So my second week of classes is nearly over and I don't have much to say. Music history has been a disappointment thus far while Asian Civ. is definitely going to be the highlight of my schedule. The teacher is manic, but loves the subject the same way Prof. Harris loves Russian history, so it makes for a really interesting class. Granted, I'm not completely awake during class, but it's still brilliant. As for music history, she seems to be teaching directly from the book and acts like a high school teacher. I guess I just haven't had any really uptight professors in my year and a half of college, but I guess I just expect more. C'est la vie and who knows, maybe the class will get better as the semester progresses.
Theory is theory, though I've been enjoying it more recently because I actually understand it a bit better than I have in the past. Right now we're talking about musical forms (sonata, rondo, etc.) and so it's not particularly hard (unless you're incredibly thick or think about things way too deeply) which is kind of nice. Skills is so-so, but I've come to expect that. In any event, it's not as bad as has been in the past, though it's still not my favourite subject.
Classics is excellent. I don't really have much to say about that class because it's neither sub-par nor examplary. The professor knows her stuff, but right now we're just reading the primary sources of myths I already know really well. Nonetheless, I'm enjoying the class and continue to think it will be really good.
And then of course we have the periphery classes: Band and chorus. We didn't have chorus the first week because Prof. T was in Italy (oh how I envy her.) Band has been fluctuating because we keep getting new people and then those new people don't always come back. The third clarinet section (my section) has been fluctuating between me by myself and me with someone sight-reading. It's annoying, but I'll survive. I think all the other sections are pretty much settled (except for the trumpets.)
Life is good. I am happy and will not die, despite what I think when I wake up at 7:15 am. :nods:
22.1.09
In Praise of Men (or More Information Than You Ever Wanted To Know)
Men are an interesting lot. They abandon you for days on end* and then call completely out of the blue and during a show you particularly like and haven't seen a million times, asking if you'd like to hang out. You say yes, because there's no reason not too and you've made it clear** that nothing NC-17 can occur. So there you are sitting in your uncomfortable chair while the male that you've let come over lounges on your bed. You decide you want to join because he's your male and it's also your bed. Besides, this is just a visit and you're both enjoying watching Bones. And if you (the readers) are at all intelligent you can guess what happens next. Men are interesting because even when they say they're trying to resist their own urges, they aren't. But really, I should have known better and should have stayed in the uncomfortable chair. My bum's use to feeling slightly numb.
The awkward bit was when, after the male had locked the door, my roommate tried opening said door. Awkward*** as shit.
*No communication for a day is considered abandonment when you have way too much free time and little to do
**As clear as I'm ever going to be when it comes to bodily functions
***Hunter, I think in an effort to diffuse the situation, asked my roommate how she was. When she asked him the same question, he said tired, with some explanation as to why. I nearly died. Sure his explanation didn't have anything to do with why the room was locked, but his answer was still tired. Yeah, I nearly died.
The awkward bit was when, after the male had locked the door, my roommate tried opening said door. Awkward*** as shit.
*No communication for a day is considered abandonment when you have way too much free time and little to do
**As clear as I'm ever going to be when it comes to bodily functions
***Hunter, I think in an effort to diffuse the situation, asked my roommate how she was. When she asked him the same question, he said tired, with some explanation as to why. I nearly died. Sure his explanation didn't have anything to do with why the room was locked, but his answer was still tired. Yeah, I nearly died.
18.1.09
Further Proof of my Insanity
Well this little post just made my day (after some other things I did tonight with some other people). I have to admit I'm not the biggest fan of Noel Clarke (aka Mickey aka Rickey), but if I saw a sign telling me to vote for him, I would. Because he was in Doctor Who and did some stuff for Torchwood and that's all that matters to me sometimes. Also, why doesn't Wikipedia tell me where Mr. Clarke is from? I need to know these things, how else will I learn the difference between a west London accent and other London area accents? Hmmm?? Come on Wikipedia, do your job.
And Now For Something With Meaning
Songs tend to go through cycles with me. I listen to a song, an album, an artist until I'm basically sick of them and then I move on. Sometimes I only listen to a song/album/artist a few times and then move on to something else. Eventually I might come back to the song/album/artist or I might not, it really depends. I listen to songs that make me feel better, that I can relate to, that I can sing to, that are by artists I consider dependable, that I've listened to a thousand times (kind of like how I watch TV, but I digress.) More often than not though I listen to things that I can relate to. As an example I like listening to the Cribs when I'm in a piss poor mood and when I'm depressed I listen to Franz Ferdinand or the Kaiser Chiefs. When I'm feeling angsty over my current marital status I listen "Every Day a Little Death" from A Little Night Music because it mirrors my angsty feelings perfectly. However today I was listening to "The Rhythm of Life" from Sweet Charity when I decided to add "Skip to the End" by the Futureheads to the playlist. Much like "Every Day a Little Death," "Skip to the End" perfectly mirrors my frame of mind right. It has in the past as well and now it's back in rotation. So here are the lyrics.
"Skip to the End" --- The Futureheads
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with,
Skip to the last, paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or the broken heart.
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with,
Skip to the last, paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or the broken heart,
Happy ending, or the broken heart.
[CHORUS]
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
When I cut teeth, I cut to the root,
Then the end, is absolute.
When she makes sense, I go through the roof,
Then the end, has living proof.
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with it,
Last paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or a broken heart,
Happy ending, or a broken heart.
[CHORUS]
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
"Skip to the End" --- The Futureheads
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with,
Skip to the last, paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or the broken heart.
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with,
Skip to the last, paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or the broken heart,
Happy ending, or the broken heart.
[CHORUS]
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
When I cut teeth, I cut to the root,
Then the end, is absolute.
When she makes sense, I go through the roof,
Then the end, has living proof.
If I could cheat,
I would skip to the end,
And decide if it's worth going through with it,
Last paragraph, just before we start,
To see the happy ending, or a broken heart,
Happy ending, or a broken heart.
[CHORUS]
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to rely on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) There's nothing to fall back on, (Nana)
(Naaa, nanananana) C'mon and skip to the end.
A Movie Survey
Supposedly if you've seen over 85 of these films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.
(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(X) Grease
(X) Pirates of the Caribbean
(X) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest
() Boondock Saints
(X) Fight Club
() Starsky and Hutch
() Neverending Story
() Blazing Saddles
() Airplane
Total: 5
(X) The Princess Bride
(X) Anchorman
() Napoleon Dynamite
(X) Labyrinth
() Saw
() Saw II
() White Noise
() White Oleander
(X) Anger Management
() 50 First Dates
(X) The Princess Diaries
() The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement
Total so far: 10
() Scream
() Scream 2
() Scream 3
() Scary Movie
() Scary Movie 2
() Scary Movie 3
() Scary Movie 4
() American Pie
() American Pie 2
() American Wedding
() American Pie Band Camp
Total so far: 10
(X) Harry Potter 1
(X) Harry Potter 2
(X) Harry Potter 3
(X) Harry Potter 4
() Resident Evil 1
() Resident Evil 2
(X) The Wedding Singer
() Little Black Book
() The Village
() Lilo & Stitch
Total so far:15
(X) Finding Nemo
(X) Finding Neverland
(X) Signs
() The Grinch
() Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the original, from the '70s!)
() Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning
() White Chicks
() Butterfly Effect
(X) 13 Going on 30
(X) I, Robot
() Robots
Total so far: 20
(X) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
() Universal Soldier
(X) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events
() Along Came Polly
() Deep Impact
() KingPin
(X) Never Been Kissed
(X) Meet The Parents
() Meet the Fockers
() Eight Crazy Nights
() Joe Dirt
(X) KING KONG
Total so far:25
() A Cinderella Story
(X) The Terminal
() The Lizzie McGuire Movie
() Passport to Paris
() Dumb & Dumber
() Dumber & Dumberer
() Final Destination
() Final Destination 2
() Final Destination 3
() Halloween (the original from 1978!)
(X) The Ring
() The Ring 2
() Surviving X-MAS
(X) Flubber
Total so far: 28
(X) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
(X) Practical Magic
(X) Chicago
() Ghost Ship
(X) From Hell
(X) Hellboy
() Secret Window
() I Am Sam
(X) The Whole Nine Yards
() The Whole Ten Yards
Total so far: 34
() The Day After Tomorrow
() Child's Play
() Seed of Chucky
() Bride of Chucky
(X) Ten Things I Hate About You
() Just Married
() Gothika
() Nightmare on Elm Street
() Sixteen Candles
(X) Remember the Titans
() Coach Carter
() The Grudge
() The Grudge 2
(X) The Mask
() Son Of The Mask
Total so far: 37
() Bad Boys
() Bad Boys 2
() Joy Ride
() Lucky Number Slevin
(X) Ocean's Eleven
(X) Ocean's Twelve
(X) Bourne Identity
() Bourne Supremacy
() Lone Star
(X) Bedazzled
() Predator I
() Predator II
() The Fog (the original, with Adrienne Barbeau)
(X) Ice Age
() Ice Age 2: The Meltdown
() Curious George
Total so far: 42 (!!)
(X) Independence Day
() Cujo
() A Bronx Tale
() Darkness Falls
() Christine
(X) ET
( ) Children of the Corn
( ) My Boss's Daughter
(X) Maid in Manhattan
() War of the Worlds
() Rush Hour
() Rush Hour 2
Total so far: 45
( ) Best Bet
() How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(X) She's All That
() Calendar Girls
(X) Sideways
(X) Mars Attacks
() Event Horizon
(X) Ever After
(X) Wizard of Oz
(X) Forrest Gump
() Big Trouble in Little China
() The Terminator
() The Terminator 2
() The Terminator 3
Total so far: 51
(X) X-Men
(X) X-2
() X-3
(X) Spider-Man
(X) Spider-Man 2
( ) Sky High
( ) Jeepers Creepers
( ) Jeepers Creepers 2
() Catch Me If You Can
(X) The Little Mermaid
(x) Freaky Friday
() Reign of Fire
() The Skulls
() Cruel Intentions
() Cruel Intentions 2
() The Hot Chick
(X) Shrek
(X) Shrek 2
Total so far: 59
() Swimfan
(X) Miracle on 34th street
() Old School
(X) The Notebook
(X) K-Pax
() Krippendorf's Tribe
() A Walk to Remember
() Ice Castles
() Boogeyman
(X) The 40-year-old Virgin
Total so far: 63
(X) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring
(X) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers
(X) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King
(X) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
(X) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
(X) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
Total so far: 69
() Baseketball
() Hostel
(X) Waiting for Guffman
() House of 1000 Corpses
() Devils Rejects
(X) Elf
() Highlander
() Mothman Prophecies
() American History X
() Three
Total so Far: 71
() The Jacket
() Kung Fu Hustle
() Shaolin Soccer
() Night Watch
(X) Monsters Inc.
(X) Titanic
(X) Monty Python and the Holy Grail
(X) Shaun Of the Dead
( ) Willard
Total so far: 75
() High Tension
() Club Dread
() Hulk
() Dawn Of the Dead
(X) Hook
() Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe
() 28 days later
() Orgazmo
() Phantasm
() Waterworld
Total so far: 76
() Kill Bill vol 1
() Kill Bill vol 2
() Mortal Kombat
() Wolf Creek
() Kingdom of Heaven
() The Hills Have Eyes
() I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman
() The Last House on the Left
() Re-Animator
() Army of Darkness
Total so far: 76
(X) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace
(X) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones
() Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith
(X) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope
(X) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back
(X) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi
() Ewoks Caravan Of Courage
() Ewoks The Battle For Endor
Total so far: 81
(X) The Matrix
() The Matrix Reloaded
() The Matrix Revolutions
() Animatrix
() Evil Dead
() Evil Dead 2
() Team America: World Police
() Red Dragon
() Silence of the Lambs
() Hannibal
Total: 82
So I barely have a life, but considering how many times I've watched House, Bones, Black Books*, QI, and Never Mind the Buzzcocks, I can't say with any honesty that this survey is a true reflection of my life. I merely have seen 82 of these movies. But it was fun anyway.
*In the hopes that I could get another person to love Dylan Moran almost as much as I do, I had Hunter watch this the other day when we hung out. Unlike with Spaced he really enjoyed Black Books. It was very gratifying, especially after the success I had with Clark last year. Next step is either QI or Mock the Week. We shall see.
(x) Rocky Horror Picture Show
(X) Grease
(X) Pirates of the Caribbean
(X) Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest
() Boondock Saints
(X) Fight Club
() Starsky and Hutch
() Neverending Story
() Blazing Saddles
() Airplane
Total: 5
(X) The Princess Bride
(X) Anchorman
() Napoleon Dynamite
(X) Labyrinth
() Saw
() Saw II
() White Noise
() White Oleander
(X) Anger Management
() 50 First Dates
(X) The Princess Diaries
() The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement
Total so far: 10
() Scream
() Scream 2
() Scream 3
() Scary Movie
() Scary Movie 2
() Scary Movie 3
() Scary Movie 4
() American Pie
() American Pie 2
() American Wedding
() American Pie Band Camp
Total so far: 10
(X) Harry Potter 1
(X) Harry Potter 2
(X) Harry Potter 3
(X) Harry Potter 4
() Resident Evil 1
() Resident Evil 2
(X) The Wedding Singer
() Little Black Book
() The Village
() Lilo & Stitch
Total so far:15
(X) Finding Nemo
(X) Finding Neverland
(X) Signs
() The Grinch
() Texas Chainsaw Massacre (the original, from the '70s!)
() Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning
() White Chicks
() Butterfly Effect
(X) 13 Going on 30
(X) I, Robot
() Robots
Total so far: 20
(X) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story
() Universal Soldier
(X) Lemony Snicket: A Series Of Unfortunate Events
() Along Came Polly
() Deep Impact
() KingPin
(X) Never Been Kissed
(X) Meet The Parents
() Meet the Fockers
() Eight Crazy Nights
() Joe Dirt
(X) KING KONG
Total so far:25
() A Cinderella Story
(X) The Terminal
() The Lizzie McGuire Movie
() Passport to Paris
() Dumb & Dumber
() Dumber & Dumberer
() Final Destination
() Final Destination 2
() Final Destination 3
() Halloween (the original from 1978!)
