Song Shuffle

Ah, this should be interesting. Basically, I have to put my iPod on shuffle and write the first ten songs that play. This is what I got:

Teenage Dirtbag - Wheatus

The Great Escape- Boys Like Girls

No Truck- Kate Miller-Heidke

For A Pessimist I'm Pretty Optimistic- Paramore

It's Too Late (Ride On)- Evermore

Capital M-E- Taking Back Sunday

Dinosaur- Kisschasy

It's All Your Fault- P!nk

Heads I Win, Tails You Kiss Me- The Monster Goes Rawrr!

Don't You Dare- For Our Hero

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

How Important I Think Education Is (A Nerd's Perspective)

If you ask me this question, I am likely to respond with the word "very". I know school isn't everyone's cup of tea, so to speak, and some people just do better working than they ever would at school. Which is fine; when you're working, you're still learning. You're learning a specific set of skills that apply to what you're doing as opposed to the general academic stuff that you may not use, depending on what you actually want to do with your life.

Being the nerd that I am and taking on an extra workload through the university and another school, it's pretty obvious that I like school. For the most part. I think that a lot of what you learn at school is important- you may not use quadratic equations or the PEEL structure in your every day life, but when you get to senior, education becomes really important- while the way of teaching something is not necessarily relevant for the rest of your life, I think there is a skill that they are actually teaching you.

That made no sense, so I will clarify.

I, for one, am sick of learning the PEEL structure. If you don't know that yet, it's the formula for writing the body paragraphs of an essay: Point, Evidence, Explain, Link. Maybe your school has a different acronym, or maybe that just got you an A. Who knows. Anyhow, that's been pretty much done to death over the past few weeks for me. In English and Legal Studies it's been drummed into us, and I know I'm not the only one who's sick of it. I also know that there are a whole bunch of people who sit there doing their homework like this:

I think that while PEEL itself is not relevant in any way, shape or form beyond school, however with it is a skill that is. Communication. You need communication skills all the time- how else are you supposed to write a resume?!

The same goes for other subjects. Maths teaches you problem solving. Even though understanding linear functions won't necessarily affect the rest of your life depending on what you actually choose to do, it's problem solving skills. Ever had a look at the worded questions- the big, scary ones- in your text book? Something about comparing this salary to this one and seeing which pays better? Or which admission price is cheaper? That kind of thing is handy.

Anyway, I've had enough of talking about school and education as my brain is now on holidays. And so, I am about to go and eat something and watch some kind of movie.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

What I Ate Today

This is going to be very very insanely boring; feel free to disregard it all as waffle.

For breakfast, I had scrambled eggs and a cup of tea. My favourite.

On my lunch break, I had hot chips from KFC and a bottle of Sunkist. Yum.

For dinner I ate corn chowder, I think. Afterwards, I had a piece of cookies n cream cheesecake. It was left over from my sister's birthday; it was her birthday cake.

Yes, that was boring, but that is literally all I have to say. I really do not care about food at all.

The end.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Five Pet Peeves

There are a number of things that irritate me about humanity in general. However, I have so discerningly selected the five utmost terrible ones for your own enjoyment.

1. People telling me what to do. As a number of my friends have discovered, I am very much my own person and do not, as a general rule, succumb to peer pressure. I do not mind sitting alone in a public space and writing my little heart out, as I am doing now, or choosing not to get wasted at such-and-such's party on the weekend. Because I most likely wasn't invited in the first place, not that I could care less. If someone tries to force me to do something I do not wish to do on my own terms, there is bound to be a problem. Like a time with a dear friend of mine. I was curious about someone, and this dear girl tried to make me get a phone number. And I don't mean the friendly encouragement- that's fine, if it helps you to be a better person. For example if someone's telling you that you should stop being such a horrible person to those close to you. I mean, it was the loud, if-you-don't-do-it-then-I-will-for-you-like-it-or-not. And so I yelled, and she realised the hard way that I did not wish to make any kind of move before I was good and ready, perhaps never. So, if you want to make me very angry, do that.

