February 2012
3 posts
12.51
One year ago we were all fucked in a most spectacular way.
I really don’t have anything else to add.
Be more awesome
Every year, in late February, I find myself wondering what kind of person I’m going to be, at least for the next few months. The start of a new uni season appears, at first, to offer far more opportunity for change than the start of a new calender year.
Unfortunately, this time of reflection never seems to yield positive results. Like many people, I’ve reached the point where my...
Gate 102
I was going to write something about leaving. Leaving behind the people that I love, and leaving my memories of them to gestate in the back of my mind until their subjective existence is wholly altered.
Right now though, I’m more upset about being nowhere. I’ve left, but I haven’t arrived anywhere. And now all I can do is sit and think about things that I want to feel but...
January 2012
2 posts
2 tags
Fuck and read. Fuck and read with you. That’s all I want. That’s all I need.
December 2011
7 posts
Family holiday
Me: I'm not sure that I want to go ice skating because I'm kind of terrified of the American health system and I don't want to get hurt?
Dad: We have travel insurance!
Mum: It'll be good for you!
Liv: Someone will skate over your hand and slice your fingers off.
-- They will. They definitely will.
Of course it's finals week.
Of course my new camera turns up.
Of course my otherwise helpful energies are involuntarily channeled into my girlfriend.
Of course the fire alarm goes off.
Of course it develops a glitch and goes off every hour.
Of course, I wouldn’t have gotten anything done anyway.
November 2011
6 posts
1 tag
thanksgiving.
Apparently this is a big deal?
All the Americans are making jokes about eating too much and killing off all the natives, and all I want to do is ignore the whole thing.
Gobble gobble.
Mayday
I would begin by saying “my life has reached the point…” but that would imply I’m any more stressed than I have been for the past few months. I’m not. If anything, my stress levels have reached some sort of plateau, which I’ve periodically been able to derogate from simply through my inalienable ability to be distracted by pretty much anything.
I’ve...
October 2011
8 posts
Verbs, I guess?
All my life I’ve revolted against “being subjected to” something.
Today I realised I’ve been subjecting others to something all my life.
Fuck.
3 tags
Finally.
“I love you, but don’t hit me in the balls, ok?”
Anonymous asked: Do you have to conform to American spelling at university here?
Sorry for the random question, but I’ve always wondered.
On another note: How are you?
Sorry for the random question, but I’ve always wondered.
On another note: How are you?
September 2011
2 posts
2 tags
What I've become
I was going to write about how living here has changed me, but I won’t. Don’t get me wrong, it definitely has, in all sorts of small and irrelevant ways. Objectively irrelevant, that is - while I probably don’t appear to be any different, somehow I feel different. I suppose everyone who moves anywhere never remains exactly the same, even if it’s only the minor,...
August 2011
7 posts
Currently at University in America
The contrast between how fantastic my personal life is right now and the general shittiness of the uni system here is quite staggering.
Little things
I realised that I’ve been a bit cagey about what I’ve been up to lately. Such a statement appears to imply that I believe that people actually care about what I do, which couldn’t be further from the truth, but nevertheless I feel the need to fill this anthropomorphic blog of mine in.
In a week’s time I will be heading off to the US to do a year of uni at SUNY Geneseo. I...
I don’t think it takes anyone more than 10 minutes to work out that I’m one of the most disorganised people they’ll ever meet.
This doesn’t mean that I’m underprepared for things. In fact, I’d like to think that I’m rather good at planning for contingencies, even if it means I suddenly become obsessed with finding fire exit doors at inopportune moments....
Anonymous asked: Though I dislike your taste in music, the rest of your posts are amazing.
May I marry you?
Sorry, that has creepy connotations.
May I marry your diction/syntax?
May I marry you?
Sorry, that has creepy connotations.
May I marry your diction/syntax?
3 tags
July 2011
9 posts
Mammalian
Today, whilst trudging around in the snow trying to coax my car into starting, I realised that I’m much more comfortable when it’s cold. Every summer I inevitably end up contemplating suicide, or at least blocking out the sun in the grand tradition of Mr. Burns, but for some reason come the winter months I can happily run out onto a football pitch, fighting to see through the sleet and...
Today I found the best pub in the world. Yes? Yes.
The upside of low self-esteem
I am perpetually engaged in constructing elaborate reasons for why anyone would be interested in me. Instead of actually accepting what’s happening.
Interestingly, most of the time I come to the conclusion that I’m the centre of some sort of worldwide conspiracy.
Pay rise
I spent most of today daydreaming about all the things I’m going to do with my extra $0.27 an hour.
Anonymous asked: What are your thoughts on existentialism?
:)
:)
June 2011
11 posts
The Big Smoke
So I’m back from Auckland. I’m tired and cold (somehow I managed to lose all previous aclimatisation to South Island weather), so instead of an actual post you get a series of single sentence microstories.
A girl on the plane was explaining to her friend the physics behind heavier-than-air flight, I have never been more attracted to anyone ever.
The American consulate was an...
A measure of success
This week truly has been one of the most fucked up exam periods in history.
I’m not entirely sure how I feel about it, actually. On one hand I’m glad that most of us have survived lectures in tents, lack of libraries, exam uncertainty, vicious aftershocks and have still somehow managed to finish the semester. But there is a part of me that wishes I’d taken this semester off....
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Aftershocks are not fun.
Attn: Aucklanders
I have time to kill in the city on Monday, any suggestions?
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The least of anyone's worries
Amidst the general chaos of the recent aftershocks, I appreciate that everyone has problems. Most of them are far more important than mine. However, I feel that I wouldn’t be a true modern Cantabrian if I wasn’t prepared to whine about being shafted by some kind of administrative institution.
I’m thoroughly pissed about the lack of response from UC. More specifically,...