Is her voice deeper now, is she speaking in her actual voice? She doesn't sound as high pitched in this latest vlog.
P.s. take a shot every time she says 'ephemerality'
P.s. take a shot every time she says 'ephemerality'
Ruby Granger #44 To be or not to be pretentious, that is the subjective question.
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I came here to transcript that pompous sentence that doesn't mean anything whatsoever: "Truly there's something wonderful in the ephemerality of it, and I truly believe that ephemerality is what makes things more beautiful, and that's an ephemerality we see also in the everyday and which I'm experiencing here at Oxford."
Ruby, girl, are you on crack?
Ruby's finally posted on the PONKERPOD TIFTEEAAA Insta for the first time since unceremoniously dumping the Half-Yearly "Yearly" AVVERYDAY PLANNAHHH on the world and dodging all queries about the misleading advertising/product listing!
Is she finally doing a flip-through to try to explain her latest greedy scam? Is she going to offer overdue refunds to anyone daft enough to fall for it? Is she going to finally try to make a half-assed effort to convince people she actually "YEEZES" this new planner?
Nahhh, she's just using the Pumpkin Productivity Instagram as an outlet for her ED again, along with tossing in an undeclared ad for Oatly.
Why not spend a study break preparing the world's smallest, saddest pancakes served in what appears to be a tea saucer? A full, nutritious meal to fuel body and mind for study? Perish the thought! It's prison gruel and tiny desserts only where Ruby's concerned!
This is the kind of thing that should've gone on her personal channels as a filler short to say "I made an embarrassing attempt to make pancakes on Pancake Day," though her predictable habit of only ever preparing incredibly small servings of food would still be unwelcome anywhere at this point.
But instead, she chose to post it on the promotional channel for the dying stationery brand she has a stake in. There's no shortage of actual content she could and should be posting there to promote the brand (she's still not even attempted to promote that new planner), but instead it's food content. She's back to trying to draw a clear line between "productivity" and "eating only snack bars and very small, sugary desserts" for impressionable young people to follow. Her toxic stupidity knows no bounds.
SOCH A JARMAPHYOBE!
If you're wondering why she's trashing the shared student kitchen and throwing ingredients everywhere while wandering around barefoot, not to worry! She just ran home again:
Is she finally doing a flip-through to try to explain her latest greedy scam? Is she going to offer overdue refunds to anyone daft enough to fall for it? Is she going to finally try to make a half-assed effort to convince people she actually "YEEZES" this new planner?
Nahhh, she's just using the Pumpkin Productivity Instagram as an outlet for her ED again, along with tossing in an undeclared ad for Oatly.
Why not spend a study break preparing the world's smallest, saddest pancakes served in what appears to be a tea saucer? A full, nutritious meal to fuel body and mind for study? Perish the thought! It's prison gruel and tiny desserts only where Ruby's concerned!
This is the kind of thing that should've gone on her personal channels as a filler short to say "I made an embarrassing attempt to make pancakes on Pancake Day," though her predictable habit of only ever preparing incredibly small servings of food would still be unwelcome anywhere at this point.
But instead, she chose to post it on the promotional channel for the dying stationery brand she has a stake in. There's no shortage of actual content she could and should be posting there to promote the brand (she's still not even attempted to promote that new planner), but instead it's food content. She's back to trying to draw a clear line between "productivity" and "eating only snack bars and very small, sugary desserts" for impressionable young people to follow. Her toxic stupidity knows no bounds.
SOCH A JARMAPHYOBE!
If you're wondering why she's trashing the shared student kitchen and throwing ingredients everywhere while wandering around barefoot, not to worry! She just ran home again:
"Very gently"
Literally cease yapping. Very gently my arse. It wasn't rude sure, but to call it very gentle?
At least she can pronounce symposium now. She used to say 'simpsonium.'
Her "cozy reading nook" has the worst lighting on camera. If that's how it is when she's reading I can't imagine how fun that would be straining your eyes to read.
Because she's incredibly lazy and incompetent, her new video intro includes the overly familiar sights of Oxford's RadCam and the sounds of wind smashing the tit out of her camera mic.
