Ground Control to Major Tom...
Has everyone heard about the new menswear line for Target? Yeah, it's called "Bowie" and based off the wonderful David Bowie, himself. Now, am I the only one who laughs at the thought of this? I was telling a friend of mine about it and we were thinking of all the other artists who should never have a menswear line based after them: Freddie Mercury, Elton John, Michael Jackson, Mick Jagger...oh the list could go on. XD I'm just really amusing myself thinking about what the world would be like if guys seriously dressed up like these wonderful rock stars. ^^ Oh, but half of my amusement is sheer delight! I really wish they would. My guilty pleasure is all these interesting clothing concoctions from the 60s/70s. Variety is the spice of life, eh?
I watched This Is Spinal Tap today. ^^ I really liked it! Haha, the amp that goes up to 11, the small bread with which you can't fold up the meat, and so much more. See, nobody else in my family liked it that much. They just thought it was stupid. >.< I was laughing my head off at points. ^^
I'm beginning to think thinking convinced that everything about deciding what you want to do in your future is screwed. All this chatter about what you want your career to be and trying to set yourself up for later life... Oi. I hate to be so pessimistic, but in a sense, it's optimism, innit? I've become very biased. Anything and everything applying to the "suit" world (oh here I go, going all 60s in my terminology) is really irrelevant to me. What matters is the art, the creativity, the real beauty of life! Shame all the ignorants seem to be ruling this world. For the longest time, I thought I'd be able to be set free whilst in art/music/writing college, but even now I'm not even sure of that. At least I always have the joy of creation. ^^ It's the lack of friends that are "enlightened" to creativity that's really the root of my turmoil, though. >.< Ugh, that's why I find such solace in this old, creative music and in this little white box that is a recording of my own reflections of art.
It's only Tuesday...in the week where all the Tv shows come back for fall. Heroes was good. It was just a standard heroes, though. Hopefully it'll pick up soon. I'm looking forward to The Office, Numb3rs, Cold Case (which was really good on Sunday), and whatever else we're taping. My mom and I went through and taped a bunch of new show premieres, so we'll see. I'll still miss Monk and Psych, though.
School is really draining me, I don't like playing tennis (too much to worry about...and it's just a game...and I'm so not a "tennis girl". I'm just not.) And besides, I have to worry about pretty much the world. >.< It always seems like such a big deal when you're going through it, right? Just you see, next year I'll just pick my head up and not even recognize that I went through anything scarcely difficult. I mean, if I lived through it, it must have been alright. I really do have some sort of brutish endurance. Eugh, brutish indeed.
So, the big buzz around our school is that, instead of Chapels, we're going to separate into "breakout groups". Haha, no not the acne kind, as I think immediately when I hear it and titter to myself. They're basically discussion groups talking about the previous three chapels we've had. Talk about school politics. I'll shove my voice in the door, mind you. There's something I can't resist doing.
Anyways, on to my bland life. Where's that spice of life crazy clothing when I need it?!
Katrina
I watched This Is Spinal Tap today. ^^ I really liked it! Haha, the amp that goes up to 11, the small bread with which you can't fold up the meat, and so much more. See, nobody else in my family liked it that much. They just thought it was stupid. >.< I was laughing my head off at points. ^^
I'm beginning to think thinking convinced that everything about deciding what you want to do in your future is screwed. All this chatter about what you want your career to be and trying to set yourself up for later life... Oi. I hate to be so pessimistic, but in a sense, it's optimism, innit? I've become very biased. Anything and everything applying to the "suit" world (oh here I go, going all 60s in my terminology) is really irrelevant to me. What matters is the art, the creativity, the real beauty of life! Shame all the ignorants seem to be ruling this world. For the longest time, I thought I'd be able to be set free whilst in art/music/writing college, but even now I'm not even sure of that. At least I always have the joy of creation. ^^ It's the lack of friends that are "enlightened" to creativity that's really the root of my turmoil, though. >.< Ugh, that's why I find such solace in this old, creative music and in this little white box that is a recording of my own reflections of art.
It's only Tuesday...in the week where all the Tv shows come back for fall. Heroes was good. It was just a standard heroes, though. Hopefully it'll pick up soon. I'm looking forward to The Office, Numb3rs, Cold Case (which was really good on Sunday), and whatever else we're taping. My mom and I went through and taped a bunch of new show premieres, so we'll see. I'll still miss Monk and Psych, though.
School is really draining me, I don't like playing tennis (too much to worry about...and it's just a game...and I'm so not a "tennis girl". I'm just not.) And besides, I have to worry about pretty much the world. >.< It always seems like such a big deal when you're going through it, right? Just you see, next year I'll just pick my head up and not even recognize that I went through anything scarcely difficult. I mean, if I lived through it, it must have been alright. I really do have some sort of brutish endurance. Eugh, brutish indeed.
So, the big buzz around our school is that, instead of Chapels, we're going to separate into "breakout groups". Haha, no not the acne kind, as I think immediately when I hear it and titter to myself. They're basically discussion groups talking about the previous three chapels we've had. Talk about school politics. I'll shove my voice in the door, mind you. There's something I can't resist doing.
Anyways, on to my bland life. Where's that spice of life crazy clothing when I need it?!
Katrina