I have a big problem

I have delved so far into the world of Noel Fielding, Julian Barrat and Russell Brand's comedy that I cannot get out.

HMMM Started school today, which I'm pretty cut at. I had to wake up waay to early for my liking and then try and learn shit. Can't do both at once ~ it's one or the other. Aside from the school-work part of school, it was a nice enough bit of a catchup. Another fucked up thing that happened ~ a specific person today had a weeping face. No, not tears, weeping pussing yuck face. Keep ur bandaidz on please and ur realaidz off me. yeh?

I got an okay mark in biology. Weeeell. Not really but in terms of rank it was okay.
SO DO NOT WANT MODERN BACK! other then that I don't care or remember what the exams were like.

It is exceedingly hot in here, my options are freeze my ass off or boil to death. Perhaps I'll alternate between the two and it can teach me to appreciate both atmospheric conditions more whollistically.

Funny moment of the day: Replaced the tv remote in my sleeping sisters hand with a mini sweet potato.
Slightly less funny: My sister waking up and pegging the sweet potato which then hit me and snapped in half. D:

Thats all.

Ps. I'm also secretly in love with JB. yeah. figure that one out.

Eagle Eye

I watched the movie Eagle Eye today. It has that kid from Even Stevens and Holes. It was alright in terms of action and explosions and stuff. But the basic plot line of corrupt machinery is way overdone in other government/ space orientated films.

Friday after bio day I went for pizza with Jul, Belz and Nick we had many things to laugh about even though we were only together for a short time.
That night i went to my usual Smith Night ~ you may think it's lame but we're the only people who'll never get bored of one another.
That night also, my baby girl sent me cute text messages - I smiled.

School in three days time.. Fuck that

Clones and Other things What are Similar

We had a biology lesson today at school and this is the fruits of Jessica and I's labor.
1. Explain the difference between a pair of identical twins that developed from the same fertilised egg and the two genetically identical animals produced as a result of nuclear transfer cloning.
Identical twins have all the same DNA... but also have when they’re born all the same business. Nuclear guys have the only one cell is the same so therefore if the sheep mutated then the cell is different from the sheep when it were a baby sheep. In conclusion, the twins are always the same but the sheep is different from time to time.
2. Describe how the owner of a prize cow could produce a genetically identical animal.
Cloning or also they throw them really fast so they go back in time and make themself again when they pass through certain barriers or they can jump from side to side really fast so it appears that there is two cows but in reality it is a trick of the eye.
3. Identify any benefits and any disadvantages of using nuclear transfer as a means of breeding animals.
The singular disadvantage of time-travelling cows is sometimes they can appear to come out at the wrong time slot so then will therefore be a medieval cow no a modern new age guy. Also if they are spending their days jumping they will get sick from all the organ shaking and the cows legs will either get rate buff or snap or get buff then snap. The benefit is that it you can use a catapult to what with chuck the cow.

the versitility of the common onion

waghckawaghckawaghka - i am pacman!... yeeeahh...

Sooooo, today I decided that I should start working on my HSC BOW for art. *cries silently*

The evenings efforts churned out this little number...

I think its cool but the colours look a bit off here. I tried out my airbrush and thank the lord the inks work and don't run everywhere like other things I've tried so far.
I have no idea how I'm going to communicate homosexual struggles but I think I like this style of painting...
Tonight before sleep I'm going to start on another one of these but try and get it a bit closer to its intended theme.. wish me luck (y)

Also, while I'm here, on Easter Sunday I finally watched the whole of Season One of Dexter - Its pretty awesome I must say - and yesterday I watched the whole of Season Four of The L Word.. Fuck I'm addicted. BUT I was so offended that Civic Video in Fivedock Hired out each of the 4 discs seperately with 3 episodes on each.. Fucking cost me 20 dollars to get all four, so rude but still worth feeding my need.
If anyone has season 5 please let me borrow it :D

Uhmm thats all I think?

Peace x

Poinless Reviews in a Pointless Community

So, the explanation for my last blog;;

I watched 'Miss Potter' the other day with my family. Its the movie about Beatrix Potter's life and the Peter Rabbit books and such. I was excited to watch a movie where no one has a corny romance that only reinforces my view that happiness is only found in fiction. Unfortunately they managed to squeeze one in there >_> pretty sure Beatrix' Lover's Sister was the biggest lesbian in that era.

I didn't watch the end because it seemed less about her books and more about her moustached Ewan McGreggor and because Renée Zellweger, whilst hot in Chicago, cannot pull off no makeup. She has that odd natural redness to her face that is so indicative of Miss Rice its scary. Yeah, but I love Peter Rabbit stories. Her illustrations were so cute.
The only parts I liked in the movie were the flashbacks to her childhood and the way she was a skitzo and thought the pictures and characters were real... lol... lost the plot much, Miss Potter?
Yeah and I must admit I liked when Ewan McGreggors character sang her the song featured in my last blog.

*sigh* America ruins European things. Always.

Peace.

like reflections in the lake

Let me teach you how to dance

Let me lead you to the floor

Simply place your hand in mine

And then think of nothing more

Let the music cast its spell

Give the atmosphere a chance

Simply follow where I lead

Let me teach you how to dance

examseatingawayatmysoul

SO, since Saturday I have been studying non-stop. Saturday and Monday were dedicated to Modern History, and Sunday was to Biology with Jess. I got a lot accomplished but my ass is sore from being stationary for so long. The bags under my eyes give the illusion that I've been beaten, but thankfully for me (and you, the blogging community) Modern History and Biology are both over and done with. I COULD rant for a million days on how upset I was that Modern and Bio were scheduled on the same day, but its done now, so ~ no point, right?
After every one of my Modern exams I am left with a strange feeling. I don't know if its only me or just a generally accepted effect that Modern Exams have on people, but I was left feeling as if the deepest fathoms of my soul had been dragged out, beaten and subsequently raped. Those exams leave you feeling as unsure and vulnerable as it is possible to be, to the point where your hands shake and your voice gets really high-pitched from worry.
Biology was slightly better, actually a lot better. I needed to know a lot less for the exam then what I studied, which always pisses me off. Why go to all the effort if the exam isn't gonna have a question on it? Oh well. I always seem to finish my biology exams really early, today was no different. We had two hours to do the exam and I was completely finished shortly after the first hour was up. Not to brag and say that because I finished early, its all correct and I'm mad at bio because, honestly, knowing me, I just completely missed the underlying theme of difficulty and soul-rape and only scraped at the layers of inconvenience.
All in all, I'll just have to wait and see what my results are, can't change anything now, so why worry.
My two new favourite stresses are now titled "Visual Arts exam" and "Extension History exam" both of which come into play this Friday. We'll see how I manage to cope ~ the future for me seems bad, life sucking.. such a high and irritating hill must I (and all other HSC students) climb before we reach the smooth sailing of holidays.
*sigh*

Peace.

ps. I really should update this thing more often...