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gossip_guy
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Whoops, Ruby wasn't paying attention when Googling "quotes about siblings" and accidentally reveals she didn't actually read the thing she claims she read, for the 42,948,567th time.
I'm also dying at Ruby's weirdly clinical and ambiguous birthday message to her sister; note that Ruby doesn't actually says anything positive about her sister or their relationship anywhere in this post.
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Griftwood
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Okay, so I’m procrastinating and decided to use my procrastination time usefully and went through Roobee’s study day. Didn’t find any inconsistencies with the date (or she’s got really sneaky at hiding them) but she really is half-assing 50% of it and lying about the other 50%. Behold:
She gets up some time after sunrise, gets dressed and has breakfast - I’m guessing she starts WAHHRK around 8:30 or so (hard to make out the time but it starts with either 8 or 9).
She ”writes an outline” of The Jew of Malta, reads an article on it, then reads the whole play - the time looks to be something starting with 10 when she starts reading, or when she films the first clip of herself reading. ”That took me a couple of hours,” she announces, goes down to get coffee, then says ”it’s now been an hour” and claims to have worked on her novel.
She then reads from an introductory book on Shakespeare ”to brush up on my Shakespeare knowledge” and films the sponsorship segment, then announces ”it’s now 12:15”. Instead of going to lunch, she then ”writes up summaries of all the cantos of The Faerie Queene” (there are 75) and ”reads another canto” (number 3 - but she’s ”taking it slyowly because I’m just really enjoying it”).
After an insufficient lunch, it’s time for some transcription of Early Modern handwriting. It’s 13:44 according to her iPad. She then watches an introductory video on the Bodleian (time shown, it’s now 14:37). She then reads an entire book on early printed books on PARLAYGO and takes notes; the clock on her desk shows a time of 16:55.
She goes out on a ron, saying she will take a 45-minute break. She time travels back to 15:07 briefly to unbox her Apple pansill, then proceeds with her break of coffee, cake and wahhrking on her novel. She then reads two critical essays; the time is 17:something. (Even if it’s 17:59, she has once again managed the impossible and gone for a run, shower, coffee, cake, writing and reading two critical essays all within 54 minutes, not to mention the time travel.)
After this, it’s time to make and eat dinner, and then she has a therapy session at 19:00. She then writes for 3+ hours and reads 400 pages of a book before going to sleep.
She gets up some time after sunrise, gets dressed and has breakfast - I’m guessing she starts WAHHRK around 8:30 or so (hard to make out the time but it starts with either 8 or 9).
She ”writes an outline” of The Jew of Malta, reads an article on it, then reads the whole play - the time looks to be something starting with 10 when she starts reading, or when she films the first clip of herself reading. ”That took me a couple of hours,” she announces, goes down to get coffee, then says ”it’s now been an hour” and claims to have worked on her novel.
She then reads from an introductory book on Shakespeare ”to brush up on my Shakespeare knowledge” and films the sponsorship segment, then announces ”it’s now 12:15”. Instead of going to lunch, she then ”writes up summaries of all the cantos of The Faerie Queene” (there are 75) and ”reads another canto” (number 3 - but she’s ”taking it slyowly because I’m just really enjoying it”).
After an insufficient lunch, it’s time for some transcription of Early Modern handwriting. It’s 13:44 according to her iPad. She then watches an introductory video on the Bodleian (time shown, it’s now 14:37). She then reads an entire book on early printed books on PARLAYGO and takes notes; the clock on her desk shows a time of 16:55.
She goes out on a ron, saying she will take a 45-minute break. She time travels back to 15:07 briefly to unbox her Apple pansill, then proceeds with her break of coffee, cake and wahhrking on her novel. She then reads two critical essays; the time is 17:something. (Even if it’s 17:59, she has once again managed the impossible and gone for a run, shower, coffee, cake, writing and reading two critical essays all within 54 minutes, not to mention the time travel.)
