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Do you remember along time ago when I started making this?


This was the itty bitty plan.

The lovely delightful colours I chose.

The first set of colours! Oh the memories.


Making BILLIONS of tiny little squares.  They almost grew as fast as the lucky baby who belongs to this blanket. (Nephew)

The checking of size.  I remember going ‘Ooh almost half a blankets worth of little square bits’


The absolute agony of joining all the little squares together.  Wanting to kill myself rather than sew all these little ends in and chop all the loose threads off.


Well I forgot to give you the big TA DA! I finished it blog post!

I finished it quite literally the day before (3rd Sept) the baby shower, which was the 4th of September. 

The creation of this lovely cuddly snuggly nightmare to assemble began on the 11th of June 2010.

The baby is likely to be born this week or the next, so now probably really is a good to to celebrate this accomplishment.

So here it is!

Now if only I could accomplish finishing my ESSAY ON CLEOPATRA before tomorrow!


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I was thinking.  (Somewhere someone who actually knows me, has just read that and laughed so hard a little bit of wee came out)

In all seriousness, now that I’ve a had a little bit of time to mature since high school.  I’m studying my butt off in some TAFE course to try and get into Uni as a mature age student – what do I actually want to go to Uni for.

At the beginning of the year when I made the decision to return to study, the goal was to be a primary school teacher.  I don’t know if that’s what I want to be.  I then decided maybe I could do a BA in English Literature, but what on earth would I do with that?  I’d most likely end up some cranky batty high school English teacher dealing with kids who hate me every day.

I still want to do the English Literature and maybe some language and linguistics too, mainly because that stuff is interesting to me.  I’d be expected to build a career from this wouldn’t I?  I LOATHE the word career.  It never sounds ENJOYABLE.

I’m not very career focused.  I do not dream of having a fabulous career.  I never have.  Why.  So.  Much.  Pressure? 

I suppose it would mean not being a checkout operator for ever, which is ridiculously unrewarding.  I’m pointing fingers at RUDE people here.  Don’t get me going, there is always an almost explosive rant building on that topic.

I remember the fantasy bookshop (like Meg Ryan’s in You’ve Got Mail)/coffee shop dream job from when I was 13.  Except in this fantasy I was also an awesome author/poet and all the cool people hung out in my book/coffee shop.  It was the trendiest place to be.  But really a little bookshop like that has no chance with massive chain stores around.

[Off topic for a second.  For example all the GREAT music stores in Wollongong are eventually going to close down since JB HIFI moved in, with their super bargain awesomeness.  This makes me sad, because I would go to JB HiFi like most people because their prices are freakin’ low.  How can awesome little guys compete with that?]

I really though I was past this ‘What do I really want to do’ BS.  This internal mental dilemma was so I HATE BEING A 16 YEAR OLD, shouldn’t I be different now at 24.  Aren’t I supposed to want to follow through with a crazy idea for once? 

Maybe I could do the Uni thing and be an editor.  Maybe I could work from home.  In my tracksuit pants and Ugg boots.  Take breaks when I feel like it.  Sit outside on my deck and work in the sun.  Does this job exist?  Can I invent this? 

Does anyone else have the brain implosions?  Because my brain goes through the I will I won’t I can do this I can’t do this BS on a regular basis.  It makes things ridiculously hard to stay motivated.  It makes me want to sleep in forever.  It makes me want to loll about in pyjamas and escape in fiction until the end of time.  Which of course would be so much easier.  Which brings to mind The Scientist by Coldplay lyrics…

Nobody said it was easy,
No one ever said it would be this hard
Oh, take me back to the start

Oh Just listen to it.  I love this song.  It’s so freakin’ unbelievably melancholy.

You’re probably feeling depressed after that one.  I know I am – but I’m a fan of the Epic Wallow sometimes. 

Now to cheer you up I suggest the following.  I think Darwin Deez is abso-frikkin-lutely adorable in a Napolean Dynamite way.

See you on the other side.  Excuse my while I continue thinking.

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I’ve been going to post all week and haven’t.  Finally I am , simply because my teacher unlike myself couldn’t be bothered coming today.  Lucky I was on time today.  Lucky I got here at 9am for my first class, which was as usual a total waste of time.

