dislike in this post)
today i'm here to talk to you about events in my life, which isn't a common occurence here but for today i think we'll let that slide.
we're moving house in a few days, it's not to a totally new location, just a new part of the same area, into a rental. as you could expect in this situation, we've been packing lots.
my room has just been packed up, literally in the last 3 hours. it's very empty and it feels weird to go into a room that no longer looks like i live in it. i have a very crowded way of living, i'm constantly complaining that i need more space but the reality is, if i had more space i would find a way of filling it because i like to have my things near me.
the exact opposite of that is the days before you move. all my toys and books and decorations are boxed up and i don't have any chargers, so my phone might die, same with my ipod and my nintendo ds. this would be tragic, yes.
i find it strange though, how you can live without things you used to think you needed. last week our computer was brocken so we didn't have it for a while. i would've always said i couldn't live without the computer but when i didn't have it i found that it wasn't quite as bad as i'd expected. i did have a little bit of interent on my phone but severly less than i would normally have.
on a completely different note, we will be able to get our stuff out of storage soon! we're actually moving to a bigger house (not a lot bigger though) so we get some of our stuff back. i'm especially excited about getting out the saxophone, keyboard and violin. i've recently become more interested in music and particularly in learning to play something. i have all theses instruments but nobody in our house actually knows how to play them properly. i have a friend lined up to teach me saxaphone and i'm hoping that i'll be able to teach the other to myself. YAY!
overall feeling: happy
days 'til school goes back: 1.5
days 'til we move: 2.5
song in my ears: blink-chameleon circut
ok byebye now
Steph
p.s. i really like the little thing up there ^ what do you think of it?
p.p.s. i keep forgetting to ask questions, i've given you one today :) please make me happy and answer it (and comment on anything you like or dislike in this post)
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Why Can't We All Just Chill Out And Give Us Some More Freedom?
greetings,
i have a problem. it's a brain problem. i could probably get over it really easily but i would prefer if it just went away. here's the backstory: i really like to do things. i spend pretty much all my time doing something, when i say doing something i mean reaching something or making something or writing something.
my problem is i can't do things when i need to. if i'm told i need to write an essay by i certain date my brain goes "i don't like deadlines. I DON'T LIKE DEADLINES! we can't do this!" and i agree with my brain because it is the boss. i try, of course i do, i like getting things in on time and not getting in trouble, but i always have a struggle.
the holidays are my worst avoiding time, i get lots of time off so there's no hurry and i don't do my work, then it gets to the last few days, which i have left free so i could do my work, and i sit down and..... i open twitter and facebook and youtube and a game. i am the ruler of procrastination. i can always find something more important than that essay i have to write or the maths exersizes that are due. i really wish i didn't do this and a week later my brain always says "oh we should've just done it when we got it, it would be over by now if we did" but then next time i put myself in the exact same position.
i'm having this issue now, there are two days of holidays left and i have three things to get done. none of them have been started. i'm a little bit nervious about not being able to get them done or not doing them well enough because i hate to get in trouble but the laziness and avoid-reflex (that i seem to have) heavily outweigh it.
obviously i don't have trouble writing things (i just wrote all of this) and from the reading list i built up over the last couple of weeks you can see i don't have trouble readin things either, my only issue is when it's compulsary or there is a deadline.
what i've realised over the last few years is that i'm enjoying my learning way more but i'm getting tired of going to school. the pressure of exams and results are making learning stressful and un-enjoyable. i love to go to my classes and listen to what my teachers say because i think they're smart people with interesting things to say, but i don't like having to take everything they say down in notes, i don't like to do endless repeditive exersizes and i don't like working all day at school only to come home and work for hours more just to keep up.
our society has become so advanced that we now have to go to school for 13 years to survive in the world. we don't get any time to rest or play. we don't have enough freedom in our learning. we get tested and analysed. it's not how i would like the world to be.
so, yeah. i have issues with the world. not that many, don't get me wrong, i'm really happy and stuff, but there're a few things i would change if i could. this is one of them.
i'm going to try and write that essay now. i'll see if it's any easier now that i've complained a bit. hopefully i can just get through it and do my best. BYE
Steph
i have a problem. it's a brain problem. i could probably get over it really easily but i would prefer if it just went away. here's the backstory: i really like to do things. i spend pretty much all my time doing something, when i say doing something i mean reaching something or making something or writing something.
my problem is i can't do things when i need to. if i'm told i need to write an essay by i certain date my brain goes "i don't like deadlines. I DON'T LIKE DEADLINES! we can't do this!" and i agree with my brain because it is the boss. i try, of course i do, i like getting things in on time and not getting in trouble, but i always have a struggle.