After this, it’s time to make and eat dinner, and then she has a therapy session at 19:00. She then writes for 3+ hours and reads 400 pages of a book before going to sleep.
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gossip_guy
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I went back to check that section and she steals absolutely everything and contributes nothing of her own.
The design template is one of the stock layouts/designs from the website/printing service she used.
Most of the recipes and images are copied and pasted from Pinterest.
Others nabbed from specific sites she found in Google searches.
She just copies and pastes everything, with no attention paid to any missing information, like cooking instructions.
Most of the recipes have no instructions whatsoever, just a list of raw ingredients for you to pile into a bowl and eat with a fork, presumably.
For the few that she's included cooking instructions, there are...issues.
James's Peach Rolls (from James and the Giant Peach, I guess, but she doesn't clarify who or where any of these recipes originate from and leaves it to the imagination) have cooking instructions included, mercifully. Only...instead of an actual recipe for peach rolls, she's just copied this recipe for vegan brioche, word for word:
Vegan Brioche Recipe
Brioche bread is a rich and fluffy French classic. Today we are making a vegan brioche bread that is just as delicious!
And in her rush to steal all her content from other sources and put in zero thought or effort of her own, she forgot that there are no peaches in that stolen recipe and so peaches aren't included anywhere in the cooking instructions. There's just a half-assed note on the ingredient list - 'Sliced peaches (to roll inside)' - but no indication at what point to do that, because she was too damn lazy to amend the instructions.
So the design is borrowed and the recipes incompetently stolen, but surely someone who brags that she JANUINELY reads 1,000s of books a year and loves literature more than anything has a few memorable passages and scenes rattling around her dusty, hollow skull? Especially since she's constantly advertising all the annotation apps she AWLWHEYS YEEZES.
Nah, she just skimmed Goodreads quotes until she found something food-related.
You might think she's at least contributed her own ideas as a starting point, using foods she remembers from her favourite books, right? Or since she loves REEESAAARCHING AND LAAAHRNING so much, she'd grab a favourite book from her shelf and skip to the passages about food?
Nope. She got ChatGPT to think of things for her.
"find some pieces of food writing in the beatrix potter books and list them for me please"
"give me some foods and extracts about these foods which appear in the charles dickens b[...]"
But not to worry, I'm sure for Harry Potter she'll have some quotes memorised or scenes in mind, considering she stole her fake name and her entire fake personality from a character in the books. She should know those books like the back of her grimy hands. And she has the books on her "BOCKSHALVES" to grab and check for the quo--
"find a quote from harry potter about butterbeer"
Oh.
"can you find a quote from a book where[...]"
Oh dear...
I guess it's too hard to come up with her own ideas or find quotes for herself when she only pretends to read books.
She proudly shows off her plagiarised creation and there's no credit anywhere for illustrations, photos, recipes, quotes, etc. If she tries charging money for this, it'll be a shitstorm. And I guess it's a different matter if this is just something she did for fun, but there seems to be zero fun involved, either.
It's not exactly a fun passion project when it's a joylessly and cynically slapped-together pamphlet to which she contributed nothing of her own and which is focused around her completely fake interest in literature. It's just embarrassing on every level.
And what makes it even worse is that she was stupid enough to leave all this footage in, because she thinks time-lapse footage will hide everything in a blur of faux-productive busywork. She's her own worst enemy, and I'm not sure why anyone believes her lies at this point when she shows her hand in every video.
Attachments
Seems she doesn't send out replacements of her products when she says she does either... if you're so checked out from your business, there really is no shame in closing it. I have noticed her comments on tiktok becoming more sceptical of her recently.