She could've just cut the source audio for that shot, since she's overlaid royalty-free plonking piano music over it, but instead she left the abrasive noise assault in, then cranked the volume of the music as high as possible to try to drown out the noise.
This is her new intro. She's chosen to start each new entry in her "chill study vlog" series by activating your fight-or-flight response with all-out aural abuse.
"Hallo it's Ryoobeee and TYEUD--[ABRUPT EDIT]--AND WALCOME BACK tyeu anuth flog."
Irony overload: Moments after this, Ruby brags that she got up early to work VARRY HARD on ADDITTING. Zero attention or effort was paid in editing this or any other video. She just aggressively and absent-mindedly smashes video and audio clips together like a hyperactive child playing with toy trains.
It's not just the audio that's completely messed up, either. Ruby includes shots like this one, where she's messily blurred 1/5th of the screen, presumably to avoid showing what's outside her window.
Let's unpack the incompetence.
Ruby has already doxxed herself countless times in essentially every single Oxford vlog. She's shown the view from her window, her room number, her building, the route to her dorm, and so on. Security for people with online followings is a valid concern, but all the more reason for her to pay attention to what she's filming, rather than include crap like this and paste over it with blurred boxes long after she's doxxed herself over and over.
The curtains are closed. There was no reason to blur the shot.
Why, of all shots and angles, did she think this was worth filming to begin with? A gloomy shot of a blank wall, some musky bedding and the back of her head. But cinematic genius that she thinks she is, she put no thought or effort into what she was filming, blindly shot this, refused to delete it and instead turned it into a blurred, distracting mess.
But remember, she's CRIPPLED WITH PARFACKTIONISM!
The distracting blurring continues. This is an angle of her room she's already shown many times before without censoring. It's a bit late now. And, again, with the bare minimum of common sense and planning, she could've chosen different angles that didn't point out the window and that she wouldn't have to awkwardly blur after.
Meanwhile, she will quite happily invade the privacy of others by filming in private study spaces and dining areas, using the people who are just trying to study and eat in peace as unpaid extras, not bothering to blur their faces, get consent or obtain permission from the university in general to film in libraries, etc. Even in this video, she picks and chooses who she blurs out at random.
Ruby insists that she was OPP AT FOIVE THARRTEE-FOIVE and got MOCH MWOAR DONN THAN SHE THWORT SHE WUD. Her poker tell squint is on display, though: She didn't do a damn thing.
This being a sponsored video wasn't enough for her. She had to cram in an undeclared ad for Manilife (who regularly gift her products) as she eats a baby-sized portion of gruel for BRACKFSST.
Ruby yammers about how she AWLWHEYS LOFFS TYEUU LISTEN TYEUUU ACADAMICK TAXXTS WHAN SHE'S WALKING and blathers about "irresponsible reading". It's all a flimsy pretence to shoehorn the sponsor service in.
The ad floodgates have opened. Ruby shills Crosstown donuts again and says she's going to give these freebies to her SAMINAR group later. Then she crams the box into her Kanken backpack. Assuming she didn't just take them out right after this shot and bin them, this self-proclaimed genius thought that carrying them round all day with the box held vertically would be a good idea.
Her seminar group have to suffer through her pick-me attention seeking and incomprehensible word soup contributions to each meeting, now they get to fight over the obliterated remains of a half-dozen smashed donuts (that are at least a day or two old). HOW VARRY KOIND.
She goes cafe-and-library-hopping, spending a few minutes at each location in another attempt to look exceedingly busy while doing nothing at all.
Again, blurring of other people's faces is completely sporadic: The person by the door in the background warranted blurring, but nobody else was afforded the same courtesy. People closer to her go unblurred, people wander into frame uncensored. An utterly lazy mess.
Ultimately, Ruby doesn't care about other people, much less their privacy. If it affects her, then it's important, but if it affects others, she doesn't give a tit. She just slapped some kind of blur on a public shot as a lip-service half-the-bare-minimum effort because she's aware that she's been criticised for it before, yet still won't actually ask permission or put in the effort to blur faces individually. And god forbid she just stop filming in communal study areas, there'd be no value in her attending Oxford if she couldn't remind people she's at Oxford.