the holidays are my worst avoiding time, i get lots of time off so there's no hurry and i don't do my work, then it gets to the last few days, which i have left free so i could do my work, and i sit down and..... i open twitter and facebook and youtube and a game. i am the ruler of procrastination. i can always find something more important than that essay i have to write or the maths exersizes that are due. i really wish i didn't do this and a week later my brain always says "oh we should've just done it when we got it, it would be over by now if we did" but then next time i put myself in the exact same position.
i'm having this issue now, there are two days of holidays left and i have three things to get done. none of them have been started. i'm a little bit nervious about not being able to get them done or not doing them well enough because i hate to get in trouble but the laziness and avoid-reflex (that i seem to have) heavily outweigh it.
obviously i don't have trouble writing things (i just wrote all of this) and from the reading list i built up over the last couple of weeks you can see i don't have trouble readin things either, my only issue is when it's compulsary or there is a deadline.
what i've realised over the last few years is that i'm enjoying my learning way more but i'm getting tired of going to school. the pressure of exams and results are making learning stressful and un-enjoyable. i love to go to my classes and listen to what my teachers say because i think they're smart people with interesting things to say, but i don't like having to take everything they say down in notes, i don't like to do endless repeditive exersizes and i don't like working all day at school only to come home and work for hours more just to keep up.
our society has become so advanced that we now have to go to school for 13 years to survive in the world. we don't get any time to rest or play. we don't have enough freedom in our learning. we get tested and analysed. it's not how i would like the world to be.
so, yeah. i have issues with the world. not that many, don't get me wrong, i'm really happy and stuff, but there're a few things i would change if i could. this is one of them.
i'm going to try and write that essay now. i'll see if it's any easier now that i've complained a bit. hopefully i can just get through it and do my best. BYE
Steph
Friday, October 2, 2009
I "Heart" Rice (or Vocabularies Rule!)
hey,
just before we move into the main point of this post i would like to appologize for my blogging habits, what i usually do is write 4 or 5 blogs in one go, have tons in one day, then not write for about week or more. so here it is: i'm sorry.
now as you may have noticed from the previous post i have been on youtube today. i found another video i want to talk about, this one is quite different from the first though.
it's about a website called www.freerice.com it's very cool. there are several reasons i like this site; 1) it gives rice to people who can't afford food and such, 2) youo don't have to pay anything to give this rice, 3) it makes you learn while helping 4) it's vocabulary learning.
what you do is, you go to the site, on the front page there is a question that looks like this:
convalescence means:
recuperation
inquiry
hearty laugh
stack
you answer the question, if youo get it right 10 grains of rice will be donated for you. more questions will keep coming and 10 grains of rice will be donated for each correct answer.
here's a video explaining it really well: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJiVfJjn7fw&feature=channel_page
i love this site because i love to help people and charities and stuff and i love to learn and expand my vocabulary. you should go have a look at it too, it's lovely.
LETS SAVE THE WORLD!
thanks for reading... i know this was probably boring for you. cya,
Steph
just before we move into the main point of this post i would like to appologize for my blogging habits, what i usually do is write 4 or 5 blogs in one go, have tons in one day, then not write for about week or more. so here it is: i'm sorry.
now as you may have noticed from the previous post i have been on youtube today. i found another video i want to talk about, this one is quite different from the first though.
it's about a website called www.freerice.com it's very cool. there are several reasons i like this site; 1) it gives rice to people who can't afford food and such, 2) youo don't have to pay anything to give this rice, 3) it makes you learn while helping 4) it's vocabulary learning.
what you do is, you go to the site, on the front page there is a question that looks like this:
convalescence means:
recuperation
inquiry
hearty laugh
stack
you answer the question, if youo get it right 10 grains of rice will be donated for you. more questions will keep coming and 10 grains of rice will be donated for each correct answer.
here's a video explaining it really well: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJiVfJjn7fw&feature=channel_page
i love this site because i love to help people and charities and stuff and i love to learn and expand my vocabulary. you should go have a look at it too, it's lovely.
LETS SAVE THE WORLD!
thanks for reading... i know this was probably boring for you. cya,
Steph
We Are All Animals
hello my friends,
let's look at this video together:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOTjuXCB_z0&feature=sub
ok now that we've all seen that i think we can discuss it. i like to think, i really really do which makes this appeal to me a lot. psychology and biology and such are very interesting to me. i think this video has a great deal of truth in it, or at least plausable ideas, i know i agree with most of it.
one thing that i didn't think was right was when he talks about love being a rationalisation for sex. i am aware that i may just be romanticizing things, which i am prone to do being a writer and a teenage girl, but i feel that love something of it's own.
i agree more with this comment than with the video...