Griftwood
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Welp, I guess we put it on the bingo card for a reason 
lol she really thinks she’s going to be traipsing around Oxford, writing letters and decorating them with stamps, using her portable cutlery and two pencil cases full of pens and pencils and mildliners and page flags and washi tapes
This confirms it, she really is only doing this for the aesthetics and the bragging rights. She’s such a fucking dilettante
lol she really thinks she’s going to be traipsing around Oxford, writing letters and decorating them with stamps, using her portable cutlery and two pencil cases full of pens and pencils and mildliners and page flags and washi tapes
This confirms it, she really is only doing this for the aesthetics and the bragging rights. She’s such a fucking dilettante
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Deeznutslol
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“We NEED to normalise going on rainy walks”…. What?
Since when was going out in the rain not “normalized” for someone who lives in the UK? It literally rains for like half of the year lmao. Either you go out in it or you remain shut in your house all day.
I’ve not been on this thread for a while and haven’t caught up with her, but one look at her tiktok tells me that clearly she’s still an absolute melt lol
Since when was going out in the rain not “normalized” for someone who lives in the UK? It literally rains for like half of the year lmao. Either you go out in it or you remain shut in your house all day.
I’ve not been on this thread for a while and haven’t caught up with her, but one look at her tiktok tells me that clearly she’s still an absolute melt lol
gossip_guy
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Yeah, looks like she removed the description she lazily left in from last year, but the whole thing is still full of errors.
Grade: D-
Must try harder, Rubert.
I have never once written a summary of a text I've read for my degree. For my reading for this year, I've got a Google doc with initial thoughts, motifs I notice, the main themes but those are just things to look back on to jog my memory.
I'm currently reading Bleak House in preparation for October and to nobody's surprise, someone carries "a broken candle in a broken candlestick", not a broken candlestick in a broken candlestick holder.
I'm currently reading Bleak House in preparation for October and to nobody's surprise, someone carries "a broken candle in a broken candlestick", not a broken candlestick in a broken candlestick holder.
PositivelyVonnegutesque
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Imagine being in a lecture and everyone's there with their laptops and then this vision in Miss Patina bursts through the door and proceeds to tip the entire contents of a Ryman's superstore out on the desk next to you. Followed by what you think is the early tremors of an earthquake but is actually just The Planner being hauled out of the kanken and clanked down onto the desk, scattering washi tape and Gaviscon tablets to the four winds.
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coldestofspirits
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I’ve been thinking more about Ruby’s decision to apply for the early modern MSt, and how - to be frank - utterly ridiculous it is. She doesn’t like the period; it’s never been her literature of choice; we know this. She’s very obviously applied because it’s less competitive to get into compared to some of the other MSt courses. I realise these are not original points, but just recapping here before moving on.
The issue is that she is SO fixated on going to Oxford that she’s screwed herself over in terms of doing something she might actually like, academically. Feel free to skip my entire post if you’re not interested in deeply nerdy waffling about alternate options she could have (should have) taken.
Ruby will struggle to get good marks on the MSt, because she’s one of the weaker members of the cohort. She did a less rigorous degree and got a lot of help, whereas others in the cohort will have done more rigorous degrees without leaning on a friend the way Ruby did (and will also have genuine, independent interest in the period).
She will probably try to compensate for being at the weak end by (1) slogging and (2) sucking up to the dons, but neither will work quite as well at masters level. However, she’s canny enough to weaponise her mental health for extensions etc (I’m not concerned about mentioning this because I don’t believe it’s giving her ideas - she knows), and Oxford will grant those. She knows how to advantage herself.
If she underperforms in the masters, she will have a much more difficult time being accepted for a DPhil at Oxford (even though she is massively advantaged by not needing to win competitive funding, like most students). What she could have done - but didn’t because she just wanted to get to Oxford as quickly as possible - was do a masters in something that actually interested her (children’s literature), and where it was thus much more likely she would get higher marks. That would also have given her a more focused and refined application for DPhil at Oxford, along with, ironically, a stronger academic profile, and she could’ve gained a doctoral place for four years!
There absolutely are academics at Oxford who are interested in children’s literature and would have considered supervising her, if she’d presented a strong DPhil application with high masters marks in a relevant field. I’m not saying who they are because I refuse to help her, haha.
