Cakes, wonderful cakes..! By Veruska, over from deviantArt. Wonderful sense of humour, huh? I particularly love the one with bottles strewn about and the couple being pissed as anything, blissful expressions on their faces.
But hang on..! If seeing those cakes boggle your mind, check out this yummy advert:
And the making of:
Just the thought of watching the advert again has my stomach rumbling in anticipation. I think tomorrow I shall frolic amongst cakes..! (By which I mean, I will spend the money I really shouldn't spend on delicious noms..!)
"How despicably have I acted!' she cried. - 'I, who have prided myself on my discernment! - I, who have valued myself on my abilities!"
- Elizabeth Bennet, chapter 36 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
Ms. Austen's book is a much loved book, I may be a book-whore, but I have to admit the only one undergoing special treatment is this one particular title. The photo above is my own dog-eared copy of Pride and Prejudice. Well, one of them anyway - the first one in fact. I have since collected 3 others, and I plan on collecting more. I love having the many different covers from this wonderful book, so I do like to keep my eyes open. Though I must confess I only ever read the one pictured above, it has huge sentimental value.. And I enjoyed reading the introduction as written by Ms. Gail Cunningham of Kingston University.
Anyways, I'm not writing a review, nor am I proffessing my love of this book at the moment.. It's the quote I wrote above..
The exact moment Lizzie utters this is after she reads a letter from Darcy, explaining away misunderstandings between the two which were outed during his confession of love. Lizzie then realized that she judged people just as unfairly as others, even despite her pride that she was level headed and critical.
I don't know how many times that quote has saved me from making an idiot of myself. Everytime I remember it, I slap myself internally and force myself to listen carefully, observe and think things over before making a decision.
And I thought I'd share it.
I have many, many things stuck inside my head in the form of quotes from books. I figure I may as well write them down. :D
I have found that I'm getting consistently intolerant of other people's inadequacies (while conveniently forgetting my own pile of idiotic stunts, pulled daily - on the hour, every hour.). I should socialize more often and rid myself of this annoying sneer, lest I become that person.
You know that person - everyone knows one. He who sneers at others, and finds himself perfect and without fault. One who demands apologies but never seems to be able to say one properly himself. You know, the person who says he strives for truths while only giving half truths, and regards compassion and tact with contempt.
Oh they probably can mask their snobby outlook and stick on a mask, masquerading as a perfectly good friend - as long as: 1. You don't hang out with them much, 2. You only meet them in a group setting, and/or 3. You keep things at a distance. Because God forbid you get close and find out they like to burn their friends in little bursts, to test their 'loyalty'.
*le sigh*
Yes I suppose I'm talking about one person in particular.
Anyway, this isn't about him (for once), this is about me and my inability to socialize properly these days. I find I'm getting more and more intolerant and impatient of people I deem 'overly and unnecessarily emotional', both in facing people and in their outlook of life. I just find them tiring, and I get tired so easily these days.
Not to say I regard those with a zest for life with contempt - au contraire. I love talking with passionate people, their fire inspires me to get off my butt and do something. I love shooting off with people who laugh like there's no one else in the room, and cry genuine tears (as opposed to those fake crocodile ones we all so despise). I love, love passionate people who have something to be passionate about.
I just have no patience for those who find drama in everything they do, and aren't thankful for the things they have - they annoy me to no end. Especially those who proudly broadcast to the world how shitty their good life is.
And I'm so sorely tempted to delete them from my facebook. (Except I live by my own weird code of ethics I work by, one of which states: 'thou shalt not leave without saying why'. Aka, if I want them off my facebook, I should really tell them first. And I really don't want to deal witht he fuss they will kick off. So I'll leave them be and ignore their posts xD)
Anyway.
In a roundabout way, I'm saying I should get out of my comfort zone of deliciously wonderful friends, and dive into a more diverse world. I have to get used to dealing with people again, so that I don't find myself growling everytime someone offends my "delicate" sensibilities.
This whole socializing thing is such a whole lot of work..!
Why? Because I've sort of stuck "autumn" and "happiness" together. So when I'm especially happy, I like to think of it as autumn. Weird? Yes. But why not.
I'm feeling happy because there is an abundance of talented people in this world. These days I've been frequenting Myspace, etsy, deviantArt.. alot. God, the sheer abundance of gorgeous minds available, just floor me. Lovely, lovely, creative, and mind-numbingly brilliant minds..! Its all just.. well, I've been spending years on the net and I haven't run out of things to see and coo over, and wantwantWANT (because the evil internet now supports safer international transactions).
