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28.10.09
Posted by Harry
You know what I hate? This;
well hate is rather a strong word, but the blandness of the generic 'meat and three veg' Australian classic is rather overwhelming.
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28.10.09
Posted by Harry
I need some critical review.. if you wouldn't mind. :)
word count; 722
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We built this city.
27.10.09
Posted by Harry
I'm not sure if you'll agree, but despite my somewhat nostalgic view of Melbourne, in the back of my mind I know its just a city of the many. This is now. What about then?.
Would it surprise you to know, that 35 years after being declared a city by the queen in 1837, it had become the wealthiest in the entire British Empire, and second in population only to London? Population; 1837- 177, 1891- 490,000. What changed?
- Tullamarine Freeway
- Eastern Freeway
- Southeastern Freeway – now known as the Monash Freeway
- Lower Yarra Freeway – now known as the West Gate Freeway
- Dingley Freeway
- Mornington Peninsula Freeway
- Frankston Freeway
- Greensborough Freeway
- Southern Bypass – now known as CityLink
- Western Bypass – now known as CityLink
- Western Ring Road
- Northern Ring Road – now known as the Metropolitan Ring Road
- Eastern Ring Road – now known as Eastlink
98% fat free.
27.10.09
Posted by Harry
1 Banana
250ml Milk
100g Low fat Yoghurt
1TBS coffee.
Blend together.
27.10.09
Posted by Harry
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27.10.09
Posted by Harry
So today on twitter I decided to start complaining about my internet, followed 3 hours later by an @reply from my ISP wanting to know if they could fix the problem.
Am I supposed to feel like my privacy is invaded, or grateful that they're offering to help?
Yet another reminder of how public the internet is really becoming. Sure, my twitter account is on public, but it never really occurs to me who might be reading it.
This leads me to think about this. I don't put any PI on this, but then sometimes I feel like I reveal more than what my address or phone number ever could.
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25.10.09
Posted by Harry
Have you ever lost your mind finding streets you couldn't find? Have you ever been so scared in your life? Yeah, the town was alive, good luck on no one's side and the trip lasted long, like we were trekking for days.
But I recall, we ran, we ran away. Along the streets in the rain, streets in the rain.You took my hands, we found a place and we got away from them, away from them and our day was based on fantasy, but we never knew.
Oh, I love how we complain. How our stomachs were in pain and the only thing that you could do was call for your Mum. Yeah, we started to shout and we walked on the docks and started flowing away.
All I know, is that we were lost, just trying to find our way back home.I'm a crazy boy just trying to, just trying to, just trying to be someone.
We're trying to be someone, and so I ran, we ran away and we got away from them, away from them. Our day was based on fantasy. But we never knew...
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25.10.09
Posted by Harry
If you read, you'll judge.
time. life. choices. snailmail. could. regret. waste. next? favourite. suitable. dressing. family. friEND. guilt. remorse. happiness. façade. illusion. delusion. end. end. end. converse. lost. union. unionised. ion. unionised. francis. 7.11. walking. @xxx.日本語。 会話。明日。友達。終る。memories. forgetting. effort. essential. 51%. 09. 74.25.
you did, didn't you.
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21.10.09
Posted by Harry
You know what; I resent the people accusing me of 'adding randoms' on facebook. Yes thats right; I have 450 friends AND I know every one of them. Get over your jealousy already.
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Life.
19.10.09
Posted by Harry
Why must there always be a balance?
Seems like things are good. :) auspicious moment, we actually got to see INSIDE his house. Yeah beat that. :P
but also;
'monash university understands that based on your VTAC application, you wished to undertake study in the field of medicine. We regret to inform you however, that based on your UMAT score, you were unsuccessful in obtaining an interview, and will not be considered for the undergraduate degree. '
when your life plays out some unexpected turns i guess you just have to make the most of it. After all, should you take a dive, and head to the vally, consider the money matters.
Us.
18.10.09
Posted by Harry
food? that white box in my kitchen.
money? the hole in the wall of the bank.
wealth? the dreaded office.
shelter? number ninety-three; number fifty-six.
education? I hate school.
fun? life is so boring.
health? braces were a bitch; but at least i have straight teeth now.
family? my parents are so embarrassing.
food? the bag of mace and the dirty water.
money? is irrelevent. we couldn't use it; even if we had any.
wealth? three goats and one rice paddy.
shelter? the hut has a door now.
education? once a week with fifty others.
fun? I sing with my sister occasionally.
health? grandma says not to drink the dirty water from the creek.
family? my grandma; my sister; myself.
ps; Happy 100. :)
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Niagara
18.10.09
Posted by Harry
Spoiler Alert; The Office [US]
So back in 2006; this new television series began to air on channel ten. Originally an adaptation of a British series of the same name, it follows the someone dull lives of the employees of the Scranton branch of the Dunder Mifflin Paper Company. I remember at the time; it was on at 10-10.30 every Sunday night, when I'm sure I was supposed to be in bed asleep.
