I like stabbing.
I am so mightily pissed off at everything right now. I know I shouldn't be, and I feel like a right idiot to let my hormones mess with me like that, but I've been the stereotypical time-of-the-month bitch today. I really don't enjoy it when this happens. >:(
I went to an open mike acoustic night today, because when we were at the open mike night last week, a few friends of mine decided that they were gonna get a band together and play. They did that tonight - they actually found a singer, two guitars and a bass player - and they butchered three songs. (They'd only practiced for, like, 2 hours in all.) After that we went to one of the guy's flat and had pizza. I don't think I was very good company, because the whole time, I was either making snarky side commentary on the open mike participants, or staring moodily into space and pondering every little problem I could conjure up and blew them out of proportion in my head. As I said - I hate it when that happens, hate it with a passion, especially since you're sitting there, feeling like the apocalypse is imminent, and you actually KNOW it's all hormones. Ack. Ick. Fuck this.
I got called a geek by my tutor today - multiple times. It was the first seminar I had with him. DIDN'T TAKE HIM LONG TO FIGURE THAT OUT. He asked us for musical character cues on TV programs, and I mentioned Rose's theme that she has in season one, which reappears in season 4 when she returns. He went o.O at me and said, 'You actually noticed that? I didn't notice that. I had to read about it. GEEK!'
I finished a Doctor/Donna vid to the Beatles' Help. I quite like bits of it, too. But I can't actually upload it, because all browser-based uploads are blocked on the halls network. I get that they're blocking P2P progs, but fucking browser-based uploads? What the hell? The guy who did our introductory seminar made a long speech about how TV is changing to an interactive medium, and how we should all go and upload content to youTube to get close to the audience. Yeah, well. I DID TRY. Fucking halls network. I'll have to go to an internet cafe tomorrow and upload it there. But I might actually bring this up with one of the tutors, because blocking youTube uploads is just a fucking joke.
I am going to go away now and stare angrily at the wall or something.
I went to an open mike acoustic night today, because when we were at the open mike night last week, a few friends of mine decided that they were gonna get a band together and play. They did that tonight - they actually found a singer, two guitars and a bass player - and they butchered three songs. (They'd only practiced for, like, 2 hours in all.) After that we went to one of the guy's flat and had pizza. I don't think I was very good company, because the whole time, I was either making snarky side commentary on the open mike participants, or staring moodily into space and pondering every little problem I could conjure up and blew them out of proportion in my head. As I said - I hate it when that happens, hate it with a passion, especially since you're sitting there, feeling like the apocalypse is imminent, and you actually KNOW it's all hormones. Ack. Ick. Fuck this.
I got called a geek by my tutor today - multiple times. It was the first seminar I had with him. DIDN'T TAKE HIM LONG TO FIGURE THAT OUT. He asked us for musical character cues on TV programs, and I mentioned Rose's theme that she has in season one, which reappears in season 4 when she returns. He went o.O at me and said, 'You actually noticed that? I didn't notice that. I had to read about it. GEEK!'
I finished a Doctor/Donna vid to the Beatles' Help. I quite like bits of it, too. But I can't actually upload it, because all browser-based uploads are blocked on the halls network. I get that they're blocking P2P progs, but fucking browser-based uploads? What the hell? The guy who did our introductory seminar made a long speech about how TV is changing to an interactive medium, and how we should all go and upload content to youTube to get close to the audience. Yeah, well. I DID TRY. Fucking halls network. I'll have to go to an internet cafe tomorrow and upload it there. But I might actually bring this up with one of the tutors, because blocking youTube uploads is just a fucking joke.
I am going to go away now and stare angrily at the wall or something.