Oh you talented people..!
And you know what.. those are just the well known sites. There's a shit load (pardon my French) of sites promoting communities dedicated to certain 'arts', individual sites showcasing works, and a gazzillion more sites which are just inspirational and just - whoa.
I hate the internet for sometimes making me feel so small, but I love it even more for the sheer abundance of ideas available and the lovely, lovely, lovely people who generously share knowledge, and know-hows (I've even found a tutorial on how to do taxidermy on a rat on dA).
How can you hate the world in an era like this? So many beautiful people to meet and greet, so little time..! So here's my little greeting to anyone who's interested..
HELLO WORLD..!
Yes, its one of those gorgeous days when I wake up and realize I've fallen in love with the world all over again. We have a tumultuous relationship, me and the world - but my baby never dissapoints. It likes to throw me a lifeline now and then when I start to think I'm hitting rock-bottom.
Okay we are- or at least I am.. because every sane person is afraid of death. But we're a strong nation, we will get through this and come out stronger than ever.
I'm of course talking about recent bombings in Jakarta. There's just so many emotions going through me at the moment, that I don't think I'll be able to be very coherent.
Indonesia will get through this - that much I believe.
Smokin' hot, vintage 20 year old Italian leather heels. As donated by auntie numero uno, who donated them to auntie numero duo and then to yours truly! (Excellent condition, as neither wear heels much!) And..! These gorgeous.. errr.. I shall dub them my Cowboy Heels! Ann Taylor Cowboy Heels! As donated by generous auntie numero duo.
To this day, I have not yet made up my mind yet if these two are in fact idiots, or comedy geniuses..! All I know is that I always laugh my arse off when watching their vids.
Kudos to Rove McManus for sharing Hamish and Andy with the world.
The previous post was dedicated to strangers, now it's time for my family. I'll admit I love taking pictures of them as kids for blackmail purposes. Already one of them (Rifa, as it so happens - the star of this post), keeps running away when I show her pictures of her as a 5 year old. Fun, right? (Keeps her out of my room too!)
But really, they're very fun to photograph. Children are expressive by nature, and my family seems to have an abundance of energy to pose (even the adults, as it so happens). So here's a snippet of The Condet Clan.
(The name 'The Condet Clan' is a joke which stemmed from the fact that we all seemed to own black cars - with the exception of yours trully, who owns a beautiful forest-green car by the name of Phillip. Anyways, yes. When we gather, it's like the frickin' Mob. All black cars, and - for Indonesians - abnormally tall people. Hence the name The Condet Clan. My grandpapa is the perfect Godfather too..!)
ANYWAYS! Without further ado:
The RIFA Series, she must have been about.. 5? 6? Adorable and cute and was still very much the cuddly little girl we all fell in love with. Yes, she's the baby of the family - youngest grandkid and all.
My personal fave is this one:
And now? Well here's Rifa now(ish) - the cute yet very much evil, manipulative little bugger at age 8. Taken last year.
Below is Bilal, my (still) adorable 11 year old cousin! (Even Rifa seems to treat him like a younger sibling! Haha)
Last, but certainly not least! Latifa - My first niece. Age 7 (or 8?) months.
As mentioned before in part the first, all photos are posted on my deviantArt account : HERE. *pimpin'*
For someone who can't really stand "chil'urn" for long periods of time (family not counted), I seem to have accumulated quite a lot pictures of the little blighters. There's quite a few to load, so apologies for taking up your bandwidth!
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And I posted a few a while back in this blog, located here.
And all are posted on my deviantArt account : HERE. *pimpin'*
I was sorting through my pictures and I found this.. This is what happens when you leave your paints out and leave me with them for 5 minutes. I start painting on myself.
I remember that day very clearly.. My mum came in and gave a strangled shout, and started laughing. She then chased me out of her room by throwing stuff at me.
I was 19 at the time.
No. I have no self control when I have a chance to make a mess.
David Bowie as the Goblin King from Labyrinth. But now.. now.. I am the Goblin King! Yes I am feeling quite silly right now. Other than the fact I've been having a Russell Howard-Jon Richardson podcast marathon, I've just been very giddy.
Presenting.. The source of my giddyness..! The Greatest Present Of All Time.
Yes. Make up. I love, love.. LOVE make up. And nail polish. And colour. I love colour. And make up. I just really love being a girl! *JOY*
And not for any cool reason, or girly facts like 'Oh I like to look pretty', and I have no real skills with make up either! (Unlike my ex housemate, Dinsuy or Neng Tya).. I just really like playing with make up..!