This is all however; beside the point. See over the three years I've been watching the show, two of the central characters obviously both enjoyed each others company, yet circumstance always prevented anything from happening. And so week after week; you'd sit there wishing; just wishing that things would work out. Hoping for Jim and Pam.
So it is the continual climax; anguish even, of the three years of torment; wishing it to happen, that what occurred in the last episode [I watched] brought such happiness. I felt so absorbed in the JOY of the show, it was almost surreal. And 42 minutes later I find myself sitting here; writing this blog, wondering why it affected me so much? Like the end of season two; when Pam almost got married to the other guy, and then, in the last five minutes of the entire season....
To be honest; I'd be devastated if they ever got rid of it...
It's well worth investing your time in, in my opinion. Season ONE is currently on loan to @jnttphm, but you can borrow it afterwards.
Do's;
- Have a good time
- Dance when its appropriate.
- Eat Dinner
- Make a big scene
- Cry
- Talk to our family!!
- Firecrackers
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Unit 4 - SAC 1; Outcome 2
12.10.09
Posted by Harry
So I got my SAC back today; A. :) The prompt was a picture of a dog wearing a wig; using the play; 'A Streetcar Named Desire' as stimulus...
Written Explanation;
The context of 'whose reality?' and the more specific visual prompt called for a specific response highlighting the way we can do things, say things, to change the perception of our reality to an outsider, even believing it ourselves, but the underlying core doesn't change. In this specific instance, the visual highlights the fact that no matter how you dress up a dog [ie a wig], it still remains a dog, and this is eventually discovered soon or later. As such I chose a series of blog entries [and online diary of sorts] to enable accurate portrayal of the elements I was attempting to convey.
Obviously written in a modern context, the language use matched accordingly, and also suited a reflective feel common to most diary-type pieces. Audience can be broadly attributed to students studying ASND as it is supposed to appear as a sample teaching aid, and such also has the purpose of providing more insight to students about the context of 'Whose Reality?'
The piece, trying to emulate the main themes of ASND also responded to the context of 'Whose Reality?' by providing the students with the insight of how one's reality can be altered on the surface, for others to see, yet eventually the ruse unravels, and the real circumstance becomes apparent.
On 04/09/09 Mike wrote;
So I did the inevitable. Something which I'm sure was always coming. I mean still single at 35? For years the nightclubs and bar scenes have yielded no success, which is why I recently decided to go 21st century. Don’t get me wrong, I never envisaged such drastic actions, but these dire circumstances really did warrant it. I joined that dating website everyone seems to be raving about; eleysianfields.com. I’m not sure what is to come of this, but I guess we’ll just have to wait and see. Knowing my luck, I doubt I’ll even get a response from anyone. Is it really so much to ask for a little companionship? Could life not get that little bit more enjoyable if I could just find someone to share it with?
On 12/09/09 Mike wrote;
One whole week. 7 days. 168 hours. I’ve waited, and yet nothing. Perhaps this foolish futile search for ‘the one’ is just not meant to be. Why do I put myself in these vulnerable situations, whin I know that at the end of the day rejection is inevitable? It hasn’t happened in the last 35 years, why should I have thought it would in the last week? The promise of taking a ride of desire through ‘Eleysian Fields’ is simply unjustified. It appears instead, that as with everything else in my pathetic life I shall be taking that trip to the cemetery alone. I think I’ve just pinned my hopes all too much on this virtual reality, when I knew it was destined to fail.
On 13/09/09 Mike wrote;
Perhaps I wrote that last blog a bit prematurely. It seems there may be some hope after all; Belinda. I don’t know much, but what I do, is her profile picture is mighty fine. I’ll admit things are in the preliminary stages, but she sure seems keen. It was suggested we meet? But I’m still not sure. Can I afford to be let down once again; put my heart on the line, only for it to be snatched up and spat out when I get old or boring or just not new? For now I shall take the precautionary steps and keep it virtual. I mean I’ve waited this long, what’s a few more days going to change?
On 14/09/09 Mike wrote;
I gave into temptation. Shoot me. What was I supposed to do? Just let an obviously interested woman slip though my fingers? I don’t think so! Besides, she’s only 29 and apparently grew up in those leafy suburbs we all hear about. What sane Altona man would actually pass this opportunity up? Not me, that’s for sure. We’re meeting at some bar in the city; she prefers the night life evidentially. Does it make me sound desperate if I say I can see myself with her? Well maybe I am then, but who isn’t these days anyway?
