We came.
We didn't conquer.
We ran back to our comfortable cozies.
= a summary of my biology camp. You know me- i ain't one for camps. Being one with the wilderness is something that i will never be able to do. But, suprisingly, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. In fact, i would say it was even a rather enjoyable experience- that is, until Mrs England sprang the trap on Wednesday night. That day, we had collected a whole heap of data on plant diversity and distribution and the quality of soil in two communities. There we were, bone-weary from trudging through mud and swimming through shrubbery when BOOM, we learned we had to write up an entire report (which is just a scientific word for essay) on our investigation. Brilliant. What's more, we had to do it THAT NIGHT. I rambled so much it wasn't funny, recycling the same sentence over and over and over and over again. BOO.
I'm so glad to be home. I went straight to Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
oh, and a rather pleasant coming-home surprise. I won half a thousand buckaroos in a painting comp! rather stunned. I think it's just because not a lot of people entered...Still, i ain't complaining!
20080904
20080903
Isn't it weird how you realise you have all these ideas and opinions you never knew of when you write? Suddenly, this torrent of individuality comes pouring out, and you wonder, hey, who IS this person? surely i didn't just write that? Surely that's not ME?
I suppose it's even more startling for me because i can't seem to think in sentences anymore. I start a rational thought, then give up halfway and just let it run off half naked, only wearing a par of ridiculous looking galoshes and a sombrero.
It's only eight thirty and i feel so tired. I just want to crawl to my bed and doze into eternity. oof. *she presses the space key with effort*
i just feel like rebelling the whole human system and going off in the wilderness to live as a hermit. Escape from SOCIETY. Have you seen 'into the wild' by any chance? god...that movie.
I suppose it's even more startling for me because i can't seem to think in sentences anymore. I start a rational thought, then give up halfway and just let it run off half naked, only wearing a par of ridiculous looking galoshes and a sombrero.
It's only eight thirty and i feel so tired. I just want to crawl to my bed and doze into eternity. oof. *she presses the space key with effort*
i just feel like rebelling the whole human system and going off in the wilderness to live as a hermit. Escape from SOCIETY. Have you seen 'into the wild' by any chance? god...that movie.
20080902
Slaggin off an idiot yank.
I could bloody murder this guy. I'm not a patriot. I consider Australia like a little, bald man bobbing subserviently next to a finely dressed gentleman wiping his mouth delicately with an elegant napkin. And hell, i'll bag off the entire countries politician's as violently as the next person. But this, man, this is unacceptable:
Australians are like the obnoxious little brother who follows his older brother everywhere. You people are always bagging the US, yet you immitate it like rediculous adolecents. Grow up Australia, and learn to live on your own. You people whinge more than the POHMs whom you also look down upon. Why don't you embrace your own bloody culture (what is your culture exactly? Bike helmets, orange vests, speed cameras and McDonalds? Baby bonuses, flat screen tellies and obesity?) and leave mine alone. This is a weather phenomenon, and has nothing to do with karma, carbon or religion.
Posted by: Ameican Ex-Pat of Adelaide 10:08am today Comment 7 of 19
YOU BLOODY IGNORANT YANK! CAN'T EVEN BLOODY SPELL!!! 'REDICULOUS???' 'ADOLECENTS???' HAHAHAHHAHAHAH!! I LAUGH IN YOU'RE FACE, YOU PUTRESCENT PIECE OF SLIME!! IF YOU THINK AUSTALIA'S SO BAD, THEN SCOOT OFF BACK TO YOUR OWN PROPAGANDA WORLD, EH? SOUNDS GOOD TO ME! AND YOU BLOODY HYPOCRITE, HOW CAN YOU ACCUSE AUSTRALIA'S 'CULTURE' OF OBESITY WHEN EVERYONE ONE KNOWS AMERICANS ARE THE FATTEST PEOPLE ON THE EARTH!! AND PRETTY MUCH THE REASON THAT WE HAVE THE PROBLEM IS BECAUSE OF AMERICAN FAST FOOD STORES. EG MACDONALDS. AND HOW WOULD YOU KNOW HURRICANE GUSTAV HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CARBON LEVELS OF THE ATMOSPHERE? I'M SORRY, MAYBE YOU'VE JUST BEEN FED A BUNCH OF LIES BY YOUR GOVERNMENT, BUT IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T HEARD, GREENHOUSE GASES= GLOBAL WARMING = ENVIRONMENAL INSTABILITY = HUGE CHANGES IN WEATHER PATTERNS. DON'T YOU THINK IT'S A SLIGHT COINCIDENCE THAT OVER THE PAST TWENTY YEARS OR SO THE WORLD HAS EXPERIENCED AN UNNATURAL INCREASE IN THE RATE OF NATURAL DISASTERS???
Grrrrrrrrrrrrowl.
This, man, this is were America gets its bad name. But, i will not be like him, i will not be prejudiced against a nation just cause of a single guy. He, (i hope with all my heart) is a minority.
Australians are like the obnoxious little brother who follows his older brother everywhere. You people are always bagging the US, yet you immitate it like rediculous adolecents. Grow up Australia, and learn to live on your own. You people whinge more than the POHMs whom you also look down upon. Why don't you embrace your own bloody culture (what is your culture exactly? Bike helmets, orange vests, speed cameras and McDonalds? Baby bonuses, flat screen tellies and obesity?) and leave mine alone. This is a weather phenomenon, and has nothing to do with karma, carbon or religion.