But her chances of successfully applying to write a doctoral thesis on something she would genuinely like (twentieth century literature for children/girls, mostly) are if anything hurt, not helped, by the MSt she is doing. It makes her look indecisive and academically unfocused. The appropriate MSt would have been the modern one, but I’m guessing she felt she wouldn’t get in, and was intimidated by the content. You don’t study modern and contemporary literature at a top university without engaging properly with literary theory and challenging texts. That’s why she should have done a focused masters somewhere else, aimed to nail that with high marks, and then gone for Oxford. But oh well. Too late now.
The issue is that she is SO fixated on going to Oxford that she’s screwed herself over in terms of doing something she might actually like, academically. Feel free to skip my entire post if you’re not interested in deeply nerdy waffling about alternate options she could have (should have) taken.
Ruby will struggle to get good marks on the MSt, because she’s one of the weaker members of the cohort. She did a less rigorous degree and got a lot of help, whereas others in the cohort will have done more rigorous degrees without leaning on a friend the way Ruby did (and will also have genuine, independent interest in the period).
She will probably try to compensate for being at the weak end by (1) slogging and (2) sucking up to the dons, but neither will work quite as well at masters level. However, she’s canny enough to weaponise her mental health for extensions etc (I’m not concerned about mentioning this because I don’t believe it’s giving her ideas - she knows), and Oxford will grant those. She knows how to advantage herself.
If she underperforms in the masters, she will have a much more difficult time being accepted for a DPhil at Oxford (even though she is massively advantaged by not needing to win competitive funding, like most students). What she could have done - but didn’t because she just wanted to get to Oxford as quickly as possible - was do a masters in something that actually interested her (children’s literature), and where it was thus much more likely she would get higher marks. That would also have given her a more focused and refined application for DPhil at Oxford, along with, ironically, a stronger academic profile, and she could’ve gained a doctoral place for four years!
There absolutely are academics at Oxford who are interested in children’s literature and would have considered supervising her, if she’d presented a strong DPhil application with high masters marks in a relevant field. I’m not saying who they are because I refuse to help her, haha.
But her chances of successfully applying to write a doctoral thesis on something she would genuinely like (twentieth century literature for children/girls, mostly) are if anything hurt, not helped, by the MSt she is doing. It makes her look indecisive and academically unfocused. The appropriate MSt would have been the modern one, but I’m guessing she felt she wouldn’t get in, and was intimidated by the content. You don’t study modern and contemporary literature at a top university without engaging properly with literary theory and challenging texts. That’s why she should have done a focused masters somewhere else, aimed to nail that with high marks, and then gone for Oxford. But oh well. Too late now.
CatCafe234
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Tell me you’ve never had to walk to school/work in the rain without telling me you‘ve never had to walk school/work in the rain …
gossip_guy
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Another 'Week in My Life' begins with Ruby practicing her crane kick technique in her huge, barren back yard for some reason.
I guess she entered an under-13s karate tournament?
Mummy must be too hungover and/or lying injured in a flower bed somewhere, because Ruby says she's forced to take a taxi to work. Her shrivelled Tory heart would break if she had to subject herself to riding a bus like a commoner, so she has no choice but to pay to be chauffeured by a stranger.
For context, Ruby's house is barely a 40 minute walk from her work and she is constantly claiming she loves taking hours-long walks several times a day. It's a ten minute bike ride, and in this very video, Ruby claims that cycling is a big hobby of hers (ha!). She doesn't need the money, but the cost of taxis to and from work will completely cancel out whatever she's being paid for 3 hours work every few days. Yet Ruby's constantly putting on her performative poverty hat to pretend that she can't afford things like books or to eat at restaurants. BOT SHE'S SYO VARRY SOSSTAINABOL.