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i was just studying anthro so here i go-i don't think that love is a purely cultural thing or that love is something created to stop ourselves from always having sex. Its common to all humans, meaning its a naturally selected behavioral trait.hominids differ from apes in mating especially we mate one female to male and live in groups. I think bonding (ie love) was a behavioral adaptation to prevent having sex with other members of the group and prevent interbreeding. that just what i think..
these are just my thoughts on the matter. of course if you didn't bother to watch the video at the start you'll have no idea what i'm talking about. i think i'll leave it there.
just one last thing from me, be proud to be an animal.
Steph
let's look at this video together:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YOTjuXCB_z0&feature=sub
ok now that we've all seen that i think we can discuss it. i like to think, i really really do which makes this appeal to me a lot. psychology and biology and such are very interesting to me. i think this video has a great deal of truth in it, or at least plausable ideas, i know i agree with most of it.
one thing that i didn't think was right was when he talks about love being a rationalisation for sex. i am aware that i may just be romanticizing things, which i am prone to do being a writer and a teenage girl, but i feel that love something of it's own.
i agree more with this comment than with the video...
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i was just studying anthro so here i go-i don't think that love is a purely cultural thing or that love is something created to stop ourselves from always having sex. Its common to all humans, meaning its a naturally selected behavioral trait.hominids differ from apes in mating especially we mate one female to male and live in groups. I think bonding (ie love) was a behavioral adaptation to prevent having sex with other members of the group and prevent interbreeding. that just what i think..
these are just my thoughts on the matter. of course if you didn't bother to watch the video at the start you'll have no idea what i'm talking about. i think i'll leave it there.
just one last thing from me, be proud to be an animal.
Steph
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Compulsive "F"-ing of "L"s
heyo,
i was just having a conversation with alex (the cool one) about he acronym "FML". it mean f*** my life and i have a large amount of hate for it (alex does too).
tons of people i know i have started to to say fml often which is stupid because the sentiment of the phrase is that your life is really bad which i know theirs aren't. my point is ok you maybe lsot your phone but you can get and new one and you had a phone in the first place.
here's an extract from our conversation that sums up how i feel (and how alex does):
Alex says:
look at me i'm your average typical teenager that thinks their life is a million times worse than EVERYBODY else's!
Steph says:
god it's so annoying
Alex says:
and you can tell their just waiting for someone to say "Aww, what's wrong? Tell me allll about it." Not happening.
Steph says:
you don't see people who die in poor countries buying computers and sitting round all day going "FML" and they have a reason to
Alex says:
FML? I bet kids in third world countries aren't saying FML even though they have absolutely no food or drinkable water and their family's dead.
Steph says:
i know
Alex says:
and also, half the time they're saying fml...nothing's actually happened to them, they're just being emo because they WANT to be miserable.
it annoys me.
so please don't ever say fml. people should just get over things and be happy. some people have reason to be saying it but they're the ones who get on with their lives and try harder, if you're not trying it's your own fault your life sucks.
the end
p.s. sorry for being kinda mean-ish, i just hate this a lot.
i was just having a conversation with alex (the cool one) about he acronym "FML". it mean f*** my life and i have a large amount of hate for it (alex does too).
tons of people i know i have started to to say fml often which is stupid because the sentiment of the phrase is that your life is really bad which i know theirs aren't. my point is ok you maybe lsot your phone but you can get and new one and you had a phone in the first place.
here's an extract from our conversation that sums up how i feel (and how alex does):
Alex says:
look at me i'm your average typical teenager that thinks their life is a million times worse than EVERYBODY else's!
Steph says:
god it's so annoying
Alex says:
and you can tell their just waiting for someone to say "Aww, what's wrong? Tell me allll about it." Not happening.
Steph says:
you don't see people who die in poor countries buying computers and sitting round all day going "FML" and they have a reason to
Alex says:
FML? I bet kids in third world countries aren't saying FML even though they have absolutely no food or drinkable water and their family's dead.
Steph says:
i know
Alex says:
and also, half the time they're saying fml...nothing's actually happened to them, they're just being emo because they WANT to be miserable.
it annoys me.
so please don't ever say fml. people should just get over things and be happy. some people have reason to be saying it but they're the ones who get on with their lives and try harder, if you're not trying it's your own fault your life sucks.
the end
p.s. sorry for being kinda mean-ish, i just hate this a lot.
