11/12ths Of The Year

Time. Never. Ceases. To. Dumbfound. Me.

Absolutely never.

How is it that it's already December? Wasn't it just August last time I checked?

2014 has been a fairly big year, not going to lie. Final year at school, graduation, became an adult, got my Learner's Permit which hasn't really been much use. I don't know, I suppose it's just been a busy year. I'm grateful, for the stress and motivation and inspiration, I just wish it would come back to me. Why is it that we take such things for granted?

Summer is reigning supreme and we're officially only two days in, when who am I kidding? It's been here since October's end. There's some sort of Christmas Beetle epidemic and I'm kind of over their buzzing lullabies. There's only 22 days left till Christmas and I've come to a realisation. If you don't have commercial television or go to the supermarket too often, it doesn't really hit you that it's 'holiday season'. It's all a marketing ploy but everyone knows that. I am looking forward to Christmas this year though because my grandparents moved into their new house and it's beyond beautiful. This will be a Christmas to remember, one to close off the year in a memorable manner. 

I must say, school is really something to be grateful for too. I don't know how I've managed to forget most of the French I learnt over the past two years but it happened. The fact that we go through 13 years of school and are supposed to retain so much content is both ridiculous and impressive. So, well done to us.

One goal for this Christmas is to make a satirical holiday card. Like this one but more personal. Perhaps the family in shorts and singlets holding stubbies and wearing thongs, zinc casually striped across the face? I don't know, I think its sounds fair dinkum.

Slow Progress But Progress None The Less

Progress. It's happening, but oh so slowly. 

I'm working on a new mini doco, 'Lost In Transit'.

Normally I'd be pumped and motivated and just go at final cut pro like mad until I had a rough version which I'd slightly edit before proclaiming it done. I haven't done more than 50 seconds in three days. I'm thinking I might have to source more interview material and stream line the questions. It was just a test run but I do like the answers, they just don't all meld together. I've credited it as 'Tenmore Productions' but it's more like I'm the editor/director and we're both the subjects and interviewers. I wouldn't expect this to be a joint effort anyway but I like labelling it that way, makes me feel professional.

The questions were varied. I started off on gender stereotypes and emasculation before we talked about motivation and teenage hood. I'd like to go deeper regarding both topics but for now I think I'll just focus on what we know best as we are experiencing it now. It will allow us to question our current actions and mull over this age and time, will it be the time of our lives?

Hopefully it will be one of many.

I Count Time As It Slips Through My Fingertips

It's a quiet night at home. We've just had dinner and I'm tossing up going to bed by 9 which I hated as a child and don't quite mind now, reading 'On The Road' which I've been meaning to read for the past two years or watching an episode of a tv show. I know, it all sounds riveting but then again, it's only a Thursday.

It seems to me that I'm counting time in weeks and I marvel at how on Monday I will have been a legitimate graduate and still haven't accomplished anything in the likes of a job or goal or hobby or anything within 2 weeks. This below is what I did in my flatline boredom. I've shared it on four social media sites just to prove how uncool I am, but I'm not afraid to say that I'm 'secretly' proud of it. 

The views that I've gathered so far from my friends is that we all need hobbies. Ok, what do I like?

Chocolate, tea, reading, being lazy, writing poetry and general creative writing, film making, film watching, people watching, staring at things and out of windows, photography, planning my future, reminiscing on the past. I'm really good at that one.

Lately my parents keep telling me that I think too much, I need to be present and not get lost says my father while my mother says I need to act in the present for a future to be possible. It's hard I tell you.

My bedroom floor is a heap of lists and stationery, things to do, short term/long term goals, moving tips and tricks. My friend and I have decided that what we need is a drastic change of scenery and new smoggy air. We're moving to the city so good luck to us. We're unemployed and broke, the perfect recipe for a cheap sitcom about this new generation. We could be the new 'GIRLS' or 'Two Broke Girls', the gist is the same in both really. 

Anyhow, my other friend and I will hopefully be starting up our film production soon and start making a mini doco which should be fun. A topic, audience, and group to research is yet to be decided. The name is a combination of both our names, Tenmor(e) Productions. I like the 'e' but we're not sure if that'll be a thing. 

Lately I've been making an effort to go outside and actually leave my room. Every time I go by the river I see armies, swarms, invasions, of blue jellyfish. I'm enamoured by them, both entranced by their awkward and graceful floating, and then disgusted by them when they beach themselves and die.

...And so after much deliberation I have decided to watch tv. Because that takes less energy than sleeping apparently, but sleep is next on the list and I can't wait. Even though I don't do much with my day, I'm tireder than ever. I've been trying to find a job to support me financially as well as save me from wasting my days. Being rejected numerous times in one day is pretty exhausting. 

I'm feeling a bit empty like this cup.

I'm also realising that I'm coming across as quite boring and dull because of my meaningless drivel about nothing. All I can say is that it's nice knowing that no one is really reading this and therefore no one can be bored, and if you are then thanks because you've spent you're time getting to know my angsty not so sociable side. 

Next time I promise something productive will have happened.

A While Coming

I've been wanting to have a blog for about 4 years now but there was never a time in my life that was interesting enough to make public. I don't think now is either but I feel older and therefore wiser so hopefully I have some insightful things to say.
Welcome.
BratNova is a nickname that I inherited from my Pop when I was little, somehow it has become the name for this little space. Naming a blog is almost like naming a child.
This is my second attempt at a blog so I'm really hoping that I myself can stay interested in it, I need a hobby to distract me from wasting away my days. 
brat NOVA will be a place where I document my film making process, my thoughts because there are too many in my head that won't fit on paper and general life stuff ... we'll see as we go along.
So please, stay and read my ramblings and ponders because you might gain something from it, or leave feeling used, your call.