She's at the library again and doesn't appear to do any actual studying. Instead, she appears to spend the entirety of her short time there just repositioning her camera; there are four different angles of her just taking off her coat.
And thanks to her paying zero attention in editing, you can see the discarded remnants of these camera reshuffles, since she forgot to delete the unneeded setup footage and there's a random blink-and-you'll-miss-it barrage of frames at 07:33 with Ruby manhandling the camera:
She then sets the camera up for more angles of the library, this time capturing other people who came to study but are now the unwitting, unpaid background cast in this shoddy make-believe circus that Ruby's the malnourished ringleader of. She included multiple angles of one poor person, no effort is made to blur anything.
Meanwhile, nothing of value has happened. It's just her lazy pantomime version of studying, moving around a lot and multiple changes in location and camera angle in a vain attempt to give the illusion of productivity in lieu of anything actually being done. She offers no real information about her day or her course or what she's studying, while instead parroting things she half-heard and didn't understand during lectures.
She offers up yet another 'no tit, Sherlock' pearl of "wisdom": If a digital service goes down, you won't be able to access that service digitally.
Ruby casually reveals that her "studying" amounts to just getting AI platforms to do the work for her - in this case she's getting Genei to read an essay and summarise it for her so she doesn't have to bother reading or forming thoughts or opinions for herself.
She only has her Kanken with her, yet magically manages to produce an entire water bottle, charger, iPad, MacBook, books and more, despite that donut box barely fitting in the bag. It seems incredibly likely they were shown off for the ad and the act of performative kindness and got binned before she left her room. But in the wildly improbably event that they didn't...
The box didn't just spend the day so far stood on its end, those abused donuts are now upside down.
Audibly smiling a smug smile while she's narrating, Ruby informs us that she's GYOWING TYEUU GRAB AYYY CWOFFEEE. She's avver syoo proud of harrsalf for continuing to pretend that coffee-drinking is part of her identity now. Meanwhile, she shoehorns in an undeclared ad for BARDEN BLAND, including a shot of their store sign/logo for no reason at all.
"And hyeehh we aree at moiy SAMINAHH," Ruby says, over a shot of some cafeteria food.
It must be logistically awkward and pretty disruptive to hold seminars stood in the lunch line during peak lunch hours, but who am I to question the choices of the geniuses at AWKSFWUD?
In a shocking twist, Ruby didn't throw the donuts out and manages to produce the box for a repeat ad!
The donuts being 2+ days old and stale likely helped them maintain some structural integrity, but they still look totally fucked, with brown, melted toppings smeared all over each other and the box like Mummy Bones has had her hands in them during a dog walk.
Yet another half-assed product ad where Ruby makes the product look completely unappealing.
After another lip-smacking diatribe about the "beyeeeeuteeee of physicol bocks" and Ruby unconvincingly announcing that she's "SYO ACKSOYTED" about her dissertation, she goes to "stoddy with somm frands". She laughingly says they didn't really do any studying.
It's good that Ruby's actually spending time with people, since she certainly doesn't seem to be getting any enjoyment out of being at Oxford beyond that. But naturally, she acts like an insufferable, spoilt brat, filming people (other than her "frands") without their permission in a private study area and seemingly being a disruption to people there to actually work.
Other people at Jesus/Oxford shouldn't have to worry about being on camera when they just want to get some studying done in a place reserved for that.
And that box of donuts that she gave to her seminar group is also back and is sat on the table.
Ruby smugly announces that she's going to a symposium. After years of being corrected, she's finally got the word right.
But with her limited number of brain cells, for new information to be retained, something else has to go; while she learned the word "symposium", she forgot when the actual symposium was, so she arrived several days early.
After a rambling gibberish lecture about the EPHEMERAL EPHEMERALITY OF AWLL THAT IS EPHEMERAL (Ruby's next book title: 'Effie Moraliti and the Wizard's Jewel'), Ruby calls it a day until the next sponsor ad deadline.
This is a sponsored video. Someone paid her for this utter mess.
She could've just cut the source audio for that shot, since she's overlaid royalty-free plonking piano music over it, but instead she left the abrasive noise assault in, then cranked the volume of the music as high as possible to try to drown out the noise.
