Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Links Almighty!

This is one of the funniest videos I've seen in a while.

See more funny videos at CollegeHumor


CollegeHumor, I think, is fast becoming one of the best websites for producing good comedy on the Internet. The rest of the site may be more male-orientated with the running frat-boy theme amongst the articles and the pictures, but I'm particularly enamored by their original videos. It's a combination of having good writers, decent enough means of production ie. sound/video editing, photogenic crew (seriously, there is no unattractive person working there) and buckloads of creativity. Most of the people working there end up creating such fantastic on-line personas that I get curious enough to start finding more information by means of stalking them on their blogs and Flickr account. Thank goodness that most of them have utilized the powers of Web 2.0 that their company banks upon.

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In unrelated news, visit Faildogs.com.



Proving that cats aren't the only animal in the animal kingdom who bring the massive FAILs.

Oh.

More, you say?








Although that last one doesn't actually have anything to do with the dog.

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In even more unrelated news, I really like Mondays and Wednesdays because in the mornings, this really adorable guy from one of the meat shops at Victoria Market comes by to get coffee for his shop. Before I knew he existed, his elder brother came in, and even then I was already slightly perving. Since he looks almost exactly like his brother, it's much easier on my conscience to ogle at said guy. Oh, and he gives the most spastic winks. Whenever I greet him, he says hi and winks, and I have to stifle a smirk. He probably thinks I have a weird-ass cheek-biting condition that prevents me from meeting his eyes. But he's seriously spastic! His whole face contorts and I think both eyes actually close when the supposed wink happen but that just simply adds to his level of adorability. Naturally. Gotta love cute guys with spastic winks at 6 am in the morning.

Sunday, May 04, 2008

Incoherency

- A weekend with the family at Queensland just isn't enough. My family is one of those disgustingly Brady-like family with weekends scheduled for 'family time'. And rage against it I may have once, but my stance changed after realizing that acting like an idiot negates my right of making fun of other (worser) idiots. This past weekend at Surfer's Paradise also marks the first time the 5 of us have been away together since 2003 with no possibility for a recurrence in the near future. Hence with the added momentum of the weekend away, it was especially hard to walk away from the embrace of the doofuses + Mum that make up the Wongs. Still, the world turns on its axis, and life moves on.


- I'm not prone to grand hyperbolic statements. So when I say that I believe Surfer's Paradise to be the arsehole of the universe, it probably is.

And yeah, it really, totally is.


- Over the weekend, I read this book below.

The book started out really well, laying out the historical evidence of cannibalism throughout the centuries. Covering most of the different historical periods from the early Egyptians to the current century, the different reasonings behind the act of consuming the flesh was examined. But then in choosing to devote the majority of the book to profiling different cannibals, the tone of the book went from BBC-History-Channel documentary to schlocky E!-True-Hollywood-Story exposé . The similarities between the psyche of these cannibals was very informative to the reader, however the in depth, and we're talking 'the-thighs-and-calves-make-for-the-best-meat' kind-of-depths detail, of the murders and actual consumption was a bit much to take. I suppose at the end of the day, that was partly why I bought the book anyway. I mean, one doesn't pick up a book titled 'Eat Thy Neighbour' expecting a story about Care Bears with the disposition of Elmo, right? I did feel really queasy after finishing the book, more queasy than I felt after watching movies of the supposed torture porn genre. But then I ended the night eating raw salmon fish, so there's that.

- This book I also read over the weekend.

I had been meaning to read the book after experiencing the massively insane fandom, so it was with much excitement that I started the book. Going into it, all I knew that it involved a love story between a human and a vampire who meet at high school. Before starting it, I gleaned off the paper that in the Top Five Best-Selling Australian Sci-Fi/Fantasy, this book and its consequent sequels scored #1, #4 and number #5 respectively. Which, frankly, is both ridiculous and spectacular enough to warrant disbelief and curiosity. I wanted to know what the hype was all about and why the people on the LiveJournal community I frequent applied the massive
sparkle effects in posts. And oh boy is the reveal friggin' hilarious and so worth the read. Can I just admit right now that I am hopelessly addicted to ONTD?

Anyway, the book as a whole makes for an entertaining read. Personally, I have found another to be more superior when it comes to the Young Adult fantasy/romance fiction genre that Stephanie Meyers based her book upon. And I think the comparisons between Harry Potter and this book is completely unfounded, especially with the existence of the Night World series. Twilight was great at the start as the tension between the two protagonists build, but past the reveal and the common understanding, the story moves toward the kind of fluff that serves to whet the emotions and fire of dedicated fans. It's all dreamy prose of everlasting love, wants, needs and haves that defies reason. Which, you know, isn't bad, but pales in comparison to the other author my allegiance lies with, because she at least doesn't let the story degenerate into fluffy fanfiction.

- I sound really obsessive about Night World but that probably is because I am.

- If I could go back to Twilight for a bit though; after completing the book, I'm not sure that it will translate well to the film medium. There are only so many things CGI can do, but if and when the SPARKLE happens (sniggers), the film could potentially degenerate into one long LOL-lercoaster ride. I suppose I'm only expressing this issue because ONTD has ruined me.

- I've had the startling realization that James McAvoy is in fact, a Scottish version of Diego Luna! Or perhaps, Diego Luna a Mexican version of McAvoy? The point is besides both actors bearing a resemblance to each other, both are also incredibly talented and are slowly getting the limelight they deserve. They both have a very alluring appeal that isn't immediately obvious at first glance. And superficially, what they lack in height, they make up for in hotness. You heard it here first!

