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// September 20th, 2008 // No Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Fact. 90s music also makes you happy, although it might annoy the people around you… Meh.
Also, completely irrelevant, but I had to clear out my iPhone’s custom dictionary due to all the YARRing I did yesterday.

// September 19th, 2008 // No Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Talkin’ like a swashbuckler be fun, although I technically call myself a ninja. I`ve also put this through a swashbuckler translator, so hopefully ye`ll still be able t’ understand this.

// September 18th, 2008 // 2 Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Once again, I have nothing to blog about. Joy. So, taking a cue from Sophie, I decided to post random facts about myself, because I haven’t done that in a few years.

1. I last did this whole ‘random facts about yourself’ thing when I was 13.
2. I sort of seek approval from people. No matter how hard you kid yourself that you don’t care what people think of you, deep deep deep down, you DO care. I hate being like that, because approval is worthless.
3. I’m stuck in the ’90s. This sounds stupid, but I believe that 10 years ago, the world was a brighter and better place. I hate most people of my age, with their crappy little trends, bitching and arrogance.
4. Contradicting the fact above about hating arrogance from people of my age, what gets me through the day is the belief that I am better than most of them – I know, it sounds really horrible written down. So, in later life, whilst they’re trapped in horrible jobs and going out smoking weed and getting wasted, I’ll actually be doing something significant with my life. That’s what gets me through the day… Only a few more years, and then I can laugh in their faces.
5. I couldn’t care less about popular music, or music my so-called friends like (which sucks, by the way). If I like the sound of it, I’ll listen to it.
6. I don’t understand why people don’t spell properly if they don’t have a valid reason not to… Ooh, double negative!
7. I don’t think people that I know in real life know anything about me, even the people I’ve known for years and years…
8. I end up lying to save my own skin a lot of the time.
9. I have quite a strained relationship with people outside of my immediate family (my grandma and my mum). Words cannot describe my hate for them, to be honest.
10. Most of these facts are negative, because I’m a very pessimistic person.
11. I really hate talking about myself. I know I own a blog and stuff, but in reality, it just seems egoistic, you know, to be going ‘I, I, I’ all the time… Which is why writing these facts was unbelievably hard (Sophie’s original post had 21 facts about herself; I could only stomach 11).

// September 17th, 2008 // 1 Comment » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Sorry, too excited to say much today. SQUEE! Now, I’ve got to wait for everything to sync before I can play with my shiny new toy… Hmmm, that sounds rather dodgy, now that you think about it.

// September 16th, 2008 // No Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

I’ve had this tab open for several hours now, not knowing what to write. I don’t want to be one of those bloggers who ends up going through the whole motions of their day, until you get so bored that you can’t see the end. :g_sleeping:

So, a few hours later, I still don’t know what to write. I find it easier to write novels and essays, when there’s a fixed format. With essays, I have to write about a particular topic, and can go on for pages about the littlest detail. Also, when I write novels, I’m in my own little dreamworld, with characters who have to be nice to me or I’ll kill them off.

Here? It’s completely different. Blogging can be about anything and everything, and there lies the difficulty. I just don’t feel interesting enough.

// September 15th, 2008 // 2 Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Whilst in class and talking about the different viewpoints of people analysing the poem “Maude Clare” by Christina Rossetti, I realised that although we could discuss how a feminist and a historian viewed the poem differently, Rick Astley’s viewpoint was another matter entirely. My annotations were soon filled with song lyrics… Oops!

I don’t think Christina Rossetti would be too impressed with me, but the original poem can be viewed here.

Maude Clare was no stranger to love
Lord Thomas knew the rules and still he lied
A full commitment’s what she was thinking of
She wouldn’t get this from any other guy

She just wanted to tell him how jilted she was feeling
Gotta make Nell understand

Lord Thomas gave her up
Lord Thomas let her down
Lord Thomas ran around and deserted her
Lord Thomas made her cry
Lord Thomas said goodbye
Lord Thomas told a lie and hurt her

They had known each other for so long
Her heart was aching but she was too shy to say it
Inside they both knew what’s been going on
They knew the game and they were gonna play it

And if Nell asks her how she’s feeling
Don’t tell her you’re too blind to see

Lord Thomas gave her up
Lord Thomas let her down
Lord Thomas ran around and deserted her
Lord Thomas made her cry
Lord Thomas said goodbye
Lord Thomas told a lie and hurt her

Gave her up, gave her up
Gave her up, gave her up
Lord Thomas gave her up
Gave her up, gave her up
Lord Thomas gave her up
Gave her up, gave her up

She just wanted to tell him how jilted she was feeling
Gotta make Nell understand

Lord Thomas gave her up
Lord Thomas let her down
Lord Thomas ran around and deserted her
Lord Thomas made her cry
Lord Thomas said goodbye
Lord Thomas told a lie and hurt her

Lord Thomas gave her up
Lord Thomas let her down
Lord Thomas ran around and deserted her
Lord Thomas made her cry
Lord Thomas said goodbye
Lord Thomas told a lie and hurt her

Lord Thomas gave her up
Lord Thomas let her down
Lord Thomas ran around and deserted her
Lord Thomas made her cry
Lord Thomas said goodbye
Lord Thomas told a lie and hurt her

// September 14th, 2008 // 5 Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, Plurk, September 2008, Social Networking

This post should really be titled, “Things I’ve found that irritate me on Plurk,” but I digress. It’s really been a learning curve these last few weeks, learning good and bad plurkiquette / petiquette / pletiquette / I-can’t-be-bothered-to-make-up-a-word-that’s-about-Plurk-etiquette.

