Feeling: Fishy
Sometimes I wonder what I would be doing right now if I had made different decisions in the past.
Would I be a totally different person than who I am today? Or would all possible choices eventually lead me to where I was always meant to be?
Who is God? And what does fate look like?
I am the walrus.
Friday, 12 June 2009
Feeling: Sleepy
Listening to: Just Impolite by Plushgun
I just remembered the whole time difference thing and thus, realised the last two posts were in UK times. This one should be right though. 'Cause I changed it. Yeah. (Actually, I think all of my posts changed their times. Insane shizz this is.) Remind me to change it back when I go all crazy with travelling once again.
I called your line too many times. I'm not obssessed, just impolite.
I have a couple of songs I would like you to listen to, but I don't think I'll tell you what they are right now. It makes me feel like I still have some sort of power over this thing. Which I do, of course. I am just stalling.
My ear has been blocked ever since I shot water into it by accident in the shower. And I think that's a perfect note to end this post on.
Listening to: Just Impolite by Plushgun
I just remembered the whole time difference thing and thus, realised the last two posts were in UK times. This one should be right though. 'Cause I changed it. Yeah. (Actually, I think all of my posts changed their times. Insane shizz this is.) Remind me to change it back when I go all crazy with travelling once again.
I called your line too many times. I'm not obssessed, just impolite.
I have a couple of songs I would like you to listen to, but I don't think I'll tell you what they are right now. It makes me feel like I still have some sort of power over this thing. Which I do, of course. I am just stalling.
My ear has been blocked ever since I shot water into it by accident in the shower. And I think that's a perfect note to end this post on.
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Monday, 8 June 2009
Feeling: Bubble-like
Listening to: I Am The Walrus by The Beatles
Well, will you look at that? My last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom were very intense and tiring, giving reason for the 70.4167 hour delay of the "surprise" which you may have already guessed was the arrival of myself in Brunei (Surpriseeeee! Don't pretend to not be gasping in shock and incredibility.). And lucky for you, those very intense and tiring last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom sprouted some life-changing adventures that I would love to tell you all about in bullet-point form and thus, shall:
But enough about me. It's important for you to know that I wouldn't have survived those last (many) couple of days without the people whose sleep (and study time) I thoughtlessly grabbed from them. I am not as independent as I seem (Hahahahaha) and things so clearly go wrong whenever I'm left alone, so I owe the cucur pisang, panda, unicorn and mother a (few many lots) big, gigantic, love-filled hug for not leaving me alone for that long.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together.
(This post is way too cluttery and hard to read, which is weird because it's in bullet-points.)
PS: Ierkgraasnwe mgeaasngrgdfgvfahe smyesenxddqwshr kseixbssesjteldsse.
Listening to: I Am The Walrus by The Beatles
Well, will you look at that? My last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom were very intense and tiring, giving reason for the 70.4167 hour delay of the "surprise" which you may have already guessed was the arrival of myself in Brunei (Surpriseeeee! Don't pretend to not be gasping in shock and incredibility.). And lucky for you, those very intense and tiring last (many) couple of days in the United Kingdom sprouted some life-changing adventures that I would love to tell you all about in bullet-point form and thus, shall:
- I went to Bath (the place) and stayed at my first Bed and Breakfast, which amazingly served breakfast like the name suggests.
- Packed away all my things into boxes and suitcases.
- Transported all those boxes and suitcases to the storage place by walking them to the bus stop, catching a bus to Central Station, walking them to the storage place, and then again in reverse.
- Five times, because taking a taxi would have been too expensive when a day's worth of bus rides was only £3.
- This was very torturous and gave birth to lots of strangely placed and sized bruises (Pictures may be provided on request. You may want to see them, they have amazed every person lucky enough to witness their beauty.),
- Which made me look so pathetic and sad, strangers had to offer me their help (which I, naturally and thankfully, accepted),
- One of them being a cameraman for BBC named Guy who used to work in Kuala Lumpur (Don't know why I had to mention that),
- Who pointed out how bad it would have been if it was raining. :O
- All before 6PM on the 2nd of June so I could go home, pack my suitcase and catch a train at 10PM on the same day.
- Little did I know, I had to pre-pay four weeks of my storage time, and by now, I had, coupled with borrowed money, £40. So, I had a little internal panick attack, but thank goodness my mother loves me.
