Day 202: December 30th

From the newsdesk...
This is the end

The time has come for me to say goodbye to this blog. I have decided that I want to try something new and as with the theme of the new year coming up, I would like a new blog, a clean slate as such.

The blog has taught me to start small and work your way up.
It's shown me that if something isn't working to keep trying and if it still isn't going your way, there's no shame in giving up.
The days of the lists were my love and hate. If I could think of something it was fantastic and I'd just slam it out, but BUT if I couldn't think of anything it was a nightmare and sometimes the blog was a chore instead of something fun and frivolous.
My current theme From the newsdesk suits me much better. It gives me more freedom and time to write whatever I want and whenever I want. I think that writing on this blog gave me more confidence to share my writing to the world (even if no-one is reading it) and to critique my own writing as it appeared on the screen. To quote Hairspray, "I've come so far, but I've got so far to go".

So goodbye to 365lists - I never did finish you, but I tried my best. You got the best of me, but I'm very proud of what I achieved (168 days).
Goodbye to From the newsdesk - you've taught me what real blogging is like and how to write really. I will miss you all, but thanks for everything.

Goodbye. Sayonara. Au Revior. Tchau. Shalom.

Day 201: December 11

From the newsdesk...

Date

So I guess I should commemorate this memorable occasion by making a blog post about it. Today is in fact the 11/12/13.

Unless you're American, in which case the date would be written as 12/11/13 and this doesn't make it cool like it is Australia. 

I am up to episode 3, season 8 of FRIENDS,

I am currently reading A Million Little Pieces by James Frey. Very good read, but long. 

Do yourself a favour and listen to Barack Obama's speech at Nelson Mandela's memorial service. 

Day 200: November 24

from the newsdesk: 
Books are so novel

I am [attempting] to write a novel. I started out doing it just for me, but then found this website that can track your words and then verify it as a 'novel'. But to have it verified, it has to have fifty thousand words. As of today, at 8.54pm, I had ten thousand and three words [10, 003] and 19 pages. I can't believe I actually got to 10,000. It seems like just yesterday that I had under 1000 words.

I probably won't finish it by the end of November, as I've got just under 40,000 words to go and a week to get there. Including school. But my aim is to finish by the end of the year and by [hopefully] writing about 10,000 a week, I can get there. Before this, the longest story I'd ever written way probably closer to three pages.

Day 200: October 11

From the newsdesk...

"Our Quarterback"

That was officially the single most emotionally draining episode of a tv show I have ever seen. And I have watched A LOT of television.

Sue [Sylvester] got me. I cried when she spoke. She was so rude to him when he was alive and now - now that he's gone - she will never have the chance to tell him how many she actually like him. That really got me. How she could NEVER turn around and say 'sorry'. It made death sound so final and obsolete. 

And it wasn't even just Cory that died. It was Finn too. Finn, the first 'cool' kid to ever talk to, let alone join, the Glee club. Or Finn, who went out with Rachel or Finn, the man who never had a mean word to say about anyone. I can't say, as I never had the pleasure of meeting him, but it seems like Cory's personality seemed to come through in the later stages of Finn. 

But the thing about this episode is that is this episode, they weren't acting. The we're replying real life with a few changes names here and some changed locations there. The tears, the grief, the heartache - all real. The actors had to take their grief and show it to the world. They had everything twice - the funeral, tears, heartache, heartbreak. They had to replay possibly the worst moment in their lives. 

But I'm glad for the tribute and when Mr. Schue said "I'm glad to see that so many of you could make it", it seemed like he was talking about the actors and how many of them had come to not only mourn and celebrate Cory as a person, but as an actor as well. 

Santana (Naya Rivera) was fucking amazing. You could actually see the emotion in her face and her rendition of If I Die Young (The Band Perry) was especially heart wrenching and absolutely devstating when she ran off halfway through because she couldn't deal with it. 

R.I.P. Cory Monteith (1982-2013) 

"The show must go on... all over the place... or something"

Romy Rosemont (Carol - Finn's mom) was jaw-droppingly incredible. 