Plurk. The good, the bad, and the Shrek-style ugly…

Please note that if I singled out one of your plurks as an example of ‘bad Plurking etiquette’, I’m not trying to be mean. It’s just one of the things that I find really annoying/one of the plurks my anonymous researcher came across. However, if you do feel offended by anything in this post, feel free to block me/remove me from your friends list/write several plurks about what a mean bitch I am. If you’re that sort of a person, I wouldn’t want you in my friends list anyway.

Before we start, you should know that I like to keep my timeline interesting. Whether that involves getting song lyrics stuck into my head,sharing cool food combinations or repeatedly posting bad jokes, I’m all for it.

What I find irritating is people using Plurk as a replacement for IM. I find Plurk is a cross between a chatroom and a message board, but it doesn’t mean it has to be a place to act like you’re mid-conversation with people, and someone will care if you vanish. Neither is it your mental action planner. [@Copyrite's and @loquacious's words, because I was going to say something a lot more explicit.] :s_dance:

Here’s the deal. I don’t give a damn if you ‘BRB’, ‘BBL’ or ‘G2G’. If you’re going to vanish, at least do it in an interesting manner, and give details of where you’re going, or why. No, I don’t want to stalk you, but surely this plurk makes you want to reply more than this, this, this, this or this?
Also, while we’re at it, unless you’re gonna give us a webcam show of it, nobody wants to know you’re in the shower. -.- [Once again, @loquacious's words.]

If you are close enough to someone to care about when they come and go, there’s software for this sort of thing. It’s called MSN/AIM/YIM/IRC/Jabber/Google Talk/etc. You could also separate people the people who actually care out into cliques and private plurk them.

Learn how to use these options, instead of spamming up my timeline.

I’ve also learnt is that some teen plurkers can be really irritating. I know I wrote a blog post on Why Age Shouldn’t Matter a while ago, and I know I’m generalising now and completely contradicting everything I said in that blog post, but how can I (and other people) not, when we meet such idiots on the web? I see why people are reluctant to be friends with people of my age, because sadly, most of us are still immature dicks.

Some of the people I’ve ‘met’ – and you’ll know who you are – seem incapable of typing a sentence without tildes. Yeah, once in a while is OK, but would it kill to put a full stop? Can you not type the word ‘drama’ without it turning into ‘dramz ~’?
They also have this strange lovefest going on with things that they own/make. Whenever someone posts something that they’ve made, and ask for opinions, whatever they’ve made will never be 100% perfect. No one can do that. Instead of being given constructive criticsm, however, their plurks turn into an “OMGz, this is awesome!” and an “I love this so so so so so much!” thing.
When I, or another person, don’t say “this is amazing”, and actually give some suggestions as to how it could be improved, we get attacked, until I cease to care in the end. I know what I do isn’t perfect, and I’d love the chance to be able to improve. In the long run, I won’t learn with people blatantly lying to me about how good something is. These people rally around and attack someone who may have a different opinion to them, and it’s just disgustingly childish.

@loquacious would also like to add that another major annoyance about plurkers that gets her is the fact that some find it absolutely necessary to post lolcat pictures (not including the official icanhazcheeseburger account), xkcd and Kris Wilson comics, because, yanno, we couldn’t possibly ever type in the URL and check it out ourselves, could we? No, absolutely not. For God’s sake people, just stop spamming up our timelines with images we could see for ourselves if we wanted to, okay? It’s also a good idea to read a plurk properly before responding, because if you don’t, you end up looking stupid.

Last of all, what would a Plurk learning/ranting post be without a comment about karma? Some care about it, some don’t. For those that do care, however, please stop doing your stupid little karma maintenance plurks. Karma only goes down every 12 hours now anyway, so your plurks are pointless.

Before I go, please remember that I still love Plurk. It’s just some people that are making it hard for me to enjoy it as much as I used to. :s_annoyed:

// September 13th, 2008 // No Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Running round and round and round the park near my house? Fine, if not tiring.
Walking 5km to run some errands straight afterwards? AAARGH.

Oh, and I got some pasta for ¬¨¬£2.50 today. Pretty good for NaBloPoMo’s ‘$5 Lunch’ challenge.

Why is this blog so short today? Well, it’s already 11:55pm, and if I don’t blog in the next 5 minutes, I’ll fail NaBloPoMo. All I’ve been doing is running and plurking today… Not really a good mix.

// September 12th, 2008 // 1 Comment » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

One of my pet peeves on the Tube is flash photography. I have many pet peeves, including standing on the wrong side of the escalator, putting feet on seats, etc. To put it bluntly, I hate almost all commuters (and tourists who can’t seem to control themselves just because they’re in a different city).

There are many reasons why flash photography is banned on the Underground, including safety and possibly the fact that it’s irritating as hell.
I don’t want to get on a train and have several flashes go off in my face whilst people pout and take pictures of themselves.
“Wow, I’m so interesting! I took a picture of myself on A TRAIN. I’m such a rebel!”

I heard this announcement from a very pissed off driver on my train today.

Please remember that flash photography is not permitted on any part of the London Underground. London Underground drivers have to work in very dark tunnels. Thank you for blinding me.

I think that says it all, really.

// September 11th, 2008 // No Comments » // Challenges, NaBloPoMo, September 2008

Laziness means I’m not finishing drafts of the decent posts I’ve written for this blog. I’ve been microblogging instead, because it’s much easier. I can update people on my day in under 140 characters, whereas blogging takes much, much longer. I’m one of those people who has a dominant Inner Editor, so anything I write is constantly scrutinised and corrected. With blogging, I’ve actually got to put some effort into it! Sadly, I don’t think Plurk counts as ‘my blog’. Today, I’m struggling to think of things to write about again.

Well, that technically isn’t true, but I don’t want to write about what happened 7 years ago. The controversy surrounding it is still fresh, and talking about it just inflames it further.