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Die Religion… ist das Opium des Volkes

// 24th December

Here’s a mixtape. It’s a tribute to the scene in The Transporter where Lai won’t shut up despite Frank’s requests for her to be quiet. Or it’s about a boy’s waning interest in one girl and sparking interest in another (and bored digression into Christmas politics?), and the girl’s subsequent confusion and anger. It’s not really though, it’s just the junk I have been listening to lately. Special guest: far too much emo rock.

Side A

  1. I am the broken one, I’ll trade me in for anything
    Hey, I admit I messed you up

    (Hey! No more questions from you)

  2. Talking that way
    Walking away
    I used to know you but now I can’t say
    We were all made up
    All made up of mysteries
    so I had to find free, had to run clean

    (That fire that burned in your hoping hands and that water behind your eyes
    They once brought me to your side but now they won’t and don’t ask me why
    ‘Cause who knows)

  3. I finally found that life goes on without you

    (And the world still turns when you’re not around)

  4. Put your hand on my heart
    Or where my heart’s supposed to be

    (See you in Hell)

  5. I swear that I searched everywhere

    (But I’m damned if I could find your promise ring)

  6. Cover up my ears from your cries

    (I’d like to let you win, but I won’t back down)

  7. You take the pieces of the dreams that you have
    ‘Cause you don’t like the way they seem to be going
    You cut them up and spread them out on the floor
    You’re full of hope as you begin rearranging

    (But anyway you look at things and try
    The lovers are losing)

  8. Yeah anything is true
    When you’re as pretty as you

    (But when you get a look at his life it’s too late)

  9. I’ve been sitting here all night trying to figure out how I felt

    (Girl you look so good in the evening light
    When the moon is right and the stars are bright)

  10. Heartstrings, you’re tugging at my heartstrings now, heartstrings
    Helpless, I’ve become so helpless to your touch,
    Oh touch me somehow!

    (Cadence! Well I dance with the dead
    ‘Cause I believe, yes I believe, yes I believe
    Stifle! Paul said that you stifled him
    Again and again and again!)

  11. It’s a shame
    It’s a shame
    It’s a shame

    (That’s what it is)

  12. Run away from it all

    (Here’s what I think about you and how your friends
    How your friends adore your sudden glory)

  13. We are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
    One time we believed but now it’s passé and cliché
    And she’ll say anything to make you move again
    But is it the truth?
    I don’t care if it is

    (You say there’s nothing wrong but I don’t hear it)

  14. I’m looking down the hole
    You’re looking up at me
    You’re cold and tired
    That is easy to see

    (It rubs the lotion on its skin
    Or else it get the hose again)

Side B

  1. Are we breaking up?
    Are we breaking up?
    Is there trouble between you and I?
    Did my heart break enough
    Did it break enough this time?

    (Here’s to all the pretty girls
    You’re gonna meet)

  2. I don’t want to lose

    (There’s still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
    There’s still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
    It’s still a little hard to say what’s going on)

  3. I’m cracking up
    And you have no idea

    (No idea how it feels)

  4. There’s still a little bit of your song in my ear
    There’s still a little bit of your words I long to hear
    You step a little closer to me
    So close that I can’t see what’s going on

    (It’s not hard to fall
    When you float like a cannonball)

  5. What a wicked game you play
    To make me feel this way
    What a wicked thing to do
    To let me dream of you
    What a wicked thing to say
    You never felt this way

    (I never dreamed that I’d meet somebody like you
    And I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you)

  6. Oh now I find every subtle thing screams your name
    It reminds me of places and times we’ve shared

    (Retrace the steps we took on that long summer night
    I’m back there by your side
    Retrace the steps we took when we met worlds away)

  7. Such a perfect island, tucked away in the sea

    (Such a long, long way back home
    So close, yet we’ve come so far)

  8. Oh Stevie, oh Stevie, why can’t you see? You’re a god to me

    (Alcatraz has nothing on her after all this time)

  9. However far away
    I will always love you

    (Whenever I’m alone with you
    You make me feel like I am home again
    Whenever I’m alone with you
    You make me feel like I am whole again)

  10. Tell me baby, where did I go wrong?

    (I could put my arms around every boy I see
    But they’d only remind me of you)

  11. Caught in a crux, I’m calling it love

    (You play your mind like a beautiful instrument
    Cut a fool down to size with your intellect
    Yeah I know you’re kind of scared of gettin’ intimate
    We both hold back from really getting in to this
    Well let’s risk it and see what come
    Because we stick together like bass line to bass drum)

  12. It seems like you’ve done this before

    (The best you could hope to be
    Is now just a bittersweet memory and
    You make breaking hearts look so easy!)

