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I am actually pretty good. I'm hanging out in the library with a short black and a carton of soy milk and like ten sociology textbooks, taking a superfluous break because I'm in reserve riiight next to a computer with interwebs and I had to check my email after three days of being away so heck, why not check it now?, I thought to myself. The obvious answer to that would be well no duh Bodhi, you've just returned a blessed fake long-weekend down the coast with beautiful nature and beautiful company, you were supposed to do a lot of study there because you didn't do much at all on the actual weekend, but you got carried away by the pleasantness of it all and rationalised that you're going away pretty soon, may as well enjoy the riches Australia has to offer while you can? THAT was your break so THIS one better be bloody brief, slacker! But no yes I'm a bit refreshed. I have an exam the day after tomorrow for a course I barely attended and a research essay two weeks overdue that I should also hand in by this week's end otherwise I will fail. These tasks are worth 40% each... I'm only doing 3 units; that's nearly a third of my total assessment mark. To be achieved and aced in two thrilling days. I'm excited!
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Dang yo! What can I say... I'm privileged and good looking? Not rly, I stole that line off a friend's t-shirt.
This is really weird actually, first time I've logged onto formspring in ages and I swear this question used to be something obscure about my favourite sporting personality or yadda yadda something I had no interest in answering at the time. Anyway, don't be negative! I'm actually really lovely. Also, it's conventionally spelt 'uppity', but language is fluid. -
Oh hey! I am charmed. Friendship is awesome, let's.
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EEEE I LOVE YOU
I have that amazing gluggy crush feeling in my throat and my head is a bit giddy and my eyes are tingling via this blog! !
...Hello I need to get out more
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Ha! Me too, I was real lonely for a while there. The good news is, graduation did not render me deaf and dumb so I guess you still can talk to me if you want?
Uni is swell-ish. No idea what I'm doing but I'll try and enjoy it anyway. -
A Halfpipe.
Sozlol. Humanity's desperation for an afterlife is cute, in its own pathetic way. But I started brainstorming a hypothetical magical lovely 'place' to retire to for eternal hang outs, and it was all utopian egalitarianism skinny-dipping and psychedelia and cupcakes and intellectual stimulation, but I got too caught up with the question of whether the lack of meaningful challenge in this perfect world would be boring, and then whether it's fucked up that my definition of 'meaningful challenge' requires potential negative consequences (as motivation?), and then whether whatever I daydream about today would be a sufficient 'heaven' for the unspecified time period I'm supposed to be designing it for (is heaven forever?), whether my desires would change, wondering how valid they are and why I want particular things, and then I'm like 'hmm if it's heaven can I just be ttly magic and improve it at will, or is that cheating?' and I may in fact be thinking about this too hard.
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The answer to the first part of that question is ttly complex and uncertain. Some would say, following the dominant cognitive-behavioural model, it would have something to do with latent core negative beliefs (see Aaron Beck) and attendant cognitive biases (overgeneralisation, selective attention, catastrophising, personalising, mistaking feelings for facts, etc). My maladaptive behaviour may result from interpretating my experience in a manner consistent with core negative beliefs.
(Guess who had an abnormal psych lecture today.)
Hem, and as for the Big Important Problems of The World which I assume you're referring to, I wouldn't say that we need to be negative about them. Negativity is not a good starting point for meaningful social/political action. Furthermore, clinical depression and interest in justice, the environment and equality are not mutually exclusive so fuck you. How's THAT for needless negativity?
#haven't checked my formspring in lyk 6 weeks
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Oh god. Um, Hemingway has strength and economy on his side eh, my gut feeling is that he'd stick it out longer Thomas, on the other hand... a jerk, yet I WANT him to win, the rake! They'd both be drunk though, so idk.
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Yeep! I'm studying arts, often lurking around Eastern Ave & Fisher, active in Vegesoc.
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I don't dance much anymore, except for in my dreams where I can do those over-the-shoulder flips like rock'n'roll swing dancers! I think this is a sign, changes will be made shortly.