(X) The Ring
() The Ring 2
() Surviving X-MAS
(X) Flubber
Total so far: 28
(X) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle
(X) Practical Magic
(X) Chicago
() Ghost Ship
(X) From Hell
(X) Hellboy
() Secret Window
() I Am Sam
(X) The Whole Nine Yards
() The Whole Ten Yards
Total so far: 34
() The Day After Tomorrow
() Child's Play
() Seed of Chucky
() Bride of Chucky
(X) Ten Things I Hate About You
() Just Married
() Gothika
() Nightmare on Elm Street
() Sixteen Candles
(X) Remember the Titans
() Coach Carter
() The Grudge
() The Grudge 2
(X) The Mask
() Son Of The Mask
Total so far: 37
() Bad Boys
() Bad Boys 2
() Joy Ride
() Lucky Number Slevin
(X) Ocean's Eleven
(X) Ocean's Twelve
(X) Bourne Identity
() Bourne Supremacy
() Lone Star
(X) Bedazzled
() Predator I
() Predator II
() The Fog (the original, with Adrienne Barbeau)
(X) Ice Age
() Ice Age 2: The Meltdown
() Curious George
Total so far: 42 (!!)
(X) Independence Day
() Cujo
() A Bronx Tale
() Darkness Falls
() Christine
(X) ET
( ) Children of the Corn
( ) My Boss's Daughter
(X) Maid in Manhattan
() War of the Worlds
() Rush Hour
() Rush Hour 2
Total so far: 45
( ) Best Bet
() How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
(X) She's All That
() Calendar Girls
(X) Sideways
(X) Mars Attacks
() Event Horizon
(X) Ever After
(X) Wizard of Oz
(X) Forrest Gump
() Big Trouble in Little China
() The Terminator
() The Terminator 2
() The Terminator 3
Total so far: 51
(X) X-Men
(X) X-2
() X-3
(X) Spider-Man
(X) Spider-Man 2
( ) Sky High
( ) Jeepers Creepers
( ) Jeepers Creepers 2
() Catch Me If You Can
(X) The Little Mermaid
(x) Freaky Friday
() Reign of Fire
() The Skulls
() Cruel Intentions
() Cruel Intentions 2
() The Hot Chick
(X) Shrek
(X) Shrek 2
Total so far: 59
() Swimfan
(X) Miracle on 34th street
() Old School
(X) The Notebook
(X) K-Pax
() Krippendorf's Tribe
() A Walk to Remember
() Ice Castles
() Boogeyman
(X) The 40-year-old Virgin
Total so far: 63
(X) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring
(X) Lord of the Rings The Two Towers
(X) Lord of the Rings Return Of the King
(X) Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
(X) Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
(X) Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade
Total so far: 69
() Baseketball
() Hostel
(X) Waiting for Guffman
() House of 1000 Corpses
() Devils Rejects
(X) Elf
() Highlander
() Mothman Prophecies
() American History X
() Three
Total so Far: 71
() The Jacket
() Kung Fu Hustle
() Shaolin Soccer
() Night Watch
(X) Monsters Inc.
(X) Titanic
(X) Monty Python and the Holy Grail
(X) Shaun Of the Dead
( ) Willard
Total so far: 75
() High Tension
() Club Dread
() Hulk
() Dawn Of the Dead
(X) Hook
() Chronicles Of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe
() 28 days later
() Orgazmo
() Phantasm
() Waterworld
Total so far: 76
() Kill Bill vol 1
() Kill Bill vol 2
() Mortal Kombat
() Wolf Creek
() Kingdom of Heaven
() The Hills Have Eyes
() I Spit on Your Grave aka the Day of the Woman
() The Last House on the Left
() Re-Animator
() Army of Darkness
Total so far: 76
(X) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace
(X) Star Wars Ep. II Attack of the Clones
() Star Wars Ep. III Revenge of the Sith
(X) Star Wars Ep. IV A New Hope
(X) Star Wars Ep. V The Empire Strikes Back
(X) Star Wars Ep. VI Return of the Jedi
() Ewoks Caravan Of Courage
() Ewoks The Battle For Endor
Total so far: 81
(X) The Matrix
() The Matrix Reloaded
() The Matrix Revolutions
() Animatrix
() Evil Dead
() Evil Dead 2
() Team America: World Police
() Red Dragon
() Silence of the Lambs
() Hannibal
Total: 82
So I barely have a life, but considering how many times I've watched House, Bones, Black Books*, QI, and Never Mind the Buzzcocks, I can't say with any honesty that this survey is a true reflection of my life. I merely have seen 82 of these movies. But it was fun anyway.
*In the hopes that I could get another person to love Dylan Moran almost as much as I do, I had Hunter watch this the other day when we hung out. Unlike with Spaced he really enjoyed Black Books. It was very gratifying, especially after the success I had with Clark last year. Next step is either QI or Mock the Week. We shall see.
16.1.09
To Thine Own Self Be True
This is why I didn't want a boyfriend. I know myself well enough to know that I get wrapped up, I get emotionally attached and pretty soon every action is a personal affront, an indication I did something wrong, a signal that everything is falling apart. I get frustrated, I get angry, I get possessive. I know this because I know myself. This is how I acted with Miles, this is how I act with my bands, this is how I act with my shows. I yell and think evil thoughts, but when the emotional attachment is to something or someone I don't actually know, it doesn't matter. It means nothing. But when the emotional attachment, and all the emotions attached, is to someone real, someone I know, things go to hell and a hand basket. These are real emotions, emotions I have for a real person. And he can never know because if he was at all sensible he would run in the opposite direction. I would.
Anecdote
As a student with disability accommodations, at the beginning of every semester I have to find my professors' office, give them a letter explaining that I'm a student with disability accommodations, and then run away very quickly. (You see I'm deathly afraid of talking to most of my professors, even if I don't act like it when I'm actually talking to them. I'm good like that.) Today was one of those days after having prolonged the inevitable for the entire week. So I went in search of my classics professor's office. After much searching of the obvious areas and double checking that I had the office number correct (I did) I decided to ask the Computer Science secretary if she knew were this mysterious office might be. And what should I see through the office door's window but a long streak of nothing in a long coat and very colourful scarf aka Hunter. The whole point of this story is to say the following: My boyfriend is one of the most distinctive people on campus and I find that very, very amusing. (He asked what I was doing there and while I of course said I was looking for my professor's office, I came up with a really witty reply when I was walking back to my room [in the incredibly bitter cold]: "I'm stalking you." I found that to also be very, very amusing.)
Anywho, just an amusing anecdote from my first week. I'm going to take a nap now, since I have nothing better to do.
On a final note, the band is going to have 3 or 4 trumpets, 3 french horns, and 3 euphoniums. We have a real brass section!!! Or we're very close to having a real brass section. Still, very exciting.
Anywho, just an amusing anecdote from my first week. I'm going to take a nap now, since I have nothing better to do.
On a final note, the band is going to have 3 or 4 trumpets, 3 french horns, and 3 euphoniums. We have a real brass section!!! Or we're very close to having a real brass section. Still, very exciting.
13.1.09
My Personal Mantra
I'm going to write a mantra here that I will repeat to myself whenever Miles enters my brain and starts nagging me. I'm coming up with this mantra because I have a good thing in my life and refuse to sabotage it by being a paranoid freak of nature. So here's the mantra: I will not suspect Hunter of liking other women, based on absolutely no evidence whatsoever. I will not run in the opposite direction because he's friends with a person who made my life a living hell last year and misses them. I will not judge him based on the previous mantra statement or any other stupid reasons I can come up with. I will not be a paranoid freak of nature, nor will I let a boy from my past ruin my present. I will not.
12.1.09
I Have My Music on Shuffle and No Regrets
School can be really complicated and stressful. A bit like relationships, but more easily fixed. The problem is fixed, but I still have to get up well before 8 which makes me sad. :sigh: I'm just not a morning person at all.
Today was the first day of classes here at good ol' UMW and I was up bright and early at 7:15ish am. I won't have to get up that early everyday, but the only days I'll be sleeping in this semester are the weekends, and even that could change, god only knows. My first three classes were good and will be good. I mean theory is theory, but my classics and history classes should be at least mildly interesting if not actually quite fascinating. And then I was done. It was kind of nice today, but this whole being done at noon shit is going to get boring really fast, and probably very awkward. Still, it gave me plenty of time to worry over my geography class. Which I'm no longer in.
One of the great things about my brain is that it has an incredibly difficult time remembering that aren't trivial* or in some sort of context. So when I found out that 50% of my grade in geography would be based on how well I can memorize maps and remember them at 8 in the morning, I started panicking a little. I knew this could an issue, but I was kind of hoping I would be able to avoid it. Alas, me and geography were not meant to be and I'm now taking Asian Civ. II. The brilliant thing about this new class that I'm taking is a)I don't have to memorize any maps (as far as I know) and b)it covers the part of Asian history that deals with Europe, thus is tangentially about Europe. Oh yeah, I'm totally grasping at straws there. Granted this doesn't solve the problem of band set-up, but I've decided that what I'm going to do is set-up the night/afternoon before and put up a sign telling people not to mess with the room on pain of death (and yes, I really mean death.) Except for tomorrow, because I came up with this great idea well after the band room should have been closed. Tomorrow I have to hope someone will be there to open the room for me, or I might just explode before I even get a chance to enjoy any of my classes.
The highlight of my day though was eating with people. People can be really fun. So is threatening your boyfriend with a pitchfork if he doesn't study enough. I wonder if you can get pitchforks on Amazon...
On one last final note, I sent in my application for an internship at NPR. Here's to not getting a position yet again!
*While memorizing countries on a map might seem trivial, my kind of trivial is within a context as well. Like knowing that Billie Piper was on the same NMTB episode as Meatloaf or knowing that Ricky Wilson was born on Jan. 19th, ten years before me. All trivial, but within a context.
Today was the first day of classes here at good ol' UMW and I was up bright and early at 7:15ish am. I won't have to get up that early everyday, but the only days I'll be sleeping in this semester are the weekends, and even that could change, god only knows. My first three classes were good and will be good. I mean theory is theory, but my classics and history classes should be at least mildly interesting if not actually quite fascinating. And then I was done. It was kind of nice today, but this whole being done at noon shit is going to get boring really fast, and probably very awkward. Still, it gave me plenty of time to worry over my geography class. Which I'm no longer in.
One of the great things about my brain is that it has an incredibly difficult time remembering that aren't trivial* or in some sort of context. So when I found out that 50% of my grade in geography would be based on how well I can memorize maps and remember them at 8 in the morning, I started panicking a little. I knew this could an issue, but I was kind of hoping I would be able to avoid it. Alas, me and geography were not meant to be and I'm now taking Asian Civ. II. The brilliant thing about this new class that I'm taking is a)I don't have to memorize any maps (as far as I know) and b)it covers the part of Asian history that deals with Europe, thus is tangentially about Europe. Oh yeah, I'm totally grasping at straws there. Granted this doesn't solve the problem of band set-up, but I've decided that what I'm going to do is set-up the night/afternoon before and put up a sign telling people not to mess with the room on pain of death (and yes, I really mean death.) Except for tomorrow, because I came up with this great idea well after the band room should have been closed. Tomorrow I have to hope someone will be there to open the room for me, or I might just explode before I even get a chance to enjoy any of my classes.
The highlight of my day though was eating with people. People can be really fun. So is threatening your boyfriend with a pitchfork if he doesn't study enough. I wonder if you can get pitchforks on Amazon...
On one last final note, I sent in my application for an internship at NPR. Here's to not getting a position yet again!
*While memorizing countries on a map might seem trivial, my kind of trivial is within a context as well. Like knowing that Billie Piper was on the same NMTB episode as Meatloaf or knowing that Ricky Wilson was born on Jan. 19th, ten years before me. All trivial, but within a context.
9.1.09
And Then There Was a Loud and Piercing Sound
HE'S COMING BACK!!!!!!!!! No, not David Tennant, this has nothing to do with DW. But yeah, I'm feeling much better with this piece of information* and yes, I do feel like an overly excited fangirl. It's brilliant 0_0!!!
*For those requiring further explanation: Hunter was reinstated with mucho thanks to VP Barra. He found out today and the whole world smiled. See? I am an overly excited fangirl, but with good reason.
*For those requiring further explanation: Hunter was reinstated with mucho thanks to VP Barra. He found out today and the whole world smiled. See? I am an overly excited fangirl, but with good reason.
5.1.09
Nore Unabriged (with Gusto)
A Facebook meme. If you've been reading this thing since it's inception (or have trolled through the archives) none of this will be new to you, however I like how I wrote my answers, so I'm posting it here. Enjoy!
- I have central auditory processing disorder which means that I process everything I hear milliseconds slower than someone who doesn't have CAPD (and those milliseconds are really important and make the difference between eating a peach or a beach) and ambient noise doesn't help any.
- I love reading and taught myself how to read when I was five (which is pretty normal actually).
- I've been mildly obsessed with the Elizabethan era for as long as I can remember which in turn led to my not so mild obsession with the UK.
- Pop music is my life and many of my interests are tangentially connected to pop music (I can make some really random connections including how I got into Doctor Who).
- I've had five blogs since I was in 8th grade, but my blogger and livejournal accounts are the only ones I've written in consistently for more than a year. (I've had my blogger and livejournal accounts for almost 4 years now)
- I went to boarding school for two years (8th and 9th grade) in Staunton, Virginia. Granted I went home every weekend, but it's an experience I'll never forget
- I listened to only the Beatles for the majority of a year, but then I discovered British indie rock and became frightfully obsessed with that.
- I was a ballerina for 9 and a half years and miss it with every fibre of my body. However I can't imagine wearing a leotard ever again, so there's no chance I'll start dancing again
- The majority of my favourite shows are British which is rather inconvenient, especially since all but two are not aired in the US.
- I've only been to London once, in 9th grade, but plan on living there the rest of my life (after college).
- I like reading non-fiction in my spare time and particularly like reading about history (British, World, European, anything but American).
- Since 10th or 11th grade I've slowly been training my self to spell words in British English. On my blog my spell check is in British English which reinforces what I'm training myself to do.
- I can figure out the exact date of when something important happened in my life based on my blog (or at least important in the last four years, I lost the blog I had when I visited London).
- I have a very British sense of humour and blame that entirely on Monty Python (especially since they inspired the current generation of British comedians).
- I'm an extremely shy and private person and wouldn't normally do this kind of thing, but three people tagged me, so yeah 0_0 now you know everything.
I have been playing the clarinet for 8 and a half years and have tried to quite multiple times. It just keeps coming back.