Thursday, April 24, 2008

S-M-R-T

Is it worser to know what you want to do with your life or haven't the foggiest idea at all?

I imagine a lot of people would say the latter. I have found that people, especially young adults in their early 20s, are often rather envious of those who have a general direction of how their life would like to turn out. And when I say general, I don't mean, "Work for the man, eat, shit, maybe have sex a couple of times then die."

I mean, "Work for X Company". Or "start up my own company". Or even "get married by X and pop out a kid by X". These kind of guidelines that we run our lives by, ever charging towards attaining the goal is what I mean when I say direction. Unlike the panic attacks that go hand in hand with the latter group, this group knows what they want and (I assume) will work hard towards achieving it.

Personally, I belong in the first group. To put it plainly, I've got a five year plan worked out in my head. The timeline isn't set in stone, but it's safe to say I know what I want to achieve in the near future. Sounds great, right? I suppose on paper it does. I'm pretty sure a representative in the other camp would ask me to sit the fuck down and shut up while they panic about their life choices. Honestly though, it's scary as hell knowing what you want. Equally as scary not knowing, I'm willing to bet.

When you don't know what you want, all your cards, the might-bes, the will-bes, the would-have-beens, are all laid out for you. It's a matter of selecting a couple and narrowing it down to one. You don't stand to lose anything because your choices are still open. On the other hand, you've got everything to lose when you have a plan.

If you fall along the way, BAM, it's 'where the hell did I go wrong?'. If for some reason outside your control you don't get what you want, BAM, it's 'what if I did things differently?. But worst, if you put all your energy and effort and power in succeeding and you still fail, it's, BAM, disappointment of the most bitter 'holy fuck, what do I do know' kind. You're back to square one but with the added knowledge that you've failed before. Taking the building blocks one at a time won't be as easy this time round cause you're going to be second guessing yourself every way through and every big decision will be filled with doublethink (not of the Orwellian kind), trepadition and fear.

Deep down we're all afraid, man. All our actions are a reaction to that innate sense of fear we're all afflicted with.
That fear manifests itself throughout our life from epic decisions to minute ones. We work because we fear poverty. We have pets because we fear loneliness. We (attempt to) live our lives to the fullest because we fear that when death comes for us, we'll reflect on the life we've led and go, "If only". But then I'm getting off tangent. Let's go back to the original point.

I can't say who has the bigger claim on that fear. It's not my place and well, I'm sure not there are some people reading this going, "Karen, you just ripped off Donnie Darko's love-fear Lifeline idea", which coincidentally, is a movie I absolutely detest for the simple reason that it's honestly a crap script sold as an existential-like take on mortality sold to the hipper-than-MTV niche of our generation while Gary Jule's 'Mad World' wraps up the trite package. Although I guess if there was anything good that came out of that whole junk was that Lifeline idea and Maggie Gyllenhaal. But then I'm getting off tangent again. Let's retrace our steps yet again.

Like Donnie says, "Everything can't be lumped into two categories. That's too simple." Which I accept and understand and actually agree with. It is rather simple, but then I've always said life is actually a lot simpler than what we make of it. Whether you agree, disagree or feel nothing about this post, it's okay. Just remember that this is one inconsequential word vomit of just one of billions of blogs on the Interwebs.

I'll end with this; beware the next person who tells me I'm so lucky I know what I want to do with my life for I will ask him/her to sit the fuck down and shut up.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Breaking the bank.

I just spend close to $500 on polaroid film from eBay.
I recently bought three CDs.
And I still need to buy new batteries for my CD player.
I bought a film camera just last month.
To use the film that I bought from New Zealand at the start of the year.

Would that I could get over my infatuation with lo-fi technology. Maybe that money can be funneled towards better opportunities.

However, I have very strongly embraced the ordering-food-online movement.

'Sup, Dominos?

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Bolded = truths

It's like updating, but without the typing and thinking of new stuff to write about!

Appearance
I am shorter than 5'4".
I think I'm ugly sometimes. - is that egotistical not bolding that? (I've got a lot of self-confidence.)
I have many scars.
I tan easily.
I wish my hair was a different color.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
I have a tattoo.
I am self-conscious about my appearance.
I have/had braces.
I wear glasses.
I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.
I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.
I have more than 2 piercings.
I have piercings in places besides my ears. - had/going to.
I have freckles.

Family/Home Life
I've sworn at my parents.
I've run away from home.
I've been kicked out of the house.
My biological parents are together.
I have a sibling less than one year old.
I want to have kids someday.
I've had children.
I've lost a child.

School/Work
I'm in school.
I have a job.
I've fallen asleep at work/school.
I almost always do my homework.
I've missed a week or more of school.
I've been on the Honor Roll.
Within the last 2 years I failed more than 1 class.
I've stolen something from my job.
I've been fired.
I've skipped school.

Embarrassment
I've slipped out a "lol" in a spoken conversation.
Disney movies still make me cry.
I've peed from laughing.
I've snorted while laughing.
I've laughed so hard I've cried.
I've glued my hand to something.
I've had my pants rip in public.

Traveling
I've driven over 200 miles in one day.
I've been on a plane.
I've been to Canada.
I've been to Mexico.
I've been to Niagara Falls.
I've been to Japan.
I've Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.
I've been to Europe.
I've been to Africa.

