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Yesterday, while I made the bags, my ears received a confused massage with these albums:

The White Stripes - Icky Thump

Tegan and Sara - The Con

Copeland - Eat, Sleep, Repeat

The Killers - Hot Fuss

City And Colour - Bring Me Your Love

Matthew Good - Underdogs

Metric - Fantasies

The White Stripes - Elephant

Rise Against - The Sufferer and the Witness

Luciano Pavarotti - Greatest Hits

Anberlin - Cities

The Sex Pistols - Never Mind The Bollocks

AFI - Crash Love

The Decemberists - Castaways and Cutouts

Brand New - The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me

I passed!

Bronze Medallion AND Bronze Cross have both been successfully completed by my massive, beautiful brain and speedy, hard-working body! I am SO HAPPY to have done both Bronzes at the same time; and to have these winning faculties!

Now that I've completed these levels, it means that I can take a swim instructor course, get hired, get paid $13 an hour [which is the minimum], eventually move up to lifeguard, get paid $17 an hour and then save, save, SAVE for university!

My goodness. I am SO EXCITED to be counted among the working community! It will be amazing to make money, learn things and meet people.

I hope to apply this September. Wish me luck!

Yes, this film is just as bad as it looks.

Unless you like watching a bunch of hyper-sexual post-graduates prance into each other's beds with the idiotic, aimless air of irresponsible, childish confusion, don't watch this film. The 'brat pack' face-planted with this one.

[Also, the tagline is wrong. These people only call each other 'friends' because it makes it easier for one to convince the other to sleep with them.]

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Today, I am sickeningly unproductive. Despite my large stack of interesting books, my pile of un-stitched fabric, my very weedy garden and pantry-full of cookie ingredients, I don't feel like reading or sewing or baking or making money. I feel like sitting, watching films and eating. It's gross.

This is the worst feeling in the world.

the fifties contained the best films

I finally saw Roman Holiday [Audrey Hepburn's first film] last night. In it, she plays a princess tired of being a princess and doing princess things. After escaping the clutches of her royal pages, she runs loose in the city of Rome; simply doing what she wants to do [like cutting her hair, eating gelato ice cream, dancing with men younger than 60 and smoking cigarettes.] Gregory Peck plays the -inevitable- man she runs into, and falls for.

I liked it. It was an adorable little movie starring an equally adorable little actress.

July 30th will be a good day.

I can't wait to see them.

Today:

> Gained bronze shoulders at the Bronze swimming course

> Atlas Shrugged: Page 251, The Last of the Mohicans: Chapter 2, I Am A Strange Loop: "On Downward Causality"

> Saw Duplicity [hated it]

> Was shocked and horrified after running into this website; even considered erasing her Facebook account and then killing herself to avoid any association with the human race and it's popular internet trends [only click the link if you don't mind losing your faith in humanity completely]

> Admired her sun-kissed shoulders in the mirror for longer than modest girls would agree to

> Did math for the first time in too long [algebra is so wonderfully solvable, unlike life]

I plan to complete the day with another film [to make up for awful, awful Duplicity!] and study some infant CPR.