Archive: Blog: Old Personal

Opening the “Linguistic envelope”

This article is an open response to this article and its accompaning illustration (to be found later in this post). The article was found in “The Age” newspaper, issue 1/2/2009. Enjoy, kids.

To begin, I am generally more of a “Herald Sun” reader.  The age is generally too upper-crust for a inner-city teenage simpleton like myself.  When I am not busily pushing envelopes I do enjoy making fun of things. You could call it a hobby. A sick, mean, and yet hillarious hobby. Mr Mangan, please do not take this personally. Take this on behalf of your generation (and, to some degree – my generation for misleading you). Read more

Second rant: Sex in Videogames

OHHOLYBALLS! What have you done to me?!

So,  epic rant at  this article. Not about IT though, about the stupid things it reminds me of. Seriously guys (as a collective term) , from the perspective of a girl/semigamer/whatever, please consider this rant. Read more

First Rant: Religion and other stupid things… Like religion (part one)

I’ve been told before that I’m “Not a religious person, but most definitely a spiritual person”  before. In some respect, I consider that true. With that said, I also consider organised religion (though interesting for the most part) a very large hoax. But hey, if it works for you, I’m really glad. Seriously, if you believe in something, then keep going with it. You will just have to put up with this, for now.
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To begin our saga:

In the beginning, there was darkness. The good Lord came down and said LET THERE BE BLOG!
And, it was done. The Lord looked upon it and said “Aw, Shit. Not AGAIN!”

Daniel: You should get a blog
Me: Why? No one would read it.
Daniel: I’D read it.
Me: 1.  You  can see me any time, you can listen to my rants any time.
Daniel: I like your rants…
Me: 2. I have nothing to say.
*Daniel gives me a look, and I know what he means*
Me: OKAY, I have nothing WORTH saying.

And then it clicked. I have nothing worth saying, and so too, I joined the blogging universe.  Why else would a blog exist except for pictures of cuppycakes and/or rants? I OBVIOUSLY needed a blog. Why didn’t I ALREADY have a blog? I now yearned to talk to the world, but talk AT the world.

I have nothing clever to say. I have nothing witty to say. I occasionally make a pun. I can bake cupcakes, sometimes. I’m the exact thing the world doesn’t need. Another uniform blogger.

Hello world, it’s me, the child you left behind.
And so begins our long journey together, dear blog.
Nothing around but you, me, and everyone else.