New York

Empire State of Mind by Jay-Z ft Alicia Keys

Hrmmm...

I have a crush on Brad Pitt and Dom Alessio.
LMAO. T_T

Brad Pitt, because I just watched Ocean's Eleven and he is so freaking smooth and sexy as Rusty. Hello? How can any straight girl not like Brad Pitt? Oh my freakin'. I like I like. Too bad he's older now. But the Oceans pit was the best. Mmmm.

Dom Alessio: Triple J presenter. I think he's so freaking cute..and it doesn't help when he can pull off the best pranks ever. Gosh! YAY ALESSSIOOO.

Weirdest celebrity crushes ever? Uhuh.

Vampire Weekend > Owl City

The song that I simply cannot stand will be Fireflies by Owl City.

There is just this annoying factor to it that makes me hate it so much.

It's not exactly pop, twee pop, indie pop or what. It's just a whole mash up and it sounds so much like music from 2006. That was a really bad year of music for me. Heck, I was into Hellogoodbye, The Fray, Evermore and James Blunt. Not exactly the best artists but nevertheless, Owl City sounds like washed out hellogoodbye and lazy pop. Enough said and PLEASE, stop playing that bloody song. I freakin' hate it!

Whilst I'm talking about music, I'd like to say how freaking amazing Vampire Weekend's latest song, 'Cousins' is. I love it and the video makes me LOVE it even more! Yay!


Epitome of cool:

Let Down

I am trying to write a belonging short story centred about these lyrics....

I feel as though this song perfectly encapsulates the disillusion and disassociation of the individual living in a modern society. Everyone just walks about in their own sorrows, nobody stops to notice others...we are all too contained in ourselves that it is awfully hard to disengage and thus, associate with others.

And there's the uplifting end to the song, 'One day, I am gonna grow wings', signifying the hope that still lingers about even in this cold world we live in. There will inevitably be one day when we can flee from such a life..surely.

Transport, motorways and tram lines
Starting and then stopping, taking off and landing
The emptiest of feelings, disappointed people clinging onto bottles
And when it comes, it's so, so disappointing

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

Shell smashed, juices flowing wings twitch, legs are going
Don't get sentimental, it always ends up drivel
One day I'm going to grow wings
A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around let down again

You know, you know where you are with you, know where you are
With floor collapses floating, bouncing back and one day
I am going to grow wings
A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless hysterical and

Let down and hanging around
Crushed like a bug in the ground
Let down and hanging around

WAKE UP WAKE UP

LATELY, I'VE BEEN FEELING THE URGE TO JUST TYPE IN CAPS LOCK.

THERE'S THIS ANNOYING FACTOR ATTACHED TO IT (WHICH I LIKE) SO THAT'S WHY I INSIST ON TYPING LIKE THIS.

I LOOK AS IF I AM SCREAMING LIKE MAD BUT REALLY I AM SO FREAKING CALM.

SO YEAH, WHO CARES.

ANYHOW, I AM ABSOLUTELY ANGRY WITH THE ENGLISH DEPT AT MY SCHOOL. I AM GOING TO GET ALL THOSE MARKS OUT OF THEM. SRSLY.

TONIGHT, MAKE ME UNSTOPPABLE

AND I WILL CHARM

I WILL SLICE

I WILL DAZZLE THEM WITH MY WIT.

BLOC PARTY'S THE PRAYER

A minor reflection

I have met so many people in my lifetime, they walk and out of my life periodically. There may be peaks when I see them and other times when I don't associate with them whatsoever.

I remember starting high school for the very first time in 2005 and it was certainly a very strange experience for me. Classes were always different and people associated in groups. I was so taken aback and high school seriously thrust me into a position for self evaluation and actualisation. I eventually conformed to the norm and hung out with people in large groups of friends. It was a different environment to what I was used to but nevertheless, I found it fun. As time wore on, I didn't feel as if that was actually what I wanted. I have always only played with one friend during primary, my best friend and having lunch times in a group was just so strange for me. Yes, I have made good friends via associating with others as a collective, but out of all the people I have ever met in my lifetime, I realise that I only truly care for my primary best friend. She was the one that was willing to indulge into my wild imagination and create separate fantasy worlds with me. At times when I was feeling unwell, she'd come and care for me.....like that time I had diarrhoea...I was in the toilet for the whole 1 hour lunchtime and she went nowhere, but stayed outside the toilet asking me if I was okay. And that other time when I was at year 6 camp and I felt so incredibly homesick. She consoled me and told me that she was there for me. She told me not to cry and told me to enjoy the rest of the camp with her.

We were incredibly close as young children and I can truthfully say, that my friendship with her was the purest and strongest one I have ever had in my entire life thus far. I trusted her wholeheartedly and as I type these words now, I miss her more than ever.

Joanne Lee, thanks for always being there.

I remember hating you during year 9 and 10. I only did that to cover up my jealousy which I upheld due to your blossoming friendships with other girls. I never hated you in my heart. It was all just on the surface.

I miss you so much :(

I'm rather cynical

What I have learnt:

1. Life is unfair and there's nothing you can do about so many things. You've just got to deal with it and not let it get to you, no matter how unfair the situation is
2. You are your own best friend. No matter how close of friends you are with other people, you are the only one who will not let yourself down.
3. The people who don't judge you are probably the best people you'll ever meet

PULK/PULL REVOLVING DOORS BY RADIOHEAD MAKES MY STOMACH CHURN BUT ITS A SICK SONG NEVERTHELESS.

