The best damn intro scene American cinematography has ever seen. I also like that I can get my beauty and skin maintenance tips at the same time:
The thing about alcohol drying your face out makes me laugh every single time.
J
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.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
I Love a Good Blog
Holy crap. Bloglovin' is amazing. How have I survived reading my 100+ daily blogs for all this time without it? My bookmarks bar is literally full of folders and subfolders full of blogs and sublogs. This makes is so much easier and is conducive to even more procrastination. Just in time for exams! I can even scroll through top fashion/food/fitness blogs (yeah, I went there) through Bloglovin' to find ones that catch my interest. This is so fantastic.
I ALWAYS WONDERED HOW PEOPLE WERE ABLE TO READ BLOGS SO EFFICIENTLY. Now I know. I'm the worst blogger ever.
J
I ALWAYS WONDERED HOW PEOPLE WERE ABLE TO READ BLOGS SO EFFICIENTLY. Now I know. I'm the worst blogger ever.
J
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Taylor Swift - "The Story Of Us"
Holy shit. So flawless. That enunciation. It's off the hook.
Why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how... One day, Taylor, we will be together again. Come back to Perth after this tour.
And I will be as creepy as I can (not unlike this blog post).
J
Why are we pretending this is nothing? I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how... One day, Taylor, we will be together again. Come back to Perth after this tour.
And I will be as creepy as I can (not unlike this blog post).
J
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
Taylor Swift - "Teardrops on my Guitar"
1:42. I came. Then again and again as it kept playing.
I'm starting to be slightly devastated that I can't go see her live again at the end of this year (next year?). This performance is honestly so lovely. This is possibly the best live performance she has ever done. She sounds so good when she actually sings country and not that We Are Never Ever crap.
I feel she is more comfortable and confident with the country (yeah, I alliterated) and that's when she experiments and goes for notes she wouldn't with her newer songs. I hate it when she goes for "big notes" in songs like I Knew You Were Trouble because it sounds so artificial and unnatural, like it's thrown in there because there needs to be one big note in every song. But when she sings country and goes for the notes, it adds actual emotion and feeling and meaning to the song.
Further evidence:
I'm such a turd. Sometimes I listen to her sing live and I'm literally in tears. I'll be sitting in front of my computer, listening, with my chin resting in my hand and having tears roll down my cheeks.
These new acoustic performances are so hauntingly beautiful. Her voice is so full of emotion and purity. It's fucking outstanding.
J
I'm starting to be slightly devastated that I can't go see her live again at the end of this year (next year?). This performance is honestly so lovely. This is possibly the best live performance she has ever done. She sounds so good when she actually sings country and not that We Are Never Ever crap.
I feel she is more comfortable and confident with the country (yeah, I alliterated) and that's when she experiments and goes for notes she wouldn't with her newer songs. I hate it when she goes for "big notes" in songs like I Knew You Were Trouble because it sounds so artificial and unnatural, like it's thrown in there because there needs to be one big note in every song. But when she sings country and goes for the notes, it adds actual emotion and feeling and meaning to the song.
Further evidence:
I'm such a turd. Sometimes I listen to her sing live and I'm literally in tears. I'll be sitting in front of my computer, listening, with my chin resting in my hand and having tears roll down my cheeks.
These new acoustic performances are so hauntingly beautiful. Her voice is so full of emotion and purity. It's fucking outstanding.
J
Hurr
Rocked up to my FCP tute with drenched, post-wash hair again this morning. Aw yis. I style so hard that I don't know what to do with myself sometimes.
In high school, I used to regularly go to school with wet hair from my shower. I didn't really see a problem with it whilst people like Rachael would come with perfectly coiffed do's. It didn't occur to me that my wet hair might be somehow unacceptable or unattractive until a lot lot later.
J
Bloaty (It's a Word)
Finally got the pay that was owed to me from over a month ago. In fact, well over a month ago. I'm pretty sure they overpaid me too but whatever. I feel the emotional and mental stress/turmoil that has resulted from me chasing up the $100+ they owed me is worth the extra $50 they (accidentally) gave me. I will take it.
I had a wonderful day today (for the most part) except for and due to (at the same time) the copious amounts of unhealthy food I consumed. I will now itemize my meals from today:
Breakfast:
Are you seeing that? I felt so bloated and disgusting (but mostly guilty) when I came home that I made myself do a quick workout. I wanted to go for a run (which is more sweaty and exhausting therefore more conducive to a therapeutic effect) but I'm trying to rest my leg for a while while it heals. I never thought I'd be one of those people that felt shit because they couldn't go for a run (back when I was running with Little Mishelle, I used to praise Allah when it would rain in the morning therefore giving us a legitimate reason to not go) but I don't want my stamina to decline and have to start all over again.