4.1.09
This Isn't the Music 2008 Post I Promised
Dear Future and Perspective Boyfriends,
I am not dainty. I am a stubborn mule who refuses to move on the opinions (and things) I care about. I won't necessarily argue with you, but I tend not to argue when I'm not an expert on the subject. Also I've never really had good experiences when arguing, so that's another deterrent. However this doesn't mean I'm old fashioned and will bow to your every will. Yes I am inexperienced, but I'm not stupid. In fact that there's a very good chance I'm smarter than you, so don't underestimate me. Or if you do, do so at your own peril. To reiterate my first point, I'm not dainty. I don't want to be treated like I'm a porcelain doll, just like a princess, and only occasionally. Generally I should be regarded as your equal and if I'm not I'll get tetchy and then angry and you won't like me when I'm angry. I'm very much like my father when I'm angry. I won't yell, I'll just brood and be terse. Trust me, in the long run that reaction is much worse than yelling. I know my anger may seem unreasonable, but that's a tendency you'll just have to deal with. I am unreasonable and have been ever thus since my birth [wow, that was really Shakespearean]. As long as I am me I will be unreasonable and I will be stubborn. I will also be a romantic, but at heart (or better yet at intellect) I am a realist and a pessimist and will act accordingly. Don't taunt me, don't tempt me because my Emergency Program One is to run and I will if you give me a wide enough opening to do so. Treat me as you would treat yourself and I suppose you'll be fine. There are no guarantees when it comes to dealing with me. I have unreasonable expectations instilled by Disney and fairy tales and I've yet to let go of them. Also I have hormones from hell and hate phones. So good luck. I can't pretend to imagine why you want to be with me, but I've given you fair warning now. So yes, good luck.
With all sincerity,
Nore
I am not dainty. I am a stubborn mule who refuses to move on the opinions (and things) I care about. I won't necessarily argue with you, but I tend not to argue when I'm not an expert on the subject. Also I've never really had good experiences when arguing, so that's another deterrent. However this doesn't mean I'm old fashioned and will bow to your every will. Yes I am inexperienced, but I'm not stupid. In fact that there's a very good chance I'm smarter than you, so don't underestimate me. Or if you do, do so at your own peril. To reiterate my first point, I'm not dainty. I don't want to be treated like I'm a porcelain doll, just like a princess, and only occasionally. Generally I should be regarded as your equal and if I'm not I'll get tetchy and then angry and you won't like me when I'm angry. I'm very much like my father when I'm angry. I won't yell, I'll just brood and be terse. Trust me, in the long run that reaction is much worse than yelling. I know my anger may seem unreasonable, but that's a tendency you'll just have to deal with. I am unreasonable and have been ever thus since my birth [wow, that was really Shakespearean]. As long as I am me I will be unreasonable and I will be stubborn. I will also be a romantic, but at heart (or better yet at intellect) I am a realist and a pessimist and will act accordingly. Don't taunt me, don't tempt me because my Emergency Program One is to run and I will if you give me a wide enough opening to do so. Treat me as you would treat yourself and I suppose you'll be fine. There are no guarantees when it comes to dealing with me. I have unreasonable expectations instilled by Disney and fairy tales and I've yet to let go of them. Also I have hormones from hell and hate phones. So good luck. I can't pretend to imagine why you want to be with me, but I've given you fair warning now. So yes, good luck.
With all sincerity,
Nore
1.1.09
Ringing in the New Year
In the past year (literally since January 1st) I have written around 147 entries (depending on where you're reading this). In the same amount of time I've had around 2,381 people look at my blog (or a particular entry) and go "Mmm, not what I was looking for." Granted of those 2,381 hits some have stuck around for a couple of minutes, but most glance and retreat. Without actually reading all 147 entries I would say more than half of them concern music in one way or another. The rest of the entries are either emo-tastic, nonsense (less than four sentences), fangirl-ish ravings (though really a good majority of those fall under the music category), or can be considered misc (any and everything about Hunter and a good bit of how I spent my summer). Most entries are a combination of the above categories.
In past years I have written more entries and slightly more profound things have happened to me. It seems that 2008, except for some really big awesome events (Obama getting elected comes to mind), has been a bit of a let down for everyone involved. But, things have happened, both good and bad and I feel they need to be documented. Just the good bits anyway, it is a holiday after all.
The year started off a bit rocky, but then again I was living with a moody bitch, so anyone's year would have started off rocky given the conditions. However things got better and by May I was free of the bitch and looking forward to the summer. Not that I should have been really, but I was anyway.
Late-ish in May I got my first job which was all well and terribly exciting. Having the job helped me narrow my focuses in terms of what I want to do in radio, but also reconfirmed that I really do want to be in radio for ever and ever (amen.) Having a job also meant that I spent a great deal of time commuting and not being around my Dad, both of which I was thankful for. But, as people who like clichés say, all good things must come to an end and soon it was time for the family vaca. And then school (dun dun duuuuuuuuh.)
The new school started out with a frenzy of depression followed by three different colds. Needless to say the first two months can only be described as somewhat grim with two things saving me from completely writing them off as shit: Anticipation and Doctor Who. The former deals with my waiting eagerly for the new Keane and Kaiser Chiefs albums and the latter has to do with the newly formed sci-fi (Doctor Who) club. But then something rather miraculous and completely unexpected happen: I got a boyfriend. A living breathing boyfriend. And that made all the shit (music theory, band) not matter as much. It's kind of sad, but true nonetheless. The past three months have gone by at a ferocious pace and the Kaiser Chiefs album is still only passable.
So now, as the new year begins I have Who, a boyfriend, and a roommate who doesn't drive me up the wall. My life isn't perfect, but I look forward to the new year and what it holds. It should be very interesting.
Later (today or tomorrow) a round-up of music and movies from 2008. Guaranteed to be much shorter than this entry!
In past years I have written more entries and slightly more profound things have happened to me. It seems that 2008, except for some really big awesome events (Obama getting elected comes to mind), has been a bit of a let down for everyone involved. But, things have happened, both good and bad and I feel they need to be documented. Just the good bits anyway, it is a holiday after all.
The year started off a bit rocky, but then again I was living with a moody bitch, so anyone's year would have started off rocky given the conditions. However things got better and by May I was free of the bitch and looking forward to the summer. Not that I should have been really, but I was anyway.
Late-ish in May I got my first job which was all well and terribly exciting. Having the job helped me narrow my focuses in terms of what I want to do in radio, but also reconfirmed that I really do want to be in radio for ever and ever (amen.) Having a job also meant that I spent a great deal of time commuting and not being around my Dad, both of which I was thankful for. But, as people who like clichés say, all good things must come to an end and soon it was time for the family vaca. And then school (dun dun duuuuuuuuh.)
The new school started out with a frenzy of depression followed by three different colds. Needless to say the first two months can only be described as somewhat grim with two things saving me from completely writing them off as shit: Anticipation and Doctor Who. The former deals with my waiting eagerly for the new Keane and Kaiser Chiefs albums and the latter has to do with the newly formed sci-fi (Doctor Who) club. But then something rather miraculous and completely unexpected happen: I got a boyfriend. A living breathing boyfriend. And that made all the shit (music theory, band) not matter as much. It's kind of sad, but true nonetheless. The past three months have gone by at a ferocious pace and the Kaiser Chiefs album is still only passable.
So now, as the new year begins I have Who, a boyfriend, and a roommate who doesn't drive me up the wall. My life isn't perfect, but I look forward to the new year and what it holds. It should be very interesting.
Later (today or tomorrow) a round-up of music and movies from 2008. Guaranteed to be much shorter than this entry!
31.12.08
30.12.08
Hard
It's so hard when you know you should feel sorry for someone because they're just so pathetic, but you don't have any at all because they act so shit and can be such a bastard. It's so hard when you can't do anything to change the situation because they're suppose to be the more mature one, they're suppose to be the authority figure and you can't argue with an authority figure. It's just so hard when you know things could be so much worse than they are, but everything feels shit and everything gets turned to shit because of just one person. It's so hard, but I'll be gone soon and I won't have to deal with this for another two months. And now I don't want to think about it, but it's so hard not to. My life isn't as awful as I make it seem and I'm so incredibly lucky, but sometimes it just doesn't seem that. Sometimes I still feel like I'm in 6th grade, begging for all of this pain to stop. I wish I could leave and never come back and I don't care how horrible I seem, but that's what I want. I want to do what he's done with his parents, leave and never go back. But I can't just yet. Soon though, so much sooner than I think, I'll be gone and I won't ever come back.
27.12.08
Awkward Rambling is Awkward
Oh there is so much to say. So very, very much to say. But I guess I'll start with the most recent events and work my way backwards. So I guess the first event is Christmas, so we begin.
Since my family did not host Thanksgiving, it was our turn to host Christmas. Holidays are always rather awkward because half of my family (Sophs and Dad) don't really get along with my aunt's family and refuse to make an effort to have inane small talk with them. Therefore, because by this point in the day I too have given up having any kind of small talk with anyone, my Mums is left trying to have inane small talk with six people (three cousins, one uncle, one aunt and one great-uncle). The whole thing becomes extraordinarily awkward, boring, and slightly hellish leaving me (who is already quite tired from all the cooking and waking up before noon) even more tired than I was to begin with. Nevertheless you could say I had a good Christmas because I had a good and very filling meal and got some really excellent presents. By all other measures though, my Christmas was fairly mediocre, but I'm use to that now and don't really expect anything else.
So what did I get for Christmas that makes up for the fact that most of my Christmas was really rather dull you may be asking. I got The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy radio series, that's what. The complete original radio series. All mine on 14 CDs. As I said when I opened it, I win at life. I also got some really interesting/exciting books including new Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman books as well as a memoir about a reporter who lived in England for a rather long time. I got some essential DVDs and a book to hold my hand-written set lists, courtesy of my sister. I also got handsoap in a frog dispenser from my Mum's mum. I really wished she had looked at my Amazon wish list, but oh well. So that was my Christmas: Excellent gifts (mostly) and a really awkward late afternoon/evening.
The time up to Christmas was spent staving off depression, hacking (as a severe form of coughing) up my lungs, and doing various things on my computer. I talked to Hunter some as well which always made (and makes) things a bit better than they were before. As I always remind myself, things could be a hell of a lot worse than they currently are and can always and quite often do get better. As long as I keep that in mind and watch QI whenever possible, I'm fine really.
It's sort of funny, I've realized in talking to Hunter over the phone I have this really awkward habit of rambling when I don't know what to say and don't really have anything to say but feel I need to say something. I'm not quite sure what he makes of it, but I'm always kind of annoyed with myself afterwards because I know I was rambling and generally not making sense at all. But he's working his way through the first season of Torchwood and his reaction to it is rather amusing. Next time I see him I may not let go because he's so damn cute.
Finally, I watched my various Christmas specials and the Mock the Week and QI ones were hilarious (which is to be expected) and the Doctor Who special was emo-tastic. Just really, really, amazingly angsty in some parts, but good nonetheless. I can't wait to get the DW series 4 box set.
Alright, I'm going to watch some more QI and possibly listen to more HHGG, we'll see. Entries will continue to be sparse until I get back to school, but even that's not a guarantee. You'll just have to wait and see.
Since my family did not host Thanksgiving, it was our turn to host Christmas. Holidays are always rather awkward because half of my family (Sophs and Dad) don't really get along with my aunt's family and refuse to make an effort to have inane small talk with them. Therefore, because by this point in the day I too have given up having any kind of small talk with anyone, my Mums is left trying to have inane small talk with six people (three cousins, one uncle, one aunt and one great-uncle). The whole thing becomes extraordinarily awkward, boring, and slightly hellish leaving me (who is already quite tired from all the cooking and waking up before noon) even more tired than I was to begin with. Nevertheless you could say I had a good Christmas because I had a good and very filling meal and got some really excellent presents. By all other measures though, my Christmas was fairly mediocre, but I'm use to that now and don't really expect anything else.
So what did I get for Christmas that makes up for the fact that most of my Christmas was really rather dull you may be asking. I got The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy radio series, that's what. The complete original radio series. All mine on 14 CDs. As I said when I opened it, I win at life. I also got some really interesting/exciting books including new Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman books as well as a memoir about a reporter who lived in England for a rather long time. I got some essential DVDs and a book to hold my hand-written set lists, courtesy of my sister. I also got handsoap in a frog dispenser from my Mum's mum. I really wished she had looked at my Amazon wish list, but oh well. So that was my Christmas: Excellent gifts (mostly) and a really awkward late afternoon/evening.
The time up to Christmas was spent staving off depression, hacking (as a severe form of coughing) up my lungs, and doing various things on my computer. I talked to Hunter some as well which always made (and makes) things a bit better than they were before. As I always remind myself, things could be a hell of a lot worse than they currently are and can always and quite often do get better. As long as I keep that in mind and watch QI whenever possible, I'm fine really.
It's sort of funny, I've realized in talking to Hunter over the phone I have this really awkward habit of rambling when I don't know what to say and don't really have anything to say but feel I need to say something. I'm not quite sure what he makes of it, but I'm always kind of annoyed with myself afterwards because I know I was rambling and generally not making sense at all. But he's working his way through the first season of Torchwood and his reaction to it is rather amusing. Next time I see him I may not let go because he's so damn cute.
Finally, I watched my various Christmas specials and the Mock the Week and QI ones were hilarious (which is to be expected) and the Doctor Who special was emo-tastic. Just really, really, amazingly angsty in some parts, but good nonetheless. I can't wait to get the DW series 4 box set.
Alright, I'm going to watch some more QI and possibly listen to more HHGG, we'll see. Entries will continue to be sparse until I get back to school, but even that's not a guarantee. You'll just have to wait and see.
25.12.08
The Anglophile In Me Want to Wish You A....
HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!!! Further updates when I get my head around the idea of forming complete sentences 0_0
24.12.08
Because I Got Tagged
A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.
B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you. (I don't know enough people to tag 8 people, so if you know me, feel free to do this thing)
Make a list of things you can see without getting up:
my entire room
What do you do if someone tickles you?
I'm not that ticklish, so I either become your girlfriend or kick you by "accident"
What are you wearing now?
Jim-jams because I can't be bothered
Do you have some sort of secret superpower?
Yes, my amazing coughing abilities (in other words, no)
What's the last thing you read/are currently reading?
I'm working my way through The Canon by Natalie Angier
Do you nap a lot?
It depends on how busy I am
Who was the last person you hugged?
Umm...mums
What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
Gee, I don't know...do you?
What was the last thing you ate today?
Toast...mmmmm toast
What was the last thing you said aloud?
"I'm fine" while trying not to laugh and cough at the same time
What websites do you always visit when you go online?
LJ, AV Club, Facebook, NME, Cracked.com
Last thing you bought:
Dad's Christmas present
What are you listening to right now?
nada
What's the last song that got stuck in your head?
"Carol of the Bells" though really it's hard to say since I have music playing in my head at all times
If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
Teleportation please :)
What is your favourite weather, and why?
70 degrees Fahrenheit, sunny, not humid. Otherwise known as the opposite of any weather existing in my country of choice
How are you?
I have a horrible hacking cough, but am otherwise very jolly
What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS! now leave me alone"
Say something to the person who tagged you.
Happy Christmas, don't die 0_0
Further updates later...
B) Tag eight people. Don't refuse to do that. Don't tag who tagged you. (I don't know enough people to tag 8 people, so if you know me, feel free to do this thing)
Make a list of things you can see without getting up:
my entire room
What do you do if someone tickles you?
