My second Meme: The last one did nay go so well.I shall try harder in the future (like, now), and will do my level best to ensure that you have a vertiable party in your brain when you read the following.Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.1. I am massively anti-social, but people assume I'm not, because I don't skulk around corners nor underuse my vocal chords. For the main part I would rather spend time with Gormenghast (not even halfway through) or The Doctor than with some girl who wants to tell me about that time when she was pretending to be asleep when her best friend was making out with this guy she actually kind of likes but hasn't told her best friend because it's all so messy. (This is a true story, one I found out today in Maths break, where somehow I gave off signals I wanted to hear this stuff.)
2. I like Nature and walking with a Gandalf stick, also singing round robins with whomever happens to be about, very loudly, helps me stay not bored when walking.
3. I am a howling, card carrying, staunchly agressive athiest. Whenever I try and be friendly to people of religious persuasion (and I do, I really, really do) I think it comes off sounding mearly condecending.
4. I want to get a book published within the next couple of years, so that media interest will be high and so sales of my book escalate and so I can escape from all this "career planning" bullshit people are putting me through and jus live in a house in the country and drink lemsip.
5. I am pretty vain and self absorbed, unfortunately this is tempered with a great deal of self-awareness and dislike, so I get the worst of both worlds.
6. My mum's side of the family is uptight, dull and "upwardly mobile", German in origin (There are two cousins who do not fit this description, but still, in general...). Mum is a wishy washy so called "rebel" who is very proud of the fact that she's the only one in the family that swears. My Dad's side of the family is mentally unstable, friendly, unashamed of being the Irish-catholic middle-class average averages and have no pretentions, they are also quite large, in, err number.
7. I managed to undo the salt shaker's lid with a single feathery touch, and cover my fish with a fine hailstorm of salt tonight. It was an awkard dinner to begin with.
8. In my old school, when I was about 12, I had a pot belly and pig-tails.
I was rubbish at every sport except swimming, and we never did that in PE. Luckily I have athsma, which I have been hospitlised for a couple of times. The teachers were so scared of me collapsing during Cross-Country Running or Jumping Around Pointlessly that they often allowed me to go sit in the sick room for the entirity of the lesson. I did not go to the sick room.
My old school was very old, one of the earliest schools to be built when Adelaide was founded. It has strange passageways and blocked off doorways, nun's quarters and one very singular tower. The Tower was my own discovery. At the top of the tower was a large bathroom where several baths, showers and toilet cubicals stood, unused and falling into disrepair, it used to be a boarding house. During my free two hour break from teachers and yes, bullies I would sit in the dusty bath-tub and look out the window over the Chapel, which was then filled with crisp and clean Nuns doing whatever they did with such unenthusiasm. I was often so happy that I would stay up there in the strange deserted bathroom all the way through lunch, and arrive mysteriously at the beginning of class, panting (ruddy stairs, I got my PE in the end).
That part of my life was so much like fiction that I have never admitted it to anyone. 'Cept you! *beams*.
9. I have a habit of twiddling the hair at the nape of my neck. Alternatively I bite my fingernails. The former usually arises from thoughtfulness and the latter nervousness.
10. I used to sing for a very well thought of children's choir which I didn't think much of. My best friend Rose was a Soprano and I was an Alto, we used to put on concerts for our parents. other hobbys of ours included; watching Aladin over and over, making pillow castles, collecting Yowies (A chocolate egg with a little capsule inside which, in turn contained a plastic rendition of an animal, with a particular focus on Australian wildlife. They were fantastic, we had over 2000.), playing Rayman and Croc, bouncing on the trampoline (I broke one edition) and reading Harry Potter in funny voices to each other.
11. My first crush was Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones. My kid-boyfriend Max (who wore a leather jacket and was very smooth) prefered James Bond. Max turned out to be madly in love with men in general.
12. I often try and convice myself that life is a massive joke played out for my benefit, and fail.
13. I know a girl who is exactly like 13 from House, and I refuse to call her by her real name, this irritates her more than not getting an A+ for being a giant know it all. My family friend/GP is exactly like Wilson, I don't call him Wilson because he would do that silent, understated dislike vibe that Wilson does and scare me off from doing it ever again. Also, he's amazingly witty like Wilson, and could put me in my place easy.
14. Doctor Who: I am a fan. Truly, I am a fanatic. Doctor Who is more than a cheap, improbably long running sci-fi show to me. To me, that dear little show opened my eyes to the probabilities of the Universe, and really, shaped my morals and sense of the world. I was, harhar,
Indoctrinated at a young age.
15. The above applies to The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy. The only book that *never, ever* gets old.
16. I get ratty and unpleasent in the heat, aggressive or uncaringly tired. In the winter I get hyper and depressive all at the same time. I
like doing rain dances.
17. I often stare at my face in the mirror and then look at a potato. Eerily similar.
18. I am strangely insecure about the fact that Stephen Fry is accessable and popular nowerdays, with Twitter and documentaries and the like. I'm also really happy for him, but less, um, close to him than I was. I sometimes re-read Moab Is My Washpot and weep.
19. Upon this topic, I think that sucess repells me, and so therefore I am a perfect indie kid. I think most indie kids are aware they are indie kids, because they are the only teen social group to not be parallised with arse wrenching stupidity. *bias! bias!*
20. When I look out my loungeroom window, I see this:
(I tried to put in a picture, but it failed)
Trees and trees and trees and trees and a koala.
21. I am just starting to mature, and like nice people instead of charming people. This has been a major problem of mine, because charming people often aren't charming all the way though. They are like the cadbury's caramel and chocolate slabs, nice on the outside, then full of mass produced crap on the inside.
22. I often feel much older than I am. Sometimes I shake my head at what I thought mere months or weeks earlier and wonder how I was so immature.
23. I can often see two sides of debate perfectly, and get flustered because I have no idea which is the right answer. Then I think all subjective things are crap, and then I get depressed because life is subjective so everything (by that line of reasoning) is crap and pointless. Then a bloody car rolls past me with an attractively dishevelled looking man, who grins at me and one of those dogs from the dulux ads who leers out the window.
Life is great, but it is also supremely pointless and silly. Those who don't think its pointless are deluding themselves. Then again, delusion is the norm. But then again "Everything popluar is wrong"-Oscar Wilde but then again I have confuzzled myself.
24. Can't wait till my fucking mother freeking leaves me alone and stops forcing me to dance at parties. I HATE freeking dancing/ritual-ised mating preamble WHATEVER. I just feel stupid when I do. I like jumping though.
25. I am glad you have made it til' the end, and really, really hope it hasn't been too self indulgent or if it has, then it has at least been an interesting insight into a diseased mind. *bows*
I had a Biology test, and argued enthusiastically in Politics about the pros (Realistically, there are no cons) of legalising prostitution and watched the beginning of American Psyco and Silence of the Lambs in Mod History. Fun day.
