the finale of six feet under was so incredibly sad. when i watched the ending for the second time i just sat there and bawled my eyes out. i think it's one of my favourite shows ever.

the amazing race finale, on the other hand, was happiness all over. i'm now obsessed with the hippies and kintaro walks japan. i wonder if it's weirder to ( Read more... )

why my t-shirt is better than yours.

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this should be the best week of my year:
20/07 bloc party @hi-fi bar
26/07 interpol @metro
28/07 the go! team @corner

there should, in fact, be more dates there, but i'm already $140 down after those.

i want to be fanatical about something. i like too many things in a semi-obsessive way, at best. star wars fans know the score.

this weekend should be good despite tons of homework:

friday: fiery furnaces gig
saturday: chillin' with peeps for birthday
sunday: actual birthday + nice weather

for the first time in my life, i'm not really looking forward to my birthday that much. nineteen is a nothing age, i think.

the minute i stepped back at uni i remembered why i like the holidays so much. no early rising, no public transport, no sitting in hot lectures, no feeling uncomfortable if i don't have a pal with me ( Read more... )

the shins are great. i saw them last night, and they're just perfect and make everyone happy.

watching a band you like play live is so much better than going to a nightclub. if bands i liked played every night, i would never need to go to a club again.

well, i'm off to india today- the land of poverty, disease and squat toilets.

if i don't post soon after january 16th, you know i've been arrested for trying to eat a sacred cow.

yes! freedom at last!

exams are finally over and there is nothing to do but be lazy and watch oodles of television and play in the sun and all that jazz. and, if i'm feeling productive, i think i may add some stuff to my walls and make nice mix CDs and palm them off on whoever is willing to listen to them.