2. People who cannot spell to save their lives. There is a time and place for text slang. Well, in my opinion, there is none at all. I do not use it, nor can I understand it when other people use it. I am well aware that this is just one of my oddities; one of the things that makes me somewhat of an outcast among 90% of my peers. The other 10% are those who understand the basic conventions of the English language and do not tYpe LyK DI$ all the dang time. Honestly people, if you live in Australia, generally, you would speak English fluently. You should understand that a dollar sign does not substitute for an 'S' in a spelling test, and that your teachers would downgrade your work if you were to randomly place capital letters throughout a sentence. It's all over Wattpad too. Accidentally entering a piece of fan fiction and reading on in horror through the trainwreck story- a plot line which ends after two chapters, afterward ending in waffle. Incorrect spelling and don't even get me started on the grammar. Simple sentence structure is in no way rocket science. CONTINUE LEARNING ENGLISH IF IT IS YOUR FIRST LANGUAGE SO THAT PEOPLE LIKE ME DO NOT HAVE TO ATTEMPT TO INTERPRET YOUR WORTHLESS DRIVEL.

3. The charming quality of not knowing when to just shut up. I am aware that I have possessed this serious, life-threatening condition at certain points during the past fifteen years of my life- often more recently than I would like to admit- and I would like to take this moment to formally, publicly and genuinely apologise for my inconsiderate ramblings that you really just did not care about. I have dealt with this lately and OHMYGOD if it were perfectly legal, right and just to kill people, there would be a lot less people in the world. If you cannot take a hint that someone is becoming severely angered, hurt, upset and/or just generally has a murderous glint in their eyes while you are saying something that is highly unnecessary- you are showing symptoms of first degree stupidity which could be potentially life threatening. Therefore, it is best for you to just shut up and never speak again unless you can learn this delicate art of reading basic body language. Unless you wish to be smacked in the face by a shovel or stabbed by a fork. In that case, go ahead.

4. People who do not pull their weight in a team. Admit it, as soon as you read that, you thought of a certain person who you wish to endure the same pain and torture you went through in carrying their lazy selves through a laborious task, such as a school assignment. This is the very reason why I utterly loathe and detest sport- most of that is in a team- and why I moan and groan and barely resist the urge to cry when I hear a teacher say the dreaded words: "you will be working in pairs/groups for this assignment." I am aware that to a certain degree this is merely my loner-by-nature attitude shining through. I know that most people, when they hear that sentence, cheer and pair up with their best buddy. I, however, as I am sure many other people also have, have encountered many lazy individuals who either do not understand or just could not be bothered doing any work. Because in being forced to engage in a group activity- which is difficult for me anyway, as I feel very out of place when groups are being chosen and I am usually the last selected- I often end up having to carry the work load as the other person/people's pack mule. No. No no no. This is wrong on so many levels. Just because I am a "nerd" as labelled by many people I have had the displeasure of encountering in my life, does not simply give you the ability to take advantage of my academic determination and coast through on marks I have earned. And so it is for this reason that whenever my marks suffer do to the efforts (or lack thereof, I will correctly say) of a such a person, I have no problem complaining to a teacher about them in order to save myself. Perhaps this is another reason that I am not so desirable as a group member.

5. People who think they are superior to every other human being on the planet. I do realise that the entirety of this post was dedicated to whinging about the lack of brain activity in some people I know, however I will be the first to admit that I am flawed also. I am messy and judgmental and tend to speak before I think, often hurting someone else's ego in the process. Or break their hearts. So yes, I am flawed. I may whinge and whine about people a hell of a lot, but I know that at the end of the day, they're still people just like me. Well, no one's quite like me; that would probably be an insult to a number of people; but we're the same species. No one is so entirely beneath you that they're not worthy of a chance to prove themselves. Just because someone's unique and happy with who they are does not mean that they're damaged, stupid or that they will never find love. You may be thinking that that's ridiculous and common sense, but I've had those exact terms directed at me many times in my short life thus far, and I know that no one deserves outright disrespect from anyone. I'm not saying you have to all hold hands and join in a great big circle of love with everyone you see. I'm not even saying you have to like everyone. Feel free to hate someone if you so wish. But don't set out to intentionally hurt anyone or ruin their lives. Because that makes you a hell of a lot worse than you think they are.