Experiences
I've gotten lost in my city.
I've seen a shooting star.
I've wished on a shooting star.
I've seen a meteor shower.
I've gone out in public in my pajamas.
I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator.
I've kicked a guy where it hurts.
I've been to a casino.
I've been skydiving.
I've been an abuse victim. - by the hands of one manager from Maccas, hell yeah
I've gone skinny dipping.
I've played spin the bottle.
I've drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.
I've crashed a car.
I've been skiing.
I've been in a play.
I've met someone in person from the internet.
I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.
I've seen the Northern Lights.
I've sat on a roof top at night.
I've played chicken.
I've played a prank on someone.
I've ridden in a taxi.
I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.
I've eaten sushi.
I've been snowboarding.

Relationships
I'm single.
I'm in a relationship.
I'm engaged.
I'm married.
I've had someone cheat on me.
I've gone on a blind date.
I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.
I miss someone right now.
I have a fear of commitment.
I have a fear of abandonment.
I've cheated in a relationship.
I've gotten divorced.
I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.
I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.
I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.
I've kept something from a past relationship.

Sexuality
I've had a crush on someone of the same sex.
I've had a crush on a teacher.
I love to flirt.
I've been kissed in the rain.
I've hugged a stranger.

Honesty/Crime
I am a terrible liar.
I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.
I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.
I've snuck out of my house.
I have lied to my parents about where I am.
I am keeping a secret from the world.
I've cheated while playing a game.
I've cheated on a test.
I've run a red light.
I've been suspended from school.
I've witnessed a crime.
I've been in a fist fight.
I've been arrested.
I've shoplifted.

Drugs/Alcohol
I've consumed alcohol.
I regularly drink.
I've passed out from drinking.
I have passed out drunk at least once in the past 6 months.
I've smoked weed.
I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.
I'm a stoner.
I've snorted cocaine.
I've eaten shrooms.
I've popped E.
I've done hard drugs.
I have cough drops when I'm not sick.
I can't swallow pills.
I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.
I have been diagnosed with clinical depression.
I shut others out when I'm depressed.
I take anti-depressants.
I'm anorexic or bulimic.
I've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.
I'm addicted to self harm.
I've woken up crying.
I've cried myself to sleep.
I see a therapist.

Death and Suicide
I'm afraid of dying.
I hate funerals.
I've seen someone dying.
Someone close to me has attempted suicide.
Someone close to me has committed suicide.
I've attempted suicide.
I've written a eulogy for myself

Materialism
I own over 5 rap CDs.
I own an iPod or MP3 player.
I have an unhealthy obsession with anime/manga.
I own multiple designer purses, costing over $100 a piece.
I own something from Hot Topic.
I own something from Pac Sun.
I collect comic books.
I own something from The Gap.
I own something I got on e-bay.
I own something from Abercrombie.

Political/Social Attitudes
In general, I don't like people.
I'm a feminist.
I'm outgoing.
I listen to political music.
I'm Democratic.
I'm Republican.
I'm liberal.
I don't like Bush because he is dumb.
I don't like Bush with my own reasons to back it up.
I am for Bush.
I'm religious.
I dress fairly modestly.
My attitude is, "If you've got it, flaunt it."

Random
I can sing well.
I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.
I open up to others easily.
I watch the news.
I don't kill bugs.
I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.
I curse regularly.
I sing in the shower.
I am a morning person.
I paid for my cell phone ring tone.
I'm a snob about grammar.
I am a sports fanatic.
I twirl my hair.
I have "x"s in my screen name.
I love being neat.
I love Spam.
I've copied more than 30 CD's in a day.
I bake well.
My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red or blue.
I would wear pajamas to school.
I like Martha Stewart.
I know how to shoot a gun.
I am in love with love.
I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.
I laugh at my own jokes.
I eat fast food weekly.
I believe in ghosts.
I am online 24/7, even as an away message.
I've not turned anything in and still got an A in a certain class.
I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.
I am really ticklish.
I love white chocolate.
I bite my nails.
I play video games.
I'm good at remembering faces.
I'm good at remembering names.
I'm good at remembering dates.
I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

Short recap

It started with me completing my tutorial readings for a debate that I have to prepare for next week.

Then I trawled the Interwebs for further information. "Control yourself" was the mantra in my head as I logged online.

It went smoothly at first. I found a lot of articles that could help my case in the debate. I was feeling good about everything. I decided to take a break and oh, what a mistake it was!

On LiveJournal, I exchanged comments with a friend about Mac-wankerists (verdict: the bane of modern society) and mobile phones.

I felt compelled to hit up CNet to check up the specs of the Hip Top 2/Sidekick 2 that my inner thirteen year old wants to own.

And then got sidetracked reading about the Creative Zen Stone Plus With Speakers, which by the way is the actual name for the new MP3 player with in-built speakers, if that wasn't obvious enough.

Which made me realize how I was obsessed with the Samsung YP-K5 last year. That and the Microsoft Zune were the only MP3 players I'd be interested in purchasing then. Course we all know how Zune fared, so my interest died a lot.

Next, just to satisfy my curiosity, I went to good ol' eBay to suss out the prices of the Creative and Samsung MP3 players. And whatdayaknow, they're both actually in my price range!

So now, I end the night wondering where that control went and if I really will be fulfilling a long-time desire and obsession. As I attempt to sleep later, I will reflect on my addiction to eBay and ponder on it's ramifications. If I have my way, in a week, Death Cab will play from built-in speakers while I chew on those pesky thoughts.

Friday, March 21, 2008

And then there were three.

Faust: Love of the Damned is now the third movie I've turned off in my adventures in cinema-land. The first two are here. The movie is quite possibly the worst graphic novel/comic adaptation I've had the displeasure of sitting down to. That being said I haven't actually seen Fantastic Four 2.