Some Notes on Various Topics (including a book and some awesome)
hello all,
the last few days my brain kept saying "i've done quite a bit recently, i should write a blog about it" but now i have decided against it.
the reason for this is that i already have a diary thing. it is a real one that i can hold in my hands and it has my actual handwriting it in and i have all sorts of awesome stuff stuck in there. i don't want to write another one here because it means i may stop writing there.
the thing i will use this for is books and writing and music and things in my brain and not so much things in my life. you may not see the distinction but i do and really it doesn't matter so much if you don't see it.
let's move into the books and thoughts stuff. ok so i have this friend called alex. i think she is really cool and stuff and yay! she sent me an email about my last post on here and said she loved my writing and was jealous of me, it was someting along those lines and it made me very happy. my brain was like "ahhh she thinks i'm cool, she's so cool, ahhhh!". this brings me to my book reference: Paper Towns by John Green.
it goes like this.. kinda:
Quentin Jacobsen - Q to his friends- is eighteen and has always loved the edgy Margo Roth Spiegelman. As children, they′d discovered a dead body together. Now at high school, Q′s nerdy while Margo is uber-cool.
One night, Q is basking in the predictable boringness of his life when Margo, dressed as a ninja, persuades him to partake in several hours of mayhem. Then she vanishes. While her family shrugs off this latest disappearance, Q follows Margo′s string of elaborate clues - including a poem about death.
Q′s friends, Radar, Ben and Lacey, help with the search, and a post turns up on a website: Margo will be in a certain location for the next 24 hours only. The race is on!
After an epic drive through the night, they catch up with Margo, and Q learns first-hand that the way you think about a person isn′t the way they actually are
the relivance of this book is only noticable if you've heard him talk about the themes and such. the idea is that Q doesn't see the way Margo really is, he idolises her and makes up a person as a reflection of himself that he thinks is her. the word Speigelman actually mean mirror maker in some language, i can't remember which. so Margo is seen by everyone as a fun house mirror reflection of themselves, each characters sees her differently.
i think idolise alex, all of my friends actually. it's hard to imagine somebody else the way you imagine yourself. you might see yourself as smart but not too intellegent and kind of good at sport, you're a little of overweight but a nice person and people should like you because you make funny jokes and can cook really well. others might just see that you're smart or that you're fat or they could idolise you and just think that you're really good at cooking and can play sport and are smart and think you're the coolest person ever. it's hard to see every aspect of a person, put their good and bad qualities together and create a whole because you're not living in their heads.
so yeah, i get excited when i see that someone i like said my work is good or if someone i idolise is talking to me on msn it makes me happy but i'm try to see people as people and i don't think a little bit of mis-imagining will hurt anyone, as long as it doesn't get out of hand.
there is a blog for you. please read paper towns and stuff, yay, end. byebye,
Steph
the last few days my brain kept saying "i've done quite a bit recently, i should write a blog about it" but now i have decided against it.
the reason for this is that i already have a diary thing. it is a real one that i can hold in my hands and it has my actual handwriting it in and i have all sorts of awesome stuff stuck in there. i don't want to write another one here because it means i may stop writing there.
the thing i will use this for is books and writing and music and things in my brain and not so much things in my life. you may not see the distinction but i do and really it doesn't matter so much if you don't see it.
let's move into the books and thoughts stuff. ok so i have this friend called alex. i think she is really cool and stuff and yay! she sent me an email about my last post on here and said she loved my writing and was jealous of me, it was someting along those lines and it made me very happy. my brain was like "ahhh she thinks i'm cool, she's so cool, ahhhh!". this brings me to my book reference: Paper Towns by John Green.
it goes like this.. kinda:
Quentin Jacobsen - Q to his friends- is eighteen and has always loved the edgy Margo Roth Spiegelman. As children, they′d discovered a dead body together. Now at high school, Q′s nerdy while Margo is uber-cool.
One night, Q is basking in the predictable boringness of his life when Margo, dressed as a ninja, persuades him to partake in several hours of mayhem. Then she vanishes. While her family shrugs off this latest disappearance, Q follows Margo′s string of elaborate clues - including a poem about death.
Q′s friends, Radar, Ben and Lacey, help with the search, and a post turns up on a website: Margo will be in a certain location for the next 24 hours only. The race is on!