  13. Down on my bended knees
    I break the back of love for you

    (It’s in the water baby, it’s in the pills that pick you up
    It’s in the water baby, it’s in the special way we fuck)

  14. I want you to want me like water
    Hunger for me like your favourite dish now
    Long for my face

    (Let me kiss you on the back of your knees)

  15. Endless as a desert sky

    (The one thing, the one thing I know
    The one thing I know to be true
    I’ll never, I’ll never, wherever I go
    I’ll never finish loving you)

  16. Will you make a plan to love me sometime soon?

    (Some things you lose
    You don’t get back)

  17. I’m trying, but I just can’t get you

    (Ever since the day I left you)

  18. Once in a lifetime, I could feel this way
    Once in a lifetime, you could feel it too

    (Never understood my undeveloped story
    But it makes sense to me, you make sense to me)

  19. You, the only sense the world has ever made

    (Is this making sense?
    What am I trying to say?
    Early evening June
    This room and a radio play
    This I need to save
    I choose my final thoughts today
    Switching off with you
    All the clocks give in
    And the traffic fades
    And the insects like a neon choir
    The instant fizz
    Connection made
    And the curtains sigh
    In time
    With you)

  20. All I need is you

    (I wanted to explode
    To pull my ribs apart
    And let the sun inside)

  21. Stay by me
    You are the one, my only true love

    (Everything is collapsing, dear
    All moral sense has gone
    It’s just history repeating itself
    And babe, you turn me on
    Like an idea…
    Like an atom bomb…)


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Dapper

// 23rd December

I said I was going to let you know how my hair was going after I’d gone without shampoo for a couple of months.

It’s now just a shade under three months, and I assume that this is as good as it’s going to get.

It got worse for two weeks after I stopped washing it, and then began improving. I had just one bad dandruff day, which worried me a little, but that went as quickly as it came, and I have bad dandruff days occasionally even when I do wash my hair.

It’s pretty clean, it certainly doesn’t look unwashed. It feels slightly - and only very slightly - greasy, but nowhere near as greasy as your hair would be if you didn’t wash it for two days.

If you’re prone to acne/pimples or some such, as I can be at times, it’s a good idea to make sure you get your forehead and neck with soap, as they’re no longer being got with shampoo.

I’d highly recommend it. It’s hardly irreversible, so give it a go.


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Any Day In November

// 16th December

Dear The Left,

It is now the arse-end of December, and still the better part of ten degrees too cold to even consider going swimming.

Yesterday it was drizzling like Mother England.

The day before that you told me the polar ice caps would be melted in six years. I think they are just moving toward the equator.

My summer fun is being ruined.

Just thought you might like to know.

Regards,
Tristan.


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If I had Three Lives, I’d Marry Her in Two

// 15th December

I saw The Whitlams last week, and it was ace. I love them. Though the venue wasn’t the greatest, and neither was the way the speakers were set up. Still, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

Also, please watch this video. It’s not The Whitlams (though they are also on YouTube), but that’s okay.

Art of Fighting’s Mysteries.


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Songs For Sarah

// 11th December
Guest author: Girl

There’s a lot of things girls don’t want guys to know. It’s unspoken between girls that certain things don’t get told to boys.

But I’m feeling particularly angry towards girls in general right now. Which really means I’m feeling particularly angry towards myself. Whatever, don’t judge.

Like when a girl likes a boy, there’s some things she won’t do near him. Going to the bathroom is one. We think it makes boys think we’re gross. Boys are allowed to be gross, but not girls. Boys would prefer if girls didn’t have any bodily functions, so we’ll go to extraordinary lengths to avoid using the bathroom, including holding on for quite a long time.