I saw my sweet UWA Kiddos today, many of whom I haven't seen for a long time. I hung out with Big Michelle in the afternoon (which is something I get to do less and less these days). It was good. I have to go shower now.
J
I had a wonderful day today (for the most part) except for and due to (at the same time) the copious amounts of unhealthy food I consumed. I will now itemize my meals from today:
Breakfast:
- Banana porridge
- 1x Tim Tam
- 1x triple choc cookie
- 1.5x caramel slice
- 7x wedges with sour cream and sweet chilli sauce
- 1x mini chocolate cupcake
- 2x nachos
- 1x banana cake
Are you seeing that? I felt so bloated and disgusting (but mostly guilty) when I came home that I made myself do a quick workout. I wanted to go for a run (which is more sweaty and exhausting therefore more conducive to a therapeutic effect) but I'm trying to rest my leg for a while while it heals. I never thought I'd be one of those people that felt shit because they couldn't go for a run (back when I was running with Little Mishelle, I used to praise Allah when it would rain in the morning therefore giving us a legitimate reason to not go) but I don't want my stamina to decline and have to start all over again.
I saw my sweet UWA Kiddos today, many of whom I haven't seen for a long time. I hung out with Big Michelle in the afternoon (which is something I get to do less and less these days). It was good. I have to go shower now.
J
Monday, May 27, 2013
Hav(a) Piece of Toast
It's beginning to look increasingly unlikely that I'll ever get around to that cool blog post I mentioned like a week ago.
That's pretty much all I wanted to say. I'm back here just reaffirming the fact that the number of times I post a day increases exponentially during exam period.
Class party tomorrow! I'm going to hit up Woolworths soon and get something chocolatey and cookalicious to bring. Because I'm too lazy/have no time to bake. I studied all day today after my injurious run this morning. I'm going to do today's lectures tonight. It's disgusting. Old Junaberry would be disgusted with this behaviour (literally, studying all day) as she is a great advocate for nighttime relaxation after a day of study. Not an option right now. I'm 80% of the way to panic zone.
That being said, I also wasted a lot of time thinking about R. And thinking about what I'm going to buy for tomorrow's class party. And eating toast. I had three pieces of toast today. Is that too much? I just love toast and bread a lot. I don't think anyone will ever be able to meet my passion for carbohydrates. I literally have dreams about them.
Speaking of dreams, I had a dream the other night that involved me marrying a Jewish man. We danced to Hava Nagila and there were bagels. I also had to take Hebrew lessons before the wedding. It was worth it. At the end, all of my new Jewish family members gave me a big hug and it was exquisite. What the fuck is wrong with me?
J
That's pretty much all I wanted to say. I'm back here just reaffirming the fact that the number of times I post a day increases exponentially during exam period.
Class party tomorrow! I'm going to hit up Woolworths soon and get something chocolatey and cookalicious to bring. Because I'm too lazy/have no time to bake. I studied all day today after my injurious run this morning. I'm going to do today's lectures tonight. It's disgusting. Old Junaberry would be disgusted with this behaviour (literally, studying all day) as she is a great advocate for nighttime relaxation after a day of study. Not an option right now. I'm 80% of the way to panic zone.
That being said, I also wasted a lot of time thinking about R. And thinking about what I'm going to buy for tomorrow's class party. And eating toast. I had three pieces of toast today. Is that too much? I just love toast and bread a lot. I don't think anyone will ever be able to meet my passion for carbohydrates. I literally have dreams about them.
Speaking of dreams, I had a dream the other night that involved me marrying a Jewish man. We danced to Hava Nagila and there were bagels. I also had to take Hebrew lessons before the wedding. It was worth it. At the end, all of my new Jewish family members gave me a big hug and it was exquisite. What the fuck is wrong with me?
J
Hello World
The concept of exercise is so bizarre. You are literally causing yourself pain. If you're not in pain, you're not doing it right. It's ridiculous.
An intelligent thought for you to consider...
Also, Heli Simpson is my medical idol. We all know who Heli Simpson is, right?