- I caught my train, but it got delayed at Bristol by 25 minutes, making the possibility of me catching my train to Reading impossible, but I hoped and prayed that by some amazing happening it would get there in time anyway.
- Which it did!
- But I still watched as that stupid train to Reading left the station 6 minutes early, leaving me at Exeter St. David's train station for 4 hours from 1:10AM to 5:10AM,
- A station which was cold and empty except for the cleaners and my lovely self.
- And this, of course, meant I wouldn't be able to get to Heathrow by 8:30AM.
- Which meant I would miss my flight.
- I tried to contact my travel agent (Hehehehehe), through other people because I had a low phone battery and no credit, to see if I could change my flight so I could decide what to do.
- Confused, frustrated, exhausted, sweaty and battered, I tried to stay awake until 5:10AM so I could get on the next train to Southampton where I was kindly given shelter until I had a new flight to Brunei confirmed.
- Which may have been a blessing in disguise because I got some extra time with people, and experience more things. Also, my suitcase was, clearly, overweight and this gave me a chance to leave some things in Southampton for various fates to follow.
- I left Southampton at 11PM on the 5th to get to my flight on time which was leaving Heathrow at 8:40AM on the 6th.
- I rushed to the bus stop only to realise I'd left my laptop in Sofie's room, but out of panic, jumped on the bus anyway.
- We reached London at 1AM, but spent a long time walking around, trying to find the right bus stop and train station.
- Which we eventually did, but, unfortunately, it involved a two hour wait in the cold, inhumane London Paddington train station.
- 4:42AM finally arrived, and we got on that train to Heathrow, fell asleep, and by some miracle, I woke up as we reached our stop.
- I went to check-in, but I was still somehow 2KG overweight, so the mean lady made me shuffle my things around and line up again when I was done.
- At last, after many onflight meals (How many times do they have to feed us?!), I reached Brunei, and thus, marked my first ever successful (by trial and error) air travel alone.
- But, still, the immigration guy stole a space in my passport by gaving me the wrong stamp, so I had to go back in after I thought I was done with all this travel business. *Sighs.
But enough about me. It's important for you to know that I wouldn't have survived those last (many) couple of days without the people whose sleep (and study time) I thoughtlessly grabbed from them. I am not as independent as I seem (Hahahahaha) and things so clearly go wrong whenever I'm left alone, so I owe the cucur pisang, panda, unicorn and mother a (few many lots) big, gigantic, love-filled hug for not leaving me alone for that long.
I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together.
(This post is way too cluttery and hard to read, which is weird because it's in bullet-points.)
PS: Ierkgraasnwe mgeaasngrgdfgvfahe smyesenxddqwshr kseixbssesjteldsse.
Monday, 1 June 2009
Listening to: She's Always A Woman by Copeland
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes. She can ruin your faith with her casual lies, and she only reveals what she wants you to see. She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.
She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you. She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe you. And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free. She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden. She'll carelessly cut you, and laugh while you're bleedin'. But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be. Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She's frequently kind, and she's suddenly cruel. She'll do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool. She can't be convicted, she's earned her degree. And the most she will do is throw shadows at you, but she's always a woman to me.
Days remaining: 2
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes. She can ruin your faith with her casual lies, and she only reveals what she wants you to see. She hides like a child, but she's always a woman to me.
She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you. She can ask for the truth, but she'll never believe you. And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free. She steals like a thief, but she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She'll promise you more than the Garden of Eden. She'll carelessly cut you, and laugh while you're bleedin'. But she'll bring out the best and the worst you can be. Blame it all on yourself 'cause she's always a woman to me.
Oh, she takes care of herself. She can wait if she wants, she's ahead of her time. Oh, well, she never gives out, and she never gives in. She just changes her mind.
She's frequently kind, and she's suddenly cruel. She'll do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool. She can't be convicted, she's earned her degree. And the most she will do is throw shadows at you, but she's always a woman to me.
Days remaining: 2
Sunday, 31 May 2009
Feeling: Exhausted
Listening to: 99 With An Anchor by A Thorn For Every Heart
Funny story, but the bottom line is: I have managed to get sunburnt.
And and and and and and and and and and and nevermind.
I must remember that there are times when I cannot splatter my heart out because it can be both embarrassing and dangerous. *Nods with approval.