Day 199: October 5

From the newsdesk...
Eye herd a storey 

This tail is confusing
I mussed admit strait out

I can’t begin too understand
Eye’m stuck without a doubt

I highed a helping hand

Someone to work me threw

This riting disaster of a poem

Someone who said he new

The help was a pear of twins

Who hailed from an aisle in grease

One was a buoy and one was a girl

and they advocated four world piece

The twins maid me reed

This poem to them allowed

I didn’t struggle all two much

And fore that I’m very proud

I cent the twins out fast

They were boring seouls

I wanted someone fun; mary

Sum won outta control

I maled out a letter
A dressed to the ‘funny sun’

And quikly received a reply

At precisely five seconds passed quarter two won

He said heed help me -
“no problem, for shore”
We then maid a date
for July first at twenty past for

The sundae arrived

I could bearly weight

The clock was ticcing slowly

But I was feeling grate

After the son set

And evening became knight

Funny man was a know show

Butt I was going all right

I would fight thru the poem

All the ups and the downes;

All the inns and the outs

To get the holey crown

I would beet it all

Ay was better than the best

I would bee number won

I wood win the final quest

Day 198: September 30

From the newsdesk...

Things that make me happy

So wow!! 

It's been nearly a month since I've been on here and nearly a year since I've had this blog! I think my writing has definitely improved since last year this time but there's still a long way to go. 

I think when I go traveling (one day) I want to keep a blog (as opposed to a diary), because while I think diaries are more special an personal, I always seem to give up on them about 2 weeks in. Maybe with a blog I'd be more consistent, but also maybe not. 

Oh well, I've got over two years to figure it out.

Things that make me happy 

1. Michael Buble's songs 

2. Miniature Objects

3. Dinosaur (Kisschasy)

4. It's nice to be alive (Ball Park Music).

5. Books

6. When the weather is at the perfect temperature 

7. My friends

8. Peanut butter flavoured things 

9. Doing well on a test I thought I was going to do shit in 

10. Pastels 

11. Owls 

12. Things that are related to Harry Potter

13. When the June picture in a calendar is good 

14. Fruit salad 

15. Cool English (language) rules

16. Snow globes 

17. Jangly bracelets 

18. Grapes 

“When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.” 

- John Lennon 

Day 197: September 1

From the newsdesk...
September

September is the ninth month of the year and is one of the four months to have 30 days. It is named after septem, the Latin for 7, as it was previously the 7th month.

Today is September the first, a day celebrated (or not celebrated) by many. Why? Well I'm glad you asked because here's a list:

SPRING: Gone are the days where you are greeted by condensation every time you breathe and you can feel the cold under your skin. Instead we're greeted by the sounds of sneezing thanks to hayfever and the birth of many new bugs and insects. Jokes aside, spring is a lovely season filled with blossoms and baby animals and pretty perfect not-too-hot weather. Its a frivalous time and its time to break out that hat and the sunscreen and get joyful.

Father's Day: In the Land Down Under, we celebrate Father's Day on the first Sunday in September, which this year happens to be September 1st. So here's to the last 16 years of homework help, dad jokes, anchovies (small salty fish my dad likes), halva, billtong, advice, boring biscuits, cynical comments, running and just being there when I need you (and also often when I don't)

SEPTEMBER 1st: What does this mean you mere muggles ask? Well September 1st is the faithful day on which Hogwarts students go through the wall onto Platform 9 and 3/4 and take the puffing steam train known as the Hogwarts Express to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It doesn't bother me hugely that my letter is 5 years overdue or that I live in Australia (and Hogwarts is in Ireland). But soon my fellow witches/wizards we will be walking up and down the 432 (?) moving stairs of Hogwarts, transfiguring match boxes into mice and looking into crystal balls with Professor Trelawney. Soon.

(Also for people who live in the northern hemisphere, school starts today).

So stop what you're doing, grab a straw hat, your favourite Harry Potter, your dad, a picnic basket, a mat and skip down to the nearest park for a father's day celebration. The Harry Potter book is for when he goes to BBQ the meat.