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My puns are horrific! Every time I make a pun, a baby gets eaten. A tree is cut down. A fellow pacifist decides to shoot their next door neighbour.

They are that bad.

Completely unrelated to this, we got out Literature outcomes back! (I talk about them here [second paragraph]). I got a 47/50, and a 9/10 for the statement of intention, which is marked separately. The highest mark was 48/50. Overall, I’m actually pretty glad with the the results. My teacher worships my close close analysis of literary features! Huzzah! I perform the victory dance for a moment.

Erm, and vote for me at Sillymahala’s LOTM (I entered Avant-Garde)! Besides, my theme/layout is faaaar better than all of those! Moo ha ha. *mocks*. I have no idea why I just decided to put the link up now, when I’ve had ages to put it in my sidebar or something. Bah. It’s probably why I’ve only gotten three votes.

Regarding puns, it was in literature class that everyone groaned and cried woefully over the use of a pun. We were studying a poem by Judith Wright (Who’s work I’m loving at the moment) and there was a poem regarding ice, negativity and the whole ‘ice queen’ image. We were told to draw and label a diagram for each stanza of the poem, because Wright is “a very visual and metaphysical poet”, and then we collated our scribbles. For one stanza, I drew a chunk of ice that represented the ‘ice queen’, and labelled it “ICEolation”, because the ‘moral’ of the poem is that acting like a cold, hard, emotionless bitch won’t get you anywhere, except up your own ass, which is usually a pretty isolated place. That was colloquially put, of course :XD: . I agree with that moral. We sat back down, had a look at the drawings, and someone practically died because of my terrible, terrible pun. Luckily it was someone I don’t like very much! … I kid, I kid.

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Yeeeeeaaaahh, new theme. Is it lame that I get all excited every time I make one? Glee, fluidity! :D

Also, I watched Alfie (Starring the incredibly cute Jude Law) and it sucked. So. Much.It was like being dragged through three hours of Cockney accents, naked ladehs and underwear. Ugh. Sucky. The only thing good about it was Jude Law and Sienna Miller, who were both really nice to look at. Fortunately, I have borrowed the Science Of Sleep (Directed by Michel Gondry, who rocks my socks) and Nobody Knows, which won a ‘Festival De Cannes’ Best Actor Award. Also, it apparently is one of the saddest films in the known universe.

Except for that scene in The Wizard Of Oz where Dorothy first meets those horrible, orange, mutated creatures (Otherwise known as Munchkins) in their magical fairy land. I shed a tear.

I was walking home the other day with two friends and there was a dead cat on the side of the nature strip. It was ripped open or something. It looked as though a car had run over it, then the person realised they had just killed a cat, and shoved it out of the way to avoid being found out. Come of think of it, that cat was really big. More like a very small pony than a cat. It was also overweight. Hm. I saw it first, and started shrieking like a banshee, to which my friends went “Whaaa…?!” and they they saw the Dead Obese Feline and we all shrieked together, like the weird sisters from Macbeth if they had actually melted. I’m making too many pop-culture references! Arrrrgh!

To finish, I’ve discovered that I really really dislike it when people put nearly anything down to homophobia. “He’s against gay marriage?! Homophobe! Die, die, die!”. Which is actually pretty coincidental, since a day or so after I was thinking about this, I stumbled across this great article on Zombot.org. Which explains my point without any “Grrr!” and grinding of teeth between sentences. Woo-hoo!

I shouldn’t have blabbed about writing some articles and opinion pieces, because now I realise I have no time this weekend (It’s Friday again.). Nooooo! I feel like I’m breaking a promise or something.

I submitted my photography portfolio the other day. In all honesty, my passion for it has dulled a bit. I realise now that I wasn’t really that serious about photography as a career, but I still like it a lot as an art. Next year is pretty cool- we have one big arts class, and we each go off and do whatever medium we want! Awesome. I can’t wait.

Well. Actually… I love portraiture so much. Black and white portraiture has stolen my sooouul! Unfortunately, I have an extreme lack of willing subjects. Well, actually, I have an extreme lack of subjects who have the right look I’d like to photograph. I’m really picky! So, I’ll probably do painting/drawing/sculpture next year. Speaking of drawing, JaJa inc. is going really well. I’ve submitted about 5-7 designs for t-shirts, and they seem to like them a lot.

I don’t want to jinx it, but I’m thinking of doing a written section or something. Opinion pieces, articles, reviews on books and CD’s etc. I want to, but I always seem to run out of time. Arrgh.

I had a dream in which there was a game show, but it was hosted by dinosaurs. They looked like the cute characters from Hello Kitty, except they were in… Dinosaur form. One of the dinosaurs was dressed in a red dress, a lot like The Woman In The Red Dress from The Matrix. I don’t remember any of the (human) contestants winning anything. They just pressed their buzzers and said things like “Four squared!” and “True!”. What! I don’t even like Hello Kitty. I don’t watch game shows. (However, I did like The Matrix)
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