Days remaining: 3
Listening to: 99 With An Anchor by A Thorn For Every Heart
Funny story, but the bottom line is: I have managed to get sunburnt.
And and and and and and and and and and and nevermind.
I must remember that there are times when I cannot splatter my heart out because it can be both embarrassing and dangerous. *Nods with approval.
Days remaining: 3
Tuesday, 26 May 2009
Feeling: Awesome
Listening to: The sound of freedom
My fingers hurt, I ran out of time, my heart is going to exhaust itself, and I have all this information I want to forget, but I am finally fucking done, bitches (I swear out of excitement. I didn't mean that; you're not bitches)!
*Runs around naked.
Days remaining: 8
Listening to: The sound of freedom
My fingers hurt, I ran out of time, my heart is going to exhaust itself, and I have all this information I want to forget, but I am finally fucking done, bitches (I swear out of excitement. I didn't mean that; you're not bitches)!
*Runs around naked.
Days remaining: 8
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Feeling: Indifferent
Listening to: The Crimson by Atreyu
How would you feel if you found out you were part of a surveillance culture where every e-mail, telephone call, fax, or radio transmission is monitored by a government that, ultimately, is only concerned about itself? Where you are led to believe you are practically a free person worthy of privacy, only this "freedom" consists of living in a cage with CCTV cameras everywhere and a number of little guard rooms to the side? You have the ability to escape, but you just don't know it because those that have authority constantly reproduce this image of dominance, creating the illusion that it is natural and cannot be any other way. After all, if you knew the truth, it would jeopardise the accomplishment of the things they want, and that is oh-so-important.
I'd think it was kind of messed up. And maybe I'd go through another one of those phases where I'm angry at the world and everything it stands for. But then I'd realise that not everything is bad, so I shouldn't really be angry at the world, per se, just at those fuckers who make me lose hope in humanity and the idea that freedom can actually exist. Hehehehehehehehehe. I said "fuckers".
But anyway, if you have the time, you might enjoy looking up "Echelon" and "Carnivore" (I've given you a head start there). Then, you can tell me how you feel about it, and perhaps we can burn some buildings down together out of frustration?
(This is one of the topics for my Representations module, so technically, I'm studying!)
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 10
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Listening to: The Crimson by Atreyu
How would you feel if you found out you were part of a surveillance culture where every e-mail, telephone call, fax, or radio transmission is monitored by a government that, ultimately, is only concerned about itself? Where you are led to believe you are practically a free person worthy of privacy, only this "freedom" consists of living in a cage with CCTV cameras everywhere and a number of little guard rooms to the side? You have the ability to escape, but you just don't know it because those that have authority constantly reproduce this image of dominance, creating the illusion that it is natural and cannot be any other way. After all, if you knew the truth, it would jeopardise the accomplishment of the things they want, and that is oh-so-important.
I'd think it was kind of messed up. And maybe I'd go through another one of those phases where I'm angry at the world and everything it stands for. But then I'd realise that not everything is bad, so I shouldn't really be angry at the world, per se, just at those fuckers who make me lose hope in humanity and the idea that freedom can actually exist. Hehehehehehehehehe. I said "fuckers".
But anyway, if you have the time, you might enjoy looking up "Echelon" and "Carnivore" (I've given you a head start there). Then, you can tell me how you feel about it, and perhaps we can burn some buildings down together out of frustration?
(This is one of the topics for my Representations module, so technically, I'm studying!)
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 10
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Listening to: 21 And Invincible by Something Corporate
Some days go by, I wish I was famous, or maybe religious so I could go to heaven, just like you.
Still listening to it. I tried changing it, but no other song seems adequate enough today. :]
Can't wait to screw this up.
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 10
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Some days go by, I wish I was famous, or maybe religious so I could go to heaven, just like you.
Still listening to it. I tried changing it, but no other song seems adequate enough today. :]
Can't wait to screw this up.
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 10
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Saturday, 23 May 2009
Feeling: Invincible
Listening to: 21 And Invincible by Something Corporate
I can't wait to turn 21 just so I can listen to this song on repeat the whole day without feeling irrelevant. :D
I think I've come to terms with getting old. There is no way of avoiding it, and everyone goes through it, and eternal life potions and/or spells don't work these days. So, you know. I guess it's okay to grow up. For now.
