With my third year Criminal Evidence exam being a mere seventeen hours away, perhaps now is not the time for writing a pointless blog post, one which will be read by very few, and cared about by even less. And yet, strangely, it feels like there has never been a better time.
For one reason or another my time jockeying discs for DJ Dan and his War On Boring DJs at Propaganda and Ramshackle has come to an end, and although I realise it was a bit of a faux pas to play for them, and my credibility has been questioned (rather upsettingingly openly) because of it, I did enjoy playing for Props. I grew up going to it religiously, and stuck with it even through the "Oh Props is so old now, it's all about..." phase, because I really love the people there, and regardless of whether you enjoy Mr Brightside or not, it's always a bloody good atmosphere. Was pretty psyched to be playing their NYE do, and had even started a new song to debut at it, but it seems that wasn't to be. Goodbye Props, I'm sure we will see each other again through a drunken haze, and although neither of us really want it to happen, I will inevitably end up back inside you.
Anyway, onwards and upwards and all that hideous optimism, at least I have more time to concentrate on producing some decent sounding noises and playing at some specifically electronic events, hoping to get myself up off the ground properly when the naughties have come to a close.
Been having one of those moments where you take a metaphysical step back and look at your life a lot recently, and I find myself thinking, is this really what I want? I mean don't get me wrong I have an amazing girlfriend, my hair is pretty much in good condition and my phone features a qwerty keypad, but I can't see myself going anywhere. Been thinking a lot about what I want to do after university, and I really regret what I'm doing at the moment, in words more befitting of Carles, I wish I was doing a more altdegree. After university I want nothing to do with law, I hate it, I hate the idea that some people made up some rules which we all have to abide by, I hate the idea that there is nowhere in the world where you are not governed by someone, and most of all I hate the fact that this is the situation from the moment you inhale your very first optimistic breath, right up until the moment you exhale your last disappointed breath. Really wish I had taken a year out, taken more time to think about what I wanted to do, I mean I know now, but I'm so busy treading water on this Law Degree that I don't have the adequate amount of time to put into formulating a decent application for what I want.
Also the television isn't helping at all. Whenever I see an advert for Gamestation and it says: "When we're not selling games, we're playing them" my brain screams: "There! That's the life for you! Bloody hell that sounds amazing!" Saw an online advert not long ago for a tattoo course at the Univeristy of California, it was a stupidly low amount of money (for a course) and guaranteed a job afterward, what could be better? Gosh I wish I hadn't spend god knows how many thousands of pounds that I don't have living in a city I don't like doing a degree I don't want.
But on the bright side Busy P did a law degree, and he seems to be doing alright at the moment?
In other news I got my new phone, a Samsung Genio Qwerty. Took me a while to get it all sorted (which inevitably caused some problems) but it's up and running now, I got a new number with it, so email me for that and then you can text me and be one of a number of people who get annoyed at me for forgetting to reply. Really enjoying my new phone, feeling pretty bloody alt now that I can Tweet wherever I like on my sexy qwerty keypad, and I'm really enjoying sticking two fingers up to the Blackberry community. My phone does everything yours does, and it has a coloured back - boom.
Sandwiched between two exams, like the icing sugar I enjoy putting in pork pies but feel so guilty about, is the Academia DJ Battle this week. I agreed to do it a long time ago, and not long ago my exam timetable was released, telling me that I'm not going to be getting much sleep this week. When I agreed to do it I was looking forward to it, and it sounded quite fun, but now hype has built up mad. There are loads of confirmed guests, there is a website launching at it, it is being recorded for podcast and there is talks of the winner receiving custom headphones worth like £280ish - all seems like a lot of pressure now, it's going to take a lot of hairspray to cope with that kind of pressure, a lot of hairspray, and a lot of awkward grinning. So eyes peeled for that when you come down (you will be coming down yeah?) Promises to be a top night, come listen to me and Sam White bang out some ground shaking songs, and if you ask nicely, I might let you feel how much hairspray I have on.
Finally, isn't it annoying when your girlfriend, who you love unreservedly, has been with one of your heroes. Makes you feel a bit inadequate, no matter what she says, doesn't it?
