Let's call today: 'Sunday, 20 August 2006'
pirategirl 
wrote in the notebook:
2:37
My One Frame of Fame.
So on Thursday, Basil and Ness and I went to finally see 2:37. Basil appeared 4 times in the courtyard scene, while I was a grey one-second blur passing behind Teresa Palmer, only noticable to me because I knew exactly where I was in that scene. And that my friends is my only appearance in the film. Each of the other scenes in which I endlessly stood with either Basil or Holly, and would have possibly had some nice screentime, were cut.
The Weird Sisters appeared in two scenes, albeit briefly, but still very noticable, and also made it into the credits due to some voice work they did for the 'loop group'. The Sisters and Basil can both be found on the film's website, once again Basil stealing the show.
I requested that Basil export the scene for me and make an image of the frame in which I blur past the camera, so that I may treasure it. So that's what we see above: The best selected image of my one second cameo. My one frame of fame.
And when I'm famous and having an interview on some fancy talk show, they'll dig up 2:37 and say this was Vicki's first film appearance, and press pause and circle it and oh how we'll laugh at the humble beginnings of the now world famous star.
Or perhaps I'll keep dreaming.
Anyway, a word on the film itself now that my whine about my part in it (or lack thereof) is out of my system.
Briefly on plot; set in a high school the film begins with the discovery of 'someone' killing themselves in the janitor's closet. We do not see who it is, only blood. Then we get taken to the beginning of that day and follow several students, each going through his or her own personal issues. Any of them could be the one. It's only a matter of time.
Now for starters, I want to take back anything bad that I'd thought about some of the main actors, Palmer especially... Her performance was awesome... okay, so the only thing I had against her was that she got to kiss Daniel Radcliffe in December Boys and she paid me out for liking him when I spoke to her. Hehehe.
That said, I'd like to see the others move on to other films, there was more talent in that pool that just Palmer. No offence Teresa, but she didn't have to be the sole face of the film.
Joel Mackenzie, I liked him from the start. I don't know why but I like the vibe I got from him, and doubly so in the film as Sean.
And Clementine Mellor... well she's cute and I wish I'd spoken more with her. Filmstar crush? Maybe, but she made me giggle. Lots. Hehehe.
There were a few actors that made me bleed internally and yell that I could have delivered that line or that move way better. Damn extras with no talent getting lines while I perish into oblivion.
Enough about personal opinions on cast.
For Murali Thalluri's first film, I definatley take off my hat, knowing how hard putting a film together is. And also as a person he is a great guy and I'd work with/for him again in a second. However, well made as the film was, I don't think I'd have enjoyed it - or even gone to see it - if I hadn't been involved.
While the story is moving, and you piece together for yourself who stays and who goes so to speak, there's no real point to it that I saw. I think the film could have been used as some sort of tool, rousing some awareness to what some people have to go through: sexual orientation, peer pressure, abuse, intolerance, humiliation, etc.
While this is somewhat demonstrated, I personally felt that it was done in a very subtle way.
One of the taglines, as seen on the site, is It's just a story, that's all it is... perhaps Murali wanted to keep it so.
I don't know, maybe I was too busy trying to spot people and completely missed the point. But that's my opinion.
Despite all my shredding, I'd definately suggest to check it out, if nothing else to support a young and talented Adelaide film maker and the unknown actors he gave a break to.
A footnote, anyone who has been sexually abused or raped, you may not want to watch the film. I saw too many of the people I love embodied by Palmer in her scene and it was hard even for me to watch.
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pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
Hello and welcome to the forgotten land that is my blog.
Sorry m'hearties, I've not been posting much. And what I have been posting hasn't been exciting. I know this.
Today I'm wearing a skirt and my new volleys (ew I own a pair of volleys?? sheep that I am*) and my astro boy tee as my celebratory 'yay it's a warm day which I'm not working through' outfit. Due to my international travels last summer, I haven't worn a skirt for about 12 months. Woohoo.
Tomorrow I head off on a work safari for another 2 weeks. I'll be roaming the Riverland this week and then spending all next week in Mildura. So no doubt there'll be a few text messages bouncing around soon as I start to miss intelligent company.