I only sat through Gerry because the appeal of Casey Affleck was too much to deny and I had a remote control. I fast forwarded my through the film, gorgeous cinematography, be damned! That movie was such a waste of film. Experimental movies aren't just my cup of tea.

This will possibly hurt my street cred (watch me pop 'n' lock, bitch) but I've been itching to watch Step Up 2 since principle casting was finalized. Robert Hoffman, as the male lead in any dance-themed movie will be highly energetic and no doubt equate to jaw-dropping entertainment. Sure, it won't be cinematic poetry or brimming with verbose dialogue, but nobody goes in a dance movie expecting a Woody Allen flick, am I right?



And that is why I have no fear that Hoffman will be worth my nine dollar ticket. Oh, he'll step up too alright.

Too punny?

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Hello, world!

From Pajiba's 'What's in a Ringtone?' comment diversion today. The question was what was your ringtone and why.

"*Deep Breath* Soulja Boy. An uninspired piece summer garbage? Yes. Catchy? Undeniably. However, there is a story behind it. In my Speech and Communications 101 class, we were told to do a demonstrative speech. In this, right after the summer of the Soulja Boy blitz, I was inspired to demonstrate to the class how to do the dance. After a few weeks of studying every move, I was ready. And so I, the quiet, nerdy-enough-to-know-Pajiba kid stood up and danced my lily-white ass off. If it was a movie I would've gotten a date with Molly Ringwald and probably knocked out the captain of the football team. As it is, I was widely known as Soulja Boy for the rest of the semester. (Is that a good thing?)

Posted by: TyranThesaurus Rex at March 19, 2008 3:13 PM


Things to love about this response
1. That this TTRex dude would even admit to Soulja Boy being his ringtone.
2. That he studied the moves!
3. That a (self-described) quiet nerdy kid would be inspired to 'crank dat' in front of the class.
4. That he used Molly Ringwald as the fictional hot chick and not someone like Megan Fox instead.
5. What's not to love about Superman-ning that ho?

"My phone now has the old-school vibrating/normal phone ring combo going on after my friend told me the most horrific story a couple of weeks ago about why you should never have a song as a ringtone.

Her father collapsed at her sister's rehearsal dinner the night before the wedding, and as he's in the hospital - possibly dying, possibly already dead - they're in the waiting room having a prayer circle with all the members of her family and their preacher, when her phone goes off....the siren call of of Snoop Dogg's "Sexual Seduction" filling the room.

Posted by: feramones at March 19, 2008 3:26 PM


Oh dear!

I obviously picked up a new html code and am now showing it off.


For your stalking purposes my ringtone is an mp3 file of Guns 'N' Roses, Paradise City. Before that it was an mp3 of Sneaker Pimps', Six Underground and way before before, it was the theme song of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Prior to that it was your standard ring-ring-ring tone.


My wake up alarm is Daft Punk's, One More Time.

Since I've started using phones, I have used a Nokia 8210, a Samsung ?, an LG U8210 and a Sony Ericsson k610i. The Nokia has been my favourite, but the Sony Ericsson is pretty bad ass too. By far, the worst has been the LG. That phone has scarred me off using any further LG products.


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Completely unrelated but I really like this post by Sarah Schneider, writer extraordinaire of College Humor. She talks about quantifying her love for music.


"...it’s the feeling that washes over you and completely consumes all your senses when you hear a track that moves you. When you hear a song that sparks a memory so intense that the nostalgia is overwhelming. Or when a song fits your current place in life so profoundly that its very presence in your world brings a clarity and perspective otherwise lost. That is what I think it means to love music..."

I can only wish to be that articulate in my next life.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Yesterday I...

- slept a grand total of and hour and a half.
- went to Maccas and bummed around there.
- rushed home and rushed off to school again..
- was going to be a good student and spend productive time at the library!
- forgot to bring my wallet to school.
- learned that you CAN withdraw cash without any form of photo ID after all.
- realized that money withdrawed (for lunch) was useless as the student card was still needed in taking out books from the library.
- trudged home in mind-numbing brain-melting 37 Celsius degree heat.
- flung open the balcony door, pulled down the blinds and broke out the 6 pack and chips to a whoa-it's-so-bad-it's-good-or-maybe-not D.E.B.S..
- felt bad upon consuming all that mindless caffeine (yum, diet Coke) when I had no intentions of staying awake.
- sat outside the balcony while I contemplated and brooded about life to the soundtrack of Ryan Adam's Gold and 29. Ugh, how wanky.
- fell asleep for about two hours.
- woke up and got alerted by stomach that proper food was needed.
- proceeded to consume grapes and a bag of popcorn.
- spent the rest of the night whining about the stilted warm air.
- watched a lot of episodes in the College Humour's 'Hardly Working' series.
- finally took a shower.

Right now I...
- am loving the cooler wind that the wee hours of late night/early morning brings.
- am waiting for 5.30 am to come.

Rinse, wash, dry and repeat.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Some things...

I imagine that if I stayed alone, any visitor to my place would be undeniably floored by the mess. I can see it in my mind; the dishes piled up in the sink, clothes spread all over every single surface, shoes scattered where least appropriate. My books would be littered throughout every room in the apartment, arts and crafts supply taking up their spots on what should have been my study table and socks missing their pair that would be hiding beneath the pile of clothes in the corner. My bed will never be made, nor will my accessories be hanging in their rightful spot. The couch will have a permanent Karen-shaped outline and DVDs will be lucky to be within 5 feet of their cases. The place will be a fire hazard what with the newspaper, magazines and articles covering the carpet. I would come home everyday, take a look at the mess and attempt to clean it up but invariably, the effort will simply amount to the redistribution of said mess.

