Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Mindscape

My mind's an absolute mess at the moment- the last half an hour has been spent swearing and yelling derogatory comments at the solutions to my practice exams simply because they are lazy and all three have mistakes in them. How the hell is there more than one answer for multiple choice? Ugh- I think I should head off to this magical school run by Satan for girls; I would certainly fit in with my mean demeanour as well as my rich and colourful vocabulary at the moment. While I will pass the subject without any difficulty, I won't be getting a high distinction purely because the people running this course are intellectual, but have problems conveying what they mean onto paper and they're also a flippant bunch deciding that they are scientists and everything is specific; or the polar opposite that the subject is a discussion of ideas rather than discrete answers. Just pick one and stick to it, OK university? Argh- OK I think I have that out of my system for a good hour now or at least long enough to listen to this Tavi Gevinson interview and finish my weird and unnerving post filled with strange images.


Since I'm becoming a little more conscientious about my blog and its presentation, I'm posting more content including images I've created with myself that I've staged in the last week or so; but I got to say guys, my hair is wickedly long. Not only is it long though, it's long, thick and unruly and looks nothing like the tapered tendrils of a witch stewing a potion by a cauldron. I want out! I'm really attracted to the idea of dyeing my hair- damaging it a little and then forcing myself to cut it shorter and slightly more sensible or at least add a little colour in there. Also, undercut buzz cuts right above the back of the neck- I'm talking crazy hidden shaved and dyed pictures in the back of my head hidden by a ponytail. Things are about to get crazy up in my head space!


An honest-to-goodness American themed girly high school room is the haven I want to create in my room, but I'm probably to late in my life to host sleepovers where girls wear nightgowns with lipstick as well as banners and bunting everywhere. That's OK- I need training or a course or something on how to maintain a room and obliterate dust without the use of a secret and technologically advanced robot blasting them with a laser beam. That's why I love watching Grease, Romeo and Juliet and aesthetic movies that follow young women because the Universe they create for them to live in is perfect and amazing. That's not how life actually works though, but that probably will do little to deter me from trying to sell my old junk on eBay and generate a reflection of what I like into my room.


This ring combination is perfect and my only criticism is that I can't find the source for this magnificent photograph (like everything else I dig up on Tumblr anyway- ha ha) but knowing something like this exists and you can make sharp cutting comments through jewellery using just two letters gives me hope. Yeah, you can convey being a bitch through jewellery and I think it's fantastic. I just get a bit uptight when people on the train sitting across decide to launch into a deep and meaningful conversation with me when I'm clearly trying to achieve some sort of goal and honestly don't have time for it. Also, new people can make me feel nervous and I usually need to certain mentality to through myself into the challenge of making new friends. So these rings are perfect when you consider how to make the gesture for 'up yours'. So that's why I love crazy monogrammed pearl bordered enamel heart rings. They also remind me of those conversation heart candies you get on Valentine's Day, but dolled up with Marie Antoinette perfection.


Everywhere I look when I watch television or go on my Tumblr dashboard I see Winona Ryder and it's glorious and I especially love the lockers behind her sweet yet troubled angelic face. That's not a bad thing though, I just feel as though at any minute some lawyers are going to swoop down on me like the American Eagle of justice and peck my face for a good hour or two though. That's not the cheeriest thought, but here's something cheery: at this time tomorrow I'll have finished my last exam for the year and I'll be whisked away by my prince charming boyfriend sitting in a white steed of a car about to eat Bavarian apple pancakes.



I'm determined to find this book/ movie/ text and read it over the Summer because clearly I am missing out on something amusing/ strange here. Yes that's a giant plastic analogue of the male genitalia. The good news is my site has already been pulled up on posting 'pornographic material' because I had a naked witch in black and white somewhere else. Rebels man- we never learn. Anyway, while I am no authority on the book or movie of 'A Clockwork Orange' I felt that this GIF was absolutely necessary because he's checking it out like "dayum grrl" and GIF is officially the word for 2012 (despite the fact it's still November and stuff and the year isn't over) also I've rediscovered my too big bowler hat and it's glorious when I wear it. But I seem to wear a sad and sadistic look on my face as soon as I pop that topper on. Shucks.



5 comments:

  1. There can sometimes be more than one answer to a multiple choice question. ;)...Great blog post.

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    1. A simple question of "Which planet has the most moons?" should intuitively have just one answer though...

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  2. I just started reading "A Clockwork Orange"! This is by far my one of my favorite posts on your blog so far. It's really inspiring. -Britney

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    2. Also, do you have the source for the last picture?

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