This is her new intro. She's chosen to start each new entry in her "chill study vlog" series by activating your fight-or-flight response with all-out aural abuse.
"Hallo it's Ryoobeee and TYEUD--[ABRUPT EDIT]--AND WALCOME BACK tyeu anuth flog."
Irony overload: Moments after this, Ruby brags that she got up early to work VARRY HARD on ADDITTING. Zero attention or effort was paid in editing this or any other video. She just aggressively and absent-mindedly smashes video and audio clips together like a hyperactive child playing with toy trains.
It's not just the audio that's completely messed up, either. Ruby includes shots like this one, where she's messily blurred 1/5th of the screen, presumably to avoid showing what's outside her window.
Let's unpack the incompetence.
Ruby has already doxxed herself countless times in essentially every single Oxford vlog. She's shown the view from her window, her room number, her building, the route to her dorm, and so on. Security for people with online followings is a valid concern, but all the more reason for her to pay attention to what she's filming, rather than include crap like this and paste over it with blurred boxes long after she's doxxed herself over and over.
The curtains are closed. There was no reason to blur the shot.
Why, of all shots and angles, did she think this was worth filming to begin with? A gloomy shot of a blank wall, some musky bedding and the back of her head. But cinematic genius that she thinks she is, she put no thought or effort into what she was filming, blindly shot this, refused to delete it and instead turned it into a blurred, distracting mess.
But remember, she's CRIPPLED WITH PARFACKTIONISM!
The distracting blurring continues. This is an angle of her room she's already shown many times before without censoring. It's a bit late now. And, again, with the bare minimum of common sense and planning, she could've chosen different angles that didn't point out the window and that she wouldn't have to awkwardly blur after.
Meanwhile, she will quite happily invade the privacy of others by filming in private study spaces and dining areas, using the people who are just trying to study and eat in peace as unpaid extras, not bothering to blur their faces, get consent or obtain permission from the university in general to film in libraries, etc. Even in this video, she picks and chooses who she blurs out at random.
Ruby insists that she was OPP AT FOIVE THARRTEE-FOIVE and got MOCH MWOAR DONN THAN SHE THWORT SHE WUD. Her poker tell squint is on display, though: She didn't do a damn thing.
This being a sponsored video wasn't enough for her. She had to cram in an undeclared ad for Manilife (who regularly gift her products) as she eats a baby-sized portion of gruel for BRACKFSST.
Ruby yammers about how she AWLWHEYS LOFFS TYEUU LISTEN TYEUUU ACADAMICK TAXXTS WHAN SHE'S WALKING and blathers about "irresponsible reading". It's all a flimsy pretence to shoehorn the sponsor service in.
The ad floodgates have opened. Ruby shills Crosstown donuts again and says she's going to give these freebies to her SAMINAR group later. Then she crams the box into her Kanken backpack. Assuming she didn't just take them out right after this shot and bin them, this self-proclaimed genius thought that carrying them round all day with the box held vertically would be a good idea.
Her seminar group have to suffer through her pick-me attention seeking and incomprehensible word soup contributions to each meeting, now they get to fight over the obliterated remains of a half-dozen smashed donuts (that are at least a day or two old). HOW VARRY KOIND.
She goes cafe-and-library-hopping, spending a few minutes at each location in another attempt to look exceedingly busy while doing nothing at all.
Again, blurring of other people's faces is completely sporadic: The person by the door in the background warranted blurring, but nobody else was afforded the same courtesy. People closer to her go unblurred, people wander into frame uncensored. An utterly lazy mess.
Ultimately, Ruby doesn't care about other people, much less their privacy. If it affects her, then it's important, but if it affects others, she doesn't give a tit. She just slapped some kind of blur on a public shot as a lip-service half-the-bare-minimum effort because she's aware that she's been criticised for it before, yet still won't actually ask permission or put in the effort to blur faces individually. And god forbid she just stop filming in communal study areas, there'd be no value in her attending Oxford if she couldn't remind people she's at Oxford.
She's at the library again and doesn't appear to do any actual studying. Instead, she appears to spend the entirety of her short time there just repositioning her camera; there are four different angles of her just taking off her coat.