I'm not that ticklish, so I either become your girlfriend or kick you by "accident"
What are you wearing now?
Jim-jams because I can't be bothered
Do you have some sort of secret superpower?
Yes, my amazing coughing abilities (in other words, no)
What's the last thing you read/are currently reading?
I'm working my way through The Canon by Natalie Angier
Do you nap a lot?
It depends on how busy I am
Who was the last person you hugged?
Umm...mums
What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?
Gee, I don't know...do you?
What was the last thing you ate today?
Toast...mmmmm toast
What was the last thing you said aloud?
"I'm fine" while trying not to laugh and cough at the same time
What websites do you always visit when you go online?
LJ, AV Club, Facebook, NME, Cracked.com
Last thing you bought:
Dad's Christmas present
What are you listening to right now?
nada
What's the last song that got stuck in your head?
"Carol of the Bells" though really it's hard to say since I have music playing in my head at all times
If you could have any superpower, what would it be?
Teleportation please :)
What is your favourite weather, and why?
70 degrees Fahrenheit, sunny, not humid. Otherwise known as the opposite of any weather existing in my country of choice
How are you?
I have a horrible hacking cough, but am otherwise very jolly
What's something you'd like to say to someone right now?
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS! now leave me alone"
Say something to the person who tagged you.
Happy Christmas, don't die 0_0
Further updates later...
19.12.08
Long Awaited News Update
I've come up with four more reasons to love the UK. The first is the Doctor Who Christmas special, the second is the QI Christmas special, the third is the Mock the Week Christmas special, and the Big Fat Quiz of the Year. The reasons for the reasons are as follows: David Morrissey, Stephen Fry, Alan Davies, Clive Anderson, Rob Brydon, Dara O'Briain, David Mitchell, Hugh Dennis, Frankie Boyle, Russell Howard, Andy Parson, Michael McIntyre, Ed Byrne, and Sean Lock. Also, The Sunday Night Project Christmas special and that is reasoned by the following names: Simon Pegg and Kaiser Chiefs. So there you have it, five more reasons to love the UK.
Sprechen of the Kaiser Chiefs, here they are performing with Girls Aloud. The only reason I'm posting this is so I can posit the following reasons for them even thinking of performing on a show hosted by Girls Aloud: They are absolutely desperate or one of the members of KC (I'm saying Ricky because I can) is dating one of the members of Girls Aloud (I'm saying the ginger one because I can and she's my favourite). The whole thing is rather sad and pathetic, but I'm sure the boys will be gain back some of their reputation on The Sunday Night Project and if not they'll always have Employment.
Ever wonder how winter came to be? Well here is Mata's version of how winter came to be. Enjoy!
Finally, here's Weebl and Bob's version of "Hallelujah." You'd have to be slightly obsessed with the UK pop scene to understand why this is funny, but trust me, it is. That and they change the lyrics to revolve around pies, so ya know, that's hilarious in and of its self.
So that's it. See you on the flip side.
Sprechen of the Kaiser Chiefs, here they are performing with Girls Aloud. The only reason I'm posting this is so I can posit the following reasons for them even thinking of performing on a show hosted by Girls Aloud: They are absolutely desperate or one of the members of KC (I'm saying Ricky because I can) is dating one of the members of Girls Aloud (I'm saying the ginger one because I can and she's my favourite). The whole thing is rather sad and pathetic, but I'm sure the boys will be gain back some of their reputation on The Sunday Night Project and if not they'll always have Employment.
Ever wonder how winter came to be? Well here is Mata's version of how winter came to be. Enjoy!
Finally, here's Weebl and Bob's version of "Hallelujah." You'd have to be slightly obsessed with the UK pop scene to understand why this is funny, but trust me, it is. That and they change the lyrics to revolve around pies, so ya know, that's hilarious in and of its self.
So that's it. See you on the flip side.
Long Ass Meme
50 Questions meme.
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Oy mcvay
2. How much cash do you have on you?
Enough to pay for a small pizza with sausage and pepperoni
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
floor
4. Favourite planet?
Betelgeuse
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
dunno, missed call list is clear at the moment
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
really don't have one
7. What shirt are you wearing?
Folger's library student Shakespeare festival from 7th grade
8. Do you label yourself?
constantly and it usually involves the word nutter, anglophile and looney
9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?
socks, no shoes right now
10. Bright or Dark Room?
bright, so as I don't get depressed from the gloom
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
writes the best damn DW fanfiction
12. What does your watch look like?
umm...don't have one
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
sleeping
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
I don't get texts
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
somewhere not near by (aka I don't know)
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
umm
17. Who told you he/she loved you last?
Sophs or Mums
18. Last furry thing you touched?
Nikki or Rosie
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
My meds, so quite a bit
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
one
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
Right now
22. Your worst enemy?
Myself (how cliche)
23. What is your current desktop picture?
Women walking dog in the snow (it's a graphic I got from Veer)
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
I don't remember...I think it was "okay" to my sister
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Oooh toughy...million bucks
26. Do you like someone?
Why yes, yes I do.
27. The last song you listened to?
La Gazza Ladra, can't remember the composer's name
28. What time of day were you born?
7:25 am, which is why I hate the morning
29. What’s your favorite number?
42
30. Where did you live in 1987?
I wasn't born yet
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
Every single person in the UK
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
Dunno
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
Chorus
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Have yet to have that happen to me, but I suspect I would get very annoyed and then walk away
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Most of the time, yes
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
When I get my tattoo, it will be on the back of my wrist, 'cuz I thnk that's a cool place
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
French, so I could live there and become very, very large eating nothing but crepes
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
No, unless they lived in London in which case yes
39. Are you touchy feely?
Umm, does clingy count? If so, then yes
40. What’s your life motto?
Don't panic
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
Ring on my right index finger, ring on my right ring finger and Irish wedding band on my left thumb
42. What’s your favourite town/city?
London
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Small pizza with sausage and pepperoni
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
No clue, it's been so long
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
God no
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
He's in NYC
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
I know bits and pieces from both sides of my family and recently found out I do in fact have some English from my Mom's mom's side of the family
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
That would have been for my chorus concert and it was all black and a green blazer
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
No
50. Have you been burned by love?
Rather not discuss that, ta
1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
Oy mcvay
2. How much cash do you have on you?
Enough to pay for a small pizza with sausage and pepperoni
3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?
floor
4. Favourite planet?
Betelgeuse
5. Who is the 4th person on your missed call list on your cell phone?
dunno, missed call list is clear at the moment
6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?
really don't have one
7. What shirt are you wearing?
Folger's library student Shakespeare festival from 7th grade
8. Do you label yourself?
constantly and it usually involves the word nutter, anglophile and looney
9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?
socks, no shoes right now
10. Bright or Dark Room?
bright, so as I don't get depressed from the gloom
11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?
writes the best damn DW fanfiction
12. What does your watch look like?
umm...don't have one
13. What were you doing at midnight last night?
sleeping
14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?
I don't get texts
15. Where is your nearest 7-11?
somewhere not near by (aka I don't know)
16. What's a word that you say a lot?
umm
17. Who told you he/she loved you last?
Sophs or Mums
18. Last furry thing you touched?
Nikki or Rosie
19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?
My meds, so quite a bit
20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?
one
21. Favorite age you have been so far?
Right now
22. Your worst enemy?
Myself (how cliche)
23. What is your current desktop picture?
Women walking dog in the snow (it's a graphic I got from Veer)
24. What was the last thing you said to someone?
I don't remember...I think it was "okay" to my sister
25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?
Oooh toughy...million bucks
26. Do you like someone?
Why yes, yes I do.
27. The last song you listened to?
La Gazza Ladra, can't remember the composer's name
28. What time of day were you born?
7:25 am, which is why I hate the morning
29. What’s your favorite number?
42
30. Where did you live in 1987?
I wasn't born yet
31. Are you jealous of anyone?
Every single person in the UK
32. Is anyone jealous of you?
Dunno
33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?
Chorus
34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?
Have yet to have that happen to me, but I suspect I would get very annoyed and then walk away
35. Do you consider yourself kind?
Most of the time, yes
36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?
When I get my tattoo, it will be on the back of my wrist, 'cuz I thnk that's a cool place
37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?
French, so I could live there and become very, very large eating nothing but crepes
38. Would you move for the person you loved?
No, unless they lived in London in which case yes
39. Are you touchy feely?
Umm, does clingy count? If so, then yes
40. What’s your life motto?
Don't panic
41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?
Ring on my right index finger, ring on my right ring finger and Irish wedding band on my left thumb
42. What’s your favourite town/city?
London
43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?
Small pizza with sausage and pepperoni
44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?
No clue, it's been so long
45. Can you change the oil on a car?
God no
46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?
He's in NYC
47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?
I know bits and pieces from both sides of my family and recently found out I do in fact have some English from my Mom's mom's side of the family
48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?
That would have been for my chorus concert and it was all black and a green blazer
49. Does anything hurt on your body right now?
No
50. Have you been burned by love?
Rather not discuss that, ta
18.12.08
Hold My Hand
I've been feeling rather depressed lately. I think it has something to do with being home and the sun not shining as much as I would like it to. In any event I've been feeling a bit blue and today just compounded that feeling. Today has not been very good for making me feel better, not one bit.
Hunter's not coming back next semester, or at least he doesn't think he is. And quite frankly unless Ms. Smith can pull a fucking miracle out of her ass, I don't think he will be coming back next semester. The strange thing is that he's totally calm about the whole situation. I'm having a freakin' melt down, emotionally speaking, and he's all fine and dandy. A wee bit pissed, but mostly just calm. Which is fine, but I feel really odd about the whole thing. A month ago I wasn't even sure I liked Hunter enough to be his girlfriend and now not only am I freaking out on his behalf, he's entered my subconscious (booyah to the dream world). It just seems so strange how quickly things can change in life. I feel slightly paralysed to be honest. Maybe this is why Farber wanted to have a boyfriend, so I would learn not to be paralysed by unfamiliar and stressful situations. Dunno though, never will either.
Well now that I've entered into the realm of stream-of-thought rambling, I guess I'll end it here. Don't mourn for me too much though. He's promised to visit and if the world and karma decide that I'm (and by proxy he's) not too shit he'll be back at UMW this summer, and trust me if he is my weekends will be spent in Fredericksburg. I'm just that clingy.
Hunter's not coming back next semester, or at least he doesn't think he is. And quite frankly unless Ms. Smith can pull a fucking miracle out of her ass, I don't think he will be coming back next semester. The strange thing is that he's totally calm about the whole situation. I'm having a freakin' melt down, emotionally speaking, and he's all fine and dandy. A wee bit pissed, but mostly just calm. Which is fine, but I feel really odd about the whole thing. A month ago I wasn't even sure I liked Hunter enough to be his girlfriend and now not only am I freaking out on his behalf, he's entered my subconscious (booyah to the dream world). It just seems so strange how quickly things can change in life. I feel slightly paralysed to be honest. Maybe this is why Farber wanted to have a boyfriend, so I would learn not to be paralysed by unfamiliar and stressful situations. Dunno though, never will either.
Well now that I've entered into the realm of stream-of-thought rambling, I guess I'll end it here. Don't mourn for me too much though. He's promised to visit and if the world and karma decide that I'm (and by proxy he's) not too shit he'll be back at UMW this summer, and trust me if he is my weekends will be spent in Fredericksburg. I'm just that clingy.
16.12.08
I'll Be Home For Christmas
I sometimes wonder how I can be apart of the family that I'm apart of. I use to think that since I didn't belong I must have been adopted or something like that, but since I've inherited too many of the same disabilities (both learning and pyschological) that option has long since left the th building. HOwever I still do wonder how it is I ended up in this family since I'm so patently different from any of them. I also can't stand being around the lot of them, though really that's not a sign of anything based on the movies. Still I've been home four days and I'm already looking forward to the beginning of the next semester. In fact if the world could just fast-forward to Christmas (because I like presents) and then fast-forward again to January 11th, I'd be just fine, ta. Of course this could all pass and like I almost told Hunter (decided against 'cuz I didn't want to worry him too much) I'll just become numb to the whole situation. Either that or time will pass as quickly as always does and I'll be back at school before I know it. Still, I'd rather be at school now instead of having to wait. C'est la vie I guess. :sigh:
9.12.08
Another Finals Interruption
We again interrupt Nore's study of linguistics with this small piece of news: Blur are reuniting. Now over to Nore for her reaction...
LIES!!!!!!! I don't know why I have such a visceral and unloving response to Blur reuniting, but I do. I think it has to do with the fact that two of the four members have gone on to have semi-successful music careers and they probably won't make it to the US and I don't need any more disappointment in my life. Or I'm just a very bitter old hag who doesn't want anyone to be happy. Dunno.
In other non-music news (well non-pop music news anyway) I've all but given up on completing MacBastard (MacGamut/aural training) by Thursday when it's due, but I still have to figure out how I'm going to write a fugue by Friday. Tomorrow is going to be hell, absolute hell. So's Thursday, but less so because I don't have a jury, just skills and socio. But as Amber (from Seaco) said this morning, by this time next week it will all be just a really horrible dream and I'll be able to sleep like a normal person again. Finally, Kathy has disappeared for the most part, which is a nice but very odd alternative to last year when Allison hid in her bed for the duration of finals. At least I can listen to my music without headphones, which is also nice, and talk out loud while I'm studying, which I acknowledge is very strange. Anywho, got to get back to linguistics. Do you know what a polysemy is? I do.
LIES!!!!!!! I don't know why I have such a visceral and unloving response to Blur reuniting, but I do. I think it has to do with the fact that two of the four members have gone on to have semi-successful music careers and they probably won't make it to the US and I don't need any more disappointment in my life. Or I'm just a very bitter old hag who doesn't want anyone to be happy. Dunno.
In other non-music news (well non-pop music news anyway) I've all but given up on completing MacBastard (MacGamut/aural training) by Thursday when it's due, but I still have to figure out how I'm going to write a fugue by Friday. Tomorrow is going to be hell, absolute hell. So's Thursday, but less so because I don't have a jury, just skills and socio. But as Amber (from Seaco) said this morning, by this time next week it will all be just a really horrible dream and I'll be able to sleep like a normal person again. Finally, Kathy has disappeared for the most part, which is a nice but very odd alternative to last year when Allison hid in her bed for the duration of finals. At least I can listen to my music without headphones, which is also nice, and talk out loud while I'm studying, which I acknowledge is very strange. Anywho, got to get back to linguistics. Do you know what a polysemy is? I do.