I'm gone. Goodbye!

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

My Views On Mainstream Music

Two heaped tablespoons of boy bands, a sprinkle of remix and just a dash of rap. Mix to your desired taste. 

Isn't that all mainstream music is these days?

I know that any tweenie reading this will want my head on a stick for saying I do not like One Direction, nor will I ever, but I'm going to say it anyway. They're a group of young guys who can, apparently, sing. So what? Haven't we seen that same thing with *NSYNC and the Backstreet Boys? Do Westlife and Hanson ring bells for anyone?

You'd forgotten about them, hadn't you? 

Boy bands like that are everywhere, from the Jackson 5 to now Big Time Rush and One Direction. They're all over the internet- Twitter, Tumblr, Facebook- everywhere- TV and magazines. One after the other. With every season of talent shows, there's always a boy band set out to be the "next big thing." After their ten minutes of fame, they're gone- washed up like their predecessors. I mean, does anyone even listen to Justin Bieber anymore?

Don't get me wrong- some of them are okay. I don't mind Big Time Rush every so often, and I can say that I know the lyrics to a few Allstar Weekend songs. However, my point is that they're no different from the others before and after them. There is nothing that sets them apart from every other boy band that every tweenage girl has ever wished to marry. There aren't any I can think of off the top of my head that actually play their own instruments or write their own songs. Feel free to add a comment if you can think of any.

And then there's the rest of mainstream music. The section that isn't boy bands seems to be an individual artist with a song loaded to the brim with fake instruments and drum machines; synthesizers and auto tune. And of course, the rapper. Rihanna featuring Eminem. Justin Bieber featuring Usher. Everyone featuring Pitbull. I've heard enough of this kind of music to have the opinion that pop music of late is all one and the same. There's a set formula in place that seems to be the recipe for success. 

And then, when the style of the moment changes, these bands are stuck in their patterns, and most times, if they try to change their style in a desperate attempt to style popular, fans wail that it's not the same, and they're forgotten about. On occasion, there's one or two out of the lot that manage to make a comeback. However the majority wind up on Where-Are-They-Now shows. 

Maybe it's just me. Maybe these bands actually have some talent and are diverse. Maybe there's a reason people so desperately want to be like them. Perhaps I'm just the minority that believes music is about originality and creativity; about expressing and doing what you love not for popularity, but because it's something you love. Sure, the songs are catchy and easy to find yourself singing along to, but are they really all they're cracked up to be?

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Things I Want To Say To An Ex

Dear Ex-Boyfriends,

Where do I begin?

-I laughed at your jokes when they weren't funny; I pretended you were smart, and I spent way too much time with you. But really, you're boring, you have no sense of ambition and don't have much to say about anything. Back then, I didn't mind, but now, I have no idea what I was thinking. You stabbed me in the back, and now you won't leave me alone. We cannot be friends anymore. I hope you understand...Please. Go. Away.

-I knew you were lying, but I pretended I believed you so I didn't get hurt. At least you had some kind of personality, even if it wasn't all that great. It hurt less when you lied to my face than when you went and lied about me to my friend. Did you really think I wouldn't find out? We don't talk anymore, and I'm glad...let's keep it that way.

Essentially, you both suck, and you're not all that good looking so stop being so stuck up.

Actually, I don't know how that post was even worth my time.

That is all.

Goodbye and good riddance.

(And I know it's not in the post, but I'm going to do it anyway to bleach my brain from remembering):

Dear Boyfriend,

These are the reasons I love you:

-You're everything they're not. You have the same sense of humour I do, and you know the ways to my heart without even having to read it.

-You tease me in a nice way that makes me laugh, or hang up on you to get you back.

-You can tell exactly how I'm feeling from the word hello, and you'll help me no matter what.

-You act crazy, and it's impossible not to smile every time I think of you.

-You have the most amazing voice/laugh I have ever heard.

-You're a very good looking human.

-We connect in some way that I can't even explain.

-You're really clever and smart.

-You're good at computery stuff and you help me when I have no idea what I'm doing. And you're the world's best designer as I see it.

-You play piano!

-You don't like sport. Thank god.