But first, I have to frikkin' whoop ass at this exam I have on Tuesday (If you see me online, or sense I am online (because a lot of the time, I am just appearing offline), please give me a virtual slap, or an IOU for a real one because I shouldn't be doing such silly things like procrastinating when I have more important things to tend to).
Days remaining (a): 3
Days remaining (b): 11
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Listening to: 21 And Invincible by Something Corporate
I can't wait to turn 21 just so I can listen to this song on repeat the whole day without feeling irrelevant. :D
I think I've come to terms with getting old. There is no way of avoiding it, and everyone goes through it, and eternal life potions and/or spells don't work these days. So, you know. I guess it's okay to grow up. For now.
But first, I have to frikkin' whoop ass at this exam I have on Tuesday (If you see me online, or sense I am online (because a lot of the time, I am just appearing offline), please give me a virtual slap, or an IOU for a real one because I shouldn't be doing such silly things like procrastinating when I have more important things to tend to).
Days remaining (a): 3
Days remaining (b): 11
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Friday, 22 May 2009
Feeling: Hungry
Listening to: The Mixed Tape by Jack's Mannequin
Some things for you to laugh at, because I did:
(This took me about two and a half hours to post. Score!)
Days remaining (a): 4
Days remaining (b): 12
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Listening to: The Mixed Tape by Jack's Mannequin
Some things for you to laugh at, because I did:
On the M103 busThe things you overhear in New York!
Small boy: So abortion isn't like killing, it's like stopping?
Small boy's mother: Yes, honey... It's all very complicated, but, some people think that a baby can't be killed when it's inside the womb because it's not really a baby yet.
Small boy: So, it's not a baby till it's out?
Small boy's mother: That's right.
Small boy: And then we can kill them?
At the Donut Plant
Jersey man, describing doughnuts to his daughter: And this one has so much chocolate... so much chocolate it will turn your skin brown!
Brown-skinned employee: Um, that's not true.
Jersey man: Look at this guy! He used to be Swedish!
In the bathroom of Barnes & Noble, Park Slope
Mother: Honey, are you done going potty?
Three-year-old daughter: Meeeeahh oooh gruuuu.
Mother: Are you speaking whale again?
At Brooklyn Heights
Hipster guy #1: Last night I started fighting with someone.
Hipster guy #2: Are you serious? I'm always fighting other people. Cause y'know, that's the only thing you can do besides kiss them.
Hipster guy #2: This one time I accidentally kissed someone and I was like "Eewwwww".
Hipster guy #1: Ewww.
At the Tea Lounge, Park Slope
Little girl: Christmas is next!
Mother: No, first is Halloween, then Thanksgiving, and then Christmas.
Little girl: And then we die!
At Au Bon Pain
Woman #1: Yeah, I tell ya, my baby's daddy has been the biggest jerk in the world lately.
Woman #2: Will you stop calling him that! He's your husband. You married him like 5 years ago.
On the C train
Drunk hipster #1: Yeah... Snort cum.
Drunk hipster #2: How could I snort cum? It's impossible!
Drunk hipster #1: Nothing is impossible.
Drunk hipster #2: But it's so sticky. I really don't think that's possible... Unless maybe it was in powder form.
Drunk hipster #1: Wow! We're those guys on the train everyone wants to shut up.
(This took me about two and a half hours to post. Score!)
Days remaining (a): 4
Days remaining (b): 12
(a) Representations exam
(b) The surprise
Thursday, 21 May 2009
Feeling: Anxious
Listening to: You're Not Alone by Saosin
In the words of the Little Engine that Could, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
T-minus 15 hours and 41 minutes. Time to get my game face on.
Oh, freedom. You are so close, I can smell you.
(I want that 7lb wheel of Double Gloucester cheese! And I think I have burnt my tongue.)
Days remaining (a): 1
Days remaining (b): 5
Days remaining (c): 13
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: You're Not Alone by Saosin
In the words of the Little Engine that Could, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
T-minus 15 hours and 41 minutes. Time to get my game face on.
Oh, freedom. You are so close, I can smell you.
(I want that 7lb wheel of Double Gloucester cheese! And I think I have burnt my tongue.)
Days remaining (a): 1
Days remaining (b): 5
Days remaining (c): 13
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Feeling: Drowsy
Listening to: Mobscene by Marilyn Manson
I'm bored.
Rolling down a hill for cheese, anyone?