I wish I could afford leaving alone.

Monday, February 11, 2008

A-Z of New Zealand

A
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Android
- My travel companion. She is mostly human-shaped and to the unknowing eyes, just another regular girl in the world. But no! She is kerrr-razzy and comes unhinged in the heat. Also goes by the codename, 'Charm' or the 'Chazmeister'.
Aotearea
- The Maori name for New Zealand; 'The Land of the White Cloud'. While I was there, New Zealand was having the best summer in a whole lotta years. Warm sun and little clouds meant perfect vacation weather!

B
BBH
- Budget Backpackers Hostel is a network of backpackers and travelers accommodation that runs throughout both islands of New Zealand. The card costs NZ$45 and lasts for a year. What it gets you is a 20 minute phone card as well as NZ$3 off every BBH accommodation, and frankly, the ones we stayed at were really quite nice.
Bluff Hill @ Napier
- A short hill climb that gives way to gorgeous views of the Port of Napier as well as the Napier city shoreline. According to the Droid, it would be a good place for 'parking'. I wholly agree.
Bus
- is how we got around the island. Intercity bus lines, with routes to almost every city, offer a Flexipass option which allows you to buy blocks of travel time for discounted prices. Just ring up the hot line at least 24 hours before the bus ride and you're all set to go! The service is quite reliable, if stodgy at times. It's always a treat to get an awesome bus driver who offers commentary or smoke breaks.

C
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Cape
Reinga
- where the Tasman Sea and the Pacific Ocean meets. What ensues are huge waves of up to 3-5 meters tall.
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Cathedral Cove @ Whitianga
- is two gorgeous beaches joined through a hole in the mountain. The surf is great, the water is cold and the hole is massive. Smiles all around!
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Central Plateau - is a mountainous region that includes 3 mountains that either were or still are active volcanoes - Mt Ruapehu, Mt Tongariro and Mt Ngauruhoe. The latter (the middle in the picture) is most famous for playing host to the evil lairs of Sauron (Mt Doom) in the Lord of the Rings movie. (See T; Tongariro Crossing)
Child
- see A; Android.
Contentment
- is sitting on a hammock in Paihia with sunlight filtering through the leaves gently tickling your visual senses as a light cool breeze rustles leaves, creating the soundtrack to the perfect moment.


D

Dalmatians
- is what the people who arrive off the Coast of Dalmatia - Yugoslavia, Croatia etc. are referred to by the Northlanders. Wow, that was one really awkward sentence.
Devonport
- lovely town located a ferry ride away from Auckland. Round trip ticket will set you back by NZ$15.
Discrimination
– see Z; Zorb.
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Dolphins
- we encountered a swarm/cod/school/wholebunchof (?) of dolphins while on the way to view the Hole in the Rock (see H). It was honestly quite a thrill. ‘So long and thanks for all the fish’ indeed!
Donor Kebab @ Horomotangi St, Taupo
- best Middle Eastern food ever! Well, maybe that title might be challenged in Middle East itself, but in New Zealand, they've got the awards to back up that claim. The food is decently priced to boot.


E

Eczema cure ?
- At Paihia, I bumped into a man from South Africa who shared his wisdom concerning curing eczema. Apparently the mixture of butter and sulphur makes for a wonderful healing ointment. So when I came across volcanic sulphur soap at White Island, I decided to give that dude a shot. As of now, I have yet to run out of my current soap, so the experimenting hasn't begun. I figured butter was optional in that equation.
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Eden, Mt @ Auckland
- a mere NZ$3.20 bus ride from the Auckland city centre, the extinct volcano provides lovely views of Auckland that Sky Tower cannot. From the top of Mangawhau (the Maori name), you will be able to look at the other two volcanic cones - One Tree Hill and Auckland Domain. Caution: Beware of cow poop!
Eugoogly #1
- 11/01/08; Sir Edmund Hillary, the explorer passes. New Zealand is in mourning.
Eugoogly #2
- 17/01/08; Brad Renfro, the child actor/addict passes. I go into mourning.
Eugoogly #3
- 18/01/08; While at Taupo, just 200 meters from where we were staying (Rainbow Lodge; see R), a 24 year old Scottish woman, Karen Aim, was mysteriously bludgeoned to death. When I left, the case was still pending.
Eugoogly #4
- 24/01/08; Heath Ledger, the actor passes. The world is shocked.

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Fish & chips
- Quite possibly New Zealand's most famous export behind the All Blacks, Kathmandu and sheep-related products.
Fry bread
- a local treat bought at Kuirau Park Flea Market. The dough is a cross between a donut and banana bread. Add butter and/or golden syrup for a sugary treat and you've got yourself lunch!


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German Angora rabbits @ Waitomo
- aka Giant Fluffball of Itch-inducing Soft Angora Hair. Sheared daily at the The Shearing Shed at Waitomo. Also available there are, surprise, angora-related products - jumpers, beanies, whathaveyouse.
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Gisborne
- the first city in the world to see the sun. The town is surf happy and sun is a-plenty. Also the first place Captain Cook landed on when he discovered New Zealand.
Golden Compass, The
- for all its awkward dialogue and exposition, the film delivered much more than I expected. Sufficient seeds were planted so that the following sequels will be fairly entertaining. Watched while waiting for the bus as Whakatane.
Government Gardens @ Rotorua
- start at the historic Prince's Gate Arch and walk around the marked trail that leads to among other places, the Rotorua Museum, the historic Blue Baths as well as the perfectly manicured lawns of the Rotorua Croquet Club.

