Cheese

When taking short breaks from studying, i love watching Dawson's Creek (which according to me is one of the cringeworthiest series ever) episodes on Youtube and listening to all the cheesy lines. And then I love rewinding the cheesiest lines and listening to them again and cringing like there's no tomorrow. It makes me so happy. Some of the cheesiest lines I've heard so far:

"Your mother deserves a medal because she brought up the best boy ever."
"I'm the only guy in here who is with Audrey Hepburn." (when talking about Katie Holmes, the actress who wasn't even able to PRETEND she was remotely enjoying kissing the SHEER BEAUTY that is Christian Bale in Batman.)
Phrases such as "sexual theoretics, "acquiring genitalia", "your actions are articulating otherwise", "hormonal glitch" USED BY FIFTEEN YEAR OLDS IN DAY TO DAY CONVERSATIONS. Come off it!!!

More cheese and wackiness coming up soon hopefully!

till next time
take care
and


GOOD LUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

Hate hate hate hate exams

I just watched a whole two hours of a movie with Christian Bale in it. And I didn't enjoy it. Because I was all the time telling myself I was wasting time. I hate exams. I love normal days when you can go to sleep knowing that whatever you didn't manage to finish today will be finished tomorrow. I love normal days when you can sit in the sun and read a poem just for the sake of reading a poem. Aargh I HATE EXAMS. It doesn't exactly help that I was born bang on the 3rd of June, which means I'll spend my twentieth birthday studying Postcolonial novels. Joy.

The film I watched was The Prestige. I loved most of it but the last part was just quite lame. Whatever. Best thing is that I can sleep with Christian Bale in my head. All over my worried head. And yes I'm worried about other stuff besides exams. But yes they are too stupid to see the light of blogging day. *cries herself to sleep*

moan groan pfsah blah

Liz

This is called exam stress.

This must be the coolest theme song ever. It's the nanananananana bit which gets me every time. I must learn how to sing it to perfection. I MUST.



Enjoy:D

Library air

I've been thinking about how we go through life storing up these lovely little memories in our soul: songs, people's smiles, lines from poems or books, pictures, so that our soul has something to feed on when we have to trudge through the bleakness of, say, a Discourse Analysis write-up. Must continue.

banging gates

After yesterday's outburst I had a good night's sleep. I dreamt about Prof Sciriha bullying me into telling her what the real word for a call centre is, and I also dreamt that a small cat had got into our house, but then it turned into a cheetah. I also dreamt something else but I forgot. Woke up to the sound of the wind banging one side of our gate into the other, but I must admit wind and white steely skies are great to study. I've given up on continuing the Sciriha write up today. I'll make myself do it in the library next week. At least there I do not have distractions. Just wanted to say that I'd been reading more than ever before exam period started, and am getting more excited about stuff than I'd been in years: books and films and similarly moving things. Just watched the first part of The Machinist but had to stop so as to study. Yesterday I found this: Kurtz reading TS Eliot's The Hollow Men. How genial is that?



"Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone."

elizabeth

evilness

I have not the slightest idea what unspeakable evils I committed to deserve feeling like the pile of shit I am feeling like right now. I am trying to do the Sciriha write up and trying to deal with the guilt feelings of having wasted an evening but I just can't. All I can do is weep and listen to this Take That song. I know it's soppy but its utterly lovely so all the cynics should shut up. I'm sure none read my blog anyway.

Anyways I have nothing more substantial to say, except that I feel like a pile of shit. And the anger I'm feeling at the moment is inexplicable and evil evil evil. Mah dear but this song is so sweet.

end stupid blog

liz

A splinter of ice

It's May and we all know what that means. The word bleakness, which used to be this vague fleeting sinking of the heart I got every now and then becomes a rather more concrete reality. Since basically all that awaits everyone for the next forty days are books, books, notes and notes. There's nothing particularly evil about books, mind you. It's just having to comment intelligently about them in essay form that can prove rather tricky. Today I realised I must be the worst parker and three point turner that ever crawled on the surface of the earth. I just do NOT get this stuff, and the twisted logic one must use to maneouvre it. And how is one supposed to be quick with one's hands while steering and slow with one's feet while maneouvring the clutch? I just can never soar to such heights of bodily co-ordination. I give up. At least a Beatles song came on the radio while I was driving. It's always heartening to see such remnants of humanity stuck around while driving in some unspeakably hideous place like the tunnels near the Junior College.

A few days ago I posted a blog about the amazing, marvellous, superb, brilliant, yes, brilliant, one of my favourite words in the whole of the English language, film that is CAPOTE. But I deleted it cos it just did not do the film justice. What. a. film. !!! It is basically about the story behind the writing of In Cold Blood, this "nonfiction novel", by Truman Capote. It is about art, and an artist's desire for recognition ("When I think how good my book can be, I can hardly breathe") , and how far he'll go in order to create great art, and the relationships he'll get caught up in. Philip Seymour Hoffman is just superb as Capote, and he transmits the complexity of this fascinating artist, who could have easily come across simply as a gay prima donna or else a completely clinical attention-seeking manipulator. Perry Smith, one of the murderers, will melt your heart and reduce it to a little seed (gungliena). I found myself utterly in love with him.


Anyways I got to be off to continue studying, Good luck to everyone.

Take care
liz
xxx