Ah Mildura's not too bad, I didn't mind it much when I was there last, and my shoot sold really well so that's a plus.
I've asked someone to come to Mildura with me, even just for the weekend when I'm not working, but we'll see if that happens. Fingers crossed, but I'm keeping myself from hoping too much.
This week I was in Elizabeth. A woman came in causing a ruckus. Long story short, she argued with me, didn't get her way, called Customer Service to complain, and was so rude to them too that she got disconnected. No shortage of ferals in 'Lizbef' for sure.
And once again I've reached my blogging peak prematurely, leaving only a crappy excuse for a post.
I'll be back in Adelaide on the 5th or so. Hopefully my solitude in the rugged outback (feh) will inspire some profound points from me, and I'll write to keep my sanity.
Till then, adieu.
*the volleys were $3.05 and they're comfy. black-sheep or not, how could I not get them??
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Let's call today: 'Monday, 14 August 2006'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
15 weeks
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pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
Si!
So tonite I went to the chiro and then an hour later to the dentist.
I had a knee popped back into place, not before waiting about 20mins and slowly falling asleep.
Then I had a filling removed and had it replaced with a sedative dressing, and apparently I bled everywhere. Luckily I couldnt feel any of it. I only noticed when I rinsed that the water was minty green in the cup, but very red in the sink.
So now Im poor, sore, and tired... well, tired-er... and I'm working all week with Ms Bossypants at work.
Fun.
Me sleep now. Goodnight.
P.S Happy Birthday David my gorgeous boy, xxxxx
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Let's call today: 'Thursday, 10 August 2006'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
'now red is blue'
No one told me Ben Folds was in the soundtrack of Hoodwinked????
Oh well it made for a nice surprise.
Today was so much better than the start of the week.
I was in Marion and Katie came and had lunch with me, and I had lots of customers, most of them pretty good, and I got a phonecall from my boss giving me feedback and telling me my shoot in Millicent sold really well (which is good cos I didn't really expect it to) and my head swelled a bit, then the girls came after work and we had tea and hit Intencity and wasted our money on the games and won lots of tickets and we all have matching watches now so we're 'superfriends' and then we caught a movie which I've mentioned already was Hoodwinked.
*takes a breath*
On the subject of the film, for the first few minutes I was thinking perhaps it was a mistake on my part to suggest we see it, but it quickly redeemed itself. The animation can be very basic at times, not a sophisticated as Pixar or Dreamworks, but there's definately some good work happening there. Although as for all films I probably wouldnt recommend Marion just to check this film out unless you've a spare million dollars for a movie ticket, but definately add it to your 'one day' film list.
And if you're another Ben Folds fan like myself and like hearing him pop up in other films, then I suggest How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000) for a snippet of 'Lonely Christmas Eve', I Am Sam (2001) for a cover of The Beatles' 'Golden Slumbers', The Sweetest Thing (2002) for 'Losing Lisa', and more recently Over The Hedge in which his songs have more of a lengthy screentime, including music he wrote specifically for the film.
That marks my research and public service for the evening, and so to bed with me :) G'night.
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Let's call today: 'Wednesday, 9 August 2006'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
222 Messages (2) Unread [15% of 1.0GB]
I should really start deleting some of the emails in the folder I assigned to just for you.
I don't read them anymore and they don't effect me when I do.
The dates are interesting to go by though.
One day I'll get around to it.
Then another day I may even throw your letters out.
Hmm... no I don't think I could do that. That part is far far away still.
But at least I've let it all go.
I'm doing fine at the moment thanks, how about you?
Yeah? No kidding?
Well, I guess I'd know that if we still talked.
Anyway, see you around sometime.
It's funny how we say 'see you around' or 'see you later' to someone we probably never will again.
Almost as though we're hiding the fact that this is the last time we'll speak properly, and we're putting on a happy face for the sake of... well... just for the sake of doing so.
Or maybe it's because "Goodbye" hurts too much?
Or perhaps you do really intend on casually crossing paths again?