And thanks to her paying zero attention in editing, you can see the discarded remnants of these camera reshuffles, since she forgot to delete the unneeded setup footage and there's a random blink-and-you'll-miss-it barrage of frames at 07:33 with Ruby manhandling the camera:
She then sets the camera up for more angles of the library, this time capturing other people who came to study but are now the unwitting, unpaid background cast in this shoddy make-believe circus that Ruby's the malnourished ringleader of. She included multiple angles of one poor person, no effort is made to blur anything.
Meanwhile, nothing of value has happened. It's just her lazy pantomime version of studying, moving around a lot and multiple changes in location and camera angle in a vain attempt to give the illusion of productivity in lieu of anything actually being done. She offers no real information about her day or her course or what she's studying, while instead parroting things she half-heard and didn't understand during lectures.
She offers up yet another 'no tit, Sherlock' pearl of "wisdom": If a digital service goes down, you won't be able to access that service digitally.
Ruby casually reveals that her "studying" amounts to just getting AI platforms to do the work for her - in this case she's getting Genei to read an essay and summarise it for her so she doesn't have to bother reading or forming thoughts or opinions for herself.
She only has her Kanken with her, yet magically manages to produce an entire water bottle, charger, iPad, MacBook, books and more, despite that donut box barely fitting in the bag. It seems incredibly likely they were shown off for the ad and the act of performative kindness and got binned before she left her room. But in the wildly improbably event that they didn't...
The box didn't just spend the day so far stood on its end, those abused donuts are now upside down.
Audibly smiling a smug smile while she's narrating, Ruby informs us that she's GYOWING TYEUU GRAB AYYY CWOFFEEE. She's avver syoo proud of harrsalf for continuing to pretend that coffee-drinking is part of her identity now. Meanwhile, she shoehorns in an undeclared ad for BARDEN BLAND, including a shot of their store sign/logo for no reason at all.
"And hyeehh we aree at moiy SAMINAHH," Ruby says, over a shot of some cafeteria food.
It must be logistically awkward and pretty disruptive to hold seminars stood in the lunch line during peak lunch hours, but who am I to question the choices of the geniuses at AWKSFWUD?
In a shocking twist, Ruby didn't throw the donuts out and manages to produce the box for a repeat ad!
The donuts being 2+ days old and stale likely helped them maintain some structural integrity, but they still look totally fucked, with brown, melted toppings smeared all over each other and the box like Mummy Bones has had her hands in them during a dog walk.
Yet another half-assed product ad where Ruby makes the product look completely unappealing.
After another lip-smacking diatribe about the "beyeeeeuteeee of physicol bocks" and Ruby unconvincingly announcing that she's "SYO ACKSOYTED" about her dissertation, she goes to "stoddy with somm frands". She laughingly says they didn't really do any studying.
It's good that Ruby's actually spending time with people, since she certainly doesn't seem to be getting any enjoyment out of being at Oxford beyond that. But naturally, she acts like an insufferable, spoilt brat, filming people (other than her "frands") without their permission in a private study area and seemingly being a disruption to people there to actually work.
Other people at Jesus/Oxford shouldn't have to worry about being on camera when they just want to get some studying done in a place reserved for that.
And that box of donuts that she gave to her seminar group is also back and is sat on the table.
Ruby smugly announces that she's going to a symposium. After years of being corrected, she's finally got the word right.
But with her limited number of brain cells, for new information to be retained, something else has to go; while she learned the word "symposium", she forgot when the actual symposium was, so she arrived several days early.
Concidentally, Ruby says she didn't have a "conventional dinner" and just ate a VARRY VEEEGAN CWOSSAUNTTT.
Sum total food for the day: Half a small jar of oats, possibly a donut bite and an off-screen croissant. She's being especially blatant with her ED habits lately.
Perhaps if she tried eating a full meal every now and then, she wouldn't struggle to form sentences, remember basic things or summon the energy to do anything at all without getting tired and/or cold.
Sum total food for the day: Half a small jar of oats, possibly a donut bite and an off-screen croissant. She's being especially blatant with her ED habits lately.
Perhaps if she tried eating a full meal every now and then, she wouldn't struggle to form sentences, remember basic things or summon the energy to do anything at all without getting tired and/or cold.