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Hero
- 18/01/08; the Chazmeister aka Android aka My Indentured Servant fetched me my watch that I had left behind in the showers.
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Hole in the Rock
- Quite literally. The King's Bay of Island tour will take you out there for $115. Along the way, you will most probably see dolphins and even swim with them if conditions are right.
Hot Water Beach @ Whitianga
- Through the forces of Magic! (nature), the sand is warm. Dig a hole, settle in and you've got your own mini spa pool. Note: the water is cold. Hence, make-shift spa pool will turn cold upon contact with water.
Huka Falls @ Taupo
- a 2.8 km walk (1 hr each way) from the city centre, the walk will take you across a thermal park (really just hot water gushing from a small falls) to the Huka Falls footbridge. You will be able to witness the force of the Waikato River, New Zealand's longest river along the way.

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Insanity
- jumping off 12,000 ft from an airplane and paying $220 to do so! Skydive Taupo will pick you up in a fancy limousine as you head to partake in said insanity.
Islands
- On my trip, I learned that New Zealand isn't just made up of a North and South. There are in fact a whole bunch of teeny little islands as well as the Strait Islands.
It by Stephen King
- my trusty companion. I expected my favourite book to last the whole trip but I unfortunately finished it off in 8 days. As a result, there were blank gaps that Mills & Boon desperately wished to fill, but my sanity prevailed.

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Juno Hall @ Waitomo
- solid BBH backpackers that have extremely great staff service. Outside in the garden is a trampoline that I took full advantage of too!
Just the Duck Nuts @ Tauranga
- Although located a little away from the city central, the awesome place is totally worth the distance. The complimentary pick up/drop off by Sandra, the lovely and generous host, is a total plus. Quaint atmosphere - straight out of a storybook!
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Kauri forest
- long destroyed, the Kauri trees were once formidable native trees of the North Island. Seriously, they're massive for inexplicable reasons (I don't know why) the forests went extinct. However, scavengers have discovered the remains of the trees under a bog that are still in perfect condition.
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Kiwibird
- is nocturnal! And can sleep up to 16 hours! All that we found out when we entered a Kiwi enclosure on a clear, hot, sunny day.
Kiwifruit
- were once named Chinese Gooseberries. That, I didn't know.
Kuirau Park @ Rotorua
- a park located a couple of blocks from the city centre that should be visited by all. One, it offers a good free experience with underground thermal activity - mud pools and steaming lakes. No geysers unfortunately. Two, free warm water public baths for the desperate! On Saturdays, there is a flea market where you can eat to your heart's content fry bread (see F)

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Language
- in Maori, vowels are very pronounced and 'Wh-' is pronounced 'fa'. So Whakatane is not 'wa-ka-tane', but 'fa-ka-ta-ne', as the nice lady on the Intercity hotline explained, while trying hard not to laugh. Whatsthedamnurl..saving you from public embarrassment since 2004!
Llyod's Lodge @ Whakatane
- a gorgeous house set a 10 m stroll from town with all the charm of a B&B. Pam, the host, is ever friendly and the chilled out vibe befits those who are looking for some down time. BBH hostel as well.

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Manganui, Mt @ Tauranga - a 282 meter hill that offers awesome 360 panoramic views of Tauranga and the Bay of Plenty. The walk up is slightly reminiscent to that scene in A Knight's Tale with Alan Tudyk, "Pain? Take the pain!" The surf is great there so after a hard walk up, jump right in the ocean and catch a wave!
Mid-summer murders
- Strangely, it appears that come every summer, a spate of eerie murders happen in New Zealand. Ranging from dead babies to finding bodies in rivers, as of January 2008, there has been 9 such tragedies.

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Naked Bus
- No. Not that kind of bus. The company offers cheap direct transportation in between main city centres. Check online website to make bookings: nakedbus.com
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Napier - the Art Deco town of New Zealand, according to Lonely Planet. What exactly is 'Art Deco'? Well, I gathered that it refers to the style and architecture from the 1930s. Napier, the town is highly likely to be haunted as a strong earthquake leveled the town in 1931.
Ninety Mile Beach
- located at the north of the North Island. Note: The beach is really only 64 km in length.

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One Tree Hill
- the volcanic cone in Auckland, not the terribly teenage soap on CW. Should really be called One Obelisk Hill. The lone tree atop that hill got chopped down a couple years ago because of disease. All that stands now is an obelisk.

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Pak & Save
- super cheap, super great, supermarket. (Did that work?) Located at most central cities it is the cheapest of all supermarkets. We've done our research,
Pickled Parrot's Backpackers Lodge @ Paihia
- comes highly recommended. [BBH hostel]
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Pohutukawa tree
- Commonly referred to as New Zealand's 'Christmas tree', these gorgeous flowers bloom in the summer months and brighten up the landscape with its cheery red flowers.

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Quaint - IMGP6250. Yeap. A cowboy in the empty store.

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Rainbow Lodge Backpackers @ Taupo
- New Zealand's first custom built backpackers. It is very efficiently managed and while the distance isn't the most convenient, the great facilities and custom built lodge makes for a perfect accommodation. Plus, free pick up! [BBH hostel]
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Rotorua - Sulphur city! Due to underground thermal activity, the strong smell of sulphur permeates the air (and I strongly suspect, will cause the town to fall into itself). The town is also building up to be an action-packed town to rival the likes of Queenstown. Note: The Lonely Planet guide book suggests a walk that is very beneficial to the roving tourist! Rotorua embraces its Maori roots and it's one of the best places to view a cultural performance.