She was alright cause the sea was so airtight she broke away

Listening to: Stella Was a Diver and She Was Always Down by Interpol

I remember those days when I would just listen to Interpol for the whole entire day, without having any break in between. I'd be streaming Interpol for the whole day and to have listened to them enough to learn their lyrics off by heart.

I stopped listening to Interpol religiously this year, after discovering other great bands of which I equally love. However, upon revisiting their albums, I am beginning to become hooked onto their tunes all over again. I understand why I seriously fell in love with them in the first place. Interpol makes absolutely mindblowingly amazing music. That's all. They don't use any marketing tactics to promote their material, just pure genius and great songwriting.

I love Interpol.

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I'm a lonely soul

Always searching somewhere to belong.

I wish I had someone to talk to.

My heart is overwhelmed with the desolation I feel.

One day, I am gonna grow wings

A chemical reaction, hysterical and useless

hysterical and let down and hanging around.

My friend Susanna

These are the words that motivate me

and please please tell me , that you are gonna try for medical school
it would be the worst waste of talent if you wouldnt and in the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took. so you have to try. just try.

She is the sister I never had.

Tis the season

Everyone around me is so festive....
It's only right to start singing Christmas tunes..right?

Scott Dooley played Idioteque by Radiohead on his last show ever, on Triple J. He commented that that was his favourite song from his favourite band.

It was a moment that I was actually genuinely heartbroken to see Dools leave Triple J.

I felt as if he was leaving Triple J with all that he loved...including this beautiful song

The last song he ever played was 'Don't Stop Believin'

No, never stop believing.

I hope to see Scott Dooley working on TV or hosting some other thing. He's just too good of a presenter to let go. I'm so sad that Triple J is letting go one of its most valued and charismatic presenters ever. I sound as if I'm exaggerating my emotions but really, I am seriously so torn by this leave. I could cope with Robbie's leave...but Dools' is too hard to comprehend. I feel as though he's my companion since I listen to his podcasts ALL the time. I looked forward to seeing iTunes automatically downloading his podcasts...and was so worried when I saw that his podcasts weren't updated for almost 2 weeks. So so cut.

Dools :( Come back soon!

Fucking Hell

Scott Dooley.

I am genuinely sad.

I am now in a mourning mode. It's like he's dead or something...but I just feel as if a part of me is going...cause I ALWAYS listen to him. What am I gonna listen to now? There's nothing good. Not even Alex Dyson's lovely voice can compare. Ugh, Dools. I was sad about Robbie Buck leaving but I never ever expected you to leave. This is absolutely ridiculous. It makes no sense!

Where the hell are you going? I'm crossing my fingers you're not off to commercial radio, cause that'd be shit. You were made for Triple J. What better place than here?

Gosh,

still so angry

still so sad.

Dools, it's not bad!

I'm actually really cut that Dools is not presenting the Drive show or hosting any more on Triple J. It's such a shame, I really liked listening to him...even though his jokes weren't always funny or that he wasn't the coolest or whatever.

I listened to Dools religiously during my exam periods, in the early mornings when I suffered from insane insomnia (O HAI ALLITERATION), on lonely bus/train rides....and every other day when I just grew tired of listening to my music. His talk show was entertaining and I always looked forward to his podcasts....my only way of accessing his talk show, since I didn't have FM radio on my until now. And when I actually did have FM radio on my phone, I tuned into triple j today to hear such shocking news. Why Dools? Why?

Listening to triple j will never be the same. I loved his dick jokes and stupidity. His segments were ingenious, full of humour and plain entertainment. I will miss Dools so much...it's not that I don't like the Doctor, but Dools..Oh Dools, the best.

Hoppípolla

Takk... forever my favourite Sigur Ros release.

All the songs on it are absolutely breathtaking.

I've been posting rather sporadically on this blog as of late. There hasn't been any structure whatsoever, more like little snippets from like stupid little, uninteresting life. Anyhow, lately I have been feeling so much wanderlust. I find myself trawling travel websites and searching flickr for the ultimate getaway. Life has been so busy that I long for a holiday elsewhere, rather than where I am at right now....

It's the middle of assessment week and I find myself always blogging or if not, just procrastinating as a result of pure exhaustion. And yes, I procrastinate on facebook as well....that's what every student does nowadays innit? But really...I'm honestly getting tired of facebook...it's just that people are so close to each other, it's sort of overwhelming.. And I am getting so sick and tired of seeing these groups people join and become a fan of. Joining groups with outlandish statements was such a long time ago...I think people have ought to move on... Oh, and facebook, forever being so transparent in my eyes, allowing me to metaphorically see through some people's intentions. I don't know, but I feel as though everyone has double standards in real life and on facebook. They may be someone in real life but a totally different person when interacting with others online. And the thing is, due to the transparency of interaction amongst social networks, I have started to realise that people try extremely hard to be someone...that they strive to be. It's a strange thing to be witnessing it all...and I should be honest, that I have done that in the past. But really, what's the point. Are we seriously just trying to prove to someone out there, that we are someone we're really not? Are you just so desperate and hungry for some attention? It's times like these that I just want to live out in the countryside, hiking by day and slumbering by night.

Sometimes, I just want to flee.

Read my Mind.

I pull up to the front of your driveway

with magic soaking my spine.
Can you read my mind?