Particularily in that place affectionately known as 'Down Under' (cannot vouch for any other places for certain), people just don't seem to care as much about quality awards, like 'Most Outstanding Actor' and are more interested in 'Most Popular Actor' and the same for the rest. They are pathetic awards. At least the Oscars are still for excellence rather than Hugh Jackman the hearthrob or whatever. Just goes to show. Popularity is more important than quality. Becoming increasingly more so over
Simple yet devilishly charming seal to my proclamations. Much better and simpler than the outlandish things the 'Dark Hunter' Hunter ever made, ha! I have nothing to report on my dealings today, however I have a large influx of work that I must get done for a particular institution of education that nearly all of us have attended or still attend to for the majority of the year. I'll leave it at that for now, that should quench your thirst for knowledge about the greatness that is Phrenzhii.
Why am I looking forward to Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (Film), when I haven't really looked forward to any of those films since #2 and it's my least favourite book from that series of 'literary genius'? I dunno. But the trailers look fantastic. Alot of the book seems to have made it into the film, which also hasn't really happened since #2. See? I can be not depressing! 'Ray!
How can I depress you all today? Anyway, my mood is really sour right now, and has got progressively so for the last couple of days. Or years of my life. Oh woot, new low in depressiveness. I'm just generally hating loathing (because hate is a very strong word, lol) people more and more now, and yet still have that gregarious nature that all human beings have (or at least the majority) to feel a need to be around people. Very conflicting, and is doing my head in. Maybe it's not so much a need fo
Where U Goin' 2? The Cheat, where you goin' to? And once you get there, whatchu think you gonna do? Checkin' up on a mattress fire That you started couple days ago. Singing baritone in Marzipan's choir (But please don't let Strong Bad know) Nobody knows... This part's in D. [] Ooh, that's not D. [] How about C? [] Ehh, close enough. The Cheat where you goin' to? And once you get there, whatchu think you gonna do? Hitchin' a ride on Homestar's leg Stealin' all his melonade [Hey!] Get
Equals dancing. I mean, chocolate eggs. A nice amount of those chocolate eggs. Choco...eggs...EGGS! Ha! Hope that most mischievous of rabbits leaves you with plenty of chocolate, for those that celebrate Easter and whatnot. As a side, I recently got this awesome Monty Python shirt. It's white, and has John Cleese in all the poses from his silly walk in black, with the words 'Ministry of Silly Walks' at the bottom. Awesome.
Led Zeppelin and Narnia is an awesome combination for some reason. Led Zeppelin I-IV, at the very least. Same of course applies with Led Zeppelin and Lord of the Rings, particularily with the songs 'Ramble On' and 'The Battle of Evermore'. Look, I'm trying to post an entry everyday so it shows I'm alive. I'll post ANYTHING if it comes into my head, if I have to.
Remember the almost 7000 songs I received and was sorting through? Well, until a month or so ago I haven't really been sorting any of it, like adding album covers, song names, album names, track numbers, artists, and all that; but for the last 7 or so weeks I've widdled the number of songs I've needed to sort to just over 4000. Still a long way to go, but it's still cool to do, educating myself on some good music. The only things I've really rejected so far are the albums I've already had, which
The subject of this infamous entry (no, not Elmo, or kittens, or radio hosting or any of that, the ambiguous bit) just baffles me a bit now. At least I've got over it. Probably.
I have never felt this wretched/filthy/envious about anything in my entire life. Urgh I hate myself. What is this, 'Phy Is An Emo Week?' Right, I demand banners proclaiming this, now! www.KardiakArrest.webs.com
I had a dream last night. The most beautiful, peaceful, awesomeness dream I have ever had. Then I remembered the key word in the above was 'dream'. I was sad.
I'm still here, lurking around. Not doing anything. Life still sucks. May stick around. But I'm certainly not getting back into things. Haven't been able to get away. Still kinda attached, no matter how hard I try to leave. It's kinda empty without BZP and internet me. I don't know what to do. On another note, I read Watchmen. Freaking awesome. Probably not going to go see it unless I find anyone to go with. *sigh*
If you have seen Watchmen yet haven't read the Graphic Novel previously, could you post a review please? I'm debating whether I should go and see it, because it looks really good, but I don't know whether reading it first might ruin the movie or whatever, or if it's essential or whatever. Anyway, yeah, some reviews would be nice. www.KardiakArrest.webs.com
I hate my voice so much. Finally did my own lines for Kardiak Arrest today, and I forgot how much I hate my normal voice. And at one point I made Vican sound a bit like a mix between Smeagol and Apu. Urgh. I suppose I can give a teaser of Ignika...here we go. www.KardiakArrest.webs.com
I think that Geopraphy, Modern World History, Maths Specialised and Photography are going to be excellent choises. Shame I'm mostly in classes where I don't know many people. Oh, and you know how I said on Wednesday that I forgot how good it is to spend time with friends? I realise why I forgot. I lied. It isn't good to spend time with friends if you're me. www.KardiakArrest.webs.com
"It is. It is Strong Sad and it is Strong Unfortunate what happened to your face. OOOH! Peeeow! Call me. Peeeow!" If you haven't guessed, I was almost right. It's (Almost) Strong Sad's Answering Machine. www.KardiakArrest.webs.com
Because I don't care. I don't care whether I win or lose. I don't care if I'm successful in life. I don't care about people. I don't care about the world. I don't care about my future. I don't care about my past. I don't care about now. I can go on with things I don't care about. But I won't. Because caring is a two way street. The world doesn't care about me. People don't care about me. And I don't blame them. Why would you care for something that doesn't care for you? I blame myself for this.