After an epic drive through the night, they catch up with Margo, and Q learns first-hand that the way you think about a person isn′t the way they actually are
the relivance of this book is only noticable if you've heard him talk about the themes and such. the idea is that Q doesn't see the way Margo really is, he idolises her and makes up a person as a reflection of himself that he thinks is her. the word Speigelman actually mean mirror maker in some language, i can't remember which. so Margo is seen by everyone as a fun house mirror reflection of themselves, each characters sees her differently.
i think idolise alex, all of my friends actually. it's hard to imagine somebody else the way you imagine yourself. you might see yourself as smart but not too intellegent and kind of good at sport, you're a little of overweight but a nice person and people should like you because you make funny jokes and can cook really well. others might just see that you're smart or that you're fat or they could idolise you and just think that you're really good at cooking and can play sport and are smart and think you're the coolest person ever. it's hard to see every aspect of a person, put their good and bad qualities together and create a whole because you're not living in their heads.
so yeah, i get excited when i see that someone i like said my work is good or if someone i idolise is talking to me on msn it makes me happy but i'm try to see people as people and i don't think a little bit of mis-imagining will hurt anyone, as long as it doesn't get out of hand.
there is a blog for you. please read paper towns and stuff, yay, end. byebye,
Steph
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Fictitious Fun
Good morning to all,
This morning when i woke up my brain said "hey steph, you should write some cool type of story for your blog. you did say you liked writing maybe people can comment on your wrting style." and i said "thanks brain, you really are quite helpful." so now i am going to write some sort of fictional story for your reading pleasure.
i haven't actually decided what i'm going to write yet, if it all turns out a mess i'm sorry. here we go.... write!
flowers grew on the paths edges. they were packed in so tightly i thought they were going to explode out onto the path at any moment, then i would trip and fall and the day would be ruined. i would look like a complete cluts. i was thinking all this, yes, but i have no idea how i found the time. Callum had his arm around me. i thought my brain had stopped working until it started to babble about flowers, funny what you think about when something major is happening.
i'd just run into him the night before at the park. it wasn't what you'd call a fantastic reunion. as soon as my dog, who i was walking at the time, saw another person she pulled towards them. she pulled so hard that i flew over to him and then staright into him. it'd been three years since i'd seen callum, this was not how i imagined us meeting again.
he laughed it off, he always was good like that, never let anything bother him. it was part of his charm, you know the irrisistable one. he'd grown a good foot since i'd seen him and now, instead of his old skinny body, he was muscular and fit. i'd liked him before all this but who would say no if someone offered them the guy they like but way better looking?
he'd said hi. we talked about school, things we remembered, then he asked me to go out with him tomorrow... today... the day after we ran into each other.
right, now we're walking along this path. it down the road from his parents house, he lived on a farm so the only things around here are a couple of old farm sheds and little houses sparesly distributed through the big green hills.
and he was holding my hand. and i was holding his back. and we were walking together, just casually down the dirt road. the last thing i felt was casual.
"Holly," he turned to me and grabbed my other hand "would you like to have dinner with me? in the field i mean, we can get some chicken or something."
YES! my brain screamed at me, it could be very loud when it felt like it. i did want to stay, the only problem was my brother. i had to babysit him. "maybe another time." i heard the words come out of my mouth before i'd completely decided. i knew i had to babysit but this offer was making me want to "forget". at least my brain knew what was right in the end "i have to look after my little brother because my mum's out tonight."
"alright, i'll give you a ring some time." he smiled. he does have a lovely smile.
we both got into his car then and he drove me back to my house. he waved to me as i walked in through the door and i waved back. then he drove away. i hoped with every part of me that he would call. soon preferably. i missed him already.
well there's some story for you. i'm not sure if i'll continue with it or not. let me know what you think. if you want more, i'll write it.
today's question: who is your favourite muscian? (i know it's random but i needed a question)
Thank you for reading :) talk to you soon
Steph
This morning when i woke up my brain said "hey steph, you should write some cool type of story for your blog. you did say you liked writing maybe people can comment on your wrting style." and i said "thanks brain, you really are quite helpful." so now i am going to write some sort of fictional story for your reading pleasure.
i haven't actually decided what i'm going to write yet, if it all turns out a mess i'm sorry. here we go.... write!
flowers grew on the paths edges. they were packed in so tightly i thought they were going to explode out onto the path at any moment, then i would trip and fall and the day would be ruined. i would look like a complete cluts. i was thinking all this, yes, but i have no idea how i found the time. Callum had his arm around me. i thought my brain had stopped working until it started to babble about flowers, funny what you think about when something major is happening.
i'd just run into him the night before at the park. it wasn't what you'd call a fantastic reunion. as soon as my dog, who i was walking at the time, saw another person she pulled towards them. she pulled so hard that i flew over to him and then staright into him. it'd been three years since i'd seen callum, this was not how i imagined us meeting again.