8.12.08
Lyrics for Finals
Well, more like a part of some lyrics. Two stanzas in poetry terms. From two different songs. By the same artist. Anywho, here they are:
"You Want History" --- Kaiser Chiefs
It's a waste of money you have to admit
If it's a waste of money you have to have it
It's a waste of brains but hard to resist
If you wanted mystery you've blown it
It's a waste of money you have to admit
If it's a waste of money you have to have it
It's a waste of brain cells hard to resist
If you wanted history you missed it
"Like It Too Much" --- Kaiser Chiefs
Going in and out of
Another state of
Try not to be obvious
With a ringside seat
Going in and out of
Another state of
Try not to be obvious
You get the first one free...
You are descended from animals
And you are constructed of chemicals
The one thing you can't have you like too much
You look but you cannot touch
I like it all too much
"You Want History" --- Kaiser Chiefs
It's a waste of money you have to admit
If it's a waste of money you have to have it
It's a waste of brains but hard to resist
If you wanted mystery you've blown it
It's a waste of money you have to admit
If it's a waste of money you have to have it
It's a waste of brain cells hard to resist
If you wanted history you missed it
"Like It Too Much" --- Kaiser Chiefs
Going in and out of
Another state of
Try not to be obvious
With a ringside seat
Going in and out of
Another state of
Try not to be obvious
You get the first one free...
You are descended from animals
And you are constructed of chemicals
The one thing you can't have you like too much
You look but you cannot touch
I like it all too much
7.12.08
The Fear of Good Days and Bad Days
Ah, time for some reviews. Lily Allen has a single, the Kaiser Chiefs have a single...and both have videos! There's also the small matter of not wanting to think about my exams, so here's a nice way to pass the time. Write two reviews.
"The Fear" --- Lily Allen
Lily Allen has a gift for lyrics. She writes brilliant and catchy lyrics that, while not exactly mind-stretchers, are able to be topical without sounding pedantic. However, as with "The Fear", she can sound a bit hypocritical singing them. In this latest single Ms. Allen's musical vocabulary has expanded to a certain extent, but ultimately her songs aren't about the music but the lyrics and the lyrics sound silly coming out of her mouth. Ms. Allen is almost as well known for her tabloid antics as she is for her music and so singing about the stupidity and shallowness of her life seems a tad rich. A bit like the pot calling the kettle black if you know I mean. But "The Fear" is saved by the musical expansion exhibited by Ms. Allen and her cohorts. If this any indication of her next, I'm sure it will be as good and as catchy as her last one. Let's just hope she avoids any more hypocrisy. [As for the video, it's majestic and visually interesting, but Lily is not a good actress. Really horrible in fact.]
"Good Days Bad Days" --- The Kaiser Chiefs
There's something peculiar about the Kaiser Chiefs. First impression rarely do justice to the actual quality of the music they produce. While I wouldn't exactly retract my original grading of Off With Their Heads I don't hate the album much as I did when I first listened to it. There are moments in nearly every song that makes it worth while to listen to. In the case of "Good Days Bad Days" it's the refrain and bit towards the end that discusses changing your attitude. "Good Days Bad Days" isn't a brilliant song by any stretch of the imagination, but if you listen to it enough times, you too will find a moment in it that you like and makes it worth while to listen to. That's just how the Kaiser Chiefs work. [Peanut was in hospital during the video shoot and the hang a neat little sign on his keyboard that says "Be back in 5 minutes." The whole thing is a giddy romp that reminds me of the video for "Everyday I Love You Less and Less" except without skeleton sex. Though it's odd, they always pat down Ricky's hair and it makes him look really odd. But yeah, good video.]
Ugh. Exams. I've got so much MacGamut to do it hurts my brain just thinking about it. However I got to watch a really weird French movie last night, so it's not all bad. Well the exam bits are, but the French movie isn't. So yeah, off to bed. Night.
"The Fear" --- Lily Allen
Lily Allen has a gift for lyrics. She writes brilliant and catchy lyrics that, while not exactly mind-stretchers, are able to be topical without sounding pedantic. However, as with "The Fear", she can sound a bit hypocritical singing them. In this latest single Ms. Allen's musical vocabulary has expanded to a certain extent, but ultimately her songs aren't about the music but the lyrics and the lyrics sound silly coming out of her mouth. Ms. Allen is almost as well known for her tabloid antics as she is for her music and so singing about the stupidity and shallowness of her life seems a tad rich. A bit like the pot calling the kettle black if you know I mean. But "The Fear" is saved by the musical expansion exhibited by Ms. Allen and her cohorts. If this any indication of her next, I'm sure it will be as good and as catchy as her last one. Let's just hope she avoids any more hypocrisy. [As for the video, it's majestic and visually interesting, but Lily is not a good actress. Really horrible in fact.]
"Good Days Bad Days" --- The Kaiser Chiefs
There's something peculiar about the Kaiser Chiefs. First impression rarely do justice to the actual quality of the music they produce. While I wouldn't exactly retract my original grading of Off With Their Heads I don't hate the album much as I did when I first listened to it. There are moments in nearly every song that makes it worth while to listen to. In the case of "Good Days Bad Days" it's the refrain and bit towards the end that discusses changing your attitude. "Good Days Bad Days" isn't a brilliant song by any stretch of the imagination, but if you listen to it enough times, you too will find a moment in it that you like and makes it worth while to listen to. That's just how the Kaiser Chiefs work. [Peanut was in hospital during the video shoot and the hang a neat little sign on his keyboard that says "Be back in 5 minutes." The whole thing is a giddy romp that reminds me of the video for "Everyday I Love You Less and Less" except without skeleton sex. Though it's odd, they always pat down Ricky's hair and it makes him look really odd. But yeah, good video.]
Ugh. Exams. I've got so much MacGamut to do it hurts my brain just thinking about it. However I got to watch a really weird French movie last night, so it's not all bad. Well the exam bits are, but the French movie isn't. So yeah, off to bed. Night.
2.12.08
This Is Going to Be Very Long, But I'm Very Bored
1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band (marching band, Rock Band)
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland
8. Climbed a mountain (in the mountains is close enough right? Because I've done a lot of that)
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning (and I will never eat doritos again)
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France (and I have a poster of her too!)
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse (of the heart!)
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo's David (or a replica, I can't remember)
41. Sung karaoke (it was awful)
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted by your mother. it wasn't flattering.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris (in November and it was cold)
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class (and never got beyond an orange belt)
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a cheque
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial (one of the last things I did before moving to the suburbs)
71. Eaten caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone's life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a mobile phone (how is that impressive?)
99. Been stung by a bee (which is one of the ways I found out I'm allergic to insect stings)
100. Read an entire book in one day (back when I had time to read)
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band (marching band, Rock Band)
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland
8. Climbed a mountain (in the mountains is close enough right? Because I've done a lot of that)
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning (and I will never eat doritos again)
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France (and I have a poster of her too!)
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you're not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a Marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse (of the heart!)
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo's David (or a replica, I can't remember)
41. Sung karaoke (it was awful)
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted by your mother. it wasn't flattering.
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris (in November and it was cold)
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class (and never got beyond an orange belt)
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
67. Bounced a cheque
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial (one of the last things I did before moving to the suburbs)
71. Eaten caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
88. Had chickenpox
89. Saved someone's life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a law suit
98. Owned a mobile phone (how is that impressive?)
99. Been stung by a bee (which is one of the ways I found out I'm allergic to insect stings)
100. Read an entire book in one day (back when I had time to read)
1.12.08
I'm Taking a Break From Writing About Sociology to Write About My Life
If I write one more page, get through one more topic, I can go to bed and finish the paper tomorrow. I just have to write about one more topic and since I underlined so damn much, this paper is proving a hell of a lot easier than the last one. I just have to write about one more topic. :sigh: I'm good at this, I just hate doing it.
Today has been so stressful. I had one three hour break in the middle of the day, but even then I had grocery shopping to do and then tonight was utter chaos, so the break really didn't mean that much to me. The only plus side was that I got to see Hunter after the chorus concert and before I rushed back to my room to eat and watch GG. Now I'm working on a sociology paper that will be five pages if it kills me. Still I got to see Hunter and watch GG, so it isn't all doom and gloom. Just mostly.
So, for those who don't know, Torchwood, especially the first season, is ridiculously sex-drenched. Just a ridiculous amount of sex and sex innuendo. So it comes as no surprise that John Barrowman (Barrowman, not Boarowman) would take out his dick while on the radio. I mean absolutely no surprise whatsoever. He turned a song from The Sound of Music into a perverted thing about wanking when he was on Buzzcocks. Really, people are just silly.
So this is my last week of classes before exams. Many people on Facebook have been describing the next two weeks of hell. I would tend to agree with them. This, however, does not guarentee that I will not be blogging throughout the next two weeks. It simply means that if I do write, I will most likely be bitching or bitching. So yeah, welcome to hell.
Today has been so stressful. I had one three hour break in the middle of the day, but even then I had grocery shopping to do and then tonight was utter chaos, so the break really didn't mean that much to me. The only plus side was that I got to see Hunter after the chorus concert and before I rushed back to my room to eat and watch GG. Now I'm working on a sociology paper that will be five pages if it kills me. Still I got to see Hunter and watch GG, so it isn't all doom and gloom. Just mostly.
So, for those who don't know, Torchwood, especially the first season, is ridiculously sex-drenched. Just a ridiculous amount of sex and sex innuendo. So it comes as no surprise that John Barrowman (Barrowman, not Boarowman) would take out his dick while on the radio. I mean absolutely no surprise whatsoever. He turned a song from The Sound of Music into a perverted thing about wanking when he was on Buzzcocks. Really, people are just silly.
So this is my last week of classes before exams. Many people on Facebook have been describing the next two weeks of hell. I would tend to agree with them. This, however, does not guarentee that I will not be blogging throughout the next two weeks. It simply means that if I do write, I will most likely be bitching or bitching. So yeah, welcome to hell.
30.11.08
Another In A Long List of Lyrics
Because lyrics are my poetry
"Save It For Later" --- The English Beat
Two dozen other dirty lovers
Must be a sucker for it
Cry cry but I don't need my mother
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it.
Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't run away and let me down, you let me down.
Black air and seven seas all rotten through
But what can you do?
I don't know how I'm meant to act with all of you lot
Sometimes I don't try
I just now now now now now now now now now now now
Now now now now now now now now now now now
Soomer or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't run away and let me down
You runaway runaway and let me down.
Two dozen other stupid reasons
Why we should suffer for this
Don't bother trying to explain them
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it.
Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you'll hit the deck you'll get found out
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down, you let me down.
You run away run away runaway runaway runaway runaway
And let me down.
"Save It For Later" --- The English Beat
Two dozen other dirty lovers
Must be a sucker for it
Cry cry but I don't need my mother
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it.
Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't run away and let me down, you let me down.
Black air and seven seas all rotten through
But what can you do?
I don't know how I'm meant to act with all of you lot
Sometimes I don't try
I just now now now now now now now now now now now
Now now now now now now now now now now now
Soomer or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you hit the deck you get found out
Save it for later don't run away and let me down
You runaway runaway and let me down.
Two dozen other stupid reasons
Why we should suffer for this
Don't bother trying to explain them
Just hold my hand while I come to a decision on it.
Sooner or later your legs give way, you hit the ground
Save it for later don't run away and let me down.
Sooner or later you'll hit the deck you'll get found out
Save it for later don't runaway and let me down, you let me down.
You run away run away runaway runaway runaway runaway
And let me down.
27.11.08
Thankful Two Years On
Today is Thanksgiving in the US and now that I've recovered from my five hours of social torture, I'm going to list the things I'm thankful. Because that's just how I roll.
- My music, it's the only thing that keeps me truly sane
- British panel shows, they keep me entertained for hours on end even though I should be working
- Living five minutes away from Pollard
- Doctor Who, which needs no explanation
- My family, even if they do drive me up a wall after long periods of exposure
- The UK without which my music collection would limited and very different, there would be no DW and no panel shows to watch
- Hunter (I didn't want to place him too early because that would seem desperate)
- Not having to host Thanksgiving this year
22.11.08
Damn Scarf
I am irrationally jealous of an inanimate object. Namely this scarf. Completely and irrationally jealous of it. The only thing keeping me from tearing the whole thing up is that a) it's not finished and b) that would be cruel to the scarf. I think next time I'm just going to magically overcome all my inhabitions and jump him*. Though hopefully the next time I get the chance to jump him, he'll be finished with that damn scarf. Damn my eyes! Damn them to hell.
*I'm talking about Hunter. Because jumping an inanimate object is even more irrational than being jealous of it. And yes, I do want to jump him.
*I'm talking about Hunter. Because jumping an inanimate object is even more irrational than being jealous of it. And yes, I do want to jump him.
A Very Happy Goat Indeed
For a very long time I believed that romance and love worked in the real world the same way it worked in books and movies and music. I'll never really let go of that belief, and it's not something I wish to let go of, but now I know better. Admittedly it was hard letting go of that belief, at least in practical terms, but now that I've let go of Cinderella I can finally embrace what I have. And it is wonderful. Awkward, frustrating and wonderful. Somehow in the past week I've been able to make the psychological leap and actually and completely believe that there is someone in this world who cares about me. He is awkward and dorky and adorable and he cares that I make it back safely to my dorm room. And it is a wonderful feeling knowing I have that in my life. It makes everything else seem superfluous. So you can see, for the first time since I started writing in this damn blog I am genuinely happy. I am a very, very, happy goat.
21.11.08
The Things She Knows
Allison has become a vital force in my life again. Well, not so much a vital force as an outside annoyance I wasn't really expecting to have. You see, unlike my relationship with Allison which is contentious and full of bad feelings (mostly on my side), Hunter and Allison are bestest friends and if she asks, he'll tell. A situation which has some very awkward potential. You see, what makes this all the more annoying, is that Allison is visiting UMW during spring break. Which means I'll actually have to see her again and more than likely by that time she'll know things that I haven't even had the nerve to write about in this here blog. Things that, to be perfectly frank, I never would want her to know. But there's naught to be done about it. I'm not about to begin dictating who Hunter can talk to and what they can talk about. Still, for someone who I thought I had "gotten rid of" (aka she left because she hated it so much here), Allison is still awfully present.
Nonetheless life isn't all bad. Granted I do have what amounts to one week of school left until exams, but it could be worse. I could have a drama queen for a roommate and no means of releasing built up stress. So yeah, I complain, but really except for my inability to open up this damn bottle of orange juice, my life is good and I am happy. An odd thing really, but I'm getting use to it.
Nonetheless life isn't all bad. Granted I do have what amounts to one week of school left until exams, but it could be worse. I could have a drama queen for a roommate and no means of releasing built up stress. So yeah, I complain, but really except for my inability to open up this damn bottle of orange juice, my life is good and I am happy. An odd thing really, but I'm getting use to it.
