About Me
- Junaberry
- I'm a student from Australia who used to have a lot of time on her hands but doesn't have that much anymore. Now she has other stuff on her hands.
Sunday, October 14, 2012
Goody
This may very well be the sexiest man I have ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on: http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0328828/
That's it. I'm moving to the UK.
In case you haven't realized, my viewing of Chasing Liberty is going extremely well.
J
Tonight's Entertainment (She's All That, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days and The Wedding Date)
In honour of my newfound tradition (engaging in compious amounts of chick-flicking... And no, that is not a euphamism for masturbation), I have decided to embark on a new series for this blog entitled TONIGHT'S ENTERTAINMENT. A systematic review (har har) of whatever chick flicks I should so flick upon.
Now, for a short review of those I have watched recently...
SHE'S ALL THAT
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0160862/
After Helen's continual praise of this movie I gave it a go a couple of weeks ago. My rating? 3 stars. It was good. It could, in fact, be considered THE typical chick flick. "Ugly" chick (in reality, ridiculously gorgeous but wearing glasses and paint-splattered overalls) and "hot, popular" but morally down-the-road guy (Sir Freddy is not bad looking in the least but he has seen better times). Shenanigans ensue. This all being said, it was good but I've seen better.
My favourite part? When she's about to slag in her little brother's juice to get him out of bed then slurps it back in at the last minute. I love it when actors/actresses go all out for physical comedy (see: Amanda Bynes). It shows dedication to their art.
HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0251127/
I've seen this numerous times before. It's obviously a funny movie but when I was younger I probably didn't get half the jokes. I give it 2.5 stars. Not because it's a sub-par (or par given I gave it 2.5) movie at all. In fact, it's a good movie. Only that it doesn't meet my tastes specifically. Obvious, I tend to go for the "younger" movies with younger characters. Sure, Andy Anderson has all the sass (and bide) any girl could want but I couldn't relate to her as well as other female leads. Also, Matthew Mc? Hot in a rodeo style (or maybe that's just the influence of Magic Mike) but definitely not my type.
THE WEDDING DATE
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0372532/
This may be my favourite so far. Why, you ask?
1) Hooker as male lead.
2) Goodlooking male lead. Tall, dark and handsome. Just my type (not really, my type is anything remotely goodlooking).
3) Debra Fucking Messing. I love that sultry slut. Her lack of tits is an inspiration to millions of females around the world.
I give this movie 4 stars. Laughs and ample amounts of sexuality. Yes, it's like this movie was made for me.
Next on the list? http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0360139/
J
Now, for a short review of those I have watched recently...
SHE'S ALL THAT
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0160862/
After Helen's continual praise of this movie I gave it a go a couple of weeks ago. My rating? 3 stars. It was good. It could, in fact, be considered THE typical chick flick. "Ugly" chick (in reality, ridiculously gorgeous but wearing glasses and paint-splattered overalls) and "hot, popular" but morally down-the-road guy (Sir Freddy is not bad looking in the least but he has seen better times). Shenanigans ensue. This all being said, it was good but I've seen better.
My favourite part? When she's about to slag in her little brother's juice to get him out of bed then slurps it back in at the last minute. I love it when actors/actresses go all out for physical comedy (see: Amanda Bynes). It shows dedication to their art.
HOW TO LOSE A GUY IN 10 DAYS
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0251127/
I've seen this numerous times before. It's obviously a funny movie but when I was younger I probably didn't get half the jokes. I give it 2.5 stars. Not because it's a sub-par (or par given I gave it 2.5) movie at all. In fact, it's a good movie. Only that it doesn't meet my tastes specifically. Obvious, I tend to go for the "younger" movies with younger characters. Sure, Andy Anderson has all the sass (and bide) any girl could want but I couldn't relate to her as well as other female leads. Also, Matthew Mc? Hot in a rodeo style (or maybe that's just the influence of Magic Mike) but definitely not my type.
THE WEDDING DATE
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0372532/
This may be my favourite so far. Why, you ask?
1) Hooker as male lead.
2) Goodlooking male lead. Tall, dark and handsome. Just my type (not really, my type is anything remotely goodlooking).
3) Debra Fucking Messing. I love that sultry slut. Her lack of tits is an inspiration to millions of females around the world.
I give this movie 4 stars. Laughs and ample amounts of sexuality. Yes, it's like this movie was made for me.
