information connections journal
8:58 PM | 8/26/2008
I sang along while I was swinging

emily;


A conversation I had today:

Me: Hey! Haven't seen you in ages.
Passerby: *looks startled* Oh shit, Emily!
M: Oh shit? Haha must be pretty bad to see me, huh?
P: Oh no no no ... I'm just surprised that you're alone.
M: Oh?
P: Usually you're in a big group or something
M: I see ...
P: So what are you doing? No uni?
M: No, not today.
P: What are you shopping for?
M: Present for my boyfriend.
P: haha which boyfriend is it now?
M: *punches P* Hey! What is that supposed to mean?
P: Haha nothing.
*awkward silence*
P: Seriously, why are you shopping by yourself?
M: Why not?
P: It's weird

Shit, Constitutional Law just killed 40 pages of printing. Noooooo - all that lovely white reflex paper. *sniffs

I don't get it - why can't I shop alone?



I bit my tongue in the art of conversation
I don't know why
I don't know why
I met you once and I'd fallen for your notions
I don't know why
I don't know why
Do you believe that there are treasures in the ocean?
Did I say I'm just a boy
Just a boy - Angus and Julia Stone



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9:57 PM | 8/20/2008
so he won't break

jimmi;

Krunk master jim back for another round of incoherent rants.
Many apologies for the long hiatus, but been ridiculously busy with COFA and work.
Finally getting to the photography courses at uni, no more bullshit intro studies! So now i am like totally immersed in taking mother bitchin' snaps! On the downside i have been spending all my money on photography gear, fucking paper is so god damn expensive! I spent 250 on a 50 pack of multigrade fiber based paper...lame!

Anyways rant of the week: Public Displays of Affection. You see it walking down the street, eating at one of your favorite eateries or when you unexpectedly turn your head whilst in a crowd. Now while this image of two people getting couplely in close proximity slowly rapes your eyes, just ask yourself....WHY ARE THEY DOING THAT! Don't they have like the common decency to like not want to make people cringe...nay vomit! Today i was walking down George Street and there was a guy with his hand down his womans top, HER TOP SON! Now thats just disgusting have some fucking common decency! Like i dont care what kind of G rated sex you are having at home, just keep that shit out of my face you lame lame people!

Second rant: Teeny Boppers. You are the epitome of everything i am not. Uncouth , dirty and socially ignorant. You're peroxide hair, gay fluoro clothes, flared jeans, tacky jewellery/mobile phone accessories and your fucking tendency to shuffle in the most inappropriate places just emphasizes that you are the bane of my existence. Please stop talking in abbreviations and using shit slang. You were born here so fucking assimilate and learn proper register and grammar.

On other matters i am temporarily a vegetarian. My dear mother doesn't believe that I could give up meat, so now until the 15th of october i am a veggo and no i am not one of those posers who become a vegetarian because they watched some PETA videos and now they feel all sensitive and gay, but rather this is a test of self discipline. I find it quite easy and frankly healthier than my previous meat lifestyle.

Will have more stories to come.
Birthday shout out to Kiri, Lucrezia, Andy and Jess.

My suicide dream
People making fun of me
Reason? Jealousy!






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3:33 PM | 8/15/2008
your song

emily;

I can't explain how much I love this ...
and how much I think Ewan McGregor does the song justice.




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8:22 PM | 8/11/2008

emily;


It's kind of like being on a suspended wooden bridge above a raging river.
The rope railings are breaking; loose at the edges, and I'm on tip-toe, dead centre.
One false move, and the bridge will tilt.
One miscalculated step and I'd be sent into a watery abyss.


I know I should be writing up some more notes right now, but I'm spent.
I just want to see you.
Would that be too much of a rash move?



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4:55 AM | 8/10/2008
love is colder than death

jimmi;

After a long absence krunk master jim is back to retell from his adventures of the ghettos of sydney.
The main reason for my neglect for my usual hate/rant post is because i have been super busy with my photography work. Arc the student body of UNSW has hired me as their personal photographer, thus i have been spending ridiculous amounts of time at their events. They made me sign a contract which pretty much meant i am their bitch for the rest of the semester.

Anyways retell later, time for rant of the week....D grade celebrities. You know them as the one hit wonders of reality tv series. The aftermath of their 15 minutes of fame in the form of a destructive whirlwind of crappy late night game shows and semi-regular paparazzi coverage in mediocre magazines and cable tv. Why is there so much god damn hype around these people. Take the Idol winners/runner ups, that competition is such a mockery to the real world of music, however that is besides the point which is they are worshiped in a cult like way. They are just some bitches that can sing good, why should we care about what products they use to give them that fresh plastic look? Then there's the big brother contestants. Not only do i hate this show on the basis that it ruined the whole 'Big brother phenomenon', it also exploits stupid and deluded humans that this show will bring them wealth and fame. I have so much disdain for this show that i can probably vomit it out. Never less, these guys have this weird stigma around them that ordinary people are fixated with them. The only half decent thing to come out of it is that Zoo Magazine has a center-fold once the show is produced, yet who in their right mind would want to be in a seedy mens magazine read by even more perverted adolescent teens who genuinely believe that girls would actually dress like that for them, maybe in their dreams and if the chick was a goat.

Now on the topic of things that degrade peoples perception on women, i was walking along glebe the other day and i saw a goth looking couple, ordinary attire, mainly black and boots and an air of scum surrounding them. But what was interesting is that the collar the girl was wearing was a dog collar....which had a LEASH, which led to the boys hand. Now he has the expression "Got his bitch on a leash" down pact, however sexist overtones and need to poke fun at the inferiority of women aside, surprisingly i find that really offensive. Almost 200 years of suffrage undone by a stupid bitch and her more prick of a boyfriend.

Now to the maudlin part of my post. You have have heard that a few weeks ago a guy jumped off a building on York St. Unfortunately i was their to witness the whole thing. Now as gut wrenching as it was seeing that guy nose dive into the pavement, what saddened me more was the fucking idiots that told him to jump. As if it was a god damn joke. Have they no commonsense about the sanctity of a human life. I wanted to hit those idiots, because i feel the contributed to this senseless death. It makes you think of how much humanity there is in the world.

Anyways happy birthday to Andy, Lucrezia and Jess.

With their hearts set high
They're going to hold this lie
I say hang them all!



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2:49 PM | 8/06/2008
a butcher with a barber's scissors

emily;


I wish Edward Scissorhands had cut my hair - then at least I could say I met Edward Scissorhands even though my hair looked diabolical.
I wish I had not decided to cut my hair yesterday at some stupid place on Pitt Street.
I wish I had explained I wanted to leave the length.
I wish I had turned around before it was too late.
I wish I still had that 20 dollars.

End of rant about crappy hair cut.
Please hair, grow a little?

I am going to remove mirrors from my house. Then only all of you would have to see it.



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