Re: your excellent question, my favourite flowers generally are gypsophila, which are small and lovely and easy to weave into wild dancing hair! Lately I've had a yearning for sunflowers, but they are rather ungainly. Fortunately, when I was 5 or so my parents took me to a Buddhist fair in the city and bought me a glorious sunflower hairclip! Fortunately again, this is currently on loan to my unfathomably beautiful little sister-from-another-mister, who I'm sure wears it dancing ever single day. Also, I'd wear pink and yellow ones, and these exotic fuschia creatures I saw when last at the florists but temporarily have forgotten the name of. -
Goood counter-answer! You're on the ball, I bet I like you. Do I like you?
It's years of practice dear, in primary school we constructed elaborate rituals around R-P-S involving a pistol-duel-esque greeting and walk and... there was some sort of boy-kissing risk, I think. I had to be good! Chastityyy! -
Firstoffs: I believe it's pronounced, 'sciz-uhs-pay-puh-rOck!' Secondly, playing a best of fifty game leaves open the possibility of tie, presumin equal skillz and random chance and all that. But seeing as I am pretty masterful at S-P-R & could probably overcome that, we'll let it slide.
Right know I'm inclined to choose John Darnielle, because my heart's an autoclave and I want to wrap myself up in his poetry against this cold week, and he is funny so playing funny games with him would be fun. But I guess living rock stars aren't culturally accepted as Historical Figures quite yet, soo-
Artemesia Gentileschi for feminist art history research, except she terrifies me so... Simone de Beauvoir? She'd be good for a chat, except (full disclosure) I've still read hardly anything by her. Or, in honour of my interest in Chinese history, it would be pretty lols to play R-P-S with members of the Society of the Righteous and Harmonious Fists. But their revolution was total ridiculous bullshit. So no.
What was the question again? J.D. Salinger. -
You actually are a ridiculous stalker.
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Yeah, it's part of psychology! It's tricky as hell, but the lecture is a stoone fox. Srsly. Hot.
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It would be with the members of the USyd Vegetarian Society, next Thursday (20 May), at Govinda's in Darlinghurst (http://www.govindas.com.au/), and you-ou-ou are invited! Ask me about details later.
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Come closer, young grasshopper, and let me tell you a tale...
This morning, I went to yoga before uni. I put on my weird second-hand silk yoga pants that always pull comments, tied them right up and all that. After uni, I got coffee with a good friend of mine, and afterwards we strolled through the USyd quad. As we approached the intersection of the paths my pants just literally feel straight down. Cartoon-style. The drawstring had come loose somehow, and because it is increasingly wintery I was actually wearing two pairs of pants which degrades the humour value a little but still, it was completely absurd. I am completely absurd and inept. I'm also quite friendly! Ola! -
Hey, thank you there!
This is a nice moment to have on the internet: I usually let go and allow myself to be openly cripplingly insecure, safely screened by... a screen... BUT.
You know. I totally have my [good] moments.
I bet you do too.
& I hope whoever wrote this will join me for caffeine next week aye! Srsly my life has become a never-ending stream of coffee dates, it's not good for essay-ing but it is good for soul. -
Oh wow, I'm such a bad formspringer. Maybe my public should motivate me to reply within the month by, um, writing on my formspring more! (hint, hint. I feel unusually pliant tonight, oddly energetic considering I fell asleep into my neuroscience reading more than once today. But also in the realm of psychology, I was literally hooked up to a little polygraph that broadcast fuzzy noises representing the reactions of my autonomic nervous system! Awoo! That was pretty exciting, sitting there being asked awkward questions by my awkward tute, telling awkward lies. True story: polygraphs don't work!
In other news, I am kinda busy atm, so I can't run away and join the circus with you right exactly now. I'll think about it in the semester break though- at the very least, we will have parties that look like Kirchner paintings: http://www.e-artreplicas.com/Kirchner/Bareback%20Rider%20at%20the%20Circus.jpg
I have a pale rose pink tutu and I'ma dye my hair to match!
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