Next on the list? http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0360139/
J
A New Tradition
I have started downloading/watching a new rom com/chick flick every weekend since two weeks ago. So far I have watched She's All That, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days and, just yesterday, The Wedding Date. Sure, they all follow extremely similar plotlines but fuck it if it's not one of the most relaxing activities in the world. Eye candy, angry sex, cock-teasing? What's not to like?
I went to the Wellbeing Synopsium last Thursday with Meggy. In terms of making friends... I mingled. Somewhat. I like to think I did. There was free food (pizza and sushi) so I can't complain on that front. I somehow managed to spill a sticky beverage all over myself but fuck it. I consolidated a friendship with a girl named Bee. I saw her multiple times that day and am feeling increasingly comfortable and confident around her. Unfortunately, one friend does not make a complete social circle.
Is it too late? I keep asking myself this and freaking myself out. Are med social groups already too well established to break into?
We went to celebrate mum's birthday at a Korean barbeque yesterday night. I am not that much of a meat-fan. I enjoy meat in moderation but I think I would rather become a vegetarian than have to eat meat with every meal. If you haven't been to a Korean barbeque, it's basically a meat-fest. It was a buffet thing. I tried to hold out because there was ICE-CREAM. Self-serve ice-cream. Just Bulla ice-cream (strawb, choc, vani) but I was still excited about it because it was SELF-SERVE ICE-CREAM.
Unfortunately, there was a 25% surcharge for excessive food wastage (it was an Asian buffet, after all) so I was forced to eat more meat than i wanted. Regardless, I indulged in not one but TWO bowls of ice-cream yesterday evening. The second bowl had coffee poured off in order to emulate THIS delicious treat: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affogato
It was freaking delicious.
I already have my Friendquest 2012 plot points plotted out for this week. It's about to get real. Caitlyn and I also discussed going speed dating last night. I was quite serious about it, not sure about her. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything like that at UWA but we'll see!
J
I went to the Wellbeing Synopsium last Thursday with Meggy. In terms of making friends... I mingled. Somewhat. I like to think I did. There was free food (pizza and sushi) so I can't complain on that front. I somehow managed to spill a sticky beverage all over myself but fuck it. I consolidated a friendship with a girl named Bee. I saw her multiple times that day and am feeling increasingly comfortable and confident around her. Unfortunately, one friend does not make a complete social circle.
Is it too late? I keep asking myself this and freaking myself out. Are med social groups already too well established to break into?
We went to celebrate mum's birthday at a Korean barbeque yesterday night. I am not that much of a meat-fan. I enjoy meat in moderation but I think I would rather become a vegetarian than have to eat meat with every meal. If you haven't been to a Korean barbeque, it's basically a meat-fest. It was a buffet thing. I tried to hold out because there was ICE-CREAM. Self-serve ice-cream. Just Bulla ice-cream (strawb, choc, vani) but I was still excited about it because it was SELF-SERVE ICE-CREAM.
Unfortunately, there was a 25% surcharge for excessive food wastage (it was an Asian buffet, after all) so I was forced to eat more meat than i wanted. Regardless, I indulged in not one but TWO bowls of ice-cream yesterday evening. The second bowl had coffee poured off in order to emulate THIS delicious treat: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Affogato
It was freaking delicious.
I already have my Friendquest 2012 plot points plotted out for this week. It's about to get real. Caitlyn and I also discussed going speed dating last night. I was quite serious about it, not sure about her. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything like that at UWA but we'll see!
J
Monday, October 8, 2012
Remission, Temporary
People keep pressuring me to update my blog more. I guess I should.
I had lunch with Laura and Travis today. Later, Helen popped in for a second (more on this). Then some guy named Oli. Then some girl named Rachael. Then some girl named Sarah.
Specifically, Helen requested a special mention. Here it is.
Ode to Helen
Oh Helen,
You wear a dress so well.
Those smooth bare arms,
And slender neck.
Your hugs, breasticles behind me,
Like a spring day,
With a summer ending.
I forget how much I love you,
Until I see you again.
And now. I met Oli. Previously, as you may remember, I "met" him as in I would be walking with one of my friends who knows him and they would talk and I would stand there awkwardly. Then there was the Reid Library incident involving eye-contact and awkwardly looking away. But we shan't dwell on that.
I pumped myself up prior to Oli's arrival with the help of Laura and Travis, my two Friendquest 2012 buddies. Some mild tachycardia helped me to gain momentum. He arrived. Laura said, "Here he is." I daren't look for fear of freaking myself out. A potential friend. Here he comes.