This was approximately 5 minutes ago. Yes - that is blue and pink and purple and silver and green. Crap pic, you can't really see the colours - but yes. It was LOUD and so very funny. I couldn't stop giggling. Its a shame I didn't have any liquid eye liner - I would have drawn all kinds of swirls and lines if I had.
My family complains that I laugh at the randomest thing, at the most random times - its because I sometimes remember the things I get up to when I'm left on my own..! Haha!
But yes.
I love make up. It makes me giddy.
I'm forever a 5 year old, cooing at colours when it comes to make up. I don't know what I'm doing, I just slap it on my face. Its sooo sooo fun.
(David Bowie is up there because as I remembered it, the Goblin King had outrageous make up on - my memory fails me. But I still had fun skipping around my room, wearing a cloak with make up on my face and crowing 'I AM THE GOBLIN KINGGG!!!')
Today is the day where most Indonesians vote, if not for taking part in an attempt at exercising their rights then for the simple reason that there's an abundance of freebies available for those who voted. From free coffee, to ice cream, to clothing discounts. Whatever the reason - I applaud you.
I'm ashamed to say that many of my friends seems to have opted out of voting, and proudly declared their idiocy.
By all means don't vote - just don't complain, a year down the road when you feel something isn't going right. Because that's what you're basically doing by not voting, right? You're giving up your chance to partake in how this country is run.
You've basically given up your voice, your right to complain about bureaucracy, or corrupt government officials, or the economy. You do not get to say 'this government is shitty'. You also loose all rights to be proud of its accomplishments.You have no voice.
I hate it when people complain about the state of this country, and the way its run. And complain about how nothing goes right. And say that everyone in power is evil and useless and corrupt - and then they turn out to be the ones who stayed at home while hordes of others are trying to make a difference.
Its idiots like that who ruin the country. For God's sake if you think all the candidates are evil, then choose the lesser evil. Study their policies, their views, their plans. Think carefully about what you're opinionated about, what fires you up - what issues you feel most strongly about.. Then pick a candidate which best represents that..! How hard is that?
I apologize for being harsh and calling non-voters idiots, but I just think that its idiotic to complain when you didn't care enough to partake in the process in the first place. Don't ask for democracy and then leave when you've been given the chance.
As I've mentioned before (on the post before this, in fact..!) - I can't wait for the next episode of the Michael McIntyre Comedy Roadshow. Jon Richardson is one reason (main reason, really :P), Jo Caulfield is another. Funny, funny lady that she is.
And.. Okay I can't help it. I want to post Jon-vids. Again..! Hahaha! I can't wait to see the full routine.
.. and failing miserably. Well, a cyber stalker anyway.. Since my object of "affection" is thousands of miles away. And not quite affection really, I just think the man is shit-yourself-funny. Who exactly am I talking about..? The man in question is - drum roll please - JonRichardson (the 'Jon' is linked to his Wikipedia page, and the 'Richardson' to his Chortle profile :D)
Jon Richardson is an English stand up comedian currently hosting his own radio show on BBC6music while touring the country, pleasing crowds with his rather intense need for everything to be organized, and his cranky-ness concerning the stupidity people sometimes demonstrate, illustrated comically through his daily observations of people around him (did that sentence make sense..?).
Further info - look up his Chortle and Wikipedia page. Oh and reviews of his 2008 tour, Dogmatic is archived by some lovely person - here.
I started being a huge fan when I started my obsessive downloads of his radio show with fellow stand up comedian Russell Howard, which thankfully can still be downloaded and listened to here (and if you explore a bit you'll also find his solo shows are available on the site too, or alternatively short clips of it are available on youtube.).. This of course led to obsessive searches of his stand up material on youtube, some of my finding I shall share quite happily (aren't I nice?)
My sudden need to share my affection of this man comes from the fact that I can't wait for July the 12th when hopefully an episode of Michael McIntyre's Comedy Roadshow will finally show up on the internet, featuring Jon. It will air on the 11th in Britain, but yes.. I'm relying on you, internet! Don't let me down..!
Yes I love stand up, and I do spend too much time lamenting the fact I don't live in the U.K, somewhere around Edinburgh, Montreal and/or Melbourne (where the acts are found during festivals, and sometimes out of it). Youtube is my best friend, as is torrents.
Someday I shall buy their original DVDs. But for now - tis nowt but a dream. *sigh*
But err.. yes. I was talking about Jon. I love Jon, I can't wait to see him on Michael McIntyre's show..!
Also.. Mock The Week on the 4th..! Renewed for a seventh season..! YAY!
