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Becky
catherine
beck
Justin
Polly
Nat
Alison
Lisa
Smaff
Jax
Adam
My Favorite Top
5 Science
Fiction Shows/
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1. Star Wars
2. Star Trek
3. Starship Troopers
4. Red Dwarf
5. The Flinstones
Excite
Alta Vista
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just to make up the numbers
It is 3.30 Am. 3 fucking am and I am still here doing this assignment. Time has no meaning anymore. I am fading into unconscious. What, who said that. OHHH, I am going insane. That’s why I have provided a link to a mental home. Anyway, this is a site to kind of fill in space in the hope that I don’t fail and end up here.
nap naps, breakfast and a magnum ice block.
Hi there.
This part of my weblog is devoted entirely to Polly. It is my belief that the best part about Pre School was Nap Nap time. I have found that many people join me in this praise of nap naps. However, there is one girl who thinks that naps are a waste of brain time. Her name is Polly. When she was at pre school, she spent her whole time reading War and Peace. She even started a trend, and by the time she had left Pre School, she had read all of the Encyclopaedia Britannica twice and her Pre School was putting Shakespear’s “A Mid Summer Nights Dream.”
Another activity that Polly is not having Breakfast. She does not believe in it. Before I met Polly, I ate breakfast every day. Sometimes twice a day. However, after talking to her, I now believe that breakfast is the work of the Devil.
Ahh, I don’t care. This entry will be finished later.
The devil in a blue dress
Hello all you lucky people,
I just had the pleasure of watching the scariest film ever made. It dealt with super natural behaviour and religious hootenanny. It was called “Weekend at Bernies 2.” But before I watched that, I watched the exorcist. What a movie. I loved the part when Bruce Willis realised that the little boy Could see dead people. Oh, wait. I mean the part where the little girl was possessed by the devil. Luckily, a friendly priest stopped by and told the Devil to piss off. Oh yeah, a lot more happened, like her head turned around and stuff. Oh, and she spewed up all this green shit, but in the end, it was all shits and giggles .
my love life
Welcome Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to perhaps the most anticipated article ever written. Well, perhaps the most anticipated by me anyway. The subject is my love and sex life, and contained is perhaps the most itimate details of my personal life. Hopefully, by now you are a 18 - 25 year old woman who is so excited by the idea that your name might appear on this page, you have kept reading on.
For those who have not guessed by now, I am as drunk as a skunk. The plan for today was to come over and write another entry into my weblog. However, a trip to the crow bar on the way here saw me drink way more than I needed or intended to drink, and hence landed me in the state that I am in now. Pretty stupid, huh. In fact, the fact that I have no spelling mistakes though out this whole article is due mainly to the fact that I have used a spell checker. Believe me, I am so not with it at the moment, and so the spell checker is the only thing saving me.
But, the main purpose of this article is to inform anyone who is interested about my love life at the moment. Unfortunately, at the moment, there is not much of a story to tell. There are members of this grand town that I would like to go out with, however, I don have the courage to tell them. There are others that I would love to go out with, however, there is no spark between us. And then there are those who I have a slight interest in, but once again, courage evades me.
If you think that you are part of any of these categories, please come and speak to me. As I said, courage is not a strong point of mine, and I am very undecided about who I want. For anyone who is sure that I am interested in them, let me assure you that I have no idea who I want. In conclusion, I am drunk. So until I meet that person that is everything I am looking for, I will continue to rip the labels off my beer bottles. Or, Perhaps by the time you are reading this I may have got lucky, and then this whole article is obsolete. GOD I HOPE SO!!!!!!
Get me out of here.
G'day every one,
Welcome back. I would love to stay and tell you about what has been going on, however, I have been sitting at this computer for over three hours now, trying to figure out how to make my page look beautiful
Unfortunately, trying to make this page look good is like trying to make myself look good. Its next to impossible. Lucky for me, you people look past shallow exterior looks, and focus more on the inner beauty.
Thank you for that. As a reward, um, you win a car, I just have not sent it in the mail yet.
Watched the Academy Awards last night. Usually I don’t fall for those stupid self centered kind of events. However, there is something about the Academy Awards I like. I guess it’s the thought that one day I might be there, mixing with those kinds of people. So, in celebration of Hollywoods night of nights, here is a link to the official web sight. Academy Awards.
See ya soon.
things that arn't supposed to be funny but are not
Oh my god,
I consider myself to be a simple kind of person. A normal person. But folks let me just tell you that there are just some things in this world that just crack me up. I don’t mean the simple little ha ha things that you are expected to laugh at in every day life, like knock knock jokes or the answers to why did the chicken cross the road.