He sat. I said what I interpreted as a warm (and perceptible... previously, I have been too quiet and it has led to awkwardness), "Hi!" Yes, the exclamation mark is necessary to convey the warmth and feeling with which I delivered this salutation.
He sat. Laura, as we had previously agreed on, pronounced a simple, "Have you met Junaberry?" I said, "Yeah, I think we've met before!"
The team and I proceeded into some lively conversation. It was great.
I love having confidence and joy and spring in my step. At tomorrow's lecture, I plan on sitting with some strangers.
Earlier over sandwiches and chickpeas, Laura and Travis helped me prep for an interview I haven't got yet. See, I really want a summer job. I want to make bank and not waste my time lolling. Because lolling is for losers. I also think having some sort of retail job will help me become more comfortable with people. But first I need to actually get the job. And, to do that, I have to have some sort of interpersonal ability...
Later, during the FCP tutorial, I brainstormed answers to potential interview questions. Here they are (verbatim to what I wrote):
I love you all.
J
I had lunch with Laura and Travis today. Later, Helen popped in for a second (more on this). Then some guy named Oli. Then some girl named Rachael. Then some girl named Sarah.
Specifically, Helen requested a special mention. Here it is.
Ode to Helen
Oh Helen,
You wear a dress so well.
Those smooth bare arms,
And slender neck.
Your hugs, breasticles behind me,
Like a spring day,
With a summer ending.
I forget how much I love you,
Until I see you again.
And now. I met Oli. Previously, as you may remember, I "met" him as in I would be walking with one of my friends who knows him and they would talk and I would stand there awkwardly. Then there was the Reid Library incident involving eye-contact and awkwardly looking away. But we shan't dwell on that.
I pumped myself up prior to Oli's arrival with the help of Laura and Travis, my two Friendquest 2012 buddies. Some mild tachycardia helped me to gain momentum. He arrived. Laura said, "Here he is." I daren't look for fear of freaking myself out. A potential friend. Here he comes.
He sat. I said what I interpreted as a warm (and perceptible... previously, I have been too quiet and it has led to awkwardness), "Hi!" Yes, the exclamation mark is necessary to convey the warmth and feeling with which I delivered this salutation.
He sat. Laura, as we had previously agreed on, pronounced a simple, "Have you met Junaberry?" I said, "Yeah, I think we've met before!"
The team and I proceeded into some lively conversation. It was great.
I love having confidence and joy and spring in my step. At tomorrow's lecture, I plan on sitting with some strangers.
Earlier over sandwiches and chickpeas, Laura and Travis helped me prep for an interview I haven't got yet. See, I really want a summer job. I want to make bank and not waste my time lolling. Because lolling is for losers. I also think having some sort of retail job will help me become more comfortable with people. But first I need to actually get the job. And, to do that, I have to have some sort of interpersonal ability...
Later, during the FCP tutorial, I brainstormed answers to potential interview questions. Here they are (verbatim to what I wrote):
- Mother with child who wanted S & E homework help. Went to read up and help
- Group work, FCP notes
- BRB man complain, berated me
- Initiatve
- Helpful
- Library volunteer work, learning to deal with mundane shit
- FCP discussions
- Tuition --> girl concerned, helped discuss bridging courses and support, talked with parents
- Why? $ and improve interpersonal skills
- FCP clin skills, GP placement
- Kumon girl who never said thank you
- Filing even though no one wanted and just sat around
I love you all.
J
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Still Lamenting About UWC
Today, Bowen comes home. He was supposed to get home yesterday mid-afternoon but his flight from DC to LA was delayed so he missed his flight to Sydney. We will watch An Idiot Abroad when he comes home and I will berate him for inevitably not buying me snack cakes.
This week has been hard. But next week will be better. I want to get involved in life and do things. I want to join University Writers' Club (but I don't know how... Their meetings are at times I can't attend). I want to go to uni knowing I belong somewhere. I want to become good friends with new people and better friends with old people.
I really, really want to join UWC but I don't know how to make my timetable work...
J
This week has been hard. But next week will be better. I want to get involved in life and do things. I want to join University Writers' Club (but I don't know how... Their meetings are at times I can't attend). I want to go to uni knowing I belong somewhere. I want to become good friends with new people and better friends with old people.
I really, really want to join UWC but I don't know how to make my timetable work...
J
Friday, October 5, 2012
How To Be Horribly Antisocial
Or how to recover from it.