After a rambling gibberish lecture about the EPHEMERAL EPHEMERALITY OF AWLL THAT IS EPHEMERAL (Ruby's next book title: 'Effie Moraliti and the Wizard's Jewel'), Ruby calls it a day until the next sponsor ad deadline.
This is a sponsored video. Someone paid her for this utter mess.
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The Grimace has never been scarier.
She cited another student's statement on ephemerality then literally cannot stop using that word for herself in the end..she really has 0 original ideas.
Soooo which one of them is invoicing the other? I guess moving money around starts early in the Bones family.
Something I just noticed: Before that box of free Crosstown donuts went on a topsy-turvy adventure in a cramped Kanken, getting crushed, smeared and upended every which way, it spent 24 hours in Ruby's dorm.
Now, you'd hope she'd stash it in the fridge, or at least a cool, dry place.
Nope. They were kept on the filthy floor of her never-cleaned room. Next to a live radiator. And then she dumped the heaviest book she could find on top of it.
Moments with your uni friends are ephemeral and should be cherished; show them you love them by giving them the gift of germ-ridden, crushed, stale donuts. And if they don't want them, just try to dump them on another set of friends a few hours later and a few hours staler.
Now, you'd hope she'd stash it in the fridge, or at least a cool, dry place.
Nope. They were kept on the filthy floor of her never-cleaned room. Next to a live radiator. And then she dumped the heaviest book she could find on top of it.
Moments with your uni friends are ephemeral and should be cherished; show them you love them by giving them the gift of germ-ridden, crushed, stale donuts. And if they don't want them, just try to dump them on another set of friends a few hours later and a few hours staler.
Maybe that's a trick to stop mice getting in
not saying there are mice in her room, but I don't understand why you'd put them on the floor.
I know it's vegan crap but damn... She could at least respect it a bit more, like, take all the pics and videos the day you receive it, then give it to someone who will eat it while it's fresh. I won't claim I'm perfect, but she's clearly disgusting, at every level.
This is great! Barden Bland made me laugh out loud.
Why do crosstown keep giving her doughnuts?! 
I wonder why she blurred her phone background even though it was just a glimpse in the corner of the screen. Maybe she doesn't want people to know that her chosen background is a stalker photo of 'Ma beeest frand' Blakeny.
Lol, the 'friends' she fed the gifted doughnuts are very obviously people from her course that she has a group assessment with. Kinda embarrassing to call your group members friends when they have no choice but to 'hang out' with you. Under any other circumstances these people would not give her the time of day. Then to slyly film them eating and engaged in conversation to put on your vlog is insanity.
Lol, the 'friends' she fed the gifted doughnuts are very obviously people from her course that she has a group assessment with. Kinda embarrassing to call your group members friends when they have no choice but to 'hang out' with you. Under any other circumstances these people would not give her the time of day. Then to slyly film them eating and engaged in conversation to put on your vlog is insanity.
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her forehead is getting bigger omg
I noticed that she leaves the bathroom light on so very often, and I can't even imagine how careless and rich and stupid one needs to be to get there lol forgetting here and there is, yes, normal, and happens to all of us (look at me, channeling my inner Rumbster and talking on everyone's behalf). But this on top of her leaving the fridge open for ages? I think it's safe to say that she just don't care.
Tell me you’ve never paid a bill in your life …
I was watching the latest Mina Le video about booktok and she mentioned an interesting concept - reading scene (a curated photo of a book within a physical space) which Ruby does constantly. Not to say that this is a bad practice per se, but when you're a MA student you might think Ruby would have something more to say rather than just show off her pretty books with occasional quote or AI generated paragraph. Ruby cares so much about the 'reading scene' to seem intelectual and productive that she misses the substance of what she is actualy doing in Oxford - studying early modern literature and how books come to be.
Mina was also talking about books as 'book-objects', something that Ruby was crazy about, but Mina actually managed to have an original thought and describe the notion as it relates to the modern readers. Ruby just gushes over this concept with no substance or analysis.
Mina was also talking about books as 'book-objects', something that Ruby was crazy about, but Mina actually managed to have an original thought and describe the notion as it relates to the modern readers. Ruby just gushes over this concept with no substance or analysis.
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