DJ Dan
Propaganda
Just Call Me Blu
Academia DJ Battle
Totally Radical Awesome
For one reason or another my time jockeying discs for DJ Dan and his War On Boring DJs at Propaganda and Ramshackle has come to an end, and although I realise it was a bit of a faux pas to play for them, and my credibility has been questioned (rather upsettingingly openly) because of it, I did enjoy playing for Props. I grew up going to it religiously, and stuck with it even through the "Oh Props is so old now, it's all about..." phase, because I really love the people there, and regardless of whether you enjoy Mr Brightside or not, it's always a bloody good atmosphere. Was pretty psyched to be playing their NYE do, and had even started a new song to debut at it, but it seems that wasn't to be. Goodbye Props, I'm sure we will see each other again through a drunken haze, and although neither of us really want it to happen, I will inevitably end up back inside you.
Anyway, onwards and upwards and all that hideous optimism, at least I have more time to concentrate on producing some decent sounding noises and playing at some specifically electronic events, hoping to get myself up off the ground properly when the naughties have come to a close.
Been having one of those moments where you take a metaphysical step back and look at your life a lot recently, and I find myself thinking, is this really what I want? I mean don't get me wrong I have an amazing girlfriend, my hair is pretty much in good condition and my phone features a qwerty keypad, but I can't see myself going anywhere. Been thinking a lot about what I want to do after university, and I really regret what I'm doing at the moment, in words more befitting of Carles, I wish I was doing a more altdegree. After university I want nothing to do with law, I hate it, I hate the idea that some people made up some rules which we all have to abide by, I hate the idea that there is nowhere in the world where you are not governed by someone, and most of all I hate the fact that this is the situation from the moment you inhale your very first optimistic breath, right up until the moment you exhale your last disappointed breath. Really wish I had taken a year out, taken more time to think about what I wanted to do, I mean I know now, but I'm so busy treading water on this Law Degree that I don't have the adequate amount of time to put into formulating a decent application for what I want.
Also the television isn't helping at all. Whenever I see an advert for Gamestation and it says: "When we're not selling games, we're playing them" my brain screams: "There! That's the life for you! Bloody hell that sounds amazing!" Saw an online advert not long ago for a tattoo course at the Univeristy of California, it was a stupidly low amount of money (for a course) and guaranteed a job afterward, what could be better? Gosh I wish I hadn't spend god knows how many thousands of pounds that I don't have living in a city I don't like doing a degree I don't want.
But on the bright side Busy P did a law degree, and he seems to be doing alright at the moment?
In other news I got my new phone, a Samsung Genio Qwerty. Took me a while to get it all sorted (which inevitably caused some problems) but it's up and running now, I got a new number with it, so email me for that and then you can text me and be one of a number of people who get annoyed at me for forgetting to reply. Really enjoying my new phone, feeling pretty bloody alt now that I can Tweet wherever I like on my sexy qwerty keypad, and I'm really enjoying sticking two fingers up to the Blackberry community. My phone does everything yours does, and it has a coloured back - boom.
Sandwiched between two exams, like the icing sugar I enjoy putting in pork pies but feel so guilty about, is the Academia DJ Battle this week. I agreed to do it a long time ago, and not long ago my exam timetable was released, telling me that I'm not going to be getting much sleep this week. When I agreed to do it I was looking forward to it, and it sounded quite fun, but now hype has built up mad. There are loads of confirmed guests, there is a website launching at it, it is being recorded for podcast and there is talks of the winner receiving custom headphones worth like £280ish - all seems like a lot of pressure now, it's going to take a lot of hairspray to cope with that kind of pressure, a lot of hairspray, and a lot of awkward grinning. So eyes peeled for that when you come down (you will be coming down yeah?) Promises to be a top night, come listen to me and Sam White bang out some ground shaking songs, and if you ask nicely, I might let you feel how much hairspray I have on.
Finally, isn't it annoying when your girlfriend, who you love unreservedly, has been with one of your heroes. Makes you feel a bit inadequate, no matter what she says, doesn't it?
DJ Dan
Propaganda
Just Call Me Blu
Academia DJ Battle
Totally Radical Awesome