I don't remember being like this in year seven when I met most of my friends for the first time. Maybe it was because we were literally FORCED together and spent basically every waking moment with each other. Maybe it was our child-like naivete.
Regardless, I need to do something. I said I would. I was adamant about it last holidays. Nothing has really transpired. I thought about this all last night and got pretty upset. I've become someone I hate/am not happy with. I want to change this. That's not saying much though because I say this all the time. I want this time to be for real though. I look at my brother who has become majorly confident and social and I feel both hope and like time is running out for me.
This Thursday, Meg and I are going to this Wellbeing Synopsium at med campus. Hopefully, she and I will mingle.
I've had lunch the last couple of days with Big Michelle's friends. I really didn't want to. As in, I felt I was going to vomit. I forced myself to because, even though I said literally NOTHING (I just sat there, looking at people awkwardly), I figured it was best to force myself into uncomfortable situations to get over them quicker. So, I'm sorry to Big Michelle if I cramped her style or embarrassed her.
I like to think that today when I had lunch with them I spoke a couple more words. I think I did.
The issue is that I feel they're all out of my league. I don't know if I can comfortably be friends with these people. They're all too confident and smart and goodlooking. I miss the small fish. I probably need to make my own friends instead of clinging onto Big Michelle. Hence the Wellbeing Synopsium. Hopefully I'll get mingly with some cats from our year.
We'll see how it goes.
J
I don't remember being like this in year seven when I met most of my friends for the first time. Maybe it was because we were literally FORCED together and spent basically every waking moment with each other. Maybe it was our child-like naivete.
Regardless, I need to do something. I said I would. I was adamant about it last holidays. Nothing has really transpired. I thought about this all last night and got pretty upset. I've become someone I hate/am not happy with. I want to change this. That's not saying much though because I say this all the time. I want this time to be for real though. I look at my brother who has become majorly confident and social and I feel both hope and like time is running out for me.
This Thursday, Meg and I are going to this Wellbeing Synopsium at med campus. Hopefully, she and I will mingle.
I've had lunch the last couple of days with Big Michelle's friends. I really didn't want to. As in, I felt I was going to vomit. I forced myself to because, even though I said literally NOTHING (I just sat there, looking at people awkwardly), I figured it was best to force myself into uncomfortable situations to get over them quicker. So, I'm sorry to Big Michelle if I cramped her style or embarrassed her.
I like to think that today when I had lunch with them I spoke a couple more words. I think I did.
The issue is that I feel they're all out of my league. I don't know if I can comfortably be friends with these people. They're all too confident and smart and goodlooking. I miss the small fish. I probably need to make my own friends instead of clinging onto Big Michelle. Hence the Wellbeing Synopsium. Hopefully I'll get mingly with some cats from our year.
We'll see how it goes.
J
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Wedding Night
I have self-diagnosed with bipolar disease.
I am watching Downton Abbey.
I am watching SPECIFICALLY for wedding night scene between Matthew and Mary.
I may or may not report back later with details of said wedding night.
J
I am watching Downton Abbey.
I am watching SPECIFICALLY for wedding night scene between Matthew and Mary.
I may or may not report back later with details of said wedding night.
J
Must Love Dogs
Mother has been bugging me about being more social. She saw pictures from med dinner in the papers today and asked me if I knew about it and why I didn't go. I didn't really have an answer for her.
You know when you're mother is telling you to be more social then there's something wrong with you.
I feel like I'll never be that outgoing or social person. I'll never be confident around people or have a lot of friends. This being said, I want to have more friends and to be friendlier.
I have no idea where to start or if I even can.
J
You know when you're mother is telling you to be more social then there's something wrong with you.
I feel like I'll never be that outgoing or social person. I'll never be confident around people or have a lot of friends. This being said, I want to have more friends and to be friendlier.
I have no idea where to start or if I even can.
J
Jesus, Save Us (The Irony)
From Mitt Romney.
Supporter of raising age of social security but investing more in military weapons.
Ah, the work of a true Mormon.
J
Supporter of raising age of social security but investing more in military weapons.
Ah, the work of a true Mormon.
J
Monday, October 1, 2012
Another Week Gone
8.10am. I'm at uni. Again. It was nice while it lasted; lounging at home. Yes, studying, but open pantry all times of the day. Get up slightly later than usual, time to eat a leisurely breakfast and exercise.