he laughed it off, he always was good like that, never let anything bother him. it was part of his charm, you know the irrisistable one. he'd grown a good foot since i'd seen him and now, instead of his old skinny body, he was muscular and fit. i'd liked him before all this but who would say no if someone offered them the guy they like but way better looking?
he'd said hi. we talked about school, things we remembered, then he asked me to go out with him tomorrow... today... the day after we ran into each other.
right, now we're walking along this path. it down the road from his parents house, he lived on a farm so the only things around here are a couple of old farm sheds and little houses sparesly distributed through the big green hills.
and he was holding my hand. and i was holding his back. and we were walking together, just casually down the dirt road. the last thing i felt was casual.
"Holly," he turned to me and grabbed my other hand "would you like to have dinner with me? in the field i mean, we can get some chicken or something."
YES! my brain screamed at me, it could be very loud when it felt like it. i did want to stay, the only problem was my brother. i had to babysit him. "maybe another time." i heard the words come out of my mouth before i'd completely decided. i knew i had to babysit but this offer was making me want to "forget". at least my brain knew what was right in the end "i have to look after my little brother because my mum's out tonight."
"alright, i'll give you a ring some time." he smiled. he does have a lovely smile.
we both got into his car then and he drove me back to my house. he waved to me as i walked in through the door and i waved back. then he drove away. i hoped with every part of me that he would call. soon preferably. i missed him already.
well there's some story for you. i'm not sure if i'll continue with it or not. let me know what you think. if you want more, i'll write it.
today's question: who is your favourite muscian? (i know it's random but i needed a question)
Thank you for reading :) talk to you soon
Steph
The Novelty Of Novels (or I Love Books!)
bonjour,
i can tell i'm going to run out of greeting soon... anyway, as i have previously mentioned i am currently on holidays. for the first 5 or 6 days of these holidays our computer was broken so i had no internet access which left me to amuse myself for all that time. living without interent was not something i enjoyed that much but it wasn't completely unbareable. the reason for this is that i read lots of books. here's a list of what i've read so far:
-eagle day by robert muchamore (half way)
-vacations from hell by multiple authors
-the bad mothers handbook by kate long
-angus, thongs and full frontal snogging by louise rennison (for the 2nd time)
-looking for alaska bye john green (again, it's a really good book)
-brigands mc by robert muchamore (halfway)
so as you can see that's quite a lot of books. i'd also like you to keep in mind that i sleep in until 10-12 most mornings which leaves me with less reading time. i do love my books. i recommend every one of the books above to everyone though they are for teenagers and some are quite girly. give them a go anyway, it won't hurt you.
well i think that's all i wanted to say here. i like to recommend good books to people. if you read any of them let me know what you think! some of them are in a series so try and get the first one! read lots! (i put too many exclaimation marks in the paragraph!)
ByeBye now...
Steph
i can tell i'm going to run out of greeting soon... anyway, as i have previously mentioned i am currently on holidays. for the first 5 or 6 days of these holidays our computer was broken so i had no internet access which left me to amuse myself for all that time. living without interent was not something i enjoyed that much but it wasn't completely unbareable. the reason for this is that i read lots of books. here's a list of what i've read so far:
-eagle day by robert muchamore (half way)
-vacations from hell by multiple authors
-the bad mothers handbook by kate long
-angus, thongs and full frontal snogging by louise rennison (for the 2nd time)
-looking for alaska bye john green (again, it's a really good book)
-brigands mc by robert muchamore (halfway)
so as you can see that's quite a lot of books. i'd also like you to keep in mind that i sleep in until 10-12 most mornings which leaves me with less reading time. i do love my books. i recommend every one of the books above to everyone though they are for teenagers and some are quite girly. give them a go anyway, it won't hurt you.
well i think that's all i wanted to say here. i like to recommend good books to people. if you read any of them let me know what you think! some of them are in a series so try and get the first one! read lots! (i put too many exclaimation marks in the paragraph!)
ByeBye now...