Yes, please.
I don't like exams very much. Ngaaaaaaaaaargh. I think I might... *Dies suddenly.
Days remaining (a): 3
Days remaining (b): 7
Days remaining (c): 15
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: Mobscene by Marilyn Manson
I'm bored.
Rolling down a hill for cheese, anyone?
Yes, please.
I don't like exams very much. Ngaaaaaaaaaargh. I think I might... *Dies suddenly.
Days remaining (a): 3
Days remaining (b): 7
Days remaining (c): 15
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Friday, 15 May 2009
Feeling: Giggly
Listening to: All The Pretty Ones by The Exies
I walked into my kitchen this morning to find a pretty little note:
Days remaining (a): 7
Days remaining (b): 11
Days remaining (c): 19
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: All The Pretty Ones by The Exies
I walked into my kitchen this morning to find a pretty little note:
The practice of throwing eggs throughout the stairwells and landings of this block must stop. The next time this happens, the whole block will be charged for the extra cleaning.Hahahahahahahahahahaha. No wonder the stairwell smelt so bad.
Days remaining (a): 7
Days remaining (b): 11
Days remaining (c): 19
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Thursday, 14 May 2009
Feeling: Unproductive
Listening to: Talk Shows On Mute by Incubus
I couldn't stand it, and ta da!
It's based on the concept of a layout I made ages ago but couldn't use because of the feud between Firefox and Internet Explorer, so this took about an hour to get right. Punk pandas!
WHY CAN I NOT STUDY? (Don't say because I get distracted easily, because that's the obvious response. I'm looking for something different. Starting... NOW!)
Days remaining (a): 8
Days remaining (b): 12
Days remaining (c): 20
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: Talk Shows On Mute by Incubus
I couldn't stand it, and ta da!
It's based on the concept of a layout I made ages ago but couldn't use because of the feud between Firefox and Internet Explorer, so this took about an hour to get right. Punk pandas!
WHY CAN I NOT STUDY? (Don't say because I get distracted easily, because that's the obvious response. I'm looking for something different. Starting... NOW!)
Days remaining (a): 8
Days remaining (b): 12
Days remaining (c): 20
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: Mercury Rising by From Autumn To Ashes
Every breath that I exhale is a sigh. Every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion. How sad, this is what your life has been reduced to - a single room apartment containing no more than a mattress. The strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over. The television screen is streaked with blood smeared from your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its strength, or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. Startled by a knock at the door, you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can only greet the visitor with one short statement: "Hello, my first name is distance, and I really don't care if I never wake up again." Hello, my name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello, I really don't care if I never wake up again. I really don't care if I never wake up again.
I'm thinking Broken Smile is sick of this layout. What do you say, bucko?
Days remaining (a): 9
Days remaining (b): 13
Days remaining (c): 21
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Every breath that I exhale is a sigh. Every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion. How sad, this is what your life has been reduced to - a single room apartment containing no more than a mattress. The strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been painted over. The television screen is streaked with blood smeared from your knuckles as you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its strength, or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. Startled by a knock at the door, you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can only greet the visitor with one short statement: "Hello, my first name is distance, and I really don't care if I never wake up again." Hello, my name is distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again. Hello, I really don't care if I never wake up again. I really don't care if I never wake up again.
I'm thinking Broken Smile is sick of this layout. What do you say, bucko?
Days remaining (a): 9
Days remaining (b): 13
Days remaining (c): 21
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
Bore da!
Sue-Anne ydw i. Pwy ydych chi? Mae'n dda gen i gwrdd a chi. Sut wyt ti heddiw? Da iawn, diolch. Ti'n swynol. Dw i ddim yn deall. Siaradwch yn arafach, os gwelwch yn dda. Mae dy llygaid di mor gwinau. Ti'n hen cariad bach. Ga'i sws? Dwi'n hoffi ti. Galw'r heddlu! Mae fy hofrenfad yn llawn o lyswennod. Cymru am byth! Y Ddraig Goch ddyry gychwyn! Cer o 'ma.
Hwyl!