According to Wikipedia, she is a doctor now. She is amazingly smart, participated in all sorts of braniac kids' competitions when she was younger and has one of the coolest pasts in the world (excuse me, Veronica diAngelo is the best thing that ever happened to Pine Hollow).
I am contemplating going to Melbourne and somehow injuring myself so she can doctor me.
J
An intelligent thought for you to consider...
Also, Heli Simpson is my medical idol. We all know who Heli Simpson is, right?
According to Wikipedia, she is a doctor now. She is amazingly smart, participated in all sorts of braniac kids' competitions when she was younger and has one of the coolest pasts in the world (excuse me, Veronica diAngelo is the best thing that ever happened to Pine Hollow).
I am contemplating going to Melbourne and somehow injuring myself so she can doctor me.
J
Paramore - "I Caught Myself"
Damn, Paramore. I'm still into you:
Also, I'm pretty sure I just gave myself shin splints. I fit the classic symptoms perfectly. This is actually a serious diagnosis. My previous diagnoses about early-onset dementia and bipolar and what have you were partially jokes. I'm being legit about the shin splints.
J
Also, I'm pretty sure I just gave myself shin splints. I fit the classic symptoms perfectly. This is actually a serious diagnosis. My previous diagnoses about early-onset dementia and bipolar and what have you were partially jokes. I'm being legit about the shin splints.
J
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Ob?Gyn
You should all be concerned that I get the majority of my medical knowledge from Wikipedia. Fear for your future children (should I decide to become an Ob/Gyn or pediatrician or GP and you decide to send your offspring to me).
Speaking of becoming an Ob/Gyn, is it weird that I'm actually thinking of becoming one? Except the Ob part (I do not like babies/pregnant women). This idea came to me because I was watching a Ross Kemp documentary on rape and genocide and other really pleasant stuff in some part of Africa (honestly, I cannot remember. I am ignorant as well so it's probably Rwanda or somewhere. I just avoid associating Rwanda with genocide because then everyone will be all, "ALL YOU KNOW IS RWANDA." Well, yeah. All I know is Rwanda. What am I even saying?).
Ross was visiting this isolated hospital/clinic in Some Part of Africa and talking to the main doctor/founder of the hospital. The doctor was describing how the majority of his patients were little kids and babies who were raped. He used the phrase "their insides are just exploded." It just killed me. I kept thinking of how these little babies, not old enough to understand what was happening to them, were being horrifically and violently raped, their internal organs literally being torn apart.
And suddenly the idea of being an Ob/Gyn came to me and I had this picture of going to this isolated clinic and helping repair tiny babys' exploded insides.
Obviously, this is unlikely to happen because I'm not brave enough and tend to take the safer route. But it was a thought of mine. I'd like to help people who really, really need it. Enough of this suburban GP shit, helping kids with colds and old people with ingrown toenails. I'm not saying they don't deserve help or don't need it but the stark comparison to people out there in other countries who are literally dying and suffering pain that makes ingrown toenails look like stroking a fluffy bunny is jarring.
J
Speaking of becoming an Ob/Gyn, is it weird that I'm actually thinking of becoming one? Except the Ob part (I do not like babies/pregnant women). This idea came to me because I was watching a Ross Kemp documentary on rape and genocide and other really pleasant stuff in some part of Africa (honestly, I cannot remember. I am ignorant as well so it's probably Rwanda or somewhere. I just avoid associating Rwanda with genocide because then everyone will be all, "ALL YOU KNOW IS RWANDA." Well, yeah. All I know is Rwanda. What am I even saying?).
Ross was visiting this isolated hospital/clinic in Some Part of Africa and talking to the main doctor/founder of the hospital. The doctor was describing how the majority of his patients were little kids and babies who were raped. He used the phrase "their insides are just exploded." It just killed me. I kept thinking of how these little babies, not old enough to understand what was happening to them, were being horrifically and violently raped, their internal organs literally being torn apart.
And suddenly the idea of being an Ob/Gyn came to me and I had this picture of going to this isolated clinic and helping repair tiny babys' exploded insides.
Obviously, this is unlikely to happen because I'm not brave enough and tend to take the safer route. But it was a thought of mine. I'd like to help people who really, really need it. Enough of this suburban GP shit, helping kids with colds and old people with ingrown toenails. I'm not saying they don't deserve help or don't need it but the stark comparison to people out there in other countries who are literally dying and suffering pain that makes ingrown toenails look like stroking a fluffy bunny is jarring.
J
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