Steph
Brain Stuff
I'm back again,
it's now 2:45am and i'm feeling very teenagery, i am not sleeping. don't fear for my health though, as it is holidays i will just sleep in tomorrow. i know, i know, you're thinking "that will mess up your sleeping patterns". this is true for the most part it will be harder for me to get up early but really i shouldn't be getting up early. i have a little confession to make at this point, i'm a bit of a science nerd. point is, the teenage brain is different from other age groups in tha we get our sleeping hormone (i forgot what it's called) released much later. so our biology wants us to stay up late at night (although not too late) and get up later in the morning. sadly the world is cruel to us and makes us opperate on the same times as everyone else even though it goes against our biology, but we've gotten off track.
i'm acually writing this blog because i was lying in bed and then my brain said "you know how your username/blog title is weird? people probably won't get it." and i said "oh yeah, thanks brain, i might explain that" so here we are. (i'd just like to point out i don't have voices in my head i just explain the phenomenon of me having a thought in this way because i think to my self in sentences). I am neither from Oklahoma nor am i a giraffe. i do have some interesting stories as to the origins of this name though, so let's hear about them:
The Oklahoma part dates back to last year. my friends and i watched "friends" on tv each night as it had replaced the Simpsons and held a time slot that we were accustomed to watching tv for. also it's a really funny show. one particular night we all watched (from our own houses and although simoltanious it was not together) and on this episode the charcters played a game. i can't remember what it was called, something along the lines of "Chandler's states game". the next day at school we discussed it.
the idea of the game is you try to name as many states of america as you can within six minutes. we tried this and failed so miserably alex (one of my friends) and i hatched a plan.
the plan was to learn all 50 states of america in alphabetical order so that if we ever had to play that game we would win. we were very successful with this plan, both of us can recite, in alphabetical order, all 50 states of america. i'll throw them in here for you:
alabama
alaska
arizona
arkansas
california
colorado
connecticut
delaware
florida
georgia
haiwii
idaho
illinois
indiana
iowa
kanas
kentucky
loiusiana
maine
maryland
massechuettes
michigan
minesota
mississippi
misouri
montana
nebraska
nevada
new hampshire
new jersey
new mexico
new york
north carolina
north dekota
ohio
oklahoma
oregon
pennsylvannia
rhode island
south carolina
south dekota
tennessee
texas
utah
vermont
virginia
washington
west virginia
wisconsin
wyoming...the end
now i know there's no way i can prove i typed all of those out from memory just then but i did. anyway that's not the end of the story. this year we've been saying the states a lot and one day we were talking about naming our children after the states (if we had 50 children that is). when i got a new giraffe toy and didn't know what to name her i eventually decided on Oklahoma. we call her Okie. that's her:.jpg)
now there is a giraffe side to this too and i think i need to share it with you. i have a love for giraffes. they're so cool really. they have long necks and are really tall and are really pretty and their tongues are blue. they are my favourite animal. so i collect them.just toy ones not real giraffes but i have soft toys and magnets and statues and a mobile (baby toy thing) and so many other things. the one called Oklahoma was from my aunty for my birthday.
i would take a guess that after reading this post you would have decided that i'm weird. i mean, not many people memorise states and collect giraffes. i completely agree with you, i would call myself weird but i wouldn't say it's a bad thing. what do you think?
that's all for this one. thanks for reading to the end if you did. if you jsut skipped ahead then you don't deserve my thanks but i can't stop you from getting it. Goodbye
Steph
p.s. i'm going to try to ask a question at the end of each blog. tell me if you like this idea. also i would like it if you replied to my question. :)
it's now 2:45am and i'm feeling very teenagery, i am not sleeping. don't fear for my health though, as it is holidays i will just sleep in tomorrow. i know, i know, you're thinking "that will mess up your sleeping patterns". this is true for the most part it will be harder for me to get up early but really i shouldn't be getting up early. i have a little confession to make at this point, i'm a bit of a science nerd. point is, the teenage brain is different from other age groups in tha we get our sleeping hormone (i forgot what it's called) released much later. so our biology wants us to stay up late at night (although not too late) and get up later in the morning. sadly the world is cruel to us and makes us opperate on the same times as everyone else even though it goes against our biology, but we've gotten off track.
i'm acually writing this blog because i was lying in bed and then my brain said "you know how your username/blog title is weird? people probably won't get it." and i said "oh yeah, thanks brain, i might explain that" so here we are. (i'd just like to point out i don't have voices in my head i just explain the phenomenon of me having a thought in this way because i think to my self in sentences). I am neither from Oklahoma nor am i a giraffe. i do have some interesting stories as to the origins of this name though, so let's hear about them:
The Oklahoma part dates back to last year. my friends and i watched "friends" on tv each night as it had replaced the Simpsons and held a time slot that we were accustomed to watching tv for. also it's a really funny show. one particular night we all watched (from our own houses and although simoltanious it was not together) and on this episode the charcters played a game. i can't remember what it was called, something along the lines of "Chandler's states game". the next day at school we discussed it.
the idea of the game is you try to name as many states of america as you can within six minutes. we tried this and failed so miserably alex (one of my friends) and i hatched a plan.
