...symptoms include: repetitive use of the phrase "I'll
do it later/just now/tomorrow, etc.; sudden impulses to complete tasks other
than the one you're currently worried about that you've been putting off; slight
self-hatred and guilt.
The next one is the exact same song, but this group is just amaZING! Five people playing on one guitar; need I say more?
Somebody I Used to Know - Walk Off the Earth
What a clichéd way to start a post after I've been gone for
so long. I'm sorry. I should have put more effort in. After all, if I'm going
to be skipping work to do a post, it might as well be a good one, right? Can't
make any promises though - I've realised how useless I am in terms of
consistency.
I’m not quite giving myself enough credit though. We’re
about 3 weeks into a new year and term and I already feel like I’m keeping up
with the workload. It just depends on your definition of ‘keeping up’. See,
there are a couple; one is similar to going for a jog - you're pacing yourself and making good time. Another can be compared to all those
American movies depicting a character racing frantically after a train, jumping
on just before they would faceplant on the gravel. I don’t think that would
work anymore though, I’ve become woefully unfit (a mere 1½ months away from my 21st
birthday). Plus those scenarios are completely ridiculous - why are those trains always so old fashioned
anyway? I’m pretty sure that trains don’t have balconies on the back anymore these days…
But I digress.
I’ve been slaving over a desk in my little bat cave these
past couple of weeks which mostly narrows down to me trying to stay abreast of
the Chinese situation – a marginally successful endeavour. When it comes to the social scene, however
this year is BOSS.
In this case, on the weekends I join up with other people
who have been working too hard and everyone just gets smashed. It’s so great. Seeing
overworked schmucks getting more drunk than is wise and lunging at each other
in misplaced lust (Friars – I’m talking about you, yes) is how I would imagine
watching two drunken elephant-giraffe hybrids trying to hook up feels like. But
we don’t judge here. Well, not to your face anyway.
To cheer everyone up, I have TWO glorious videos for you all
to watch. One is Somebody I used to Know by Gotye:
By the way, whilst looking for the correct spelling of ‘schmuck’,
I came across its definition – ‘the foreskin that is removed from the penis
during a circumcision’. I’m not really quite sure how I feel about using that
word anymore.
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