Ruby puts on her fakest, daintiest little child voice to make herself seem young and victimised as she says, "Josst tyo antithipate quasschons, becoss...peepol AWHLWHEYS AHHSK, Oiy'm CORRENTLY on a gap YAA, BOT...Oiy'm WAAHRKING part toiyme in a schwool. OIY CHEESE NWOT TYOO SHAAHR ANNIE MWOAR DETAIL THAN THISSTHOUGH, JOSST FWOR PROIVACY REASONS."
Nahhh. Explaining the nature of her job doesn't impact the privacy of anyone, she just desperately wants people to assume that her job is infinitely more important than it is. And she no longer works in a school. Her contract was from January to end of term in July, she's just fudging the numbers, releasing vlogs filmed weeks ago and talking about it as though she's still there to seem busier than she is.
Work has been and gone and Ruby's back home and SYO VARRY AXWAUSTED. She provides zero detail as to what her working day was like or involved, so this whole thing was a pointless inclusion. The only remotely interesting thing to happen to her is not elaborated upon in any way, yet she still made sure to include a whole section telling us she WAARKS VARRY HARD AND IS VARRY TOIYRD FROM ALL THE WAAHRKING THAT WAS JANUINELY DON, even though she made a conscious choice to keeps her work and private life separate, apparently?
Ruby has bought herself a new
Faber & Faber have sent Ruby a free copy of some random book she's never heard of, so naturally she switches to sponsor ass-kissing mode.
"Faber are probablee moiy FAVOURITE poblisher," she says, while giving her patented 'I'm lying' poker tell squint. PANGWIN POBBLISHING must have refused to send her any free books which she'll never read, so they can eat shit, I guess.
"Loike, if you were gyowing tyoo be poblished with annieone..." Ruby adds, with a desperate, not-at-all-subtle series of 'Hint, hint, Faber! Please publish my terrible books! Look at all the free publicity I'm giving you!' facial expressions.
Faber also sent her a signed copy of Max "Pru-Fworma" Porter's latest book. At no point does she mention that these are gifted.
Ruby says she had a shower and got into her pyjamas, then goes outside barefoot to sign her bad poetry pamphlets for some reason. She does this while messily eating chocolate mousse, so if you're one of the poor bastards who paid money for one of these and were wondering what that brown stuff smeared on the paper was, you can breathe a sigh of relief - there's now a slightly lower chance that it was fecal matter staining the metaphorically shitty poems.
Back inside, she crams in a quick undeclared ad for BARD 'N' BLAND'S CHOCOLATE DOIYJASSTIFF TEEEEA. Then it's time to put her crappy Rupi Kaur knock-off poetry leaflets into envelopes.
Ruby claims she called her dad, did the poetry packaging and then did an additional hour of imaginary "ADMIN TAHHHSKS" which JANUINELY HAPPENED, HONNASTLEEE, taking her to "EIGHT THAAARTEEE".
Only...
Ruby's phone is on-screen before she starts sealing envelopes and the time shows as dead-on '20:00'. So only half an hour has passed. Another Ruby video, another half-assed series of VARRY PRODOCKTIVE lies and faked timescales.
It's the next day and Ruby points out that their squalid shithole of a house VARRY MOCH needs a hoover (when doesn't it, Ruby?). Rather than Ruby or her parents getting off her lazy asses to clean anything themselves, Ruby sends a dusty "robot hoover" to do the job instead. Putting this poor Roomba up against England's filthiest manor home is like wheeling an elderly coma patient into a boxing ring and expecting them to beat Tyson Fury. This thing'll be dead from dirt overclogging before it makes it 6 feet across the floor.
"Typically, oiy put CHEESEDAYS...assoide entoirely tyooo dyoooo wroyting?" Ruby asks herself, as she somehow changes outfits like 6 times in 2 minutes. "HOWAVVER. THAT DID NWOT HAPPEN TYODAY, becoss oiy was syeeing one off moiy clyosest frands."
And by "one of my closest friends", she means "Jade, who I only see once a year when our shared management team arrange a designated playdate for brand advertising purposes or force us to attend a publicity event together".