the plan was to learn all 50 states of america in alphabetical order so that if we ever had to play that game we would win. we were very successful with this plan, both of us can recite, in alphabetical order, all 50 states of america. i'll throw them in here for you:
alabama
alaska
arizona
arkansas
california
colorado
connecticut
delaware
florida
georgia
haiwii
idaho
illinois
indiana
iowa
kanas
kentucky
loiusiana
maine
maryland
massechuettes
michigan
minesota
mississippi
misouri
montana
nebraska
nevada
new hampshire
new jersey
new mexico
new york
north carolina
north dekota
ohio
oklahoma
oregon
pennsylvannia
rhode island
south carolina
south dekota
tennessee
texas
utah
vermont
virginia
washington
west virginia
wisconsin
wyoming...the end
now i know there's no way i can prove i typed all of those out from memory just then but i did. anyway that's not the end of the story. this year we've been saying the states a lot and one day we were talking about naming our children after the states (if we had 50 children that is). when i got a new giraffe toy and didn't know what to name her i eventually decided on Oklahoma. we call her Okie. that's her:
now there is a giraffe side to this too and i think i need to share it with you. i have a love for giraffes. they're so cool really. they have long necks and are really tall and are really pretty and their tongues are blue. they are my favourite animal. so i collect them.just toy ones not real giraffes but i have soft toys and magnets and statues and a mobile (baby toy thing) and so many other things. the one called Oklahoma was from my aunty for my birthday.
i would take a guess that after reading this post you would have decided that i'm weird. i mean, not many people memorise states and collect giraffes. i completely agree with you, i would call myself weird but i wouldn't say it's a bad thing. what do you think?
that's all for this one. thanks for reading to the end if you did. if you jsut skipped ahead then you don't deserve my thanks but i can't stop you from getting it. Goodbye
Steph
p.s. i'm going to try to ask a question at the end of each blog. tell me if you like this idea. also i would like it if you replied to my question. :)
p.p.s. although you may not think the title is very discriptive i would argue that at the start i said things about brains and memorising things in done in the brain AND i think about giraffes in my brain.
Monday, September 28, 2009
First
hello,
I'm Steph. i'm writing this because i have very little else to do during the holidays and so i am releasing my thoughts through text onto the internet for all to behold. if you dislike beholding thoughts of any kind this would not be a place for you to find enjoyment. if you don't like teenagers then you probably won't like this either. if in fact you do like those two things you might find this a less than painful experience and might wish to continue. (p.s. i would like that)
Tonight i don't have any particularly interesting things to say. i'm only really writing this because i know that if i don't start now i will've forgotten by the morning and will never return. so here we go, let's lauch ourselves into this world with some useless blabber.
Well, OK, i do have a real-er reason for starting this. i've started writing a novel. it's not the first novel i've written (tried to write is more acurate) but this is one i'm very fond of. the thing is i always get halfway through writting and loose my enthusiasm. i think that if somebody else was reading it as i wrote it and was waiting for the next part i'd have more motivation to keep going. i'm not going to put any of it into this blog entry because i obviously have no readers yet and putting it here isn't any different to putting it in a word document at the moment. we'll get to it later.
That's all for now. i'll be in touch. i fell like an idiot for typing conversational things to a computer. goodbye.
Steph
p.s. i like comments. can we do that here? if we can please do.
p.p.s. be nice to me.
I'm Steph. i'm writing this because i have very little else to do during the holidays and so i am releasing my thoughts through text onto the internet for all to behold. if you dislike beholding thoughts of any kind this would not be a place for you to find enjoyment. if you don't like teenagers then you probably won't like this either. if in fact you do like those two things you might find this a less than painful experience and might wish to continue. (p.s. i would like that)
Tonight i don't have any particularly interesting things to say. i'm only really writing this because i know that if i don't start now i will've forgotten by the morning and will never return. so here we go, let's lauch ourselves into this world with some useless blabber.
Well, OK, i do have a real-er reason for starting this. i've started writing a novel. it's not the first novel i've written (tried to write is more acurate) but this is one i'm very fond of. the thing is i always get halfway through writting and loose my enthusiasm. i think that if somebody else was reading it as i wrote it and was waiting for the next part i'd have more motivation to keep going. i'm not going to put any of it into this blog entry because i obviously have no readers yet and putting it here isn't any different to putting it in a word document at the moment. we'll get to it later.
That's all for now. i'll be in touch. i fell like an idiot for typing conversational things to a computer. goodbye.
Steph
p.s. i like comments. can we do that here? if we can please do.
p.p.s. be nice to me.
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