No, I mean the stuff that just knocks you off your feet and has you crying for weeks after. The real problem with most of the really funny stuff I have seen is that it happens in the most inappropriate situations. Situations where if you are caught laughing, you are going to end up in the most serious of trouble, but there is no way in hell you can stop.
One of these experiences happened to me today. I know this is one of those you had to be there stories but I will try my best to encapsulate the emotion of the experience.
We had decided to have some lunch at Rivcoll, when we found out that a dance group would be performing for our amusement. Let me tell you people that I was most excited from the start.
However, from the beginning I knew I had made a mistake, as all of a sudden a whole bunch of people ran onto the stage and started stomping their feet and yelling in rhythmic time
"What do we want?"
"World equality, and equal rights.."
"When do we want it?"
"Now!!!"
They reminded me of one of those overly fanatical religious youth groups, the kind that ROCK FOR JESUS. Sorry to any one who is offended.
Folks, I am ashamed to say that I nearly lost it. You know the feeling that comes over you when you just can't control yourself, and you feel as if you are about to burst out laughing, but must control yourself for fear of social rejection and shame.
The worst thing was that I was not the only one laughing. I was fuelled by those around me who where also on the verge of loosing it.
Finally, guilt got the better of me and I was able to control myself once again.
what did I do continued...
Welcome back.
As I was saying, we had to shoot the fucking thing again. The link that is showing is what showed up when I typed the word fuck into google. Pardon my language, but no other word conveys the emotion I am trying to convey as well as fuck does. Now let me tell you how much fun it is to try and book all the equipment we need again, as well as all the actors and all the locations. Especially since every one else in our class was shooting the same thing at the same time, hence making resources rare.
Some how through the grace of god we managed to get all the equipment, actors and locations we needed. Finally, every thing was going to plan.
But, knowing that our project was doomed from the start, and because I am a pessimist, something naturally was going to go wrong. And it did.
Let me paint the scene for you. We where 4hrs away from finishing this thing and pretending it didn’t exist. Polly and I met up at the edit suite and decided to wait for Nat to arrive. And waited, and waited and waited. Finally someone came into where we were sitting and informed us that the reason Nat was late was she had half snapped her ankle and was lying on the road where she had tripped over crying. So we drove her to the hospital and kissed our editing time goodbye.
By this time Polly was sure that our production was cursed, and I was deciding whether to get a job on the council or not.
Wht did I do??
Welcome,
How are you? For those of you who are in my Mpi class and racing away with your own weblogs, you may notice that I have started mine a little late. Is this due to lazyness? No...
Well, probably, who am I kiding, but it is also due to a two week long shot of bad luck. One of my best friends has told me that March is the month for bad luck, and that every thing will change next month. Perhaps. Personally, I feel that some how during the course of the past few weeks I have walked under a ladder that had a black cat ontop of it, and inturn that black cat has fallen into a mirror, and shattered it. If this is true, and you do the math, I have earnt my self 21 years bad luck.
Perhaps I did all of this when I was a baby, and should be close to the end of my term, and soon elegable for parole. But, I dont think I could be that lucky.
As you could probably have guessed, I am an arts student. Some might think that the arts student does nt live a very complicated life. Those people are entitled to thier oppinions, especially since they are correct. But the life of an arts student is filled with disiplin. Some times you wake up at mid-day to find out that you have missed Entertainment Tonight. You then have to disiplin yourself to get up earlier the next day.
However, being a Television student, this beautiful world of procrastination is rocked when an assignment is due. The following is an accurate and unbias account of how in recent weeks, a totally well planned and thought out project fell to shit. In the intrests of privacy and friend ship some of the names in this story where changed to protect the innocent. But then I changed them back because I got confused.
The idea was simple, a mock marble tornament. Two minutes finnished product. No hassles. What could possably go wrong?? Every thing was going according to plan. We had all the equiptment booked, all the actors ready and all the locations chosen. I had never felt so organised in my life. It was amazing. Even more amazing was the fact that I was producer, and had organised a large majority of this. It was to easy, yes a little to easy. Something had to go wrong. something did!!!
Since I had all the equiptment in my room, on the Saturday afternoon before we shot, I decided that I might muck around with the camera I had in my posetion. I was feeling very cool, and did not hesitate to tell every one that I saw that the camera was worth $120,000 Australian, which works out to be about $3.55 US.
Anyway, because I was so impressed that I could hold a camera, I did not pay attention to what I was doing. At one stage while I was watching some crappy mid day movie, I bumped the back focus ring with out noticing. For anyone who does not know what this does, it basically makes sure that when you focus on something, it stays in focus. Needless to say, (well not really because if it was needless to say, I would not say it), but needless to say, all our pictures where going to come back out of focus.
