Thursday 23 December 2010

Les Miserables at the 2010 Royal Variety Performance


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Beautiful- especially 'Bring him home'. Here's to one of the greatest musicals of all time!!!

Monday 20 December 2010


" Yeah I know, I know
When I compliment her
She wont believe me
And its so, its so
Sad to think she don't see what I see
"

"Her laugh, her laugh
She hates but I think its so sexy
"


Okay look at that girl. She definitely knows she is hot. She does not hate her laugh. And when Bruno compliments her she's probably thinking 'Duh'


I love good deals

I borrowed the following albums yesterday for 3 weeks:




All for the total price of £3

:D Happy Jojo

Thursday 16 December 2010

Freedom tastes so sweet. Like the sweetest Coca Cola on a really hot summer's day. Refreshing! :D ahhhh

Tuesday 14 December 2010

Saturday 11 December 2010

Acceptance

And it's hit me. I will most probably fail this exam. Just not enough time.

if i were to make a list headed 'it sucks to be me' this little event would definitely be on it....

You will not believe what just happened to me. My life is an actual joke. So after waking up at 4:30am in my chair with a neckache. Having unsuccessfully attempted to go through P&P-18 for the fourth time. I decide to tidy my desk and perhaps call it a night. Then what happens?? (and seriously if you guess this- i'll be amazed and also rather confuzzled by how your mind works)

A giant wasp comes droning into my room- making the loudest BBZZZTT i have ever heard in my life. I glance upwards to come face to face with it- well it was less than a meter away from me.

That's right, A GIANT WASP. In December, at 5am, In. My. Room.. How did it even get in?? I was home all day, why didn't i hear this wasp? Plus, it's frickin winter- no windows are open in winter!!

So with my pulse thudding in my throat i drop my lecture notes on the floor, grab a folder as a defence and get the heck outta there.

Finding myself outside in the corridor, with a wasp dominating my room and branding me a banished outsider has definitely not been the highlight of my life. What do I do in this precaurious situation? I glance into my room- find the wasp sitting on my bed. I debate with myself over whether to just trap it in a glass, however upon seeing it's MASSIVE stinging behind i am quickly convinced that fetching dad is the best solution.

So waking my dad at 5am. I am 18 years old and at uni, should i not be able to handle insects? Answer- Hell to the No!!! Tackling killer wasps in my room at insane hours of the morning- has never been on my 'things i must do before i die' list.

Anyway- i anxiously stand in the corridor and listen to my dad battle the flying fiend. It is not an easy battle, it slips away many a times. It withstands about 10 whacks (no lie) and still manages to fly around. I watch in silent horror as it bumbles around in my room lamp, sending a massive shower of dust all over my desk, laptop and notes. In this moment i decide i hate insects. That's right- HATE. Pure unadulterated loathing.

My dad has it trapped between two slippers. He is squeezing them together- but no, its seemingly invinsible armour is still holding it together. And it thrashes around. Never have i desired an AK-47 more than at this particular moment. Anyhow- it presently lies in several pieces (that's right i shall be grotesque and Sweeney Todd like) and dismantled in our toilet bin. May it not rest in peace.

I have vowed to myself NEVER to leave my bedroom door open again. Ever ever ever....And i am sitting here, breathing in the dust that is now circulating in the air (my eyes are irritated, my trachea is irritated) and I am feeling very sorry for myself.


Wasps were definitely harmed in the making of this post.

my current desktop background. Quite accurately sums up the state of my mind at the moment. 


Friday 10 December 2010

Roy Lichenstein is cool. :)



"This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces.
It is not God who kills children.
Not fate that feeds them to the dogs.
It's us. Only us." 

-Rorshach

Thursday 9 December 2010

if only Batman could save me from the tediums of life


I shouldn't be sitting here studying!! I should be with Batman- exploring the streets of Gotham. I hate studying. Also i hate cramming at the last minute, every second losing hope of passing this exam. I swear this is like doing a whole A level in a term. I dont understaaaaaaaaaaaaand.

So a few weeks ago i bought 14 graphic novels for £8. Have i had the chance to read them? no... because i kind of forgot about them til yesterday- but now I''ve been made aware of their existence, it's painful knowing they are sitting in my cupboard waiting to be read and loved by me. Batman- i miss you.... :(
And Neuromuscular Junctions- i loathe you.

Elmo's Song


SesameStreet

What else could i be doing at 3:36am? Oh yes... listening to Sesame Street songs. Again procrastinating from revising. Sleep is now a luxury i dont have time for. And is it possible? I seem to be remembering less and less. This is very anti-productive.

Anyway, I love listening to these kinds of songs- brings me back to a happier time. When the most important part of my day was making sure I was on time to catch 'Inspector Gadget' on tv. :)

Nothing better to do than feel sorry for myself for being in the current predicament i find myself in...

Sunday 5 December 2010

When i type 'Barbra Streisand' into YouTube, the first video is the Duck Sauce song...

:( What is the world coming to?

Hipster hate

So before i came to uni i wasn't even aware that there was a group of people- referred to by society as "Hipsters"

It wasn't until i saw this video- posted by a uni mate on facebook. I have posted it below for your convenience. Additional note: in this video they seem to be using the word 'dickhead' instead of hipster. Apparently both words are interchangable...


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And as i was watching it I couldn't help but think- 'but i like the way those people dress...' is that a terrible thing to admit?

Upon further research into this fascinating topic- i found that there is a lot of hate directed at these individuals. It seems they are disliked for trying too hard to go against the mainstream market.  

In fact last week someone at uni branded me a hipster! :O But after some self-inflicted insight into who i am (this was a very elating exercise btw- everyone should do it!), i came out the other end with the simple conclusion. 'I'm definitely not a hipster.' Quirky? Hell to the yes! But i indulge myself with the latest mainstream gossip as much as the next guy. And i'm not ashamed to admit it.

I asked another uni comrade, "why all the hatin' on all the hipsters?"
And the reply went, "They just try too hard to be different. It's just like, chill."

Here's another video i found whilst scouting around the interwebs:


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I like both videos for their obvious entertainment value, however i still don't quite understand; Why the Hipster Hate??

Saturday 4 December 2010

First Exam of Uni

Sitting in my room trying to understand the Autonomic Nervous System... i'm the very definition of underprepared.

Just over a week left. If i wasn't so cool- i'd totally be panicking right now.

also- i'm so good at distracting myself. I have probably played about 5 hours of guitar/ violin these past 2 days.

My fingers actually have indentations of the strings in them...

Discipline is my greatest foe!!!


:(

Wednesday 1 December 2010