18.11.08
Fire!
My dorm is experiencing a smoke related fire drill (aka a real fire, but just in a kitchen and not really that serious). The current temperature is somewhere in the 20's (Fahrenheit). My dorm happens to be spitting distance from the library. Guess where the majority of my dorm is currently located?
At least I wasn't really planning on going to be anytime soon. I'm too hyped up on caffeine and music and Buzzcocks to be sleepy. But yeah, thank god for the library.
At least I wasn't really planning on going to be anytime soon. I'm too hyped up on caffeine and music and Buzzcocks to be sleepy. But yeah, thank god for the library.
17.11.08
Brighton Port Authority
So the bloke who writes The Last Bus Home may or may not have moved over to a new blog called 853 and so I move with him, because it's British and dammit I need my British! Anywho 853 posted a youtube clip of this song called "Seattle" being performed by Brighton Port Authority and it's bloody brilliant. So head on over to 853 or youtube and watch/listen. Tis bloody brilliant.
16.11.08
In My Ears
- "Wouldn't It Be Nice" The Beach Boys
- "God Only Knows" The Beach Boys
- "That's Entertainment" The Jam
- "Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow" The Shirelles
- "Every Little Thing" The Beatles
- "Waterloo Sunset" The Kinks
- "To The End" Blur
- "God Only Knows" The Beach Boys
- "That's Entertainment" The Jam
- "Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow" The Shirelles
- "Every Little Thing" The Beatles
- "Waterloo Sunset" The Kinks
- "To The End" Blur
Short Random Spurts
You can almost always tell when you're watching a robot movie based off a robot novel by Isaac Asimov. The way you can tell because Asimov created what are called the Three Law of Robotics and they're always included in the movie. For instance, if I hadn't been paying attention during the credits of The Bicentennial Man I still would have known that it was based on an Asimov story because there's a whole big presentation on the three laws of robotics, complete with holographs and a Sousa march. So that's how you can tell it's a Asimov robot story. For everything else he wrote, pay attention to the opening credits.
I was watching an old episode of NMTB and one of the songs featured was "God Only Knows" by the Beach Boys. I decided to download said song as well as "Wouldn't It Be Nice." The odd thing is that whenever I hear either of those songs I immediately think about my freshman seminar and how incredibly depressed Brian Wilson was when recording Pet Sounds. I still like listening to the songs though because the Beach Boys are one of the few non-Motown American bands that had a large impact on British pop music, at least in my opinion. That and the fact that those two songs remind me of my favourite prof. ever, so it's all good.
Last night I got to hang out with Hunter which was uber-nice since I hadn't seen him all week and despite my paranoia, I'm really clingy. He mentioned that this week's "Sexclamations" in the Bullet (UMW's newspaper) was about penises (which is par for the course really) and that it was funny. So today, after much searching, I found said column and read it. It wasn't really that funny, but does feature a picture from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life and kinda mimics my own opinion of penises. Which I'm sure all of you really care about 0_0
In other Hunter-related news I got him to download "Victoria" by the Kinks. It's a small step in the right direction in my opinion. The next step involves Terry Pratchett and more Kinks, but we'll get there eventually.
More Buzzcocks!
I was watching an old episode of NMTB and one of the songs featured was "God Only Knows" by the Beach Boys. I decided to download said song as well as "Wouldn't It Be Nice." The odd thing is that whenever I hear either of those songs I immediately think about my freshman seminar and how incredibly depressed Brian Wilson was when recording Pet Sounds. I still like listening to the songs though because the Beach Boys are one of the few non-Motown American bands that had a large impact on British pop music, at least in my opinion. That and the fact that those two songs remind me of my favourite prof. ever, so it's all good.
Last night I got to hang out with Hunter which was uber-nice since I hadn't seen him all week and despite my paranoia, I'm really clingy. He mentioned that this week's "Sexclamations" in the Bullet (UMW's newspaper) was about penises (which is par for the course really) and that it was funny. So today, after much searching, I found said column and read it. It wasn't really that funny, but does feature a picture from Monty Python's The Meaning of Life and kinda mimics my own opinion of penises. Which I'm sure all of you really care about 0_0
In other Hunter-related news I got him to download "Victoria" by the Kinks. It's a small step in the right direction in my opinion. The next step involves Terry Pratchett and more Kinks, but we'll get there eventually.
More Buzzcocks!
13.11.08
Life Is Short
I'm currently working on writing a semi-snarky analysis of an article written in 1964 were nine jazzers (as Prof. Long would put it) were interviewed on a series of questions pertaining to the larger jazz scene. I just wrote in a paper that I'm turning into my professor tomorrow "the party lines were drawn." For some reason in my sick-addled mind that is absolutely hilarious. I don't know why, it seems absurd now that I'm writing about, but it is. God I love hate being sick.
So sometime this week the Kaiser Chiefs and Lily Allen were on a BBC radio show hosted by Zane Lowe. Someone over at the Lily Allen forum pieced together a video based on photos. Or something like that. In any event, a video was made and the result had me chuckling, even though I couldn't hear the song they were performing ("Always Happens Like That" in case you were wondering.) The reason I was giggling was because Lily had a long piece of string and was fidgeting with it the entire time and Rick looked incredibly awkward. He kept tilting back and forth like a loony bin patient or a chicken pecking at food. I even came up with a little dialogue between Ricky and Lily where in Ricky told Lily to stop acting like a cat and Lily told him to shove off. It was great fun. I should have been writing this paper, but oh well. Life is short and Ricky's hot.*
On Tuesday I realized that everyone and their uncle know I'm in a relationship. It was an awkward realization mainly because I find being in a relationship awkward, but it happened nonetheless. It's going to be even more awkward tomorrow when he meets my sister, but from a purely intellectual standpoint, my emotional reaction is quite fascinating. Sad, but fascinating.
On Wednesday I got to show off my anglophilia in full force during linguistics. Namely because I know what a spanner is and also know that Welsh is an offshoot of Celtic. I also know how the British pronounce things (or at least the accent people associate the British with) and how they like to spell things with a "u." My professor asked how one might come to know these sorts of things and in my scratchy nasally voice responded "Youtube." She smiled and said yes you could research it. On Monday, when we discussed regional differences and accents and dialects and all that, I couldn't help but think of all the regional differences and accents and dialects found in the British Isles. I didn't bring them up, but I thought about them on my walk to Pollard. God I love being an anglophile.
*A re-jiggered quote from the 3rd season of Doctor Who. The original quote is "Life is short and you are hot." Oh yeah, fangirl in the house.
So sometime this week the Kaiser Chiefs and Lily Allen were on a BBC radio show hosted by Zane Lowe. Someone over at the Lily Allen forum pieced together a video based on photos. Or something like that. In any event, a video was made and the result had me chuckling, even though I couldn't hear the song they were performing ("Always Happens Like That" in case you were wondering.) The reason I was giggling was because Lily had a long piece of string and was fidgeting with it the entire time and Rick looked incredibly awkward. He kept tilting back and forth like a loony bin patient or a chicken pecking at food. I even came up with a little dialogue between Ricky and Lily where in Ricky told Lily to stop acting like a cat and Lily told him to shove off. It was great fun. I should have been writing this paper, but oh well. Life is short and Ricky's hot.*
On Tuesday I realized that everyone and their uncle know I'm in a relationship. It was an awkward realization mainly because I find being in a relationship awkward, but it happened nonetheless. It's going to be even more awkward tomorrow when he meets my sister, but from a purely intellectual standpoint, my emotional reaction is quite fascinating. Sad, but fascinating.
On Wednesday I got to show off my anglophilia in full force during linguistics. Namely because I know what a spanner is and also know that Welsh is an offshoot of Celtic. I also know how the British pronounce things (or at least the accent people associate the British with) and how they like to spell things with a "u." My professor asked how one might come to know these sorts of things and in my scratchy nasally voice responded "Youtube." She smiled and said yes you could research it. On Monday, when we discussed regional differences and accents and dialects and all that, I couldn't help but think of all the regional differences and accents and dialects found in the British Isles. I didn't bring them up, but I thought about them on my walk to Pollard. God I love being an anglophile.
*A re-jiggered quote from the 3rd season of Doctor Who. The original quote is "Life is short and you are hot." Oh yeah, fangirl in the house.
10.11.08
I'm On a Sugar High!
I've got news! Music news mind you, but news nonetheless. Some is exciting in a really weird way and some is tragic in a not actually tragic way. So onwards and upward mes petites, I've had enough sugar to get allow me to ignore my cold and actually write this entry. Hurrah!
So first up, who wouldn't want Gary Glitter on a music exam? Yes, he is a paedophile, but still, I would have died and gone to heaven if Gary Glitter had been mentioned on my IB music exam. Literally. I mean it was cool having "Rhapsody in Blue" and everything, but Gary Glitter would have made me squee so hard. So yeah, shame he's a paedophile.
I was doing my bi-hourly check of NME.com to see if anything happened since I had last checked it and I saw this headline: "Kaiser Chiefs man hospitalised in Brazil." I immediatedly freaked because I was absolutely sure Ricky had managed to break another limb. Turns out, even worse news. Peanut has been hospitalised with appendicities, which is just no fun and requires surgery. At least with Ricky, no surgery required. So, get better Peanut and congrats to Ricky for having made it about a year without breaking anything!
So I've got another cold to get over. And a band performance this Friday. And the awkward situation of having to tell Hunter that a) he's meeting my sister and b) we can't "hang out" Friday because he's meeting my sister. It should be fun.
So first up, who wouldn't want Gary Glitter on a music exam? Yes, he is a paedophile, but still, I would have died and gone to heaven if Gary Glitter had been mentioned on my IB music exam. Literally. I mean it was cool having "Rhapsody in Blue" and everything, but Gary Glitter would have made me squee so hard. So yeah, shame he's a paedophile.
I was doing my bi-hourly check of NME.com to see if anything happened since I had last checked it and I saw this headline: "Kaiser Chiefs man hospitalised in Brazil." I immediatedly freaked because I was absolutely sure Ricky had managed to break another limb. Turns out, even worse news. Peanut has been hospitalised with appendicities, which is just no fun and requires surgery. At least with Ricky, no surgery required. So, get better Peanut and congrats to Ricky for having made it about a year without breaking anything!
So I've got another cold to get over. And a band performance this Friday. And the awkward situation of having to tell Hunter that a) he's meeting my sister and b) we can't "hang out" Friday because he's meeting my sister. It should be fun.
9.11.08
Istanbul (Not Constantinople)
So last night was a bit of a bust. The dance-y thing (as I'm now calling it) started at 7 and I was back in my room around 9:40. Multiple photos were taken of me which are now on Facebook much to my chagrin. After said dance-y thing I spent the rest of my night with a headache (from not having any caffeine) and watching Mock the Week. So when I say last night was a bit of a bust, I mean it was shite. Oh well, at least there was some socialization involved and I got to see Hunter act like a complete goof, which was actually quite brilliant.
I've been up for about three hours as I type and have spent most of that time watching Mock the Week and trying to figure out whether or not I've actually lost my voice or whether it just sounds like I've been smoking for two decades. My mum had the brilliant idea of going to the clinic tomorrow to get a Rx for meds, which really is quite a good idea, since I've been feeling like shit for a month. So yeah, today has been interesting in how boring it's been.
In a final note, I had what was actually a really awkward dream that, in my opinion, is a foreshadow of how incredibly awkward Thanksgiving is going to be for me. It involved Hunter meeting my grandparents and we were both in our pants. 0_0 Thankfully real life won't involve my grandparents actually meeting Hunter and I will fully dressed. Still, the prospect of having to tell my grandparents is frightening enough that it has entered my subconscious. Huzzah.
I've been up for about three hours as I type and have spent most of that time watching Mock the Week and trying to figure out whether or not I've actually lost my voice or whether it just sounds like I've been smoking for two decades. My mum had the brilliant idea of going to the clinic tomorrow to get a Rx for meds, which really is quite a good idea, since I've been feeling like shit for a month. So yeah, today has been interesting in how boring it's been.
In a final note, I had what was actually a really awkward dream that, in my opinion, is a foreshadow of how incredibly awkward Thanksgiving is going to be for me. It involved Hunter meeting my grandparents and we were both in our pants. 0_0 Thankfully real life won't involve my grandparents actually meeting Hunter and I will fully dressed. Still, the prospect of having to tell my grandparents is frightening enough that it has entered my subconscious. Huzzah.
8.11.08
Time Marker
This entry is purely to mark a point in personal history. I think if I can figure out when I bought the first Kaiser Chiefs album based on journal entries, I should be able to pinpoint slightly more important personal dates based on journal entries. In any event, here's a Friday Five for your general amusement:
What's your favorite holiday ...
1. Song?
So many great holiday songs, but definitely "For Unto Us a Child Is Born" from Handel's Messiah. Actually anything from the Messiah gets me into a holiday mood, so yeah. Handel's Messiah
2. Movie or TV special?
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, duh. And Holiday Inn. :D
3. Memory?
We went to Arizona for Christmas one year and I had insomnia the entire time. But the night before we left I watched My Fair Lady and that was the last night I went to bed at a normal hour.
4. Baked good or desert?
Fuuudge. Mmm...also chocolate spritz.
5. Each year, what's the one moment that lets you know it's officially the holiday season?
When it's December 1st or when the Christmas lights get taken out by department stores.
So I'm going to a masquerade ball as Euterpe, the muse of music and lyrical poetry. I can't even pronounce her name, but that's who I'm going as. I'm very excited :D
Pop!
What's your favorite holiday ...
1. Song?
So many great holiday songs, but definitely "For Unto Us a Child Is Born" from Handel's Messiah. Actually anything from the Messiah gets me into a holiday mood, so yeah. Handel's Messiah
2. Movie or TV special?
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer, duh. And Holiday Inn. :D
3. Memory?
We went to Arizona for Christmas one year and I had insomnia the entire time. But the night before we left I watched My Fair Lady and that was the last night I went to bed at a normal hour.
4. Baked good or desert?
Fuuudge. Mmm...also chocolate spritz.
5. Each year, what's the one moment that lets you know it's officially the holiday season?
When it's December 1st or when the Christmas lights get taken out by department stores.
So I'm going to a masquerade ball as Euterpe, the muse of music and lyrical poetry. I can't even pronounce her name, but that's who I'm going as. I'm very excited :D
Pop!
5.11.08
Remember, Remember...
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I can think of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I can think of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent
To blow up the King and Parli'ment.
Three-score barrels of powder below
To prove old England's overthrow;
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, let the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
4.11.08
Another Quickie News Update
I am a wicked and evil vixen. In my mind anyway. Mwhahahahhahahahahaha!
My left eye has swollen up for no apparent reason. This has given my eyes a weird almost lopsided look but I doubt anyone will notice. I just hope I'm not getting sick again.