On 16/09/09 Mike wrote;
One word; amazing. How one woman can encompass everything I’ve been searching for I shall never know? From her radiant beauty, even in the dim light, to her obviously educated brain, there simply just isn’t anything to not like! How she hasn’t already been found and wed I shall never know? Obviously we’ve arranged to meet again. Huh! I would never have thought something so easy as joining some stupid website would bring so much happiness, fulfilment and overall joy in my life. Oh how I’ve missed that person to share things with; the being to share all your secrets to. I’m not sure about love at first sight, but Belinda Douglas, you sure do come close. How have I lived this long without you is a complete mystery to me.
On 24/09/09 Mike wrote;
I remember the complete negativity of my attitude towards anything before I found her, and now it seems the same. How could I have let the vary precautions I created for myself be discarded so easily? Had I not learnt hard enough the last time? The blinding naivety of new found love, or lust, whichever it may be, seems to override everything. I blame human nature. Isn’t it only natural to take things at face value? To believe what you see? What you hear? But when push comes to shove, my idiotic faith in everything I read online, on her profile, is my own burden to bear. Grew up in Toorak? Sure. Only 29? Right. Have a high standard of morality? Sure.
See I have a friend; a friend with questionable interests. Now these interests are not the topic of concern however, more worrying is the fact he recognised her, or more rather where from. See apparently there’s this men’s club called the ‘Tarantula Arms’, whose star performer went by the name of ‘Miss Bella’. Need I say more? Evidentially Mummy and Daddy lost the house in the financial crisis and wouldn’t pay her ‘allowance’ anymore. And so the poor old girl had to find a way to fund those shopping sprees somehow. I guess no matter what you say, you can’t change who you are or what you’ve done. As that saying goes; a dressed up dog, is still just a dog.
Not very interesting, most vague and pointless, yet still recieved an 'A'? Sometimes I wonder whether AND is all there? But hey, I'm not going to argue with the result. At least it seems there's one subject left with a respectable average.
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11.10.09
Posted by Harry
I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world but its feeling just like every other morning before and now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone? The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour if that, and I started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye. Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?
I believe the world is burning to the ground, oh well i guess we're gonna find out how far we've come. Well I believe it all is coming to an end. Oh well, I guess we're gonna pretend, let's see how far we've come.
I think it turned ten o'clock but i don't really know, then I can't remember caring for an hour or so. Started crying and I couldn't stop myself, I started running but there's no where to run to. I sat down on the street and took a look at myself and said where you going man you know the world is headed for hell; say your goodbyes if you've got someone you can say goodbye to.
Its gone gone, its all gone. There is no one on the corner and there's no one at home. It was cool cool, it was just all cool, now it's over for me and it's over for you.
Pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good. Hear my regards to soul and romance they always did the best they could. Will your system be alright when you dream of home tonight? There is no message I'm receiving; let me know, is your heart still beating?
Are we human or are we denser? My sign is vital, my hands are cold and I'm on my knees looking for the answer; are we human or are we denser?
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Vultures.
9.10.09
Posted by Harry
PS
8.10.09
Posted by Harry
Do you think I didn't notice?
When the glove is worn, and the pastry is broken fast, the rapid dissapearance causes the strangest things, but then the snail mail was always the best anyway.
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Rain hail and shine; we live through the pain, face the music.
7.10.09
Posted by Harry
Too much of anything is too much
Too much love can be too much
We had too much time
Too much us
So we fought like tomorrow was promised
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Oh English; isn't the fact I can speak it enough for you?
4.10.09
Posted by Harry
'write a 2000-3000 summary of the relevance of the film 'Vantage Point' to the ideas of the context; Whose Reality.'
The movie ‘vantage point’, was a stupid waste of my precious time. I do not appreciate wasting a solid hour and a half of my pre-exam preparation time watching such mindless dribble, and hence I did not feel the need to waste yet more of my study time writing 3000 words about the movie and how it relates to ‘whose reality’, when the link is stretched beyond all means, that ultimately it would take that many words to accurately convey it.
Do you think thats an acceptable response? I mean I know its a little short of the wordcount and all....
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4.10.09
Posted by Harry
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up
Now, now, darlin’
Oh don’t kill yourself
'Cause none of us were angels
And you know I love you, yeh
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Beauty and the geek
3.10.09
Posted by Harry
Presenter: 'Who wrote Beethoven's 5th symphony?'
Beauty; 'eerr... John Farnham?'
Words
3.10.09
Posted by Harry
These are but words on a page. Nothing more, nothing less. LIE.
So they might be more than just words on a page, but I'm not entirely sure they convey the truth.
Embroidering is rather all to easy when you're not staring into the eyes of a friend holiding you accountable.
For Future Reference; take all the emotion in this blog's text, take the 2nd root, and perhaps you might be somewhere near the mark of the actual feeling.
If only life had an undo command. I'd control-Z back to last month.
P.S can't wait till monday. Nothing to do with school.
maybe the time was all wasted? But i had fun anyway.