Thursday and Friday mornings consist of A subject called Contemporary Australian Society.  A subject that very much wastes a lot of my valuable time.  For this subject we sit in the library and work on our assignments.  I don’t know about you, but I can not work seriously when there are a thousand people traipsing around in front of me.  It is very distracting.

So after C.A.S ended my next scheduled class Human Rights which is supposed to start at 11am and finish at 1pm – has no teacher.  So another two hours wasted by waiting around.

When it reaches 1pm – I’m supposed to have lunch for half an hour.  Then from 1.30pm-3.30pm I sit around and wait until 3.30pm for my computing class to start.

Today is a waste of time.  Friday I hate you.

I especially hate you when I worked hard on an essay for Human Rights today, only to find the teacher not here.

I hate you when I can only use the TAFE computers and every single web page of interest is BLOCKED.  I can not access anything.

Home and Finn-Cat makes me happy.  Also helps that I got noodle box for dinner.

Ok, so now that I am home and over my hate filled day.  I have just realised today is the last day of April.  I’m going to do a little wrap up every month I’ve the books I’ve read from now on.  This month was not very good for reading, mainly because of the hospital thing and the being epically lazy thing.

Books read in April : 3
Authors Read : 3
The Time Travellers Wife – Audrey Niffenegger
Paper Towns – John Green
The Guernsey Literary Potato Peel Society – Mary Ann Shaffer
Number of Pages : 1166
Tears : Quite a few, definitely more than 9

Now for some Connections. (What a Pun!)

I am a little bit addicted right now to Dailybooth, you can follow me there if you like @RadioDarkness.  You might as well stalk me on Twitter if your that keen, which I doubt anyone is.  Here is a link anyway @RadioDarkness

Seven Awesome Things About This Week (excluding today)

1. I finished reading The Time Traveller’s Wife and I cried.

2. I then decided to watch the movie, I loathed Eric Bana’s accent in the beginning.  Then I forgot about it.  Then I cried again.

3. I did my Human Rights speech, it wasn’t amazing.  But at least I don’t have to do it again.

4. My friend from work had her baby.  Her and her fiancé named their little girl Maisie.

5. My new green cardigan.

6. Next week the new Sookie Stackhouse book ‘Death in The Family’ will be released.  It’s getting closer and closer until Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green arrives.  Yay, excitement for reading!

7. I got  a purple Hole Punch.  It is freakin’ awesome!

Well this doesn’t seem to be going anywhere else right now.

I’ll leave it here, and get back to it another day.

DFTBA peoples!

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So little time, to do absolutely anything at the moment.  I forgot how hardcore full time study is.  I’m starting to freak out and lose motivation.

I miss my alone time, I’m finding it hard dealing with the fact that I am surrounded by people EVERY day.  I want an alone day, so I can read and clean and potter around the yard in my PJs like a slob.

The closer winter gets the more I stop looking forward to getting out of bed in the morning.  I’m going to miss my wintery sleep ins.

So many assignments, I don’t know if I up to date with them all.

Anyway here is some sharing.

I had to write a review a couple of weeks back, for a film I watched in class.  The film is Ten Canoes.  The review will be underneath.

Ten Canoes, a film made in 2006 directed by (Netherlands born Australian) Rolf de Heer, is a film quite different from any other indigenous film as it does not portray aboriginals as victims of European invasion. Instead the film positively explores their culture and relationship to the land, with skilled storytelling and stunning cinematography. Considering the epic task presented, the film makers have successfully presented a film about aboriginal life and culture.

The film Ten Canoes is presented entirely in the native language of the Yolngu people, which naturally would seem a daunting task for any film maker not familiar with this language. However, the film makers of Ten Canoes have approached the language barrier with consideration to a predominantly western audience by using humour as a bridge between cultures. The film makers use colloquialisms such a ‘fart’ and ‘dick’ and have a stereotypical fat man who is addicted to honey. These two examples show that even an entirely different culture is not completely alien at all and that we can both laugh at the similar things.

The cinematography presents an endless and stunning visual backdrop for the nostalgic and humorous narration by veteran Australian actor David Gulpilil. He truly draws us in to a story of his culture and past which really does seem endless. This culture with is distinctive values and customs has lasted since the dream time and the narration of Gulpilil triumphantly establishes its continuity and survival in face of all the obstacles thrown at it.