Seeing as today is Election Day, GO VOTE. I voted absentee, so I've already voted, but if you're reading this GO VOTE.
Tomorrow is Guy Fawkes day. I slightly more excited about that than I am about today. That is how sad I am.
I don't have theory Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday and I'm really excited about that fact. However the weather is making me feel apathetic about just about everything, so you wouldn't be able to tell based solely on my demeanour. Nonetheless, I am excited.
That's it really. More news may or may not occur as the week progresses. You'll just have to way and see.
My left eye has swollen up for no apparent reason. This has given my eyes a weird almost lopsided look but I doubt anyone will notice. I just hope I'm not getting sick again.
Seeing as today is Election Day, GO VOTE. I voted absentee, so I've already voted, but if you're reading this GO VOTE.
Tomorrow is Guy Fawkes day. I slightly more excited about that than I am about today. That is how sad I am.
I don't have theory Wednesday, Thursday, or Friday and I'm really excited about that fact. However the weather is making me feel apathetic about just about everything, so you wouldn't be able to tell based solely on my demeanour. Nonetheless, I am excited.
That's it really. More news may or may not occur as the week progresses. You'll just have to way and see.
2.11.08
Generally Good
Generally life is good. There are some not so good bits that are more frustrating than actually bad, but those frustrations mostly just makes me more motivated than defeated. The major frustration lately has been music theory mainly because my teacher doesn't know how to teach to people who don't care about theory as much as he does, but now that I've realized that he really does take his exam questions from the checkpoint questions in my theory book, at least the tests will be easier. I've also had to embrace the fact that you can't be perfect at something you've never done before and being disappointed in yourself for not being perfect at something you've never done before is the road to becoming my mother. It's frustrating, no doubt, but you just have to embrace the frustration and live with it. Eventually it will go away, or at least that's what I'm banking on.
But as I said life is generally good. I've got someone who cares about me which is something I've wanted for a very long time and quite frankly having that in my life tempers my overall bitterness about the world. The fact that I haven't listened to the Cribs in weeks is a testament to that fact. No, I've nothing real to complain about and that's a very welcome change.
But as I said life is generally good. I've got someone who cares about me which is something I've wanted for a very long time and quite frankly having that in my life tempers my overall bitterness about the world. The fact that I haven't listened to the Cribs in weeks is a testament to that fact. No, I've nothing real to complain about and that's a very welcome change.
A Review (Because I Couldn't Come Up With a Clever Title That Included Both Album Titles)
As promised, my review of Off With Their Heads and Perfect Symmetry. Not as much bashing as I thought there would be, but still rather good if you ask me.
Originally Off With Their Heads and Perfect Symmetry were suppose to be released on the same day. It was going to be an absolute bonanza for me: Two of my favourite bands releasing their third albums on the same day. Sadly, though I guess ultimately for the best, Off With Their Heads was delayed three weeks here in the States and so I got to hear Perfect Symmetry before I heard Off With Their Heads. If you had asked me at the beginning of October whose album I was more excited about I would have automatically answered the Kaiser Chiefs. But now, after listening to both albums I must, sadly, admit Keane has the better third album. And what it comes down to is passion.
My main complaint with the Kaiser Chiefs’ lead single, "Never Miss a Beat" (beside the idiotic nature of the lyrics), was the lack of passion contained in the song. This apathy pervades the band’s new album Off With Their Heads leading the listener to think that band doesn’t care about what they’re singing or playing, that they are merely putting out and album to put out an album (and ultimately, why should we care about an album that the band doesn't care about). Although Mark Ronson and Eliot James do a very good job of producing Off With Their Heads, the band’s lack of enthusiasm and the poor quality of the lyrics makes listening to this album a very trying experience. The few saving graces on the albums, particularly "Like It Too Much" and "Always Happens Like That", are the songs that seems to have even iota of passion in them. Unfortunately those songs are too infrequent to make up for the rest of the passionless tracks that dominate Off With Their Heads. Recommended Tracks: Like It Too Much, You Want History, Always Happens Like That, Remember You're a Girl
On the flip side, you could never accuse Keane of not being passionate about their music. While not every song on Perfect Symmetry is absolutely brilliant, the band never wanes in its enthusiasm for the music they’re producing. As often happens in the mixing of an album, Perfect Symmetry is front loaded with the best songs recorded by Keane, but there are a few gems on the second half of the album particularly “Pretend That You’re Alone” and album closer “Love is the End” that save the album from being too dull at the end. While some of the messages on the album can come across as heavy-handed the musical experientialism paired with Tom Chaplin’s complete and utter belief in what he is singing more than makes up for calling mankind weeds. The best songs on the album are those that break ground both musically and lyrically for the band, those few times when they step out of their comfort zone and create something unexpected. Recommended Tracks: The Lovers Are Losing, Better Than This, Perfect Symmetry, Pretend That Your Alone, Love Is The End
A good album shows growth musically and lyrically and conveys the passion a band has for creating music. Good songs step ever so slightly outside a band’s comfort zone, showing a certain amount of experimentation without alienating their fans or casual listeners. Those elements and the lack of those elements are what make Off With Their Heads a disappointing album and Perfect Symmetry a good one. Ultimately, it all comes down to passion.
Perfect Symmetry: B+ Off With Their Heads: C-
In other news my self-created issues with my relationship are slowly dissipating, though they haven't gone away completely. I still think way too much about everything, but since that's a problem that will never go away, I'm coming to terms with accepting what I have and embracing the idea that I will never be the perfect girlfriend because I don't live in a fictional world. Oh well. Ultimately my life is good and I am mostly happy. Except when I think about music theory. Then, not so much. But that's for another entry at another time.
Originally Off With Their Heads and Perfect Symmetry were suppose to be released on the same day. It was going to be an absolute bonanza for me: Two of my favourite bands releasing their third albums on the same day. Sadly, though I guess ultimately for the best, Off With Their Heads was delayed three weeks here in the States and so I got to hear Perfect Symmetry before I heard Off With Their Heads. If you had asked me at the beginning of October whose album I was more excited about I would have automatically answered the Kaiser Chiefs. But now, after listening to both albums I must, sadly, admit Keane has the better third album. And what it comes down to is passion.
My main complaint with the Kaiser Chiefs’ lead single, "Never Miss a Beat" (beside the idiotic nature of the lyrics), was the lack of passion contained in the song. This apathy pervades the band’s new album Off With Their Heads leading the listener to think that band doesn’t care about what they’re singing or playing, that they are merely putting out and album to put out an album (and ultimately, why should we care about an album that the band doesn't care about). Although Mark Ronson and Eliot James do a very good job of producing Off With Their Heads, the band’s lack of enthusiasm and the poor quality of the lyrics makes listening to this album a very trying experience. The few saving graces on the albums, particularly "Like It Too Much" and "Always Happens Like That", are the songs that seems to have even iota of passion in them. Unfortunately those songs are too infrequent to make up for the rest of the passionless tracks that dominate Off With Their Heads. Recommended Tracks: Like It Too Much, You Want History, Always Happens Like That, Remember You're a Girl
On the flip side, you could never accuse Keane of not being passionate about their music. While not every song on Perfect Symmetry is absolutely brilliant, the band never wanes in its enthusiasm for the music they’re producing. As often happens in the mixing of an album, Perfect Symmetry is front loaded with the best songs recorded by Keane, but there are a few gems on the second half of the album particularly “Pretend That You’re Alone” and album closer “Love is the End” that save the album from being too dull at the end. While some of the messages on the album can come across as heavy-handed the musical experientialism paired with Tom Chaplin’s complete and utter belief in what he is singing more than makes up for calling mankind weeds. The best songs on the album are those that break ground both musically and lyrically for the band, those few times when they step out of their comfort zone and create something unexpected. Recommended Tracks: The Lovers Are Losing, Better Than This, Perfect Symmetry, Pretend That Your Alone, Love Is The End
A good album shows growth musically and lyrically and conveys the passion a band has for creating music. Good songs step ever so slightly outside a band’s comfort zone, showing a certain amount of experimentation without alienating their fans or casual listeners. Those elements and the lack of those elements are what make Off With Their Heads a disappointing album and Perfect Symmetry a good one. Ultimately, it all comes down to passion.
Perfect Symmetry: B+ Off With Their Heads: C-
In other news my self-created issues with my relationship are slowly dissipating, though they haven't gone away completely. I still think way too much about everything, but since that's a problem that will never go away, I'm coming to terms with accepting what I have and embracing the idea that I will never be the perfect girlfriend because I don't live in a fictional world. Oh well. Ultimately my life is good and I am mostly happy. Except when I think about music theory. Then, not so much. But that's for another entry at another time.
29.10.08
Goodbye
Ten-Inch is leaving the building. Technically he hasn't left the show yet, but he's still left it in spirit. He says he doesn't want to out stay his welcome, but look at Tom Baker: He was on the show for seven fucking years. Being on it for only 4 years really isn't that long. I mean generally speaking. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DON'T LEAVE US DAVID!!!!!!!
In other news, I'll be writing up a review of the new Kaiser Chiefs album this weekend. Look forward to a lot of bashing.
In other news, I'll be writing up a review of the new Kaiser Chiefs album this weekend. Look forward to a lot of bashing.
26.10.08
If Only
If I could get everything floating around in my head off my chest, if we could just talk about my issues for a little bit, so he could understand what's going on in my head, I think things would be better if not necessarily easier. There would still be some things in the way, but it would be better. If there was a guide or a template I could work from an example of how this is suppose to work I would feel more comfortable knowing that this is how it's suppose to work. If I could trust myself and my own judgement and if he weren't so damn horny I wouldn't be so confused and unsure of everything. If he had listened when I said I wanted to take things slow and I hadn't allowed my pent up sexual energy run the show we wouldn't be here and I wouldn't be so frustrated with myself. If I lived under a rock things would be so much easier. I try to go along with things and not let my paranoia and psychosis get in the way, but when all is said and done they're still there haunting me and calling into question every aspect of this relationship. I want Prince Charming and have decided that settling for a person is just fine and I can be happy with that, but then the memories of fifth grade and Miles come back and make me wonder how long this will all last. If he hadn't happened, if I didn't hold onto that experience like a safety blanket or protective shield, I wouldn't be calling into question every move we make and every little thing we do. It was all so much easier when I could believe that romance worked in the real world the same way it does in musicals and books. I wish I had someone neutral to talk to about all of this, just so I could know I'm not losing my mind. I wish Farber was here. He always seems to know what to do, even if I don't usually follow his advice.
I don't want to take back what's happened. I just wish I knew where this was all headed towards.
I don't want to take back what's happened. I just wish I knew where this was all headed towards.
24.10.08
This Week...
- My hall finally passed the middle of the night fire drill (only took us like five times, but we passed!)
- Shocked Allison into talking to me
- Established that I am actually in a relationship
- Got really fancy shampoo
- Have re-established (multiple times) that I'm a paranoid nutter with body issues
- Decided that I will secretly and deceptively brain-wash Hunter
- "Watched" Spaced with someone outside my family (some watching was done, just not a whole lot, but I'm counting it anyway because I don't think I'll ever get Clark to watch it [sadly, cuz he'd really like it])
- Didn't completely fail my skills mid-term
And Finally...
- Got Young Frankenstein, Hogfather (go Terry Pratchett and Elton!), and The Nightmare Before Christmas
- Shocked Allison into talking to me
- Established that I am actually in a relationship
- Got really fancy shampoo
- Have re-established (multiple times) that I'm a paranoid nutter with body issues
- Decided that I will secretly and deceptively brain-wash Hunter
- "Watched" Spaced with someone outside my family (some watching was done, just not a whole lot, but I'm counting it anyway because I don't think I'll ever get Clark to watch it [sadly, cuz he'd really like it])
- Didn't completely fail my skills mid-term
And Finally...
- Got Young Frankenstein, Hogfather (go Terry Pratchett and Elton!), and The Nightmare Before Christmas
22.10.08
Once a Cold, Always a Cold
I'm just going to start off by saying NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The reason I'm saying this is because Once was not meant to be made into a Broadway fucking musical. It is perfect in its movie form and why are the trying to ruin my favourite movie???
I've got a cold at the moment and have decided that I'm in conversation, no matter how hard I try. There are fences that have yet to come down and I'm dating a person with the exact same disability I have. But the cold is getting better.
I've got a cold at the moment and have decided that I'm in conversation, no matter how hard I try. There are fences that have yet to come down and I'm dating a person with the exact same disability I have. But the cold is getting better.
20.10.08
Anglo-Audiophile, Paranoid Nutter
I feel I should post something, but what I want to write about is a bit to personal and hasn't been fully worked in my head, so instead I'll post a random Friday Five. It has to do with death 0_0
1. If you were to die today, what would your last words be?
Don't panic
2. What would you want your epitaph to say?
Anglophile, Audiophile, Paranoid Nutter
3. What song would you want played at your funeral?
"All These Things That I Have Done" by the Killers and "Days" by the Kinks
4. In lieu of flowers, what should loved ones do in your honor?
Listen to Kaiser Chiefs, the Kinks, and the Cribs a whole damn lot
5. What unfinished business would you wrap up
Visit London one last time
1. If you were to die today, what would your last words be?
Don't panic
2. What would you want your epitaph to say?
Anglophile, Audiophile, Paranoid Nutter
3. What song would you want played at your funeral?
"All These Things That I Have Done" by the Killers and "Days" by the Kinks
4. In lieu of flowers, what should loved ones do in your honor?
Listen to Kaiser Chiefs, the Kinks, and the Cribs a whole damn lot
5. What unfinished business would you wrap up
Visit London one last time
19.10.08
V. Random
Just to amuse: The 20 Most Awesome SciFi TV Theme Songs
Yeah, I'm a little bored right now. Enjoy.
Yeah, I'm a little bored right now. Enjoy.
Easy Observation
I'm of the opinion that it's much easier to hide under a rock than to open oneself up to the possibility of being hurt. I'm shy and quite by nature and tend to spend a lot of time by myself. I've developed a rather eccentric personality and a broad (as in from abroad) range of interests that set me apart from most of my peers. And now for the first time in my life someone is trying to penetrate my fortress. It's a bit scary I'll admit, but all my fears and worries seem to all but dissipate when I'm in his arms. Just being there is the best feeling I've ever known. I tend to forget everything else and just concentrate on his breathing. It's nice, very nice indeed.
18.10.08
Oh What A Night
Remember in my last entry how I joked about my big news being that I had finally gotten a boyfriend? Ya know, the funny bit right before I said that Franz Ferdinand had announced a release date for their third album? Yeah, think back. (This is my way of saying I think* I really, honestly do have a boyfriend. No shit.)