And, no surprise at all, all footage of Jade is full of ads and fakery.
Jade tries BARD 'N' BLAND'S signature 'CANDOLIT LOIBREE' tea in an undeclared ad segment. Then they go on a picnic just to show off RAMADEE KYOMBYOOCHA cans and other gifted food products which also aren't declared.
"I feel like me and Ruby have such...aligned hobbies?" Jade lies.
"Ohmoiygosh!" Ruby shouts, growing increasingly abrasive in tone. "COYCLING! AND VEEGAN PICNICKING! AND THAN REEEEADING? AND THAN WROYYTINNNNGGGG!"
Reminder: Ruby paid for a taxi to take her 5 minutes down the road to avoid having to cycle on a day of clear weather. Ruby is not vegan, but likes to pretend she is while buying leather handbags every few weeks. Ruby is unable to write above the level of a brain-damaged infant, while Jade's only piece of writing is a crappy vanity book/study guide which was a complete failure and hit bargain bins almost instantly.
These two have nothing in common aside from profound stupidity, narcissistic personalities and a shared fondness for pretending to be environmentally conscientious while jetting all over the world like they're competing for a 'whose carbon footprint is the biggest' high score.
Ruby then mentions yet again what a perfectionist she is.
The next day, Ruby claims she works from "NOINE TO FFFFWORE?" in her narration, and you can practically hear her squinting again. No way this happened, especially since she then claims to cram several hours of events into just two hours before a "JANNY MOSSTUD" book launch event.
And, of course, Ruby's eyes light up and she jumps into sponsor-begging mode when she sees that someone at the event has a Waterstones tote bag. Beyond embarrassing.
A day later and Ruby is back to shoehorning mentions of Chris Riddell into absolutely everything she can after she was sent free Riddell art prints. He's now been upgraded from her FAVOURAT ILLUSTRYATAH to ONE OF HAAAHR FAVORAT AWWWTHAS AND ONE OF THEEEE MYOST CREATIVE...CHILDRUNS...WROYTAHS? Such is the power of free stuff where Ruby's concerned.
She mentions that she's currently writing a letter to him, presumably to harass him for more freebies. However, when she shows the envelope, she appears to have used one that she's sealed, torn open, then sloppily resealed, so that won't impress ol' Chris. Did she mention that she's SOCH A PARFACKSHONIST?
Then Ruby yammers for the millionth time about how she has SYOO MANNIE ARRRGENT THINGS TYOO DOO after wasting half of her week on nonsense tasks and I got so bored I couldn't keep watching.
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gossip_guy
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She's added photos to the listing for her NAYCHAA JAAARRRNAL and it's all just hilariously crappy, self-indulgent, childish scribblings.
"There are multiple kinds of rain, and our language doesn't properly let un describe them, I don't think..."
Those pesky UN sanctions, keeping Ruby from being able to describe the weather.
"[There is] no word for that playful, waru rasu which green un, year on year. Come summer."
£8 plus postage for this.
"Woodpecker" - "I didn't see a woodpecker." I don't see one either, Ruby, since you've included a photo of your dog showing its butthole where a picture of a woodpecker should be. Ruby claims she didn't see a woodpecker, but heard one.
Since Ruby needed the internet's help to identify a sparrow - possibly the UK's most common bird - I don't trust her to be able to identify a woodpecker by sound. She likely just heard a random banging near the house again and thought, "Ahh, yass! 'Tis the HOMBLE WOODPACKER, cyome to visit me wonce mwoar!" Meanwhile her mother's lying in a crumpled heap at the bottom of the stairs again trying to bang out a call for help in Morse code.
You know this project is worth charging money for when the height of insight, whimsy and wonder that can be found in Ruby's nature journal is her noting the things she didn't see. I expect you'll turn to page 6 to find an entry labelled 'Sumatran Rhinoceros'. Ruby didn't see one of those, either, but she heard her neighbour sneeze, so please enjoy a photo of a Remedy Kombucha can.