Posted by: Ameican Ex-Pat of Adelaide 10:08am today Comment 7 of 19
YOU BLOODY IGNORANT YANK! CAN'T EVEN BLOODY SPELL!!! 'REDICULOUS???' 'ADOLECENTS???' HAHAHAHHAHAHAH!! I LAUGH IN YOU'RE FACE, YOU PUTRESCENT PIECE OF SLIME!! IF YOU THINK AUSTALIA'S SO BAD, THEN SCOOT OFF BACK TO YOUR OWN PROPAGANDA WORLD, EH? SOUNDS GOOD TO ME! AND YOU BLOODY HYPOCRITE, HOW CAN YOU ACCUSE AUSTRALIA'S 'CULTURE' OF OBESITY WHEN EVERYONE ONE KNOWS AMERICANS ARE THE FATTEST PEOPLE ON THE EARTH!! AND PRETTY MUCH THE REASON THAT WE HAVE THE PROBLEM IS BECAUSE OF AMERICAN FAST FOOD STORES. EG MACDONALDS. AND HOW WOULD YOU KNOW HURRICANE GUSTAV HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CARBON LEVELS OF THE ATMOSPHERE? I'M SORRY, MAYBE YOU'VE JUST BEEN FED A BUNCH OF LIES BY YOUR GOVERNMENT, BUT IN CASE YOU HAVEN'T HEARD, GREENHOUSE GASES= GLOBAL WARMING = ENVIRONMENAL INSTABILITY = HUGE CHANGES IN WEATHER PATTERNS. DON'T YOU THINK IT'S A SLIGHT COINCIDENCE THAT OVER THE PAST TWENTY YEARS OR SO THE WORLD HAS EXPERIENCED AN UNNATURAL INCREASE IN THE RATE OF NATURAL DISASTERS???
Grrrrrrrrrrrrowl.
This, man, this is were America gets its bad name. But, i will not be like him, i will not be prejudiced against a nation just cause of a single guy. He, (i hope with all my heart) is a minority.
Oh dear Lord look at this one:
"The weather will keep getting worse and worse, and people will begin to blame it on people who do not keep God's laws."
Posted by: Tony of Bondi 9:13am today Comment 3 of 19
20080901
ooh, sitting in the house all by my lonesome. Mum's gone out to see some random play (no thanks mum) and sis...well, i don't know where she is. Probably off on a bike ride or something.
History was a lesson of humiliation. You wouldn't think you could embarrass yourself when for the full 55 minutes the class is watching a documentary. But no, kate, you just had to fling yourself into the cesspool of shame. See, the documentary was on how people were affected Nazi Germany. Most of it was told by survivors of the time, old men and women with the past in their eyes. After about half an hour, the sheer despair just became too much for me and i couldn't stop the tears from sliding down my face. I'm not embarrassed so much about that... i mean i hardly see how any one couldn't weep for the shame of what we humans have done to each other. omg, Jenny made me feel so angry. There was this old man on the screen, and he was weeping with grief at a memory of when he was a boy. The Nazi's were on a killing spree, going to villages and literally massacring all of their Jewish residents. In the man's town, the poeple were asked to take their clothes off and line up outside.
"I thought; this is it. We are actually going to die," the man sobbed.
"But my father said, 'you will survive. You will live to tell others the truth of this. And then he pushed me, so i fell on the bodies surrounding me." His father then lay on top of him, protecting him from the spray of bullets. Taking them himself. He was making it look like his son was dead. He was saving him.
Halfway through the story, when you could hear the pain in the man's voice, see it in his eyes, Jenny imitated his sobs. I can't say anything that matches my fury at that moment.
well, i kind of diverged there. The reason i was humiliated was because a neverending stream of phlegm came with my tears. And i had no tissues. So i tried to solve the crisis by sniffing, and that was terribly conspicuous. I thought about asking to go out to the bathroom, but i contemplated people might think i was so overcome with emotion that i just had to escape or something. And so i opted for the worst possible choice. I wiped my nose on the sleeve of my jumper. It stemmed the flow for around a second, but then another nasal tide came. By the end of the documentary, my sleeve was almost soggy from phlegm. god. I am disgusting. Nice one Kate.
You really didn't need to know that, did you?
History was a lesson of humiliation. You wouldn't think you could embarrass yourself when for the full 55 minutes the class is watching a documentary. But no, kate, you just had to fling yourself into the cesspool of shame. See, the documentary was on how people were affected Nazi Germany. Most of it was told by survivors of the time, old men and women with the past in their eyes. After about half an hour, the sheer despair just became too much for me and i couldn't stop the tears from sliding down my face. I'm not embarrassed so much about that... i mean i hardly see how any one couldn't weep for the shame of what we humans have done to each other. omg, Jenny made me feel so angry. There was this old man on the screen, and he was weeping with grief at a memory of when he was a boy. The Nazi's were on a killing spree, going to villages and literally massacring all of their Jewish residents. In the man's town, the poeple were asked to take their clothes off and line up outside.
"I thought; this is it. We are actually going to die," the man sobbed.
"But my father said, 'you will survive. You will live to tell others the truth of this. And then he pushed me, so i fell on the bodies surrounding me." His father then lay on top of him, protecting him from the spray of bullets. Taking them himself. He was making it look like his son was dead. He was saving him.
Halfway through the story, when you could hear the pain in the man's voice, see it in his eyes, Jenny imitated his sobs. I can't say anything that matches my fury at that moment.
well, i kind of diverged there. The reason i was humiliated was because a neverending stream of phlegm came with my tears. And i had no tissues. So i tried to solve the crisis by sniffing, and that was terribly conspicuous. I thought about asking to go out to the bathroom, but i contemplated people might think i was so overcome with emotion that i just had to escape or something. And so i opted for the worst possible choice. I wiped my nose on the sleeve of my jumper. It stemmed the flow for around a second, but then another nasal tide came. By the end of the documentary, my sleeve was almost soggy from phlegm. god. I am disgusting. Nice one Kate.
You really didn't need to know that, did you?
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