I've got one very persistent song running through my head which has now been given a partner ("Then He Kissed Me" and "December 1963"). My limbs haven't fully recovered which seems a bit odd but overwhelming joy can do that I guess. This is all very strange and very foreign and amazingly wonderful at the same time. Thank god I had never seen The Blues Brothers before. That's about all I can say right now.
One last thing: I found my Doctor :biggest grin known to man:
*The word use of "think" comes from a distinct lack of knowledge on how this whole thing works. In a sad bit of pathetic-ness, I'm waiting for him to change his status on Facebook.
I've got one very persistent song running through my head which has now been given a partner ("Then He Kissed Me" and "December 1963"). My limbs haven't fully recovered which seems a bit odd but overwhelming joy can do that I guess. This is all very strange and very foreign and amazingly wonderful at the same time. Thank god I had never seen The Blues Brothers before. That's about all I can say right now.
One last thing: I found my Doctor :biggest grin known to man:
*The word use of "think" comes from a distinct lack of knowledge on how this whole thing works. In a sad bit of pathetic-ness, I'm waiting for him to change his status on Facebook.
15.10.08
Not So Bitchy Update
So last night was a bit bitchy which I will blame on my canker-sore. However, this morning provided some happy news so I have decided to update with said happy news. What is my happy news? I have a boyfriend! No, just kidding, that's not it all. No, Franz Ferdinand have announced a release date for their third album! And a track listing! Not that it really matters since the only song I've heard from their new batch of songs is "Lucid Dreams" but still yay! That means I have two more exciting releases before the end of the year (Kaiser Chiefs and Killers*) and then one really exciting release at the beginning of the year. (Lily Allen has announced a release date but it's only for those countries that release CDs on Monday and therefore does not apply to US) Also, Pitchfork is coming out with a book in November. I don't actually care about that fact, but found it interesting nonetheless.
*The Killers have turned into a nonsensical techno band which makes the raver that lives in the joy center of my brain very happy. Their new single "Human" is ridiculously giddy and wonderful. Here's part of the chorus, as an example: "Are we human/Or are we Dancer/My signs are vital/My hands are cold/And I'm on my knees looking for the answer/Are we human or are we dancer?" It makes me happy on the inside just thinking about it.
Ta for now.
*The Killers have turned into a nonsensical techno band which makes the raver that lives in the joy center of my brain very happy. Their new single "Human" is ridiculously giddy and wonderful. Here's part of the chorus, as an example: "Are we human/Or are we Dancer/My signs are vital/My hands are cold/And I'm on my knees looking for the answer/Are we human or are we dancer?" It makes me happy on the inside just thinking about it.
Ta for now.
14.10.08
Bitchy Update
I was so stressed out by my mid-terms that I got a canker-sore at the back of my jaw. You have to admit, that's pretty fucking stressed out. Granted it's a pain in the ass given where it is because the damn think makes it really painful to open my mouth all the way which makes yawning really painful and hard to do. Anyway, I've got classes tomorrow which I'm not particularly looking forward to no real reason other than that I don't feel like getting up before 9am. Also I'm currently trying to wrap my head around playing music that I don't have memorized because real hipster listen to cool hipster music. However depending on how my Thursday goes I may not want to be a real hipster, so we'll see. God I just want this week to be over. And for it to be really truly fall instead of this endless Indian summer.
7.10.08
Pop Shouldn't Be a Dirty Word
We're studying secondary dominants in theory right now and Prof. Long has been making a lot quippy remarks about pop music. Today however was the cherry on the sundae. I feel I should mention that Prof. Long is a composer and holds a fancy doctorate in something pertaining to music (I don't remember whether it's theory or composition.) To Prof. Long pop starts are illiterate idiots who degrade the artistry of music. I sighed heavily and closed my eyes every time he mentioned pop today, mainly because I was thinking of skipping today's class and was wishing I had. You see I wish I could immerse myself in pop at all times and really want to spend the rest of my life listnening and studying pop music. Yes the people who perform pop music can be considered the equivalent of trained monkeys (I'm thinking of Britney Spears and her ilk when I say this) but the people who write pop songs are every bit as sophisticated as classical composers. A person can't write a good pop song without knowing what they're doing. Singer-songwriters may not get a formal education in theory (most of the time anyway) but they know what they're doing. They have to. You can write mediocre crap and get no where very quickly in the music business. It takes skill and a thorough understanding of pop music to really get anywhere in the business (at least the mainstream business.) Writing off pop music as the domain of idiots is like accusing Judy Bloom of not being a good writer. Pop shouldn't be a dirty word in the world of music.
6.10.08
Lyrics pt. 4,252
In a vain effort to avoid writing my sociology paper (minimum wage sucks ass and here's why the politicians won't do jack about) here are some lyrics. I've included a small explanation for why I chose each song because I really don't want to write this paper. Cheers!
Autumn Almanac --- The Kinks [It's officially autumn, the song's called autumn almanac, it's by the Kinks, therefore it's perfect]
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
When the dawn begins to crack.
It's all part of my autumn almanac.
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,
So I sweep them in my sack.
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
Friday evenings, people get together,
Hiding from the weather.
Tea and toasted, buttered currant buns
Can't compensate for lack of sun,
Because the summer's all gone.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my poor rheumatic back
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
I like my football on a Saturday,
Roast beef on Sundays, all right.
I go to Blackpool for my holidays,
Sit in the open sunlight.
This is my street, and I'm never gonna to leave it,
And I'm always gonna to stay here
If I live to be ninety-nine,
'Cause all the people I meet
Seem to come from my street
And I can't get away,
Because it's calling me, (come on home)
Hear it calling me, (come on home)
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn Armagnac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
You Don't Know Me --- Ben Folds ft. Regina Spektor [I've been wanting to post the lyrics to this song for various reasons for quite awhile now and I though it complimented the Kinks' general aesthetic]
I wanna ask you;
Do you ever sit and wonder
It's so strange that we could be together
for so long and never know, never care
what goes on in the other one's head?
Things I thought but I never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You could have just propped me up at the table like a mannequin
or a cardboard standup
and given me any face that you wanted me to be seen
we're damned by the existential moment
when we saw the couple in a coma
and it was weakened with the cliché
but we carried on anyway
So, sure, I could just close my eyes
Yeah, sure, trace and memorize
But can you go back once you know?
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
If I'm the person who you say i am
Clueless chump you seem to think i am
So he's been led astray like an errant dog
who occasionally escapes and needs a shorter leash than I thought
Would you want me back?
Maybe it's because...
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
So what I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to tell you is
Not gonna come out like I wanna say it
'Cause i know you'll only change it (change it, change it)
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
Neeth the Beeches --- The Frames [There's something distinctly autumnal about Ireland and the Irish in general {maybe it's the red hair} so I picked a Frames song that seemed autumnal]
Hand me down the picture
Of you leaving unsaid
I know how simple it get
But sat by chance I need you
Will you always be there
And I will lie with you neath the beeches
On the strand again
I'm learning to hand it over
To whatever Lord there be
And in the same old colours
I'll be dressed for thee
But it's not about that though is it?
It's about you and me
I hung your feet
That famous painting above my bed
And you told me a story
About some guy who kept his head
He drowned neath the Southport
Near the pier where we stand
And I will lie with you neath the beeches
On the strand again
1234 --- Feist [I freakin' love this song and I thought it would make for a nice conclusion]
One, two, three, four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for
Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, You know who you are
Sweetheart bitterheart now I can't tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart
Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, who you are
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
Autumn Almanac --- The Kinks [It's officially autumn, the song's called autumn almanac, it's by the Kinks, therefore it's perfect]
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
When the dawn begins to crack.
It's all part of my autumn almanac.
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,
So I sweep them in my sack.
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
Friday evenings, people get together,
Hiding from the weather.
Tea and toasted, buttered currant buns
Can't compensate for lack of sun,
Because the summer's all gone.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my poor rheumatic back
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
I like my football on a Saturday,
Roast beef on Sundays, all right.
I go to Blackpool for my holidays,
Sit in the open sunlight.
This is my street, and I'm never gonna to leave it,
And I'm always gonna to stay here
If I live to be ninety-nine,
'Cause all the people I meet
Seem to come from my street
And I can't get away,
Because it's calling me, (come on home)
Hear it calling me, (come on home)
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn Armagnac
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
La-la-la-la...
Oh, my autumn almanac
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
Bop-bop-bopm-bop-bop, whoa!
You Don't Know Me --- Ben Folds ft. Regina Spektor [I've been wanting to post the lyrics to this song for various reasons for quite awhile now and I though it complimented the Kinks' general aesthetic]
I wanna ask you;
Do you ever sit and wonder
It's so strange that we could be together
for so long and never know, never care
what goes on in the other one's head?
Things I thought but I never said
You said things that I never said
So I'll say something that I should have said long ago
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You could have just propped me up at the table like a mannequin
or a cardboard standup
and given me any face that you wanted me to be seen
we're damned by the existential moment
when we saw the couple in a coma
and it was weakened with the cliché
but we carried on anyway
So, sure, I could just close my eyes
Yeah, sure, trace and memorize
But can you go back once you know?
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
If I'm the person who you say i am
Clueless chump you seem to think i am
So he's been led astray like an errant dog
who occasionally escapes and needs a shorter leash than I thought
Would you want me back?
Maybe it's because...
You don't know me at all
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
So what I'm trying to say is
What I'm trying to tell you is
Not gonna come out like I wanna say it
'Cause i know you'll only change it (change it, change it)
(You don't know me)
You don't know me at all
Neeth the Beeches --- The Frames [There's something distinctly autumnal about Ireland and the Irish in general {maybe it's the red hair} so I picked a Frames song that seemed autumnal]
Hand me down the picture
Of you leaving unsaid
I know how simple it get
But sat by chance I need you
Will you always be there
And I will lie with you neath the beeches
On the strand again
I'm learning to hand it over
To whatever Lord there be
And in the same old colours
I'll be dressed for thee
But it's not about that though is it?
It's about you and me
I hung your feet
That famous painting above my bed
And you told me a story
About some guy who kept his head
He drowned neath the Southport
Near the pier where we stand
And I will lie with you neath the beeches
On the strand again
1234 --- Feist [I freakin' love this song and I thought it would make for a nice conclusion]
One, two, three, four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for
Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, You know who you are
Sweetheart bitterheart now I can't tell you apart
Cosy and cold, put the horse before the cart
Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are
Oh, who you are
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart
5.10.08
Oh God Midterms
I don't have enough energy to write a proper entry, so I'm just going to say that I have mid-terms this week. Not that I expect that to change the way I update, but if I sound particularly frazzled, it's due to mid-term stress.
So I spent about three hours of my day hanging out in the amphitheatre, which was oddly invigorating. The place incredibly run down and because of the renovation that's taking place (and the fact that it's incredibly run down) no one really spends a lot of time in the amphitheatre, which makes it the perfect place for me to read and act like a goon. Granted every time I go there I get eaten alive by mosquitoes and today I had to contend with randomly falling acorns, but it was fun nonetheless. I even did a little singing which was quite risky since I'm sure my voice carries. However there were few interruptions, just a lot of acorns and bugs.
That's it. Ta for now.
So I spent about three hours of my day hanging out in the amphitheatre, which was oddly invigorating. The place incredibly run down and because of the renovation that's taking place (and the fact that it's incredibly run down) no one really spends a lot of time in the amphitheatre, which makes it the perfect place for me to read and act like a goon. Granted every time I go there I get eaten alive by mosquitoes and today I had to contend with randomly falling acorns, but it was fun nonetheless. I even did a little singing which was quite risky since I'm sure my voice carries. However there were few interruptions, just a lot of acorns and bugs.
That's it. Ta for now.
1.10.08
One Liners (And Then Some)
- I'm not talented, stop acting/treating me like I am. >_<
- Damn Prof. Long is pissed at my theory class. He sent us two emails today and yeah, totally pissed.
- Vowels are evil and their phonetic representations are evil.
- Never Mind the Buzzcocks' new series premiers tomorrow night!!
- Stephen Fry is going to be a filler-in team captain on NMTB next week, which is even more exciting than the premier.
- My radio show is now Thursdays from 9 to 10pm.
- No House or Gossip Girl for two weeks. Which means I'm going to have to "secretly" watch them by myself when I'm home for fall break.
- One week till Keane (yay!), which means two weeks till KC (grr).
Okay, that's all the news from my world. I've got a rehearsal for this quartet that I've been asked to play in which will be performing tomorrow. I'm not entirely sure why I was asked to play in this quartet given the fact that I suck at sight reading for the most part and become a nervous wreck when playing in front of people, but I suspect it's because they couldn't find anyone else. And yes, I do realize that I'm being incredibly self-deprecating, but that's what happens when you have self-esteem the size of an ant. And no, don't try to pump me up because I won't believe you. Anywho I've got a linguistics mid-term on Friday as well as severe tongue-lashing from Prof. Long over the fact that the majority of our class sucks at life. Or, you could say that Prof. Long has expectations that aren't realistic because the three most vocal members of our class play a)more than one instrument and b)all play guitar. Because guitarists are freaks of nature, while the rest of the class are singers. And singers are idiots (at least when it comes to chords and music theory in general.) The rest of us just have to endure being stuck between idiots and guitarists. :shakes head: It's all so pathetically sad.
- Damn Prof. Long is pissed at my theory class. He sent us two emails today and yeah, totally pissed.
- Vowels are evil and their phonetic representations are evil.
- Never Mind the Buzzcocks' new series premiers tomorrow night!!
- Stephen Fry is going to be a filler-in team captain on NMTB next week, which is even more exciting than the premier.
- My radio show is now Thursdays from 9 to 10pm.
- No House or Gossip Girl for two weeks. Which means I'm going to have to "secretly" watch them by myself when I'm home for fall break.
- One week till Keane (yay!), which means two weeks till KC (grr).
Okay, that's all the news from my world. I've got a rehearsal for this quartet that I've been asked to play in which will be performing tomorrow. I'm not entirely sure why I was asked to play in this quartet given the fact that I suck at sight reading for the most part and become a nervous wreck when playing in front of people, but I suspect it's because they couldn't find anyone else. And yes, I do realize that I'm being incredibly self-deprecating, but that's what happens when you have self-esteem the size of an ant. And no, don't try to pump me up because I won't believe you. Anywho I've got a linguistics mid-term on Friday as well as severe tongue-lashing from Prof. Long over the fact that the majority of our class sucks at life. Or, you could say that Prof. Long has expectations that aren't realistic because the three most vocal members of our class play a)more than one instrument and b)all play guitar. Because guitarists are freaks of nature, while the rest of the class are singers. And singers are idiots (at least when it comes to chords and music theory in general.) The rest of us just have to endure being stuck between idiots and guitarists. :shakes head: It's all so pathetically sad.
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