Another thing is swimming. Obviously because we think we’re fat. Only obtuse boys don’t realise that all girls have fat days. But I suppose those obtuse boys are most of the problem. Anyways, if we swim in the latest trends we feel fat because the latest trends only really fit on models. And if we wear an old t-shirt we feel like a dag. Neither are good things in front of boys, especially cute boys. Unless we’re just looking for a fling, in which case flaunt it and risk it I say!

I forget what the point of this was… oh yeah, I’m angry, I feel like I’m fourteen again. And I fancy boys who just want to swim, because it’s summer. So I don’t care if it’s only midday, I am going to lock my door and go back to bed. Pah.


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What Do You Get Excited About?

// 4th December

A week ago I changed mobile phone carriers. My nice new plan has been good, but because my 3315 was unable to be unlocked from the Telstra network, I had to use my sister’s old handset. It was also a Nokia, but a few years newer than the 3315. And it was bad.

In fact every phone, aside from the odd smartphone, seems to irk me no end. The UI is always cluttered - both screen and keypad - with too many features I don’t want in a phone. Even the basic phones have awful keypads. Which is why I love the 3315’s numpad plus three buttons setup. Love it so much in fact, that after using my sister’s handset for a day I called up the eBay and bought a new (old) 3315. As testament to their greatness, new 3315s are going for almost a hundred dollars while some newer models are going for under ten. But I just got a second hand one, because they never break.

Once it arrived I ripped the icky green cover off and stuck my old grey cover on as soon as I could. It feels like my old phone has never left. It’s wonderful.


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Sometimes I Wish Al Was Still Green

// 27th November

I first got a mobile phone a year or so after I finished high school and went out in the big wide world. My parents wanted me to be contactable. (It was just university, I didn’t even move out of home). They gave me a fat black Nokia that I didn’t know how to use. I am pretty sure it wasn’t even SMS compatible. I generally left it turned off in the glovebox in my car. When it was on I rarely got a call, and when I did I didn’t hear it anyway.

I wasn’t paying attention, but somehow my parents ended up with two phones, and so they gave me one permanently, along with a 3315 handset. I kept up much the same habits with it, until a couple of years ago when my friend Jess showed me that I could send text messages to her for one cent. So I started actually using my phone, and it worked well, all I ever did was send text messages to Jess. Twenty dollars credit lasted me six months. But gradually more people started using the Telstra one cent text deal, and text messages became a good way of communicating, except for the really inconvenient kids who didn’t use Telstra, or stopped using Telstra… and then by the time I was actually using my phone as a phone, I couldn’t because as we all know, Telstra deals are just poor. These days a twenty dollar recharge expires after just one month.

I just got a message from Telstra to-day reminding me that if I recharged thirty dollars or more I would get ten minutes of free calls. How could anyone pass that up…

So I figured it was time to make my phone useful. The Vodafone plans were looking pretty good, but TPG’s cheap and basic plans topped everything I saw. Now I can actually call people with my phone. Sweet huh.

Except I am pretty sure I have ruined my friendship with Jess, ’cause now she can’t send me text messages on the cheap.

Oh, and because the Telstra shop couldn’t unlock my awesome 3315 handset (seriously, the other day I dropped it on a gravel slope and it did a superman for a few metres, and came up without a scratch–try that with an iPhone) I’ve had to borrow my sister’s old handset. It’s got a rubbish UI and the screen is in it’s last throes. It’s pink too.

Edit: Easily the most exciting part of all this is that the new SIM card has ‘You Gotta Have Soul‘ written on it.


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Why Google is Better Than Facebook

// 25th November

Google is the best social network. Seriously, it’s like facebook, but without the useless junk.

And let’s face it, all of facebook is junk, aside from status updates. And Twitter is much better for that.

Everyone knows about Google search, and a lot of people know about Google Mail, but Google also has plenty more applications. A few that I like are Calendar, Reader, Docs, Maps, Talk, Notebook, and iGoogle. It’s got some rubbish ones - like Orkut, but the good thing about Google as a social network is that you don’t even have to see the bits you don’t want to.

I’m not very imaginative, so I don’t have a wishlist of Google applications, but so many of the ones they do come up with are so very useful. You can share and interact as much as you want, too. And a lot of it is open, so you can integrate with other applications or interfaces as much or little as you like.

I like GoogleStuff.


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