Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
I think everybody has this one period in their life between teenage and adulthood where you freak out and realise that you have absolutely no idea what is supposed to happen next. Mine came in 2007.
I think once you get over it you've grown and whether you like it or not, you know yourself better than you ever could when you were blissfully oblivious - you know that you are both internally resilient and crushingly fragile at the same time, and you know that there's nothing wrong with that.
It means you're human.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Where the Wild Thing are comes out soon and I'm pretty freakin syked, not only is this one of my favourite children's picture books ever but the screenplay was written by Dave Eggers, my second favourite author ever. Looks like a bit of a hit or miss though...
think I'll cry if it's not good.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Let the collecting commence!
(P.S. Yes I'm a freak who enjoys making lists, analysing children's literature and, of course, collecting.)
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Still fricking syked!
Hurry up September 22nd
Saturday, August 1, 2009
So I’ve just started my second semester of Uni and it’s mainly made up of core courses that pretty much contain ‘how to write a resume’ and ‘what is globalisation?’ but my sub-major is Children’s Literature, and although I have no idea where It’s going (my course doesn’t exactly tie in) I’ve really been enjoying it. I’m now contemplating switching to an education course and maybe one day becoming a Children’s Librarian.
Uni isn’t really what I expected it to be, the work can be hard but fulfilling and my campus is fine, but I guess I thought the people would be more open-minded, mature and creative. It’s still so much better than highschool but my point is that no matter where you go there are always the popular kids who wear way too much bronzer, only care about planning their weekend and have their parents pay their way through an education they do not care the slightest about. For example, there’s this goth girl in one of my lectures who finds it imperative to wear a headband with cat ears attached every single day. I admit she is pretty fricking weird but If she’s not annoying you, or even talking to you, then there’s no fucking reason to snigger loud enough for her to audibly hear when she stands up to talk in-front of the class.Ok so that kinda turned into a negative rant but my point is that I’ve finally realised there’s nowhere in public where you can escape these kinds of ass-holes, not even if it’s supposedly the most open-minded, creative institution in the world. There will always be those types of mainstream, beauty-obsessed people, and the sooner you tune them out the more peaceful and meaningful your life will be.