Days remaining (a): 10
Days remaining (b): 14
Days remaining (c): 22
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Sue-Anne ydw i. Pwy ydych chi? Mae'n dda gen i gwrdd a chi. Sut wyt ti heddiw? Da iawn, diolch. Ti'n swynol. Dw i ddim yn deall. Siaradwch yn arafach, os gwelwch yn dda. Mae dy llygaid di mor gwinau. Ti'n hen cariad bach. Ga'i sws? Dwi'n hoffi ti. Galw'r heddlu! Mae fy hofrenfad yn llawn o lyswennod. Cymru am byth! Y Ddraig Goch ddyry gychwyn! Cer o 'ma.
Hwyl!
Days remaining (a): 10
Days remaining (b): 14
Days remaining (c): 22
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Monday, 11 May 2009
Feeling: Sleepy
Listening to: Bitemarks and Bloodstains by Finch
Mozilla Firefox was annoying me so I got rid of it and replaced it with Google Chrome. I feel like I betrayed it somehow and sold my soul to Google. I also tried to uninstall Windows Internet Explorer since that is another internet browser that gets on my nerves, but I soon realised that that is impossible. :]
It's 4:30AM and I'm not sleeping because I didn't do any work all day and I'm trying to force myself to do something productive. But it's, obviously, not working because here I am blogging about how I spent the last hour rearranging my computer.
Which reminds me, for some reason. I made cheesy pasta for dinner because I'm trying to watch what I eat so I don't have any leftovers when I leave, and it was really good so I was just stuffing it in my mouth. And then I saw a bug stuck to one of my pastas, on its back, wriggling its feet in the air. :[ Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I've been wanting to eat cereal for ages, but I've been too lazy to buy milk. :p I was going to do it this evening after I had a shower, but then I remembered it was Sunday and Tesco closes early on Sundays. I don't know what that means for me. Perhaps I will shrivel up like a prune. I think that could be nice.
I wonder what it would be like to be seedless and eaten by old people with egestion problems.
I have a feeling I will read through this sleepy nonsense in the morning (Not that I will wake up in the morning, considering how sdlfksldknf I am being right now with my alarm-immunity and whatnot) and delete this. Here's to delete-able memories.
Iechyd da (Cheers)!
(I've been trying to learn Welsh phrases, but they're really hard to pronounce. :[ *Sighs.)
Days remaining (a): 11
Days remaining (b): 15
Days remaining (c): 23
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Listening to: Bitemarks and Bloodstains by Finch
Mozilla Firefox was annoying me so I got rid of it and replaced it with Google Chrome. I feel like I betrayed it somehow and sold my soul to Google. I also tried to uninstall Windows Internet Explorer since that is another internet browser that gets on my nerves, but I soon realised that that is impossible. :]
It's 4:30AM and I'm not sleeping because I didn't do any work all day and I'm trying to force myself to do something productive. But it's, obviously, not working because here I am blogging about how I spent the last hour rearranging my computer.
Which reminds me, for some reason. I made cheesy pasta for dinner because I'm trying to watch what I eat so I don't have any leftovers when I leave, and it was really good so I was just stuffing it in my mouth. And then I saw a bug stuck to one of my pastas, on its back, wriggling its feet in the air. :[ Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I've been wanting to eat cereal for ages, but I've been too lazy to buy milk. :p I was going to do it this evening after I had a shower, but then I remembered it was Sunday and Tesco closes early on Sundays. I don't know what that means for me. Perhaps I will shrivel up like a prune. I think that could be nice.
I wonder what it would be like to be seedless and eaten by old people with egestion problems.
I have a feeling I will read through this sleepy nonsense in the morning (Not that I will wake up in the morning, considering how sdlfksldknf I am being right now with my alarm-immunity and whatnot) and delete this. Here's to delete-able memories.
Iechyd da (Cheers)!
(I've been trying to learn Welsh phrases, but they're really hard to pronounce. :[ *Sighs.)
Days remaining (a): 11
Days remaining (b): 15
Days remaining (c): 23
(a) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(b) Representations exam
(c) The surprise
Saturday, 9 May 2009
If a black man is racist, is it okay, if it's the white man's racism that made him that way?
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 13
Days remaining (c): 17
Days remaining (d): 25
(a) Submit 500 word Media, Power, Socety reflection
(b) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(c) Representations exam
(d) The surprise
Days remaining (a): 2
Days remaining (b): 13
Days remaining (c): 17
Days remaining (d): 25
(a) Submit 500 word Media, Power, Socety reflection
(b) Introduction to Media Communication exam
(c) Representations exam
(d) The surprise
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