I went to see The Knowing with mother dear on Sunday (for mothers day) and I sort of enjoyed it. Well, I don't know if i liked the whole movie. I guess I did. Sort of. But I didn't like all of it. Most of it. It was, so-so.
This morning I did a little Twittering before school and what I read just made my whole day. Russell Brand (pretty much my taboo idol) posted a number of tweets. Here are the ones from this morning:
Rustyrockets: THERE'S A BIRD IN THE HOUSE!! Currently he's just tentatively hopping on the CARPET, like he's entitled to be here - like I'm the intruder.
Rustyrockets: The sparrow in my bedroom is acting suspicious.I'm tweeting in the nude, he's tweeting in his sexy feather jacket- a Sergio Leone stand off.
Rustyrockets: Bird currently motionless. Me nude. Becoming aroused by his cocksure indifference. I think he fancies me. What shall I do?
Rustyrockets: Dammit. Why won't he notice me? If I can make you hear my tweets why can't I make him? God he's sexy.
Rustyrockets: HE'S HOPPING ACROSS THE ROOM. HE'S GOING UNDER MY DESK- HE'S SEX MAD!!!!!!!!!
Rustyrockets: HE IS IN MY HAND! THE LEGENDS ARE TRUE- HE IS WORTH 2 IN THE BUSH. X
Rustyrockets: I have released him. He got caught in the bathroom amidst Venetian blinds. His anus pulsed. I radiated love, then to the balcony and FREEDOM
Rustyrockets: Bloody hell. There's another one downstairs! This place is like an aviary. Or Alcatraz. Me and the bird ar gonna escape. FREEDOM!! Xx
Beastiality the morning?
Thanks Russell :)
For more visit his twitter http://twitter.com/rustyrockets
After waiting a whole 40 minutes for stir fry from the local Chinese place I headed over to Jess's crib for a little fictional three way. Jenna later turned up and we listened to the Small Faces and talked about thrift stores.
Jenna also discovered that she can suck Maltesers up her nose! Go Jenna!
The more I get away from reality with these girls the more I cant wait to get out of Queensland. I might as well be farting with a walkman on. A little bit of trivia? Hell yes.
Jenna: I got chocolate up my nose! I'm on a diet I'm not supposed to have chocolate... Jess: I wonder if you sniff it it will end up in your stomach Jenna: *serious tone* Wouldn't it end up in your brain? Jess: Jenna....Jenna are you serious? Tash: Oh you mean like cocaine?
Aren't these great? I found them downstairs in my old toy box. I wouldn't have a clue where they are from but I vaguely remember playing with them as a kid. Pretty sure I had those little miniature toy dogs and cats and played vets. I think I used to interbreed cats and dogs as well... Guess I have always been messed up. Just a little bit. But proudly.
Mr. Bear and Mr. Rabbit didn't like each other very much. One day, while walking through the woods, they came across a golden frog. They were amazed when the frog talked to them. The golden frog admitted that he didn't often meet anyone, but, when he did, he always gave them six wishes. He told them that they could have 3 wishes each.
Mr. Bear immediately wished that all the other bears in the forest were females. The frog granted his wish. Mr. Rabbit, after thinking for a while, wished for a crash helmet. One appeared immediately, and he placed it on his head.
Mr. Bear was amazed at Mr. Rabbit's wish, but carried on with his second wish. He wished that all the bears in the neighbouring forests were females as well, and the frog granted his wish. Mr.Rabbit then wished for a motorcycle. It appeared before him, and he climbed on board and started revving the engine.
Mr. Bear could not believe it and complained that Mr. Rabbit had wasted two wishes that he could have had for himself. Shaking his head, Mr. Bear made his final wish, that all the other bears in the world were females as well, leaving him as the only male bear in the world. The frog replied that it had been done, and they both turned to Mr. Rabbit for his last wish. Mr. Rabbit revved the engine, thought for a second, then said, "I wish that Mr. Bear was gay!" and rode off as fast as he could.
Today I had school. I didn't wear this because we have a uniform. Speaking of uniforms, I signed up for a proxy site list and had a great conversation with the guy that founded it. I thought he had some great stuff to say in his introduction email. His name is Bennett. Have a read:
My name is Bennett and I set up the new Circumventor sites and mail them out to people.I run as many of these sites as I can for free, to help people get around Internet blocking in totalitarian dictatorships such as China, Iran, North Korea, and high school :)
I first set up the Peacefire.org site to help support free speech rights for people under 18 on the Internet.Recently we've been focusing on these "Circumventor" sites to help get around Internet blocking, which are also used by users in China and the Middle East to get around their own governmental filtering as well.
I hope that in our lifetimes we'll see teenagers start to get treated more like adults and less like "children" -- most people don't know this, but for most of human history, teenagers really were classified as adults, and rose to the challenge and handled all of the rights and responsibilities that it came with.It's pretty ridiculous that now in the 21st century, a 17-year-old can't even get a library card without a parent's signature.Luckily I think the tide is turning and eventually we may see younger people allowed to have real, full free speech rights, make their own housing and medical decisions, hold real jobs, even vote.
But, one thing at a time.At least now you can access what you want on filtered computers :)
Bennett
This is my angel Casey. I thought I would post about her (toast rhymes with post) because shes my world. Apparently she was thrown out a car window in a plastic bag in front of the vets :( We got her from the Kitten Rescue place in Brisbane. She gives little kisses and pees everywhere. I love her. THIS IS A SHOUT OUT TO CASEY! Hi Casey ^^ *giggles*
Last Thursday was the boyfriends birthday. I had a surprise party planned for about 2 weeks that I was frantically trying to keep a surprise. On his birthday I had a nice romantic dinner just with us two (mainly to throw him off the party scent). *laughs an exceptionally evil laugh* MWAHAHA Bitches got back.
The surprise was great. We spent a good half hour hiding in the dark shushing each other waiting for him to show up. The more shushing unfortunately results in more noise... Although he finally showed up and after the great roar of "SURPRISE" he smiled and ran into the next room. I was convinced he wet himself. Would make a great blog...
We had this great little name for ourselves in primary school. We called ourselves the Cardboards. We never quite fitted into the Mean Girls 'cliques' portrayed in the movie, so we invented our own. Since then we have all changed dramatically but I guess in a way we are still the Cardboards at heart.
Did you know:
Corrugated cardboard can be recycled an average of 7 times before the fibers become to short and they are filtered out as sludge during the pulping process. The sludge is then ready for disposal, but often has one more usage and that is as daily cover at landfills in place of soil.
Why yes, cardboard sludge. That's like, plastic excrement. Or glass feces. hahaha I love recycling.
Today we had a bubble party! And attempted to work on our film and television assignments. I had fun :) I was an hydroplane. NNNRRRRRRERRRRRRRR *takes off*