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Sand Safari @ Kaitaia
- highly recommended tour company that takes you out to 90 Mile Beach and the Cape Reinga light house (see C). For NZ$60, you buy yourself a friendly and super informative bus driver, lunch. the sights and a chance to go sand tobogganing.
Sand tobogganing
- at Te Paki with Sand Safaris. It's all fun and games until you take a massive face plant and end up with a mouth full of sand.
Surfing with Frank @ Gisborne
- NZ$45 will get you lessons, wetsuit and surfboard rental. Frank, who has the laidback airs of a surfer dude, is very friendly and helpful. While the lesson is easy enough to understand, standing up is a whole different thing. The next day, your arms will be hurting something bad, and that's a promise!

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Taupo
- True fact: the size of Lake Taupo is approximately the size of Singapore! Skydiving at Taupo is one of the cheapest and safest in the world with up to 35,000 jumps every year.
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Te Puia @ Rotorua
- Take the activity shuttle from iSite Rotorua for a small fee and enter the thermal underground with mud pools and a very reliant geyser, Pohutu, erupting regularly 2-3 times every hour. The entrance fee, NZ$50 includes a guided tour, entrance to the Kiwi Enclosure and a cultural performance.
Theme of the month
- L for Love!
Tongariro Crossing
- located at the National Village, 11/2 hours outside of Taupo, the crossing is often described as New Zealand's 'best one day hike'. It spans 18.5 km (roughly 7-8 hours) and covers the Central Plateau (see C). The hike gives you a chance to view the wild and varied flora of the mountains as well as observe the thermal activity that runs throughout the three mountains. The terrain is rocky and ill-advised for those with knee problems.

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Unbelievable
- the sensation of seeing Lake Taupo at a height of 12,000 ft.
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Unfortunate
- on the day we did the Tongariro Crossing, the weather was abysmal. Strong winds and mist meant no clear view from the top. Thankfully on our descent, the weather cleared up and we got pretty sweet views of the rest of the mountain.

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Wai-O-Tapu @ Rotorua
- deemed a 'thermal wonderland' by the advertising branch of the company, it certainly lives up to the hype. The Champagne Pool should not be missed, doubly so for the strangely green waters of Devil's Path. NZ$27.50 entrance.
Wellington
- New Zealand's capital! Highlights include Cuba Mall (Pegasus Books), the Te Papa National Museum, the $2 return Cable Car Ride that gives you panaromic views of Wellington and Old St Paul's - a grand old church that is so old it is made out of wood.
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White Island - New Zealand's only marine volcano is located 49 km off Whakatane. A 6 hour eco-adventure tour with PeeJay may be pricey at $160 but the trip is pleasant, guides are experienced and lunch is provided. Come on. Where else can you say you've toured an active volcano? www.whiteisland.co.nz

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Epic 10.30am 22nd Jan - Jimmy & Dwayne (7)
X-treme!
- Caving, also known as spleunking to you American English people. We begin by abseiling 100m down into the cave and from then on it’s an adrenaline packed adventure as we climbed rocks, jumped off cliffs, met the local fauna (glow worms, spiders, eels) and even saw a fossil of a whale! We went for the 7 hour epic adventure with Waitomo Adventures at Waitomo. It's quite hard to describe the majesty of the lush and untouched environment in the caves. I suppose it’s as close as I'll ever get to naturalness of our primitive forefathers.

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Young boarders - were riding their hearts out at the Wellington skate park. Bless their little fearless hearts!

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Zen
– the state of mind as you float along down in a parachute from a height of 3,000 ft.
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Zorb – The closest you’ll ever get to being a bubble boy/girl! Either roll down strapped down to the ball or in a water-filled ball. The Droid will attest that the water option is a barrelful of giggles. Note: To select the strapped down option, one needs to be at least 1.6 meters tall. Even if you’re a wee bit off by 0.5 and reeking of desperation, the kind operators at Zorb Rotorua will still politely tell you to piss off. Discrimination, I cry!

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Falling. With Style.

Since everyone keeps asking, here's my take on skydiving:
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@ Taupo: 18/01/08

Today I flew.

Not much like a bird, or a flying squirrel, or even Superman. No, not quite.

What I technically did was fall. Fall with style.

I fell from a height of 12,000 feet bound to Eric, the dive master, and all that kept me from inevitable death was a bunch of nylon straps and some cloth. Oh, humans and their nifty contraptions!

This morning I had psyched myself up so much to the point where I had filled my stomach with fear and nervousness. At 10.30 am, I was a bundle of nerves - trembling with energy and excitement that can only come from a mixture of adrenaline and panic.

"12,000 feet! That's mental," my gray matter up there screamed.

Every cell in my body said no. My bladder which had already been emptied three times by then was rejecting the notion that falling from 12,000 feet could possibly end well. The muffin bar I had for breakfast sat undigested in my stomach that was already overfilled with trepidation and the previously mentioned emotions. Every atom in my body said no. Yet the confirmation call that went through to Skydive Taupo affirmed my earlier booking. How did that happen?

11.00 am came and the courtesy limo came to pick us mentals up. Charm and I signed away our lives as we filled out the liability form. It was happening then. No turning back. The falling would be happening. And I, a girl, just shy of her 21st birthday would be partaking in said falling.

We got to the centre. Immediately we watched a DVD that briefly chronicled a standard jump. Alright then, that didn’t seem too scary at all, sarcastic quotes in full use. Let's put on our suits and our harness and have the 'safety talk'. My body should have been permeated with nausea by then, yet somehow a strange calm had settled. Everything that I had experienced at 10.30 am that morning was but a distant memory. I was the Zen Master. I was ready to rock and roll.