Today is also a public holiday. Queen's birthday or something similarly inconsequential. I was the only one awake when I left home this morning. I felt a kind of loneliness as I ate my toast, staring blankly at Saturday's newspaper.
The drive to uni was absolutely serene. It was maybe the only time I've ever enjoyed driving. The streets were dead quiet, there were no cyclists blocking my way. It was nice.
I feel like my uni life and... the rest of my life are two separate entities. When I'm home, it's almost like uni doesn't exist. It's somewhere far away. I'm at home, I'm in my domain. It's been almost two years since I started uni and I don't really have an excuse for having no good uni friends anymore. I have gone further into my shell since uni started and it's not the way things are supposed to go.
I thought about going to med ball this year. I thought maybe it would be nice, a chance to get dressed up. The more I thought about it, the more I didn't want to go. I knew that, if I wanted, I could get a table to sit with. But I only saw myself sitting there awkwardly, trailing after people and lingering around anxiously during pres. While everyone else got up to dance, I would excuse myself to the bathroom and then find somewhere quiet to collect my thoughts and be alone, dreading if anyone should come out and see me like that.
I have a natural disposition towards the quiet, reserved life. I don't think this can be disputed. I also think that quiet, reserved people who love slothing around at home and being by themselves can still go out and have fun with others every now and then. Even Stephen Merchant, with his Great and Terrible Height and Googly Eyes, went to carnivale in Brazil and to Trafalgar Square on New Year's Eve and chats up girls on early morning trains as he returns home from an evening of debauchery.
I was thinking about this last night. I was wondering if I truly dislike these kind of social gatherings or is it because I feel awkward and out of place that I dislike them? And if I didn't feel awkward and out of place, I would love them?
In any case, watched Strike Back or whatever that shit is called (Strikeback?) last night with mother. It was her idea; she probably saw the ads on TV and was lured in by the goodlooking main characters. Two blokes. I'm pretty sure one of them played Leontes in Camelot but I can't be bothered checking. There was sex and tits and I was like, "Ooo...kayyyy..." and about to gtfo and then shit started getting real and Leontes ran and then leapt and then caught the bomb out of the air and I was very aroused and excited.
That's pretty much it for now. I will watch Straight Back again next week and report further on Leontes' Arms.
J
Today is also a public holiday. Queen's birthday or something similarly inconsequential. I was the only one awake when I left home this morning. I felt a kind of loneliness as I ate my toast, staring blankly at Saturday's newspaper.
The drive to uni was absolutely serene. It was maybe the only time I've ever enjoyed driving. The streets were dead quiet, there were no cyclists blocking my way. It was nice.
I feel like my uni life and... the rest of my life are two separate entities. When I'm home, it's almost like uni doesn't exist. It's somewhere far away. I'm at home, I'm in my domain. It's been almost two years since I started uni and I don't really have an excuse for having no good uni friends anymore. I have gone further into my shell since uni started and it's not the way things are supposed to go.
I thought about going to med ball this year. I thought maybe it would be nice, a chance to get dressed up. The more I thought about it, the more I didn't want to go. I knew that, if I wanted, I could get a table to sit with. But I only saw myself sitting there awkwardly, trailing after people and lingering around anxiously during pres. While everyone else got up to dance, I would excuse myself to the bathroom and then find somewhere quiet to collect my thoughts and be alone, dreading if anyone should come out and see me like that.
I have a natural disposition towards the quiet, reserved life. I don't think this can be disputed. I also think that quiet, reserved people who love slothing around at home and being by themselves can still go out and have fun with others every now and then. Even Stephen Merchant, with his Great and Terrible Height and Googly Eyes, went to carnivale in Brazil and to Trafalgar Square on New Year's Eve and chats up girls on early morning trains as he returns home from an evening of debauchery.
I was thinking about this last night. I was wondering if I truly dislike these kind of social gatherings or is it because I feel awkward and out of place that I dislike them? And if I didn't feel awkward and out of place, I would love them?
In any case, watched Strike Back or whatever that shit is called (Strikeback?) last night with mother. It was her idea; she probably saw the ads on TV and was lured in by the goodlooking main characters. Two blokes. I'm pretty sure one of them played Leontes in Camelot but I can't be bothered checking. There was sex and tits and I was like, "Ooo...kayyyy..." and about to gtfo and then shit started getting real and Leontes ran and then leapt and then caught the bomb out of the air and I was very aroused and excited.
That's pretty much it for now. I will watch Straight Back again next week and report further on Leontes' Arms.
J
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