That night when we finnished shooting we did a very stupid thing. Infact when I think about it, I can hear a voice in my head, which sounds very much like my dad saying- "That was a very stupid thing to do!!"
What was so stupid I hear you ask over this text based web sight that has no way of conveying audio? We left our equiptment in the studio. So, when we went back to get it the next day, we got into a huge fight with the security guard, who would not let us in. Perhaps you might have heard some rumors that maybe some one named Chris Patterson got into an over heated argument with this very same security guard. Let me assure you that we hear at Ricks cafe' do not approve of such actions, and have recieved word that Chris has since appologised to this particular security guard.
So we got our stuff out eventually, largely due to the help of one acting lecturer who will remain namless, (thanxs Ray.) Now, ten points to the person who can guess was really hung over from the night before. Anyone, anyone at all???
yess you, the kid up the back. Yes, it was me, very good. Speak up next time so the others can hear you. Now for another fifty points, what kind of effect would this have on my moral on this shoot? Anyone, anyone?? No, we have already heard from you, how about the girl behind you. Yes you, whats your name?? Tracey Crane. Well Tracey, what kind of effect do you think it had.
Yes, I was pissed off. Very good. You people are getting the hang of this.
Imagine my mood when at about 6pm that night we took a proper look at the footage and found it all out of focus and with lots of little errors. Combine that with the joy of knowing we would have to shoot again, and it was my fault, and you see where I am coming from.
TO BE CONTINUED........
today it begins
Hello all you lucky people.
Welcome to the first edition of Ricks weblog. For those of you who dont know who I am, I have used the identity of Rick from Casablanca. Nerdy, I know, but, hell, who spends all thier time infront of a computer, unless they have a streak of nerd in them anyway.
Let me take tis oppertunity to thank you for reading on. Perhaps you will find that this will be the greatest dessigion you have ever made. However, Probably not!!
I must put in this Government Warning first:
Pitas wish to advise that the following web log does in no awy contain sex scenes or nudity of any kind, But may contain some sexually frustrated references. This is not due to the fact that there are any rating restrictions placed upon this page. It is purley due to the fact that God blessed me with a great personality, if you know what I mean!!!
If you are one of those perverted people looking for cheap porn, keep looking Freak, and when you find some write back to me and tell me where it is.
If you find your self getting bored, please feel free to visit my friends, such as:
Catherine. When you drop past her web log, be sure to tell her I sent you, and also tell her how much you love the song from Leanne Rymes. Lets face it, who could fight the moon light??
The next wonderful person to grace my page isJax. She sings a mean version of Catherines favorite song, "Cant fight the moon light."
And ofcourse, there is Lisa. A very loverly, but some times guilt ridden person. Go to her page for a "choose your own adventure" account of her life.
If you happen to be the perfect man, by some stroke of luck, you might want to visit Becky. She is in a bubble bath and waiting for your call.
Some one else you may wish to check out is smaff. He has some very interesting things to say about the world, even though one arm is in a sling at the moment.
Now that you have met some of my friends, and returned like the proticle son, please feel free to start reading my life. If you like it, I am glad, If you dont, it wasn't me, the devil made me do it. Well acctually my MPI lecturer made me do it, but thats beside the point......
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1. Casablanca
2. Shawshank Redemption
3. The Insider
4. Star wars series
5.Indiana Jones
1. The ballard of Night Rider.
2. I'll Be There.
3. Come On Kitt Light My Fire.
4. Get Your Kitt Off!!!
5. You Can Ride Me All Knight, Thats Why They Call Me Knight Rider.
"I dont give a rat pyjamas about the money!!!"
1. Plane built out of fan parts and planks of wood.
2. Walkie Talkies built out of coconuts.
3. Bomb built from tree bark and acorns.
4. Satalite built from garden shed.
5. Computer built from a brick, a coat hanger, and some pine trees.
(Some of these may not have happened?)
1. Walker, Texas Ranger.
2. Missing In Action 3
3. Sidekicks
4. Fire Walker.
5. Your guide to Thai boe.
| Favorite Lollies when I was 5 |
1. Strawberries and Creams.
2. Gummibears
3. Snakes
4. Jelly beans
5. Panadol
WHO WROTE IN
BECKYS WEBLOG?
WAS IT??? |
1. Macgyver.
2. Chuck Norris
3. Kitt The Car.
4. David Hasselhoff.
5. Heathcliff
For all tv show
theme songs, visit THIS site.
THE BEST MARK
I EVER GOT FOR
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4 3/4 out of 10.
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