Having a fantastic dive master helped of course. Eric, from Zimbabwe, was the consummate professional. Cheeky, of course, as most people whose career involve insane amounts of adrenaline. When asked what I should do if the straps didn’t hold, he answered, “Can you flap your arms like a pair of wings?” Brilliant. We waited for our turn and watched as people jumped and completed their parachute ride down. My body was still in its strange Zen mode. The earlier freak outs remained gone.

Finally it was our turn. We climbed up a pink ‘airplane’ - if you’re feeling particularly generous. That flying contraption was honestly nothing but an engine, aluminum and ply glass melded together to resemble an airplane. Small quarters meant that us 9 (4 jumpers, 4 dive masters and 1 pilot) were cramped together. As we ascended, the temperature dropped. The plane got creakier. The ground became smaller. On my left, out the window, I saw clouds in the near distance. This day was beautiful and the jump was going to be awesome.

Now I was strapped on and had my full gear on. It was time. Charm went ahead first and her descent looked perfect. After going through the instructions again, I hopped on over to where the door opened out to blue sky. My feet dangled over the airplane and wind gushed around my it as Eric readied me for the jump.

"Right. No turning back now. Let's do this. And try not to crap my pants while doing it!"

One thumbs up later and we're off. Being in the 'smiling banana' position, sky became ground as we jumped from the plane. Awesomeness just happened. Sitting roller coasters my whole life had prepared me for the dizzying visual sensation but not the next. We're falling!! Wind streamed past my ears and my mind immediately went to that scene with the whale in Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay, calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, what's this roaring sound, whooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And what's this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! That's it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!

There was lots of wind. I remember that. And gorgeous views of the land as we fell. We were traveling at speeds of up to 200 km/ph! We continued to fall till 5000 feet when the parachute was pulled. A quick jerk at the hips and we’re falling like a leaf as gravity worked its magic and the parachute glided down to where solid ground was.

I got unbelievable views of the Central Plateau, the town of Taupo and the airstrip. I chatted with Eric about solo jumps. The highest he's ever jumped off is 22,000 feet. Parachutes are deployed at 2000 feet with solo jumps. He did a twirl with the parachute and the ground went 360.

That was madness, yes it was and I am mad for doing it. As I walked across town later today, all I could think as I passed people on the streets was, "Well, I just jumped 12,000 feet today. What did you do?"

As I finish up this unbearable essay, I remain in my Zen Master mode. Strange how this calm endures as normalcy resumes.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Some things to think about

1. This year the weekend my birthday landed on was completely shithouse. I was in a funk I couldn't break out of and as a result, I acted like a right cunt towards friends who were being so absolutely kind and fantastic. If you're reading this, you know who you are. I am sorry. I'm a terrible bastard.

2. Thanks to good friends and long conversations, I got back to my usual level of not-quite-such-a-douche. If you're reading this, you also know who you are. Thank you for putting up with me.

3. Then while cleaning my house because all that was clean was a 1 m strip of carpet, I came across a bulging envelope. Inside were letters and cards from friends that were sent when I was away. Previous birthday cards, holiday cards, post cards, innocuous letters and snail mail - what a treat. Thank you to everyone who's contributed to that pile. You probably forgot, but if you're wondering if that includes you, odds are, it probably does.

4. It's strange explaining to people who don't celebrate what Chinese New Year is all about. I don't pretend to know the actual meaning behind it - family, food and gambling, no? Even weirder is being constantly reminded that the city will in fact not go into shut down. So the local sundry shop WILL be open? Lies. What a mind trip.

5. I think The Darjeeling Limited is Wes Anderson's best work.

6. In my weekend of self-inflicted funk-itude, I watched all 5 Harry Potter movies. These are some things I learned:
- Daniel Radcliffe does his best work in the presence of Gary Oldman
- Redhead Grint has had very the best comedic timing since the first movie.
- #1 and #2 are virtually unwatchable, in no part because the kids are young and the direction is pretty unfulfilling.
- #3 is the best of the lot.
- This is closely followed by #5.
- Helena Bonham Carter is a goddess.
- Daniel Radcliffe is pretty damn spunky.

7. The nose is one of the worst places on the entire body to get an itch. Not enough skin and too much angles equates to much unsatisfactory scratching.

8. The soundtrack to Across The Universe is almost sublime. I could have done without 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds' and would have much preferred Jim Sturgess' 'All You Need is Love'. Nonetheless, 'I Want to Hold Your Hand' and 'Strawberry Fields Forever' are legendary.

9. Christ! Wikipedia says that there is a deluxe edition of the Across The Universe OST roaming around somewhere with addition of said song above. Guess we're back to hunting record stores.

10. I've been following the US Presidential Nomination campaign quite closely. It's rather interesting how in both parties (Democrats especially), the nom is relatively wide open for grabs. Very interesting indeed.

Friday, February 01, 2008

21 things in 7 minutes

To be quite honest, I never really understood the big deal about turning 21. So yeah, I can vote, I can drink, I can gamble, I am accountable for everything from now on. I can legally go into the Sex shop and not get worried about being chased out. I can watch every type of movie ever created if I so please, I can eat, drink, buy almost everything under the sun. I am an adult.

But 21 is just a number. It doesn't mean that things in life are going to change. Tomorrow my room is still going to be a mess and my books are going to stay spread all over the floor. I won't stop giggling over fart jokes and I sure as hell ain't going to be growing any taller. The dishes in the sink won't magically wash themselves, nor will the clothes in the laundry hamper or the floor that needs vacuuming.

So, please. Someone. Anyone. Please tell me what's the big friggin' deal about 21?