Good, and Bad.

You think YOU'RE bad? Michael Jackson is BAD!

You know, it’s not as easy as it looks. Being out there, all alone, everyone staring. Waiting for you to start. Waiting for the magic to begin. The pressure - you know it’s there, but you can’t feel it, because you’ve been numb for the last two hours. The band starts playing, and so must you...


I did it! 55 words! I could enter it in the Age 55 words competition. Well, it's not really great. But I did write it in 30 seconds.

For a basic update on what I've been doing (or trying to do) over the past two weeks, here's the first paragraph of my essay:

The music of the 19th century was characterised by change, transformation and diversity. However, the middle of the century was, debatably, a political and musical turning point after which music began to move much more freely away from convention. In the later nineteenth century, music developed harmonically and structurally, while ideas about music and its role in relation to society and other art forms were hotly debated. The personal style of composers who were active during most of the century (such as Wagner and Liszt) changed to follow “new creative directions,” while opera was to be dramatically re-shaped by Verdi and Wagner. New musical forms were created, and nationalism became more prominent in marginal countries than ever before. The late 19th century was indeed an exciting period in music history.

Now that's what I call.... BORING!!! Just use some impressive vocab and they'll love it. Anyway, sorry about that. Maybe it will help. Help what? Help to ease the pain.

Everything you thought you never needed to know but weren't really sure - about my hair.

I've had a mixture of gel, wax and hairspray stuck in my hair since the ball (on Thursday night). I spiked my hair for the occasion (Mad Hatter was the theme), but it didn't stay upright for long, I put way too much product in it. By the end of the night it was flopping over my eyes. I got back at about 3, then for some stupid reason spent an hour in John Makin's room listening to Radiohead. I guess we were discovering a common bond thingy. Huh, bonding. Um, then I got back to my room and found a fantastic message Trumpet Dave left on my phone (he was exceedingly drunk at the time). I was going to record it onto my computer, but it's past 12 o'clock now and it must have deleted automatically after... 3 days. When I finally got back to my room I couldn't be stuffed showering, so I put plastic bags over my pillow and slept on them. Ugh. They were sticky when I woke up. Could be worse. At least I wasn't spewing on my floor, like some other people in college.... WRONG! I used a ton of shampoo Friday and Saturday, and the crap is now gradually coming out of my hair. I could do anything with it for those days though. I had it in a diagonal mohawk on Friday. Try picturing that! Well, there should be some pics on the network. I shall looky.

OK, found some. That took a while. Now to get them on here somehow.


Surrounded by beautiful women as ever... [ahem]



By this time the gel/wax combo was starting to give up.

Hey! I'm a human. I have a life.

Attention Anonymi. (That's Anonymouses. Or Anonymice.) This blog is NOT for your entertainment. This blog is for me to post whatever I want, whether it be relevant, random, funny, boring, offensive or downright stupid. If you want to enjoy life, move AWAY from the computer. Step AWAY from the computer. And all other advanced technology, ie. TV, mobile phone. Live like this for a couple of weeks. See how you feel. If symptoms persist, see your pet mouse. Or mice.

oceanfootage.com

A wisp of sound.

I've been experiencing interesting current events.

But, I'm not going to tell you what they are/were. Hey, now they're PAST events. Let's not get too far into causal theory.

So, voila! With a ´ somewhere.

OK fine. I.... found the manual for the Yamaha Clavinova in the chapel. There! That's something I achieved. Yesterday was an interesting day, but to read about what happened there, you should probably check out someone else's blog... maybe Snipergirl's or Araluena's.

now to some serious work-ij! Ha!

International Tuba Day!

Apparently it is. A very Happy International Tuba Day to everyone out there! And rock on tubas! If that's what you do.

Great concert tonight. (I know I shouldn't have gone, shut up conscience.) MSO played Sorcerer's Apprentice by Dukas (from Fantasia, of course) and an awesome symphony by Vaughan Williams, 'London' Symphony No. 2. I believe I now love a lot of Ralph Vaughan Williams' stuff. There was a tuba in it, too.

OK, so... to summarise. Today i did lots of work (for me). Vacuuming of my room occurred. Why I bother writing this I know not, but if the little things don't keep us excited, the big things never will. Saw MSO tonight with Erin and Makin (John), ordered pizza from Pepperoni's (The Best Pizza In Town! What a claim!) which took ages to arrive, but was pretty good I guess. Good thing it did too, bcos then we were on the same tram as Rohan (trumpet, from Con) and afterwards Kytl, May-bel, Supple, Rob, Kimby, Sil all boarded. So it was a big fat college people party going on in the tram. Now May-bel, John and Will are in the JACE watching Indiana Jones. The first one. I like Indiana Jones, it may have cheese but it also has fun.

And now, adieu! Parting, alas, is such sweet sorrow.... does everyone just say that, or is it from Shakespeare or something? Keine Ahnung. Gute Nacht zu dir, Herr Tuba!

In time of crisis....

Must work. No blog. Must work. No blog. No, must sleep. That's it - sleep. The key to all our problems.

"He who eats, eats not; he who works, works not; he who lies is a fool."

OK, I made it up. There's no such quote. I think I was looking for this one:

"Early to bed, and early to rise
Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise."

Yup, that's better. I wonder what my grandparents would think if they read my blog. I guess our grandparents don't really know us very well, unless we live near them. Or maybe I don't spend enough time communicating with them.

Anyway. How did that get onto muesli fish? [shakes head] Weird people there are.






Oh, and by the way... this is really worrying. Especially since this guy used to be an assistant to the president.
http://writ.news.findlaw.com/dean/20041105.html


Yes! As you can tell, technology and I are now friends. Gooooood friends.

The highest form of art this planet has to offer - POP!

Whether everything has really crashed into little bits around me remains to be seen. At the moment, the best thing I can do is to focus on one thing at a time. Hey, both those sentences ended with clichés! Or clichès! Not really clichés, but sort of. Sayings which everyone says. Is there a word for those? Probably.

So, focus! Off i go! heehee!

And, as evidenced in my last post, I figured out why my attempts at creating hyperlinks weren't working - I had to put something between the <> >/> < \><> thingys. Now I know! And somehow, I feel a whole lot smarter.