Another vital factor in the success of the Ten Canoes is the soundscape. Not only have the film makers executed the capture of environmental sounds; they have expertly given the film a real and vibrant living texture. The use of music is eerily haunting and captures the mood surrounding the death of Ridjimiraril with a dignified intensity.

Some major themes in the screenplay are the cycle of life, the continuity of Aboriginal Culture and the need to follow the law. The film makers reach the audience on a spiritual level, referring to dream time belief. This is summed up perfectly in the following excerpts.

“I was looking like a little fish in my waterhole, then my father come near my waterhole. I ask him for my mother, I wanted to be born. My father pointed to one of his wives – that’s your mother he told me. I waited until the right time then I went, just like that, right into her vagina. Then my father had a dream. That dream made him know she had a little one inside her. The little one was me.

“When I die I will go back to my waterhole. I’ll be waiting there like a little fish waiting to be born again. You didn’t know all that did you?”

The actor Crusoe Kurddal’s (Ridjimiraril) performance, in conjunction with David Gulpilil’s narration during this intensely moving scene, is quite extraordinary. For me, this was a most deeply satisfying and poignant moment in the film due to the fact, that regardless of time and culture, we are all human and destined to die. We are all people. Different but the same.

The collaborative effort of Rolf de Heer and the people of Ramingining has successfully created a beautiful film. Then main tenet of the film is a simple story about ten men making traditional bark canoes to go out to the swamp to hunt gumang (magpie-goose eggs). However there is a subtly complex, rich moral tale of aboriginal culture and law amidst a convoluted plot filled with wrong love, jealousy, murder, payback and too many wives.

Since the film’s release it has brought laughter and joy to the community of Ramingining, filling them with pride.

That story is never finished that Ten Canoes story, it goes on forever because it is a true story of our people, it is the heart of the land and people and nature.’David Gulpilil

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So the last week or more I have been totally immersed in the land of New Super Mario Brothers.  I both LOVE and HATE this game.

So as a distraction from this game and TAFE and assignments which I should be working on, rather than procrastinating.  I actually read and finished a Jane Austen book.   From the opening page to the very end, with out skipping any bits, as much as I wanted too.

I read Persuasion.

Because I’m quite lazy these days, I’m going to paste my poorly written Goodreads review of it right here.

This book started really slowly – I understand the first few chapters are ‘establishing chapters’ but they are boring as hell.

After almost quitting, I ploughed through and actually enjoyed the rest of the book. It was a very slow burn type romance, but satisfying all the same.

This was probably the only Jane Austen book, in which I haven’t seen the screen adaptation first. Maybe that’s why I actually finished it, because unlike the others I did not know the ending.

Anne Elliot is probably one of the nicest characters I’ve ever read, I’d personally invite her over for a pot of tea and a biscuit any time. I love that she is not superficial and I love her consistency.

Poor Anne being persuaded rather poorly from a parental figure in the beginning, I’m glad it all worked out nicely in the end.

Good ol’ Captain Wentworth, almost as silly, luckily coming to his senses and realising his severe retardation and pride issues and resolving his estrangement to Anne and rekindling his little love fire.

So really I haven’t got a lot to report.

I passed my Biology exam.  It was to easy, I got the second highest mark in the class.  “)  I have not written my report on the boring experiment we did though.

I have finished one of my thematic essays on one of two texts having the same theme.  Blech!

I am yet to hand out my survey on reading for statistics.

I have not done my Human Rights assignment yet.  But I have started, I am doing age discrimination.  Focussing mostly on the Nana’s and Poppa’s who are required to work, but can not get jobs because employers don’t want to employ senior citizens.  Well let’s just say over 45’s, so not really senior citz.

I have not finished my other thingy and bla bla bla.

I have started watching season one of 30 Rock though.

I have also cleaned the shower.

I have organised my socks.

I have played more New Super Mario Bros. than necessary.

I think I am going to start another book entirely irrelevant to my education.

Did I tell you that it’s Autumn? I love Autumn, it’s not swelteringly uncomfortably hot and it’s a little chilly but not winter chilly yet.  I love it.  Can’t wait to watch the deciduous trees in the yard change colour.

Any recommendations of a good version of Persuasion to actually watch, now that I finished the book?

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