You know, I love radios. They are so cool. The one in my room is a distinctly eighty-ish one: complete with ultra-stiff tuner and knobs the colour of fake dull silver. Very retro if you ask me. The cult indie crowd would love it I presume. What I love about radios is the idea of all these different disembodied voices coming into your drowsy little room and their absurd detachment and/or connection to your life. Last night I fell asleep to the voice of a guy on BBC radio, who was saying that the internet has led to the creation of an individual who is essentially alone and desperate. I love these adjectives of doom. Desperate. Alone. Don't they remind you of dear old Conrad? This afternoon two guys on XFM broadcast a really stupid jingle about the need for guys to test themselves for testicular cancer. Earlier on I heard an advert for Malta's very own High School Musical. Yes. Absolutely swell. Yet another way to celebrate mediocrity!!! Of all the stupid ideas. That insufferable show with that insufferable couple. Zac and Vanessa can put one off falling in love for years. It is bad. And then of course radios bring you the (mainstream) music of the age, which sometimes tends to be quite degenerate, but you do get the gems sometimes.
Anyway my point is that my exams are finished. As are my assignments and my German Circle exams. And it is only for this reason that I can go on rambling about radios till you are prone to end up murdering me. Anyways must be off to continue lazing drowsily about. Started work training with Centrecom. Will ramble about that some other time. Thanks to Andrea and co. for the lovely bag and top! Much Love! Isle of Mtv tomorrow! Let's learn all the Enrique/One Republic/ The Kooks lyrics by heart so we have good reason to scream:)
Till next time
Take care
liz
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
Numbness
Lately I've tried to blog many times but always stopped halfway because of sheer apathy, or the fact I felt it was better to vegetate on the bed in the little free time I have. But tonight my boredom has numbed me into simply attempting to type it away. OK. Let me admit it. I've seen worse days. Today I studied Virginia Woolf and started the mighty Conrad, whom I absolutely LOVE. Yes, I know, I'm a total Philistine and I've only read Heart of Darkness and no Lord Jim. But I still LOVE him. The man has IT. That thing which makes him absolutely indispensable to humanity, that thing that makes a light bulb go pop in your head in a sleepy library on an even sleepier May afternoon.
Despite the utter awesomeness that is Conrad, I am totally and utterly exhausted. My mind feels like a squashed cheeselet on the sizzling tarmac of a Maltese August noon. So I'm watching lots and lots of Daria, which some girl for whom I should build a monument uploaded on youtube. You see, Daria is the still point of the turning mediocre world. As I had said in a previous entry, Daria is or was a completely, intelligent, witty, funny, lovable show on MTV, and how this station degenerated to showing stuff like 'jackass' and 'rob and big' and 'viva la bam' is a perversion humanity will sadly never fathom.
In other world-shattering news, I'm twenty. YES. And I still watched Mini Bugz today cos it was Griz's birthday. My June birthday was the usual i.e. I spent it studying. Actually I spent it reading a book for Postcolonial Novel this year. The book was quite enjoyable, especially considering its heroine had a fetish for hairy wrists. EEW! The presents I got were absolutely tops though, and Andrea and co. have promised theirs when the sound and fury is over (Haven't met An in ages :(). Much love to them of course! I got money from parents and Aunt Maryanne and Uncle Joe, which I will use for Werchter of course XD. I got a lovely dainty butterfly-shaped necklace from Deborah, a Keane live DVD and documentary from Claire and 'The Gum Thief' by Douglas Coupland from Miriam:) Thanks so much XD
Last Saturday was hilarious. Looking forward to normal LIFE now. And Werchter of course!!!! Please God let the sun shine for those 4 days.
I' ll leave you with Daria: Please watch these and your life will be better: It's the first and second part of one episode:
Despite the utter awesomeness that is Conrad, I am totally and utterly exhausted. My mind feels like a squashed cheeselet on the sizzling tarmac of a Maltese August noon. So I'm watching lots and lots of Daria, which some girl for whom I should build a monument uploaded on youtube. You see, Daria is the still point of the turning mediocre world. As I had said in a previous entry, Daria is or was a completely, intelligent, witty, funny, lovable show on MTV, and how this station degenerated to showing stuff like 'jackass' and 'rob and big' and 'viva la bam' is a perversion humanity will sadly never fathom.
In other world-shattering news, I'm twenty. YES. And I still watched Mini Bugz today cos it was Griz's birthday. My June birthday was the usual i.e. I spent it studying. Actually I spent it reading a book for Postcolonial Novel this year. The book was quite enjoyable, especially considering its heroine had a fetish for hairy wrists. EEW! The presents I got were absolutely tops though, and Andrea and co. have promised theirs when the sound and fury is over (Haven't met An in ages :(). Much love to them of course! I got money from parents and Aunt Maryanne and Uncle Joe, which I will use for Werchter of course XD. I got a lovely dainty butterfly-shaped necklace from Deborah, a Keane live DVD and documentary from Claire and 'The Gum Thief' by Douglas Coupland from Miriam:) Thanks so much XD
Last Saturday was hilarious. Looking forward to normal LIFE now. And Werchter of course!!!! Please God let the sun shine for those 4 days.
I' ll leave you with Daria: Please watch these and your life will be better: It's the first and second part of one episode:
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