-I don't feel like a complete shorty next to you. But you're still a bit taller. Maybe.

-You're honest with me. I couldn't appreciate that more.

-You're perfectEST. Pretty sure I now win.

-You still talk to me, even when I'm grumpy.

"Always I wanna be with you and make believe with you and live in harmony, harmony, oh love.."

We might be far away, but we're getting through it. We're strong enough for this to work because we are us. We are meant to be together, and we will be. I just know it.

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo

Bullet Your Entire Day

Sunday was the most exciting day of my generally boring life, plus I started this post then, so that's when I'm going to bullet this. Enjoy.


7.00am- rudely awakened by my alarm clock. Realised I'd meant to set it for work not school. Change time and go back to sleep.

9.00am- wake up at the right time, get dressed for work and the concert- Simple Plan's Get Your Heart On tour with We The Kings and The Never Ever.

9.30am- Mum made me breakfast because she's one of the top mothers in the state- it was very very tasty.

10.00am- leave for work; get caught in traffic on the way because it was rainy.

10.30am- start working.

1.00pm- have lunch, which consisted of a Vegemite sandwich and a jam drop.

1.30pm- back to work.

2.00pm- begin to fangirl to myself about the fact that the gig is in four hours.

3.30pm- sweep the floor, still fangirling.

4.00pm- mad dash to the car, keen for the concert in TWO HOURS!

4.30pm- eat a hotdog which my top mother in the state made for me.

5.00pm- ensure I look like a human so I don't have "My Alien" dedicated to the girl up the back.

5.30pm- go over to PJ's, drop my phone, run back to pick it up, continue on my way and drive to the venue.

6.00pm- get into line- luckily we were at the front!

6.30pm- manage to get tomato sauce on my shirt *slow applause*

7.00pm- finally in!

I do not know any times after this, because I was too busy having fun to check my watch. First up were The Never Ever who were so amazingly amazing...their set list was as follows:

• At Sixes and Sevens
• Love's Got Me Tipsy
• Breathe
• Drop Dead Guilty
• Hey Kt

I am very, very proud to say that I could sing along to every word. Here's Hey Kt for those of you that couldn't make it:

Although it ended too soon in my humble opinion, next up were We The Kings. Despite PJ's fear that Travis Clark had cut off his mane of red hair, when they came onstage, it was all still there. They dove straight into the music, talking throughout it and OHMYGOD if you think Travis sounds amazing recorded- it's just as good live, trust me, as well as a sense of humour and a ton of charm. Their set list?

• She Takes Me High
• Skyway Avenue
• What You Do To Me
• Secret Valentine
• We'll Be A Dream
• Say You Like Me
• Every Single Dollar
• Check Yes, Juliet

And of course, afterwards, on came the band I have adored since they were in New York Minute when I was eight (Yes I watched that. I have it on DVD. Don't judge me!)- Simple Plan. The lights dimmed; a bunch of screaming humans. Including me. Lights flashing; glaring out into the crowd when they walked onstage..OHMYGOD.

The set list? Here:

• Shut Up!
• Can't Keep My Hands Off You
• Jump
• When I'm Gone
• You Suck At Love
• Addicted
• Jet Lag (which they sang with Christina Perri)
• Astronaut
• This Song Saved My Life (my favourite song)
• Summer Paradise (in which there were a bazillion beach balls bouncing around the room, and the band was joined onstage by a shirtless Travis Clark...not hard to imagine the reaction of the girls in the room)
• I'd Do Anything
• The Worst Day Ever
• When I'm With You
• My Alien
• You Don't Mean Anything
• God Must Hate Me
• Loser Of The Year
• Welcome To My Life
• Crazy
• Perfect
• I'm Just A Kid

11.00pm- get back in the car and drive to Macca's; get fries and a raspberry slushy- those things are the best!

11.30pm- arrive back at PJ's; get ready for bed

12.00am- climb into bed and fall asleep.

THE END.

The night was absolutely amazing and beautiful and perfect and I cannot seem to comprehend the fact that it's now been and gone.. how can it be?!

Anyhow; I'm off...

Sayonara, fellow ninjas!! xoxo