I think it's more that we drift apart from someone more often than we actively 'leave' them.
A 'See you later' may, by now, just seem more appropriate.
Because their significance in your life has waned, a teary "I'll never forget you" turns simply into a shrug and a polite half smile and a mere "See you around."
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Let's call today: 'Tuesday, 8 August 2006'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
So today I was in Salisbury.
I had no customers.
Yep, none.
Zero.
Zip.
What I did have was a suprise appraisal since my manager was in SA for the morning.
Apparently I'm very nice and cheerful and positive and polite and they love me.
What are they on?
They also wrote on my appraisal that I'm above average in most of the sections.
Yep, okay. Whatever you say, chief.
So I know I haven't really been blogging anything provacative nor entertaining nor profound and for that I apologise. I just honestly haven't been able to find the time and when I have had the time I haven't had the energy to just sit down and type solidly for even a few moments.
And of course, that still somewhat applies to right now. But I feel the need to touch base at least in some small capacity.
Today I was lucky enough to get a call from Lex. And then later on I called Nessito. They, and the luscious Apey, have all agreed to be my wenches for Saturday night so we're all going to go.... somewhere TBA... and have a meal. Oh and I'm told we have to karaoke it up some too.
Amongst other things Lex asked how my love life was going. I told her that for the moment she'll need to live vicariously through someone else as I've been too busy pretty much since starting this job- not including a very brief fling in Queensland during training.
All in all though, all quiet on the western front, just some flirting that's going nowhere and simply enjoying all this attention that's come out of left field at me.
Odd, I'm so still not used to being the one pursued.
Whilst at Veronica's she suggested I write a paper on children, parents and behavioural observations at work. Tis a good idea. I think I shall indeed take it up.
For now though I think I will finish watching foolish animated things on the internet in a mind-numbing fashion.
"Good DAY sir!... I SAID GOOD DAY!"
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pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
I know its mean
but all I can do is laugh and say I told you so.
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Let's call today: 'Sunday, 6 August 2006'
pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
Who Makes You Feel
Dido
I don't touch you the way I used to
I don't call and write when I'm away
We don't make love as often as we did do
Couldn't wait, now waiting usually goes away
But listen and think when I say it
Oh but listen and think when I say it
Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel
Who loves you and knows you the way I do
Who touches you and holds you quite like I do
Who makes you feel like I make you feel
I don't mind if you come home late
I don't ever ask you where you've been
I just assume there's a problem will you tell me
But listen and think when I say it
Oh but listen and think when I say it
Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel
Who loves you and knows you the way I do
Who touches you and holds you quite like I do
Who makes you feel like I make you feel
Who makes you feel like I make you feel
Who makes you feel like I make you feel
Being weak when I am strong
Being seen, who you are
Being sad and love's not alone
But listen and think when I say it
Oh but listen and think when I say it
Who makes you feel the way that I make you feel
Who loves you and knows you the way I do
Who touches you and holds you quite like I do
Who makes you feel like I make you feel
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pirategirl
wrote in the notebook:
So... the week in brief
I worked in Pt. Pirie which was.... gruelling; the lead poisoning of the community there is rather evident.
Feh. Retards. I stayed with Ben and Katie's family which was nice; they miss their kids and they spoilt me. I went through Pauline's (my honorary Grandma) model of Hogwarts, Diagon Alley, The Enchanted Forest and all places Harry Potter which was rather magical; that is a hobby turned obsession which I'm glad to have watched the progression of.
Clever creative lady. Her and Alie are my heroes of this kind of things.I dropped into Veronica's on the way home which was fun; I helped tend the bonfire for about 4 hours.
I have a burn and a cut and a lingering smell of smoke, but it was very enjoyable.I woke up to the arrival of yet another exchange student which was... okay; the poor kid... well, I always pity them when they get lunked with this family.
My folks get a little over excited sometimes, I'm sure it's very overwhelming.I tried to watch Narnia again which was frustrating; I'm never watching it in the company of relatives again.I bought new clothes which was lovely; I can now finally throw some of my old cruddy stuff out and get some sort of sense of style... or at least fake it.
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